"Well, you go down!" De Xun waved his hand impatiently, "I have my own opinions on how to act!"

"Yes!" Qi Ming shook his head and responded and flew to the side.

"What do you think of Fellow Daoist Hengming?" De Xun glanced at Qi Ming and turned to ask.

Heng Ming thought for a while and frowned and said, "What Fellow Daoist Qi said makes sense! But the question is, how can we bypass it? These 160,000 people are separated and eighty thousand are more likely to be defeated by the sword cultivator!"

"Don't listen to him nonsense!" De Xun said, "Although there are only a dozen sword cultivators ahead, there must be many hidden sword cultivators! Even if these dozen sword cultivators bypass these sword cultivators and go to explore the way behind them, there will be only a death ending! If you don't believe it, I will look forward. I bet that these disciples will never be able to return!"

"Hehe~" Heng Ming could only smile as if he was silly and didn't say more.

Everyone flew forward again. Sure enough, just two miles away, there were actually dozens of swordsmen in black sword suits in mid-air not far away, stopping in mid-air.

The dozens of swordsmen stand a little sparse, in groups of three or three, but the spacing between them is different, and the directions faced by each other are different! Even the heights of the standing of more than ten people in the air are not the same!

Only the old man standing at the highest point with a bitter face and a slightly hunched back facing the Dao Sect swordsman with a 160,000-year-old face!

Seeing the dense monks, the old man forced himself to stretch his waist and raised his arms again, as if he was loosening his bones. Then he said loudly: "I have been waiting here for a long time!"

"Qingfeng?" ordered the disciples to stop for the time being. Heng Mingfei came forward, looked around and said coldly, "There was a man named Qingjian the last time. Could it be your relative?"

Qingfeng blinked his eyes and snorted from his nose: "That's a sword friend from the Three Swordsmen, and he has nothing to do with me!"

"Whether it is related or not, the green sword has fallen!" Heng Ming pointed his hand and said, "Do you want to follow in the footsteps too?"

"Not bad!" A bitter smile appeared on Qingfeng's face, "I already had this idea when Senior Brother Cangyuan fell in the formation of the destruction of all directions!"

"Well. Yes, Cangyuan is also from the Yushan School, and it is your senior brother!" Heng Ming nodded, "But. My Dao Sect has always been compassionate. If you and Dao Xiu families have already suffered many casualties, it is better to stop and wait for the arrival of the Nascent Soul Master!"

De Xun and others were not far behind Heng Ming, and suddenly heard Heng Ming's words. Unconsciously, they turned their heads slightly and looked at Xiong Huasong. Xiong Huasong looked up at De Xun, narrowing his eyes slightly, and feeling a little thoughtful.

"Hahaha~" Qingfeng smiled at the sky, "The formation has come here, and you are still saying this. Do you... think I am a three-year-old child? It's really funny!!"

Heng Ming's face remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Previously, the Yin-Yang Sword Array and the Blade Five Elements Sword Array of your Huan Kingdom have caused tens of thousands of cultivators to fall into my Taoist sect. The 200,000 to 300,000 disciples who besieged my cultivators at this time are afraid that there is no strength to fight again? Previously, my Taoist sect's Ten-Term Destroy Formation also killed tens of thousands of disciples of sword cultivators, which is considered equal. It is reasonable for you and I to turn around! Now, your sword array... no matter how powerful it is, can it be more powerful than the first two sword arrays? Do you... have any extra disciples available?"

"Hahaha! Hengming, do you think my sword cultivator can only have disciples?" Qingfeng smiled, "Even if there are no disciples, I can kill you and wait!"

"Qingfeng, what kind of sword formation are you...!!!" Heng Ming hesitated for a moment and asked.

"I will naturally tell you the name of this sword formation!" Qingfeng bit his teeth, "But it's not now!"

"You are really a sword formation?" Heng Ming felt incredible, and his divine thoughts were slightly released. He looked up and down and saw no signs of sword light!

But Qingfeng did not answer his question, but looked up at the north side and said with some melancholy: "The years are gone, and the past is dead! I never thought that I could say so much nonsense to you! Moreover, this nonsense... actually made me feel very comfortable! In this life, I often wait until I lose it before I understand that it is really good to be normal!"

"What?" Heng Ming was shocked and hurriedly retreated. It was obvious that he had heard what Qingfeng said. Qingfeng had already made a decision!

"Buzz~" A roar came from the head of Qingfeng. The swordsman with burnt yellow skin showed his body dozens of feet above him. The swordsman was extremely strong, and the light was surging around him. The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around him quickly gathered towards the swordsman.

