Soul Devouring Sword Master

But now it seems that the Sword Sect is far more united than he imagined. The cohesion of a sect can only be reflected in the most difficult and lonely times.

Among the six major forces, the Sword Sect, although the weakest, is the most united. Although this sect has gradually declined in recent years, its spirit and belief have never wavered.

This is also the reason why Jian Zong has always been able to occupy a place among the six major forces for many years.

"Hmph, so what, I gave you a chance, but if you don't cherish it, you will all die when the masters of the Holy Sect arrive!"

Lu Ming said coldly, then waved his hand, "Keep attacking!"

Bang! Bang...

Suddenly, a large wave of energy attacks swept out and bombarded the light curtain swarmly. The light curtain rippled and trembled endlessly, but it never broke.

Within the light curtain, Jian Feiliu and others share the same hatred of the enemy, looking forward, ready at any time. If the formation is broken, they will fight to the end.

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Whoosh! !

The violent sound of breaking wind sounded, and two figures flew past in the air. They were Lin Xiao and Han Zhao.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting on a purple-winged maned lion. This purple-winged maned lion was discovered by the two of them when they were passing through a mountain forest and they managed to capture it.

The purple-winged maned lion is a high-level monster in the spiritual realm. It has fast flight speed, good endurance, can travel hundreds of thousands of miles a day, and is very intelligent.

After Lin Xiao and Han Zhao captured it, they communicated with it and asked it to take them to a place. After arriving, they would let it go.

At first, the fierce-tempered purple-winged maned lion would rather die than obey. Later, Lin Xiao laid a spiritual pattern formation inside the purple-winged maned lion. Once he was disobedient and activated the formation, he would immediately have a headache. The purple-winged maned lion finally surrendered.

There was no other way. They had to rush to Jianzong as soon as possible. Flying alone would definitely not be enough for the spirit essence. They had to use other powers. This purple-winged maned lion was undoubtedly a good choice.

"Hurry up, can you hurry up!"

Lin Xiao tapped the purple-winged maned lion's back and urged.

Roar!

The purple-winged maned lion turned its head and barked a few times, which meant that this was already the fastest speed and the limit.

"I don't know if I can make it in time!"

Han Zhao frowned and said with worry.

"I hope I can make it in time!"

Lin Xiao also frowned. He had a hunch that the grudge between him and Huangji Palace would have to be settled.

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Time is like running water, the sun rises and the moon sets, and soon, a night passes.

Secondly, when the morning sun rose, Jian Zong's sect-protecting formation came under fierce attack again.

Jian Feiliu and others, on the other hand, stayed up all night and were ready to fight at any time.

Bang! Bang...

Attack after attack hit the light curtain. Although the light curtain trembled continuously, it was always stable and not broken.

But it is obvious that the light of the giant swords of light that maintains the formation has dimmed a lot. Obviously, the energy is about to be exhausted, and the formation may not last long.

"Attack, attack me!"

Lu Ming's eyes were bright and he shouted and commanded.

Everyone launched a series of fierce attacks, and Cang Xuan also joined them, showing great effort. He took great pains to please Lu Ming.

However, after several hours of continuous attacks, the sword array was still not broken, even though the light of those giant swords of light became even dimmer.

At this moment, Lu Ming and others, after taking turns to attack one after another, consumed a lot of energy and took out spiritual crystal pills and other materials to recover.

"Damn it, I don't believe how long they can last!"

Lu Ming stared in the direction of Jian Zong, his face gloomy.

On the side, Long Yunfei had an indifferent expression. The next moment, his expression suddenly changed and he said with joy, "Here he comes!"

Uh-huh! Whoa...

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sharp sound of breaking wind in the distance. The sound was very fast, and in a few breaths, it came from far to near.

Soon, several figures flew towards this side.

There were three people in total, all dressed in moon-white robes, with strong aura and extraordinary temperament, and they all looked young.

The leader was a thin young man with sharp eyes and a cold expression. He was Xue Gang who had also appeared in the Battle of Fate.

There were two people beside him. One was tall and tall, like an iron tower, with bulging muscles, giving people a strong and powerful feeling. The other was tall and thin, as straight as a gun, with a steady and strong breath.

"The people from the Holy Sect are here!"

Suddenly, Lu Ming's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.

On the side of Jian Zong, Jian Feiliu and others' expressions changed drastically, and their hearts felt a bit cold.

"Senior Brother Xue, Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Mo!"

Long Yunfei flashed his figure and quickly greeted him with a smile on his face.

Seeing Long Yun flying over, Xue Gang Sanru nodded, Xue Gang glanced at the Sword Sect in front and said indifferently, "Junior Brother Long, your sect-protecting formation is right over there."

"Yes, the reason why I invited several senior brothers here this time is to ask them to help us break through the Sword Sect's sect-protecting formation."

Long Yunfei said, his eyes flashing. He knew that it would be absolutely easy for these senior brothers to break through the sword array.