On the Myriad Sword Island.
On the White Jade Square.
Several Patriarchs of Wanjian School, who had just woken up from a deep sleep, were shocked.
Although the killing formation they had used just now was only at the edge of the Myriad Sword Island and was far inferior to the core killing formation, it was more than enough to block an ordinary peak Myth. Although Su Qin was powerful, he could not ignore these killing formations.
"This man is very strong."
A Patriarch on the right shouted in a low voice. His mind continued to merge with the countless Heaven and Earth Formations on the Myriad Sword Island, madly using the power of the Heaven and Earth Formation to wear down the giant palm.
In the end, under the collision of the endless power of the Heaven and Earth Formation, the giant palm that Su Qin casually slapped down finally dissipated.
The Master of Wanjian School and the others breathed a sigh of relief. If they had continued to let the giant palm hit them, they did not know if the Patriarchs could survive, but a Myth of the Sixth Heaven like him would definitely die.
"Disciples of Wanjian School, listen to my order."
The Patriarch on the right looked solemn, and his voice spread to the ears of all the disciples of Wanjian School nearby. "Set up the Myriad Sword Formation!"
"Yes."
Countless disciples of Wanjian School suddenly came to their senses. Su Qin had caused too much of a commotion just now. His shout spread throughout the entire Myriad Sword Island, and many disciples of Wanjian School naturally rushed over early.
Rumble.
Countless disciples of Wanjian School stepped on the Big Dipper and stood in different positions. They vaguely drew the power of the formation on the entire Myriad Sword Island, forming a terrifying pressure that enveloped Su Qin.
In an instant.
Su Qin felt the world around him change. To his surprise, he discovered that he had left the Myriad Sword Island and arrived in a vast void. Around him, there were 10,000 divine swords surrounding him. The terrifying sharpness of these swords seemed to pierce through the void.
"The Myriad Sword Formation was left by Master Kenzu Wan. It can mobilize the infinite power of heaven and earth on the entire Myriad Sword Island. This man has fallen into this formation and probably won't be able to come out for a while."
When the Wanjian School's School Master saw this scene, he finally felt relieved.
Although the Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation was not the most powerful killing formation in Wanjian School, it was definitely the most complicated formation in Wanjian School. It included thousands of formations such as Maze Formation, Seal Formation, Killing Formation, and so on.
Those who fell into it, even if they were pinnacle myths, would have their five skandhas bewildered and would be extremely difficult to deal with.
"Three thousand years ago, the Shaman King of Witchcraft barged into my Wanjian School and was trapped by the Ten Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation for a while, let alone others."
A smile appeared on a Wanjian School elder's face.
Witchcraft was also a powerful overseas sect. However, Witchcraft had a much longer history than Wanjian School. It was a terrifying sect that had been passed down since the last Vitality Tide era.
As for the Witch King …
He was an Earth Immortal who came out of Witchcraft. When the Witch King attained the Dao, he traveled overseas and visited most of the major sects, including Wanjian School.
Just as many people in Wanjian School were whispering to each other.
Inside the Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation, Su Qin's expression was still calm, as if the Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation in front of him was like a thin piece of paper that would shatter at the slightest touch.
In fact, for Su Qin, under the observation of the Eye of Truth, most of the Heaven and Earth Formations in the world were no secret to him.
Even the Heaven and Earth Formation set up by a pinnacle Earth Immortal like Lord Donghai could be broken by Su Qin, let alone the formation in front of him.
"Why aren't you making a move?"
Su Qin raised his eyebrows. He originally wanted to wait for Kenzu to make a move, but now it seemed that Kenzu had no intention of making a move. Otherwise, he would have appeared when Su Qin slapped his palm.
"In that case, I'll kill you until you make a move."
There was an inexplicable vortex slowly rotating in the depths of Su Qin's pupils. In an instant, the vast void in front of him peeled off layer by layer, and he returned to the Thousand Swords Island again.
However, although Su Qin got rid of the illusory formation, the Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation was not just an illusory formation. The pressure that permeated every inch of the air was still there.
"Break!"
Su Qin's eyes were calm. He raised his right hand and grabbed at a certain spot.
Suddenly, dozens of divine swords held by Wanjian School's disciples collapsed, and these Wanjian School's disciples vomited blood and flew backward.
This was because Su Qin's power was only directed at the Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation. Otherwise, these Wanjian School's disciples would not only vomit blood, but also be completely turned into powder and dissipated from the world.
However, even if Su Qin held back, these Wanjian School's disciples who flew backward had completely lost their combat power and were lying unconscious on the ground.
Rumble.
The rest of the 10,000 divine swords surrounding Su Qin continued to approach, replenishing the dozens of divine swords that had just been lost. For a moment, the pressure in the formation soared again.
"Interesting."
Su Qin raised his right hand again and directly covered thousands of divine swords.
Clatter.
Thousands of divine thoughts collapsed, and the entire Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation suddenly began to shake. The Wanjian School's Sect Master and several Patriarchs outside saw this scene and felt their scalps tingle.
"Change the formation, change the formation, and other disciples to replenish it."
The Patriarch of Wanjian School roared loudly. Once Su Qin escaped from the Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation, they were not confident that they could continue to set up a new Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation.
For a moment, countless Wanjian School's disciples braced themselves to replenish the consumption of the Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation.
Unfortunately.
Almost every moment, a large number of Wanjian School's disciples were sent flying backward. In just a moment, the entire Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation was shaking, as if a primitive divine beast was trapped inside.
