Jing Jiu's voice came to the ground from the high sky like a sword sound, and then spread out.
There was an uproar in Zhaoge City. Everybody was stunned.
Wasn't the Sword Formation of Slaying Fairies something in the legends? Like the Rosefinch, it had lost its inheritance a long time ago; but why did it reappear in the hands of Jing Jiu?
The disciples of the Zhongzhou School had a more complicated emotion. The name of the Sword Formation of Slaying Fairies … was an ominous omen for them.
The swordsmen of various sects were more surprised by another matter.
It was that the Fairy Lady Bai Ren couldn't get rid of this seemingly simple sword formation.
It was because the Sword Formation of Slaying Fairies set up by Jing Jiu was exceedingly powerful, but the controller of the sword formation had to be able to detect the whereabouts of the Fairy Lady Bai Ren.
If one looked at the sun in the sky from a mountain, how could one know how far the sun was from them?
If one couldn't even know the distance, how could one determine the position of the opponent?
Lian Sanyue had demonstrated an incredible Cultivation state and fighting prowess that day, and could be considered the strongest swordsman in Chaotian; but she still had no chance of winning against the Fairy Lady Bai Ren. How could Jing Jiu achieve such a feat?
It suddenly occurred to them that he might be the Immortal Jingyang, and they vaguely understood something.
It was true that Jing Jiu had succeeded in ascension before. Though he was sneak-attacked by Bai Ren and forced to return to Chaotian, and his Cultivation state was not high, he had possessed a consciousness beyond the scope of this world. In terms of the level of consciousness, he was the only person in Chaotian who could be compared to Bai Ren.
"Do you think you can kill me this way?"
Bai Ren said this calmly while looking at Jing Jiu outside the sword formation, and then she waved her sleeve slightly.
An indescribably strong pressure spread in all directions along with the extremely faint metal wind. The few strands of clouds falling from the sky were instantly turned into nothingness.
It was quiet in the sky above Zhaoge City, except for the boundless dark clouds, which looked like a huge iron plate pressing down on everything, giving off a depressing feeling.
The faint golden wind looked intoxicating, but it was many times more dreadful than the Chaotic Wind in the high sky. Wherever it passed, nothing could survive.
The blood-red sword light of the Thoughtless Sword grew dimmer instantly.
The body of the Sword of the Universe started to burn fiercely; it was no longer as desolate as before.
The First Child Sword was covered with a layer of dust; it didn't look as desolate anymore.
The Lone Sword was the most unbearable. It had already begun to dodge before the metal wind reached its body, but it couldn't avoid it completely. Specks of rust appeared on its incomparably smooth body, making it look extremely ugly.
The Spiritual Qi of the four immortal flying swords was instantly damaged, and the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation was naturally not as powerful as before, and its killing intent was greatly weakened.
Obviously, Bai Ren only had to attack a few more times before she could break out of the formation.
Because this was not the complete version of the Fairy Slaying Sword Formation.
He also needed a sword.
Jing Jiu entered the Celestial Slaying Sword Formation.
His body movement was like that of an immortal or a ghost. He appeared every time he was more than ten miles away. Like a twinkling star, he occupied seventeen star positions in a row. He arrived in front of Bai Ren and pointed his finger at the spot between her eyebrows.
He was the sharpest and most powerful sword in Chaotian.
As the All in One Sword slashed open the path of stars, the God-slaying Sword Formation became stable again and even more powerful. Its murderous nature had also increased by many folds.
The Thoughtless Sword and the other three flying swords moved along with Jing Jiu, their sword wills coming out and pointing at Bai Ren.
Bai Ren didn't show any fear. Her hands bloomed like a lotus flower, exuding a large amount of fairy energy.
The four formidable flying swords arrived and landed on the layer of fairy energy, leaving only four shallow marks on it.
The four sword marks formed a "Yi" character.
Jing Jiu pointed his finger at the center of the "Yi" character.
An ear-piercing cutting sound rang out. Countless sparks shot up in the sky and dropped down to the ground like a waterfall of fire. However, the sparks vanished without a trace after falling a few hundred feet.
Bai Ren said to Jing Jiu through the sparks in the sky, "These swords are not enough. If you hadn't given her the fairy energy, we might have had a chance. "
Jing Jiu pulled back his right hand.
The fairy energy was only half a foot thick, but it seemed to be the most powerful barrier in heaven and earth; it was impossible to break through it.
Jing Jiu said, "It's not enough. I'll give you more."
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After the Fairy Lady Bai Ren arrived, Yue Qianmen and the other three valley masters stopped pursuing Taiping Zhenren and returned to their respective cloud boats under the command of Bai Zhenren.
The fighting scene in the sky was shocking. Even though they were swordsmen in the Lianxu State, they were still in a trance.
It was then that they received the latest order from Bai Zhenren; they couldn't help but feel startled. Yue Qianmen objected to it, which was rare for him to do.
The Fairy Lady Bai Ren would kill Jing Jiu soon, and then Lian Sanyue, Jing Yao and all the enemies of the Zhongzhou School would come.
Intimidated by her, Bu Qiuxiao and Zen Master didn't dare make a move. Even if the Aoyama Sect had hidden some swordsmen in Zhaoge City, they wouldn't dare make a move.
Why did she break her promise and order the cloud boats to attack Zhaoge City?
Bai Zhenren was the only one who knew that it was because the Fairy Lady had been forced out of Bai Zao's body by Lian Sanyue and couldn't stay in Chaotian for too long, so she had to leave.
