Seventeen sword boats of Aoyama were flying on the surface of the ocean.
A dozen disciples of Aoyama were sitting on the head of each boat.
With their eyes closed, they were driving their flying swords to attack the surface of the ocean nonstop.
The flashes of lightning seen by the Cultivation practitioners one hundred miles away were their flying swords.
The sword boats were protected by the formations and guarded by the masters and other swordsmen, so the disciples of Aoyama didn't have to worry about being attacked. As long as they attacked with all their might, the power of their swords would be formidable.
The hard rocks and the disciples of Western Sea Sword School who were riding their swords to fight were all minced into pieces by these sword lights.
The formidable attacks of the flying swords consumed a lot of their sword source. It didn't take long for these disciples of Aoyama to turn pale, and they were quickly taken away by other disciples of Aoyama to continue the attacks on their swords.
The sword lights on the surface of the ocean didn't stop for a single moment.
The magic pills and crystals prepared by Shiyue Peak played an important role at the moment. It was believed that the sword source of these disciples of Aoyama would be replenished soon.
The rainstorm-like sword lights bombarded the islands on the surface of the ocean incessantly, creating a formidable scene.
Many small islands were flattened along with the deafening booms. Many disciples of Western Sea Sword School were wounded or killed, falling into the ocean.
This place wasn't the central area of the West Ocean Islands, so the Great Formation of the mountain gate couldn't withstand the violent attacks of the sword boats of Aoyama.
It didn't take long for the hundreds of islands in the periphery of the West Ocean Islands to be completely wiped out, either destroyed or surrendered.
The sword boats of Aoyama didn't continue to attack those islands that surrendered. They sent out a few sword lights to imprison those disciples of West Ocean on the islands using the sword ropes.
The seventeen sword boats were like seventeen huge swords, cutting everything in front of them to pieces as they moved forward on the surface of the ocean.
The so-called crushing force was nothing more than this.
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Hundreds of flying swords of Aoyama Sect were traveling back and forth like the swallows in the sea, stirring up countless huge waves and making the energy in heaven and earth chaotic.
No Cultivation practitioner dared fly close to the West Ocean Islands to observe the battle, because who could withstand the attack if they were accidentally wounded?
Apart from Bu Qiuxiao, He Wei, and the Scripture Preaching Monk of the Guocheng Temple, it was hard for them to see all the details of the fight clearly.
Most of the cultivators could only see the sword boats of Aoyama moving forward slowly in the rain and wind, and the flying swords that looked like lightning.
However, they could clearly sense the power of those flying swords and the despair of the disciples of West Ocean who were in a precarious situation.
If it was his own sect, how long could they last against the crushing attacks of the seventeen Aoyama Sword Boats?
Many people began to ponder over this question, and soon came to an answer. Their faces became even paler, and their eyes were filled with fear.
He Wei, the Sect Leader of Kunlun, looked at the ashen-faced disciples, and his expression was very ugly. He was about to scold them, but he found that the cultivators from other sects not far away were also like this. He could not help but sigh in his heart.
It had been many years since such a great battle had taken place in the world of cultivators. The younger generation of cultivators had never seen anything like it.
Today's scene could easily cast a psychological shadow on these young disciples that was difficult to erase.
Besides, He Wei had the same feeling.
The sword lights of the sword boats of Aoyama didn't stop for even a moment.
Soon, he had calculated the amount of crystals and magic pills that the Aoyama Sect needed to consume in this battle, which was an unimaginable number.
Apart from the Aoyama Sect, which other sect in the world could sustain such a violent attack?
Even if the Zhongzhou School could, it was impossible for them to be as crazy as the Aoyama Sect.
The Aoyama Sect was very powerful, and very powerful.
Thinking of this, He Wei felt powerless. He led the disciples and flew to a place not far away, joining the cultivators of other sects.
"Greetings, House Master."
He Wei came before Bu Qiuxiao and cupped his hands to greet him.
The Cloud Boat of the Zhongzhou School hovered in the high sky close to the Empty Realm, showing no sign of descending.
The person with the highest status on the scene was Bu Qiuxiao, the House Master of Yimaozhai.
He Wei said sentimentally, "Regardless of whether that matter is true or not, the Aoyama Sect attacked without asking any questions. It's too domineering. Are we just going to watch it happen?"
Bu Qiuxiao looked at the deep part of the West Sea, saying nothing.
There were dozens of scholars of Yimaozhai on the Boat of Diligent Study in the Sea of Clouds. A thin and dark scholar lifted his head and glanced at He Wei.
It was then that an elder of the North Brook Sect suddenly cried out in surprise, "Is that island the Hall of Heavenly Calculation?"
