After the plan was set, everyone moved out in batches because the three Swordsman had already crossed the archway and were advancing towards them. It was as if they didn't know that there were only three of them. Or perhaps, the three tigers didn't care about the pack of wolves in front of them?
Chong Lou was in the middle, Lou Xiaoyi was at the bottom left, and White Tiger was at the bottom right …
Xue Yu who was flying couldn't help but sigh again. It was as if time had returned to twenty thousand years ago. The same three people were fearless in the face of the tide of winged people. They formed the famous battle formation — Crystal Formation!
This time, the serious Swordsman began to open up a path with their sword river!
The three of them released their flying swords at the same time. In the blink of an eye, more than ten million flying swords rolled over like the tide of the sea!
The tide of the universe was like a white line. One moment it was far away, and the next moment it was right in front of them!
From the beginning of the battle, the result was completely different from the masters'! In terms of cooperation, theoretically speaking, one person was the most perfect because there was no need for cooperation! The core idea was that the fewer people, the more the orthodoxy, and the more effective the cooperation!
The opposite was a group of so-called experts with different orthodoxies, different Daoists and Buddhists. Even if they were under the same Daoist sect, the seven Daoists weren't on the same path! Furthermore, there were four monks, five Hidden Wings, two Ancestral Shamans, and one Daoist traveler who didn't belong to the same path …
Therefore, it was impossible for them to form a complete line of defense against the rolling tide of swords! If any one of them was singled out, they would have their own methods. However, when nineteen of them were gathered together, they didn't have a suitable method. It was laughable, but it was the cruel truth!
This was also the reason why they had to split up!
Of course, being unable to effectively block them did not mean that they were in danger. It was nothing more than exchanging space for time. All they had to do was to spread out. When the swarm of flying swords really locked onto someone, that person would naturally have their own way to deal with it!
In the eyes of an ordinary person, the reaction of the old cultivators was really quick and decisive. Jue Mingzi's group of nine was in the middle of the tide of swords, heading towards Chong Lou in the middle!
The six members of the Kunlun Visitor's Daoist Group headed towards the bottom left corner. That should be where the White Tiger was!
Lü of the Prime Minister and the other three monks sank to the right. They had to deal with the real main character, the little shit stirrer Lou Xiaoyi.
The sword tide was truly too magnificent, and it almost blocked off everything. Divine sense, visual sense, and all other senses were unable to penetrate the ferocious sword qi tide!
The ordinary people could not see it, and the old cultivators in front could not see it either. Their direction was just a feeling! But sometimes, feelings can cause problems!
Jue Mingzi immediately gave a warning when he noticed that the sword tide was blocking his Divine Sense.
"Attention! They might be able to attack one wing! "
Concentrating firepower on a single point was the simplest and most effective strategy. From the scuffles of street gangsters fighting for territory, to the wars in the mortal world, and then to the group wars in the cultivation world, this strategy had never been outdated. On the contrary, it became more and more sophisticated. This was because only with the instantaneous movement ability of cultivators could they achieve a perfect joint attack to the greatest extent.
The question was, was it the left? Right?
There was no trace of them! The people present were all old foxes, and each of them used their own methods and magic. Some opened their Heavenly Eyes, some used their Divine Sense, and some released their Divine Sense. For a moment, the entire sword tide was filled with all kinds of magic. There was only one result: mutual interference, and no one was better off!
But there were also some powerful ones. At the same time, a few people shouted, "Right wing! Right wing! "
It was indeed difficult to guess, because the three Swordsman were mixed in with the tens of thousands of sword lights. They themselves had become sword lights, and it was difficult to distinguish them at the first moment! The key was that it was meaningless to distinguish them too late, because the attack had already begun!
The right wing was the direction of White Tiger. In the sword tide, Chong Lou and Lou Xiaoyi appeared at the left and right of White Tiger at the same time. This was through the horizontal movement of the sword tide, and did not involve space, so the opponent's Spatial Perception was useless! In such a high-level battle, the more powerful the skill, the more useful it was not. Sometimes, clumsy methods could catch the opponent off guard!
White Tiger opened his mouth, and his body changed shape with his mouth. A ferocious and fierce White Tiger appeared with a roar. This was not a sword skill, but his innate ability, Roaring Tiger's Body!
With his tens of thousands of years of cultivation, this roar was able to disturb the mind, move the sound, create chaos, and pierce the soul. With just this roar, the area in front of him became a forbidden area for spells. Within a few breaths, the defensive spells of the few Taoists in this area became ineffective.
But this was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that White Tiger's huge body followed his roar. Wherever his roar went, his body would follow!
The battle had just begun, and this old White Tiger had already started to close in on them without any regard for his life!
This was beyond the expectations of the few Taoists on the right wing. But everyone had a reverse scale. If they ran when you roared, how would they survive in the future? If it was a mortal being roared at by a tiger, it would be normal for them to turn around and run. They were not inferior to White Tiger in terms of strength, so how could they be scared?
At this moment, their companions around them warned them. By the time they wanted to react, it was too late!
Under the huge White Tiger's neck, two people were hanging. When the White Tiger pounced into the group of Taoists, the two people had already jumped down and leaped out! They still did not have flying swords. They were like two hooligans holding kitchen knives in the market!
Their flying swords could not be used now because the three of them had to maintain the ten million level sword tide! If they used their flying swords here, the sword tide would definitely weaken, and the ten or so Taoists would instantly surround them. Therefore, with their flying swords outside, everyone would use their swords to attack!
White Tiger was in charge of blocking, and the two humans were in charge of killing! The time left for them was very short, just three breaths. The two of them had to choose the easiest opponent in this short period of time. They could not be timid, nor could they be greedy. This was a test of their wills that had been through hundreds of battles!
One left and one right, cut down in a cross!
The body turned into a long rainbow, and the killing intent was high. The wind blew like scissors!
Yang Xiaotian mixed in with the group of Taoists. An immortal artifact floated in front of him and spun randomly above his head. That stupid White Tiger thought that this could scare off a cultivator like him. It was really blinded by lard!
He had a lot of immortal artifacts, so many that he had to consider the effect that he could achieve before throwing them out! The so-called throwing immortal artifacts to kill people was actually a joke. There was a limit to how many immortal artifacts a mortal cultivator could use. It was like a small horse pulling a big carriage. If you were not satisfied with pulling one, how many more would you want to pull?
The one he threw out now was a treasure of the Immortal Court that was specially used to restrain disobedient demonic beasts. It was called the Horsewhip. In fact, it was an old item that needed to be replaced. In the end, it ended up in his hands.
No matter how old it was, it was still an immortal artifact!
Once the Horsewhip was used, any beast would not be able to withstand three whips. They would definitely become weak and obedient. Therefore, he actually did not feel any pressure in this battle. It was an easy task, but he had mobilized a lot of people!
He had just lashed out with the whip when he received a warning in his mind. Almost at the same time, two bright lights cut down from the left and right of his body!
He realized the danger, but he had already lost the time to react! He only had time to crush the life-saving immortal talisman in his hand!
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