If the Fairy Lady left, the situation would change. The Zhongzhou School had to seize the opportunity to take control of the Great Formation of the royal palace and kill Jing Yao, so that everything would be settled in the end.
No matter what Yue Qianmen and the other elders thought, the Immortal Tan had already left Zhaoge City, and the Zhongzhou School would be under the control of Bai Zhenren.
A dozen cloud boats started moving again, heading toward Zhaoge City at a faster and faster speed, bringing up a great amount of strong wind.
Bu Qiuxiao was the first to notice the commotion in the south of the city, feeling furious.
The Immortal Tan and Jing Jiu had agreed that the Zhongzhou School and the Aoyama Sect would win three out of five fights. It was only the third fight. Even if the Fairy Lady Bai Ren was undefeatable, what about the Immortal Tan?
As the House Master of Yimaozhai, he couldn't allow such a betrayal to happen. He picked up the Dragon-Tail Inkstone, ready to lead the disciples into the royal palace.
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The cloud boats of the Zhongzhou School seemed to be on the horizon a moment ago, but they arrived in Zhaoge City in the next moment.
The three cloud boats in the front had even entered the territory of the royal palace.
The scene looked exceedingly dreadful against the backdrop of the dark clouds.
The people who were paying attention to the fight in the high sky didn't notice the unusual phenomenon until now, screaming in surprise.
The divine crossbows on the city wall raised their heads slowly and shot the arrows into the sky. The arrows exploded in the belly of the cloud boats, creating a series of green glows.
The disciples of the Zhongzhou School employed their magic treasures to block the arrows, covering the sky and covering the earth.
The two Sir Golden Ox and Sir Golden Ox eyed each other, saying nothing.
The Great Formation of the royal palace had been destroyed by the fight between Lian Sanyue and the Fairy Lady Bai Ren, so it couldn't keep those cloud boats out. The royal palace was on the verge of being occupied. They had no choice but to fight to the death. Who could have thought that Bai Zhenren could be so ruthless and shameless?
In the restaurant, Qing 'er asked nervously while looking at the cloud boats in the sky, "What should we do now? What should we do?"
Yin San suddenly turned to the south, exclaiming with furrowed brows, "He's even crazier than me!"
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The dark clouds in the sky were as calm as a carpet.
All of a sudden, a thin thread of cloud appeared in the clouds; it looked like a strand of hair curling up from a distance.
Only those Cultivation practitioners with good eyesight could find that the tip of the thread of cloud was a sword.
The sword was quite ordinary, devoid of anything special; it was so ordinary that it didn't attract anyone's attention when it appeared.
The sword dropped down from the clouds and landed on the cloud boat in the front. It wasn't until it was close to the cloud boat that the disciples of the Zhongzhou School discovered it.
The Zhongzhou School thought that the disciples of the Aoyama had finally arrived, so they were cheered up. The formation at the head of the boat was activated, and a green light shot toward the sword.
With a light "pa" sound, the flying sword was directly sent flying, and then fell into the ruins of the palace wall like a stone.
The disciples of the Zhongzhou School on the cloud boat were taken aback when they saw that the sword had blocked the attack of the disciples of the Aoyama so easily.
The chief of the valley said in a mocking tone, "How dare you come here to make a fool of yourself?"
It was then that another thin thread came out from the bottom of the calm clouds, and the tip of the thread was an ordinary flying sword.
In the next moment, ten, a hundred, a thousand, and countless thin threads came out from the bottom of the calm clouds.
The tip of each thin thread was a flying sword!
At the moment, the clouds looked like a piece of gray felt that had been used for many years, with countless ends of the threads growing out from it.
Countless flying swords pierced through the clouds and dropped down from the sky!
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Seeing this, the chief of the valley turned pale, and yelled sternly, "Defend!"
The cloud boat activated the formation to the maximum. The disciples of the Zhongzhou School didn't have time to worry about the divine crossbows shooting at them from the rear. They used all their magic treasures to block the countless flying swords falling down from the sky.
Countless surprised screams broke out in Zhaoge City. The people were terrified to the extreme. In their eyes, there was nothing else in heaven and earth except for the swords!
Swords! Swords were everywhere!
Countless swords fell down like raindrops, and the whistling of the swords could be heard everywhere.
The formidable sword wills seemed to be able to pierce through the heaven and earth!
It was like a violent thunderstorm; there was no way an umbrella could block it!
In an instant, the formation of the cloud boat collapsed, and the spiritual sails were torn to pieces!
A flying sword pierced deeply into the deck of the boat, creating a crack. Soon after, more swords fell down and cut the deck into pieces.
The wood shavings and iron pieces were flying everywhere in the cloud boat, mixed with blood and horrible screams.
The disciples of the Zhongzhou School died in the rain of swords one after another!
The chief of the valley let out a desperate roar and activated all his Cultivation state, thrusting toward the sky.
The rain of swords in the sky sensed his formidable power and deviated slightly, as if they were blown by the wind. As a result, the rain on his side became heavier.
Boom! Hundreds of flying swords pierced through his body, giving off a muffled sound.
In an instant, this powerful swordsman in the Lianxu State turned into a puff of bloody mist!
In a few seconds, the cloud boat was riddled with holes by the rain of swords in the sky, falling apart and falling to the ground like a dead whale.
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In the high sky.
Beneath the dark clouds.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Countless flying swords came out of the clouds one after another, brushing past Jing Jiu and Bai Ren, heading toward Zhaoge City.
Seeing this, Bai Ren asked with a cold expression in her eyes, "What is this?"
Jing Jiu asked, "Have you ever heard of a sword style called 'falling from the sky'?"
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