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On the surface of the sea in the southwest, a sword boat of Aoyama arrived in front of a large island.
This large island was obviously different from the other islands. It didn't rely on the Great Formation of the mountain gate of the Western Sea Sword School for protection. Instead, it had its own protective formation.
The sword lights from the sword boat of Aoyama were a little messy, but they were blocked by the formation.
That formation carried a mysterious aura, as if it could glimpse a corner of the Way of Heaven. No matter how swift and fierce the flying swords were, they couldn't directly attack the body of the island.
It was because of this feeling that the elder of the North Brook Sect believed that this large island was the legendary Hall of Heavenly Calculation.
The Hall of Heavenly Calculation was a special place of the Western Sea Sword School. It was built by Tian Jinren, and its formation was indeed extraordinary.
Many people thought that the attack of the Aoyama Sect was interrupted for the first time, and that the Western Sea Sword School could hold on for a while longer. But a new change took place.
A calm and steady voice came from the sword boat of Aoyama, "Get into formation."
Dozens of flying swords pierced through the sky and weaved a net-like object on the surface of the sea. Electric lights flickered in the net, looking extremely bright.
The net of swords drifted toward the large island, and soon met the Great Formation of the Hall of Heavenly Calculation.
With a series of crackling sounds, countless sparks appeared in the sky.
Seeing this, He Wei's face darkened, and the rest of the cultivators were shocked speechless.
Until now, many people remembered that the swordsmanship of the Aoyama Sect was certainly the best in the world, but the most powerful one was the sword formation of Aoyama!
The flying swords couldn't destroy the formation directly, but what about the sword formation of Aoyama?
When the two formations met, the stronger one would win, and the weaker one would be destroyed!
The wind was howling, and the seawater was evaporated into white smoke.
The Great Formation of the Hall of Heavenly Calculation was broken in an instant!
The large island appeared in front of everyone.
"You're too arrogant!"
An angry and violent voice came from the island.
A figure soared into the sky, holding a magic weapon in his hand, which emitted thousands of light rays. He dashed toward the net-like sword formation in the sky.
No one knew what that magic weapon was, but it wasn't destroyed by the sword intent of Aoyama's sword formation. It was like a fish that was about to break out of the net, causing a bulge in the sword formation.
It was the current Master of the Hall of Heavenly Calculation, Qi Mojie, and the magic weapon in his hand came from White Deer Institute.
Just as he was about to tear the sword formation apart, a loud crack suddenly resounded in the sky.
A bolt of lightning descended from the sky.
Countless waves rose on the surface of the sea, and the tide was endless.
The bolt of lightning pierced through the sword formation and accurately landed on the magic weapon in Qi Mojie's hand!
There was a loud bang.
Qi Mojie felt as if he was really struck by lightning. His body stiffened and emitted countless puffs of white smoke. Just like that, he fell into the sea, his fate unknown.
The magic weapon was indeed not ordinary. It wasn't destroyed by the flying sword, but it naturally lost its power after losing its master. It was actually dragged back to the sword boat by Aoyama Sect's sword formation!
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The bolt of lightning was extremely bright, and even the surface of the sea was illuminated by it.
Seeing this scene, all the cultivators were stunned.
They thought that the Western Sea Sword School could turn the situation around, but who would have thought that Qi Mojie would be severely injured and fall into the sea in the blink of an eye, and that the magic weapon was taken away by Aoyama Sect!
Aoyama Sect's attack continued, and the sword boat landed on the big island.
The tide came in response to the sword intent, and it kept beating against the cliff of the island.
Dozens of sword lights kept falling, and the rumbling sound didn't stop. The buildings on the big island were destroyed in an instant.
For the cultivators who were watching the battle, what happened next was no longer important. They were still thinking about the sword that was like a real bolt of lightning …
"What a powerful sword …"
The elder of the North Brook Sect was extremely respectful and fearful, and he murmured, "What sword is this? Did Immortal Liu Ci personally make a move? "
Many cultivators were also guessing, thinking that since the powerful cultivator of the Western Sea was cut down by a single sword strike, it should be either Immortal Liu Ci or Lord Yuan Qijing.
"This is the Tide Sword, and it uses the Octagonal Sword Technique."
He Wei had an unsightly look on his face as he said, "It was Chen Youtian who attacked."
Hearing this, all the voices of discussion disappeared. The cultivators felt that this was unbelievable.
Chen Youtian was the Peak Master of Bihu of the Aoyama Sect. He hadn't been a swordsman of the Broken Sea State for many years, and he was the weakest peak master of the Aoyama Sect.
Of course, Zhao Layue, who was an anomaly, wasn't included.