"I am Fan Fengyuan, Qiling Mountain, has been waiting for you here for a long time! Come, come, come, let you taste the power of my sword domain spirit-eating array!" As Fan Fengyuan said, his body grew sharply. As the light flashed, a pagoda of two or three meters was gradually revealed. The pagoda had seven layers, each layer was filled with inexplicable runes. Various colors of light flashed in the runes. A faint wave slowly spread to the surroundings with the flash of light. In a moment, it had crossed a hundred feet and continued to spread around!

"Spiritual Devouring Array?" Heng Ming finally knew the name of Qingfeng's sword formation, and looked at Xiong Huasong again while moaning.

Xiong Huasong was also a little surprised and did not understand the origin of the name of this formation!

"Kill!" Heng Ming thought for a while, waved his hand, and slapped his hand, holding the talisman in his hand, waiting to be displayed at any time!

"It's finally here!" Qingfeng whispered, pointing his hand, but saw a blue sword light flashing, hitting the swordsman facing him at the bottom!

A "pa~" sounded, and the swordsman didn't know whether he was killed by the sword energy or the swordsman received Qingfeng's instructions, and his entire body suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of blood and filth!

What's strange is that the flesh and blood did not fall, but as the sword light stirred, the flesh and blood gradually melted, turning into a pure dirty blood. The sword light penetrated into the dirty blood and turned into sword threads!

Immediately afterwards, Qingfeng's fingers waved one after another, and the sword light continued here. In a moment, except Qingfeng, the dozens of swordsmen disappeared and turned into dozens of dirty blood!

"Kill!" Although the monks were terrified, they still shouted, urging their magic weapons and attacked Qingfeng and others, hoping to kill this strange sword formation before it was stimulated!

Seeing this magic weapon flying over, Qingfeng's sad face appeared a smile, and he was muttering something like the magic tricks of the Daozong. With the mantra, the blue sword light around Qingfeng's body became even stronger...

"Clam~~" The huge sound of the sword sounded again in the silence!

The faces of the monks of the Taoist sect changed drastically like frightened birds. Many monks hurriedly looked at the place where the sword sounded. Sure enough, within a few miles, there was another sword light that soared into the sky and rushed out from the ground!

The Spirit-Devouring Array has taken shape!

"Ji" Just when everyone was distracted, Qingfeng stretched out his hand and escaped a pitch-black sword sac from his arms. He threw his hand and the sword sac fell in the air. As Qingfeng's true words were recited, a sword light hit the sword sac! It was like a monk sacrificing magic weapon, the sword sac emitted a green light!

"Buzz~" A faint sound came from the sword sac!

"Explode~" Qingfeng's eyes opened, and the sword light around him became loud. A "boom" sound suddenly appeared from Qingfeng's feet. The blood light quickly rolled around, and in the blink of an eye it wrapped Qingfeng, forming a violently rolling blood ball!

Above the blood group, the blue sword light was like runes, flowing continuously on it. Sometimes, the sword light also seeped into the blood group, appearing and disappearing!

"Woo~" The yellow pagoda that seemed to have been forgotten by everyone suddenly made a strange sound! An indescribable wave surrounds these blood balls!

"Kang!" The sword lights above the dozen blood balls roared at the same time, and the green sword light suddenly rushed out, connected together, and flew towards the green light on the sword bag!

"Buzz buzz buzz~" With the sword light, dozens of blood smudges hit the sword sac, and the sword sac became even louder and kept rolling, as if something was in a hurry to come out!

"Boom~" With a loud noise, it was Li Jijie's flying sword hitting the sword sac. The blood light on the sword sac was deeply hit by a big hole!

However, the big hole did not expand with the flying sword, but instead shrank rapidly, and the blood light entangled Li Jijie's flying sword!

"Huh?" Li Jijie frowned slightly. Just when he was about to take back the flying sword, there was another "bang" sound, and the entire sword sac exploded, and hundreds or even thousands of black flying objects the size of fists flew out from it!

The flying object is in the shape of a flat gourd. The front half is a head and the back half is a body. The head is the same size as the body, and there are two wings about two inches long above the body.

As soon as the flying object rushed out of the sword sac, the blood stains around him immediately rushed over, covering all the flying objects!

"Buzz~!" Blood stains fell on Feiwu's body and immediately penetrated into it. Hundreds of Feiwu's bodies flashed with dark light, as if they had taken ferocious spiritual herbs! And as the black light flashed, the Feiwu's belly gradually became bigger and his head gradually became smaller. In the end, the head was only as big as two fingers!

"Huh?" Li Jijie's flying sword was only retracted for more than half a foot. At this time, he saw the flying object mutated, and pinched the sword technique in his hand and stabbed it at the flying object!

The sword light was like lightning, and it instantly pierced the flying object's belly. It was about to pierce a flying object! But when Li Jijie was absolutely sure, the flying object suddenly turned around, and on his head, he became the size of a mung bean, flashing blood-red light, and he gnawed on the flying sword in one bite!

"Ah!" Li Jijie was stunned!
Chapter completed!