One formation after another appeared around Yang Qingxuan. The Sky Destruction Formation, the Earth Flame Formation, the Ice Formation …
The ten killing formations were all activated in an instant.
Under the impact of the Eight Gates Sword Formation, they were broken and consolidated, overlapping and combining.
The ten formation talismans on Yang Qingxuan's body were completely activated. Thousands of formation talismans appeared and disappeared, emitting a strong killing intent.
Boom! Boom!
Under the impact of the Eight Gates Sword Formation, the Ten Terminal Formation kept collapsing.
Yang Qingxuan desperately made hand seals. The formations that were broken were reformed again. He completely relied on the accumulation of his powerful Vital Essence.
Soon, the ten formations were connected and turned into a huge formation like a city. It surrounded him and blocked all the Sword Qi.
"Oh, this kid is messing around. The Ten Terminal Formation is not played like this. However, he is only in the middle stage of the Kongfa Realm. It is not bad that he can do this with his body as a formation. Moreover, the inscription technique and purity of the formation patterns on this kid's body are not bad. Although they are far from mine, even the ten Palace Masters of Golden Turtle Island may not be able to do it. Strange, who helped him inscribe the formation patterns? "
Zhang San held his chin with one hand and pondered.
Yang Wuxin stared at the huge formation and his face darkened. He said coldly, "This formation can only block the Sword Qi. Can it block my Taixuan Sword Essence? Die! "
Yang Wuxin kept making hand seals and sending them into the eight swords. The sword pattern between his eyebrows flew in the air and the power of his Martial Soul was pushed to the extreme.
Eight sword sounds reverberated in the arena. Eight types of Sword Qi danced in the air like dragons and slashed at the Ten Extremes Formation.
Boom! Boom!
The huge formation kept shaking. The terrifying Taixuan Sword Essence penetrated the Ten Terminal Formation and enveloped Yang Qingxuan, cutting his body like wind blades.
Yang Qingxuan hurriedly took out a Dao Pattern Elixir and threw it into his mouth.
He used the Way Power on the elixir to understand the essence of the Sword Essence.
Daoist patterns appeared on his skin like scales, covering Yang Qingxuan's entire body.
The Taixuan Sword Will hit him and merged with the pattern. It was absorbed into his body in an instant.
Yang Qingxuan formed a hand seal.
The sword wills that were absorbed into his body kept turning into sword runes that flowed into his forehead and resonated with the Taixuan Sword Tomb.
That feeling was like the spring rain nourishing all living things. The tens of thousands of swords in the Sword Tomb sensed it and slowly emitted a golden radiance.
"Hahahaha! Die, die for me! "
Yang Wuxin was still laughing maniacally. Seeing that the Ten Terminal Formation could not keep up with the rate of destruction, he attacked even more ferociously.
The Sword Will on the eight swords was as vast as the sea, and Sword Qi swept across the heavens and earth.
Yang Wuxin stood at the center of the sword like a god, his eyes bursting with endless killing intent.
"Trash from a lower plane will never be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with me. At any time, as long as I'm willing, I can beat you back to your original form with just a thought. Go back to being a pile of mud! "
Yang Wuxin roared as he spread his arms by his sides.
Eight streams of sword energy suddenly converged in the air and struck down under Yang Wuxin's hand seal!
Boom!
Boom!
The vast and powerful Sword Qi shook the Ten Terminal Formation until it kept shattering.
Blood flowed out of the corner of Yang Qingxuan's mouth like water, and the front of his body was already wet.
But he still formed a hand seal and stood still, comprehending the Sword Will.
Yang Qingxuan knew that if he missed this opportunity, he would not have another chance because the Taixuan Sword Scripture was definitely in the hands of the Renhuang. He was not Xuan Tianji, and he did not have the ability to snatch it away.
If he had the ability to snatch it away one day, he might not need the Sword Scripture anymore.
So, comprehending it from Yang Wuxin was his only chance!
Yang Qingxuan roared and spat out another mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper, and large beads of cold sweat rolled down his face like beads.