"This is too terrifying."
The martial artists who originally wanted to enter Wanjian School on the White Jade Square were stunned and trembling as they looked at the scene in front of them.
They were not far from Su Qin, and naturally, they were also enveloped by the Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation.
However.
Before they could react, they saw that Su Qin was like a God of Creation. His every move shook the void, and the tens of thousands of divine swords that were guarding the area quickly dissipated like dust.
"Just now, I just went up to befriend him …" He Mingyan swallowed his saliva and looked at Su Qin as if he was looking at a real immortal god.
Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that one day, he would be able to speak with someone like Su Qin, who had single-handedly fought against the Wan Jian House.
"All disciples, set up the formation. Those who disobey will be expelled from Wanjian School." The Great Ancestor of Wanjian School looked extremely ugly and still quickly ordered.
The Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation could draw the power of the formation on the entire Thousand Swords Island. In terms of energy intensity, it was comparable to dozens of Peak Myths. If even the Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation could not withstand it, then these Great Ancestors who had just woken up and were still a little weak in Qi and blood would not be able to withstand it.
The Sect Master of Wanjian School next to him saw the disciples of Wanjian School flying backward and his eyes turned red. These disciples were the fresh blood of Wanjian School and symbolized the future of Wanjian School. Now, they were flying backward like stones, and it was unknown whether they were alive or dead. It was simply breaking the foundation of Wanjian School.
Perhaps it could not be seen in a short period of time. With these Level Five and Level Six Myths and the Great Ancestors, even if some disciples were missing, it was not a big deal at all.
But what about hundreds or thousands of years later?
What about when their generation died of old age?
If there were no Myths of the same level to take over Wanjian School, the outcome would be unimaginable.
"Troublesome."
Sensing that countless disciples of Wanjian School were rushing forward one after another, even Su Qin was a little impatient.
After all, the Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation gathered the power of the entire Thousand Swords Island. Even Su Qin's strength was affected when he was trapped here. At least, his killing move, which could sink an island with one blow, was infinitely weakened.
Of course.
With Su Qin's strength, if he was given time, he could indeed kill all the disciples of Wanjian School, but it would take at least half an hour.
How could Su Qin waste time on these disciples of Wanjian School?
Thinking of this, Su Qin stopped directly. He looked up at the sky as if he was sensing something.
"What is he going to do?"
When the Sect Master of Wanjian School and the Great Ancestors saw this scene, they breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, their hearts tightened again.
Su Qin's every move just now almost overturned the entire Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation. Why did he suddenly stop?
However.
Before the people of Wanjian School could react, they heard a low and powerful voice echoing in their ears.
"Call the Wind!"
As soon as the voice died away.
The void suddenly froze.
Thousands of miles above the sky, there was a roaring gust of wind!
The wind was black and boundless. As it swept across, it immediately turned into nine black dragons.
As soon as the nine huge black dragons were condensed, they roared to the sky together. The sound waves rolled as if they came from the ninth heaven.
The next moment.
Under everyone's incredulous gaze, the nine huge black dragons swooped down toward the Thousand Swords Island.
Buzz!!
It was as if a world-ending wind was blowing. Wherever the black wind passed, all living things would wither away. The Myriad Sword Sect's grand formation flickered wildly, and the entire Myriad Sword Island began to shake. Strands of power began to gather as they did their best to resist the black wind.
At this moment.
On the White Jade Square, the Thousand Swords to Ruin Formation formed by countless disciples of Wanjian School had been quickly shattered by the black wind. Countless disciples of Wanjian School lost their vitality and turned into dried corpses in the blink of an eye.
"Th-th-th-this …"
The Grand Elder of Wanjian School was dumbstruck, his heart sinking to the bottom.
Su Qin had only uttered the two words' Call the Wind ', and it had broken the Myriad Swords to Ruin Array. Even the entire Myriad Swords Island had activated their formations to resist the black wind. Clearly, the power of the black wind had reached a level where it could destroy the entire Myriad Swords Island. Otherwise, it would not have caused so many formations to shake.
"Retreat, all of you, retreat to the sword peaks."
The Wanjian School Sect Master bellowed, holding back his heartache.
At that very moment, no matter how reluctant the Wanjian School Sect Master was, he realized that Su Qin was not someone they could stop. Their only chance of survival was to retreat to the depths of the Thousand Swords Island, where the nine sword peaks were.
The nine sword peaks were left behind by the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist four thousand years ago. Even if the power contained within had been lost over the millennia, it was not to be underestimated. At the very least, it was their only hope of stopping Su Qin.
"Do you think you can escape from me?"
Su Qin chuckled, and the endless black wind continued to wrap around his body.
Even if the godly Call the Wind could not extinguish the Vital Fire of a pinnacle Mythic, ordinary Mythic martial artists would not be able to withstand the blow of Call the Wind.
Just as Su Qin was about to continue using Call the Wind to slaughter the Wanjian School disciples …
A voice suddenly echoed from the depths of the Thousand Swords Island, where the nine sword peaks were.
"Enough."
All of a sudden …
The profound power of the Primordial Spirit almost engulfed the entire Thousand Swords Island, and the black wind that had been blowing without restraint slowly dissipated. Suppressed by the omnipresent power of the Primordial Spirit, it gradually faded into nothingness.
Thud! Thud!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Thud! Thud! A figure slowly walked out from the nine sword peaks.
"You're finally out, Kenzu."
Su Qin looked up, his face showing that he had already expected this.
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