Aiming for the Immortal Path

The swords merged together, and the wind roared violently. In an instant, the mist covering a radius of more than ten feet was swept away.

There was a faint smell of blood floating in the air, and ten figures appeared.

These ten people had not been attacked yet, but their expressions were extremely panicked, and large beads of sweat continued to appear on their foreheads.

It can be seen how much pressure they are feeling at the moment!

Even old foxes like them, who have been practicing for many years, cannot bear the feeling that the shadow of death may fall at any time.

Until now, when they saw the one-eyed monk and others, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They swayed and hurriedly came forward, spontaneously surrounding the one-eyed monk.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

The one-eyed monk's face was extremely ugly, and the anger in his heart could no longer be controlled.

Anger boils, boiling can boil the sea.

In a short period of time, less than half of the masters he brought were left. Such losses can only be described as extremely heavy.

He groaned and said immediately: "Let's join forces and break this formation first."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. This kid is difficult to deal with. If anyone dares to hold back, it will drag others down. Afterwards, I will not be lenient."

After saying this, the one-eyed monk raised his true energy angrily.

The swords clashed suddenly, making a loud and crisp sound, and a bright spark bloomed.

The expressions of the other people were all stiff, and no one spoke, but they all used up all their true energy.

Although everyone is traveling together, they also have their own thoughts.

Previously, there were many people, so they all joined forces to attack. There were more people than others, but they didn't attack with all their strength.

After all, there are so many of them, and each of them activates some of their skills, and when they come together, no one can stop them during the foundation building period.

It's just that... they didn't expect that Su Twelve would defeat them in one joint attack.

What's more, I didn't expect that I would be trapped in this formation because of it!

In fact, most of the companions paid the price with their lives.

With the lessons learned before them, even if the one-eyed monk didn't remind them, they didn't dare to hold back.

With the full force of several people, the one-eyed monk's swords repeatedly struck each other in the air.

The splashing fire turned into balls of flames when it hit the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the ground burst into flames.

Suddenly, two hundred-foot fire snakes rose into the sky, and under the pull of the sword, they shot straight into the sky.

In the air, countless formation marks emerged, crumbling under the impact of the fire snake.

"Um?"

"What an astonishing attack. What kind of move is this that can actually shake the Yunge Nine Sword Formation composed of ninety-nine and eighty-one top-quality flying swords?"

"His pair of swords can withstand the blessing of so many people's true energy, and their grade is definitely not low!"

Su Twelve was in the formation and saw the actions of the one-eyed monk and others.

Feeling that the formation's endurance had reached its limit, he did not dare to be careless.

Immediately step on the Seven Star Steps with your feet and form the Tai Chi Seal with your hands.

The thick fog that enveloped everyone suddenly surged.

As the clouds and mist surged, they condensed into an extremely huge sword and slowly descended from the sky.

This move was the final move of the sword formation, and it was also the move that almost killed Ge Tianchuan back then.

If Ge Tianchuan had not exploded a spiritual weapon back then, he would never have been able to escape from the formation.

Of course, the people in front of them, whether it was the one-eyed monk's cultivation or the number of accompanying monks, far exceeded Ge Tianchuan and the people he led.

However, Su Twelve has been practicing for so long, and his strength is not what it used to be.

Over the years, I have gained a deeper understanding of the formation.

"Boom!"

The giant sword fell down, and with its mighty power, it hit the two hundred-foot fire snakes rising into the sky.

The astonishing energy explosion directly knocked the one-eyed monk and others down from the air.

"Damn it, why is this sword array so powerful?"

"No, we're in trouble now!"

"Sir, what should we do now?"

Seeing the failure of breaking the formation

, everyone looked depressed and their faces were extremely ugly.

The same despair that everyone in the Yunge Sect had felt before grew in their hearts.

"Hmph! This kid relies on the advantage of the formation, which is really difficult to deal with. But..."

The one-eyed monk had a frosty face and groaned, halfway through his words.

I saw a ball of red mist jumping out from the ground.

"Huh? This is..."

Seeing the red mist, the one-eyed monk was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, his eyes widened in anger, and his anger exploded.

"Red furnace lights snow needle?! It's you...it turns out you killed my Ai Ji!!!"

\\"Everyone, be careful!\\"

Suppressing the anger in his heart, the one-eyed monk immediately reminded him.

However, when masters compete, sometimes life and death can be divided in an instant.

The red mist appeared, and it wasn't just the one-eyed monk who was stunned.

Along with the rest of the people, they were also temporarily distracted.

The red mist was made from the snow needles of the red furnace. They had only seen such a treasure on this one-eyed monk.

At this moment, when I first saw the red furnace-pointed snow needle appearing, my first reaction was that it was cast by the one-eyed monk.

By the time the one-eyed monk's reminder reached his ears, it was too late.

The snow needles dotting the red stove are as thin as hair, gathering like red mist, and disappearing when scattered.

The red mist blows past like a cool breeze.

The next second, the more than ten people surrounding the one-eyed monk trembled and their eyes widened.

"Save...save..."

Several people sobbed in their throats and opened their mouths to speak.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his seven orifices began to bleed.

In an instant, with a bang, it turned into clouds of blood mist, drifting across the sky and earth with the wind.

One unprepared move directly killed several people.

Only the one-eyed monk held his breath and concentrated his energy. An invisible light shield loomed around him, blocking all the red furnace-pointed snow needles.

Seeing the blood mist floating around him, his shoulders were shaking, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were red.

The wealth accumulated over decades was completely destroyed in one fell swoop.

At this moment, my anger reached its extreme, and my heart felt like weeping.

The angry and resentful eyes seemed to penetrate the thick white fog and see the figure deep in the thick fog.

If looks could kill, Su Twelve would have been torn into pieces by him at this moment.

However, being angry, the one-eyed monk did not continue to attack. Instead, he could not help but twitching the corners of his mouth slightly, and a touch of physical pain appeared on his face.

Suddenly, a strange blood mist filled his body.

"Boy, that's great. You're so good."

"Except for Ren Yunzong, you... are the second person who has caused me to suffer such heavy losses over the past hundreds of years! I have recorded this grudge!"

"I will definitely repay you twice as much in the future!"

After saying this, the thick blood mist engulfed him and turned into a streak of bloody light that rushed out of the formation.

Layers of formation seals emerged, exuding a mysterious aura.

However, when the escaping light came upon him, he saw it as nothing.

In the blink of an eye, the escape light passed through countless formation seals and reached the outermost edge of the formation.

He was about to leave the formation.

At this moment, Su Twelve appeared with a cold face.

"Coming day?"

"Hmph! Do you think you will have a chance?"

At the same time as the sound sounded, the Tai'a Seven-Star Sword flew out from the thick fog. The seven swords connected in a line and instantly cut through the space.

From the moment the one-eyed monk asked him to break the red furnace and point the snow needle, he had already made a guess about this person's identity.

No matter how the other party managed to escape from Ren Yunzong, or how he ended up like this.

None of this prevents him from being extra vigilant about this person!

"boom!"

A handful of blood mist splashed and the light dispersed. The one-eyed monk fell to the ground clutching his chest, with an expression of disbelief and unwillingness written on his face.

He couldn't believe that his escape strategy, which cost him most of his energy and blood and paid a huge price, would be broken.

Even more unwilling to die like this.