However, this weakest peak master had killed Qi Moshu instantly with his sword as swift as a bolt of lightning!
In fact, Chen Youtian's Cultivation state wasn't much higher than Qi Moshu's, but Qi Moshu's magic treasure was restrained by the sword net of the Aoyama Sect, while Chen Youtian had been accumulating energy for a long time, and he was guided by the sword formation of the disciples of Bihu Peak. Thousands of tides were like a huge mountain, and when his sword fell down, it was like the collapse of a mountain. How could Qi Moshu resist it?
A sword boat of the Aoyama Sect encountered real resistance for the first time.
There was a Black Rock Mountain on that island. The disciples of the Western Sea Sword School were fighting fiercely with the disciples of the Aoyama Sect on the sword boat by relying on the caves in the mountain.
The flying swords kept colliding with each other. Countless sword lights collided with each other, giving off dazzling lights.
Occasionally, some flying swords missed, leaving marks of different depths on the mountain and the belly of the sword boat.
The disciples of the Aoyama Sect were protected by the sword boat, and the disciples of the Western Sea Sword School were protected by the Black Rock Mountain. The battle was in a deadlock.
Suddenly, two flying swords flew out of the sword boat, one black and one white sword light, and bombarded the Black Rock Mountain.
The Black Rock Mountain was extremely hard, and it was supported by a formation. Even if the flying swords of the disciples of the Aoyama Sect hit it directly, they could only bring out some stone chips.
However, the two sword lights pierced through the mountain, and then collided with each other in the belly of the mountain, cutting the mountain in half!
With a loud rumbling sound, the Black Rock Mountain collapsed slowly. The disciples of the Western Sea Sword School screamed in surprise, riding their swords to escape to the surface of the sea.
Seeing this, the Cultivation practitioners in the distance were shocked speechless again.
The Elder of the North Brook Sect said in a trembling voice, "It's too powerful. It must be the Three-Foot Sword of the Immortal Yuan, right?"
He had never seen the Three-Foot Sword, but he remembered that Yuan Qijing was the Sword Justice of the Aoyama Sect, famous for his uprightness and outspokenness, and the Shanghai Peak was famous for its Black Mountain and White Snow, which matched the two sword lights.
Besides, who else could cut the Black Rock Mountain in half with such a formidable power except for Yuan Qijing?
"It's Mo Chi and Bai Rujing from the Tianguang Peak."
Bu Qiuxiao said expressionlessly, "They are both swordsmen in the Broken Sea State."
The crowd fell silent again.
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In the depths of the West Sea Islands.
A swordsman suddenly flew up, arriving along with the rain and wind of the sea.
He was the Elder of the Western Sea Sword School, who had cultivated deeply in the Broken Sea State for many years.
Seeing this scene, the Cultivation practitioners watching the fight finally became spirited.
The Sword Boat moved slightly, and a Taoist in indigo suddenly showed up in the sky, blocking the way of the Elder of the Western Sea Sword School.
The clear and beautiful sunlight sprinkled on his body, and suddenly six sword lights appeared in it.
The Sword of the Returning Sun.
The Sword Style of Six Dragons.
The sword lights flashed.
The Elder of the Western Sea Sword School was cut in half, falling down.
The Taoist in indigo flew back to the Sword Boat.
It was quiet in heaven and earth.
The Cultivation practitioners watching the fight were shocked speechless.
He Wei's face was livid, thinking that even he couldn't block this sword.
Bu Qiuxiao thought in silence that if he didn't have the Dragon-Tail Inkstone, he could only fight to a draw with this Taoist in indigo.
Two light sounds suddenly came over the quiet surface of the sea.
It was the sound of the two halves of the Elder of the Western Sea Sword School falling into the sea.
The Cultivation practitioners finally came to their senses from the shock.
Who was this Taoist in indigo?
What sword was this?
It was so powerful.
Even He Wei and Bu Qiuxiao didn't know the identity of this Taoist in indigo.
Nobody dared to make any more guesses, and they felt more reverence for the Aoyama Sect.
Everybody knew that the Aoyama Sword Sect was very powerful.
But, why didn't anybody know about this Taoist in indigo, who was so powerful?
Had the Aoyama Sect become so powerful?
Bu Qiuxiao turned his head to look at the thin and dark scholar on the Boat of Diligent Study.
This thin and dark scholar was Liu Shisui.
Liu Shisui said, "He is Guangyuan Zhenren of Shiyue Peak."
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(When I designed this plot last year, I liked the way the Aoyama Sword Boat was the most. The spaceship would shoot lasers and sweep the ground. When it encountered a fortress with a strong defense, it would fire the laser cannon and bombard it. It was so cool.)
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