The Ten Terminal Formation recovered a little, but it was soon scattered by the Eight Gates Sword Formation and was about to fall apart.
Yang Qingxuan looked up with an anxious expression.
He had comprehended and mastered more than half of the Sword Will. If he was given another 15 minutes, he would be able to master it completely.
But at this moment, he might not even be able to hold on for half a breath, let alone 15 minutes!
"Boom!"
The entire Ten Terminal Formation fell apart.
Yang Wuxin's pupils shrank and shot out a strong light of excitement. He laughed wildly and said, "Hahahaha, go to hell!"
He casually grabbed, and a green sword beside him fell into his hand. Powerful and vast Sword Will surged out and tore the surrounding space apart!
"It's over!"
Yang Wuxin sneered and swung his sword across the sky, splitting all the chaotic power after the Ten Terminal Formation fell apart. His figure flashed and landed in front of Yang Qingxuan, stabbing him viciously with his sword.
Swish!
The green sword stabbed into Yang Qingxuan's body and went through his chest.
"Ah! — — "
Countless screams rang out in the sea of clouds. Everyone opened their eyes wide in horror.
Shi Yuyan and Wu Qiyue almost fainted. Their faces were as pale as paper.
Yang Qingxuan's good friends, Pan Haixing, Lance, Hua Qinling, and even Zhong Jie and Gongshu Qing, were all shocked. They could not accept the scene in front of them.
"Boss! Boss, dodge! Dodge! Why don't you dodge?! "
Pan Haixing screamed crazily, tears rolling down his face.
"Is it over?"
"Has Yang Qingxuan lost? Or is he going to die? "
"Why didn't he dodge this sword? With his strength, he should have been able to dodge it! "
Fierce arguments rang out in the sea of clouds. They were all inexplicably sorrowful.
Yang Qingxuan started as a nobody in a low-level realm. He had walked step by step to reach where he was today, just like all the other people in the sea of clouds.
He did not have a strong background or a large amount of resources. He had to fight for everything on his own.
Every acquisition of Spirit Stones, every acquisition of Elixirs, and every acquisition of Cultivation Methods was filled with bitterness and difficulty.
Yang Qingxuan represented the dreams of all the other people. He had climbed up step by step from the bottom, like a comet, into the top ten, top four, and even the first place.
And it was such a nobody who could not defeat the son of the Emperor, who had a strong background and was born to stand above everyone else.
The hope in everyone's hearts was completely cut off by Yang Wuxin's sword. Their hearts fell into an abyss.
"Is human fate unchangeable in the end?"
The hearts of countless small figures were filled with sadness.
"Trash, I said that I would personally send you back to the garbage dump. Don't worry, I won't kill you easily. I will first destroy your martial arts foundation, then torture you to death bit by bit. I will let you know the consequences of offending me!"
A vicious glint flashed in Yang Wuxin's eyes. Just as he was about to pull the sword out of Yang Qingxuan's body, his pupils suddenly shrank. He found that there was a golden light flowing in the blood where the sword had pierced.
"This is..."
Yang Wuxin's expression changed drastically. Although he didn't understand what this meant, an inexplicable sense of unease welled up in his heart. Just as he was about to pull out the sword with his right hand, a large hand suddenly grabbed onto the hilt and locked it in place.
"You..."
Yang Wuxin was shocked. Yang Qingxuan was already covered in blood. His head was lowered, so he could not see his face clearly.
At this moment, a terrifying sword intent suddenly erupted from Yang Qingxuan's body.
It was accompanied by a soul power that seemed to be able to crush everything under the heavens!
"Today, the one who will be beaten into the dust is you!"
"Ah! — — "
Yang Qingxuan suddenly raised his head and roared, his eyes shining with golden light.
The Martial Spirit Seal between his eyebrows could no longer be suppressed. It erupted like a volcano, followed by a sea of sword intent that enveloped the entire world!
Intense rumbling instantly erupted from the combat arena and ceaselessly shattered. Numerous sword tombs seemed to have torn through space and descended onto the Nine Heavens Azure Sea!
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