Chapter 256 Sword Rain (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

"Brother, the opponent is strong, evacuate quickly." Under the shock of the flying knife gourd, the monk with scars on his shield was immediately shocked enough. He did not stop for a moment. After saying hello, he turned around and fled to the back, which seemed quite decisive.

"Brother, don't panic. It's just the first three attacks of Lingli. Don't worry. Don't forget our responsibilities." Another monk who was fighting fiercely with Sun Mingsheng flashed a panic look.

In a two-on-two situation, he was not afraid at all. Even if he didn't win in the end, he could evacuate while ensuring his own safety.

But this foreign monk was not only strong on the outside, but also very timid. He was at a disadvantage in the first attack and was ready to use the power of the formation to escape.

"Brother, hold on for a while. I will come to rescue you as soon as I return to the sect to seek support." This top-grade cultivator not only did not stop for a moment, but turned around and disappeared without a trace along with the sound of his words.

Seeing this extremely strange situation, Sun Mingzeng not only did not continue to entangle, but took the initiative to distance the two sides, fearing that the other party would change his mind.

The goal of their trip was to break out of the range of the formation as soon as possible and cause the greatest damage to the inside of the formation as much as possible.

Of course, the premise of breaking out of the formation is that the formation as a whole suffers a devastating blow, and everyone enters Baosi Lingshan together.

Sun Mingsheng has a very clear understanding of his own strength. If only the two of them broke into Baosi Lingshan by chance, it is more likely that they would die in vain and waste their lives.

"Brother, go all out and ask for credit from the Beast Taming Sect with his head." A fleeting light flashed in Sun Mingsheng's eyes.

Under the order of the Beast Taming Sect, entering the Nine Palaces, Eight Diagrams, and Hundred Immortals Formation to carry out destructive attacks, naturally there are some rewards issued.

In order to let Sun Xunmu rest assured to retreat in the cave to break through the second level of foundation building, Sun Shengyuan and the other two signed a written agreement with the Beast Taming Sect on the spot, at least killing two foundation building cultivators in the battle.

Since entering the range of the formation, the three foundation building cultivators of the Sun family have been scattered, and have been barely protecting themselves, and have no ability to kill the cultivators of the Illusionary Spirit Sect.

Now that the opponent has a timid and cowardly teammate, the opportunity has come automatically, and from the current situation, there are not too many crises hidden. Sun Mingsheng, who has always been good at seizing opportunities, will naturally not give up.

"Flying knife gourd, cut" Sun Mingzeng did not say it clearly, but responded with actual actions. He pointed with both hands, and the flying knife gourd turned flexibly, and a very rich white spiritual power was ejected from the mouth of the gourd, wrapping the three flying blades in it.

This spiritual power is like a tonic for the flying blade. After swallowing it up in no time, it turned into three streams of light and flew towards the monk who was fighting with Sun Mingsheng.

The effectiveness of the three flying blades is unquestionable. They can easily leave three obvious scars and cracks on the shield, and naturally leave three piercing wounds on the monk's body.

Unfortunately, the monk was entangled by Sun Mingsheng and could not get away for a while. He could only watch the approach of the flying blades and reluctantly sacrificed two spiritual talismans in succession to form a yellowish-brown defensive light shield, and then he was slightly relieved.

Unfortunately, the sharpness of the three flying blades far exceeded that of normal spiritual weapons. They also had some restraining effect on the defensive light shield. The three holes that were only as thick as arms appeared, but there was no direct damage to the light shield as a whole.

It didn't take much time to break through the two light shields in succession. At this time, the only remaining monk of the Huanling Sect showed a look of despair on his face.

He tried several times to use the power of the formation to get rid of Sun Mingsheng's entanglement, but failed under Sun Mingzeng's repeated entanglement.

"Since the two Taoist friends are so determined, how about going on the road together?" At the last moment, the only remaining cultivator actually showed a smile and fearless madness.

"The life of the Taoist friend has come to the last moment, why bother to resist? We are just borrowing your head for use." Sun Mingzeng was naturally unwilling to suffer a loss.

"Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Hundred Immortals Formation, at the cost of my blood and flesh, summon Guangchengzi Immortal Venerable to appear, the formation is running, and the sword rain destroys the enemy." The cultivator of Huanling Sect did not resist, sitting cross-legged in the formation, reversing the practice method, cracks on his flesh, a large amount of blood gushed out, soaking the entire earth, and a strong smell of blood filled the not-too-wide battle area between the two sides.

Guangchengzi is a famous ancient immortal god, ranked in the immortal class, with the same lifespan as the heaven and earth, and the same light as the sun and the moon. He is good at using an immortal sword to kill enemies thousands of miles away.

This Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams Hundred Immortals Formation is just a phantom of Guangchengzi immortal god, which is naturally incomparable to the immortal god's body, and even less than one ten-thousandth of its power.

But this is a famous third-level upper-grade formation after all, and the people it is used to kill are just some minor foundation-building cultivators.

"Swoosh" With the flash of a spiritual light, a huge head fell off the flesh of this Huanlingmen cultivator, which had not yet completely collapsed, and appeared at Sun Mingsheng's feet under the traction of magic power.

A pair of eyes on the head were glaring, and he still looked unwilling to die. It was precisely because of the loss of the core part of the head on the cultivator's body that the power of the sword rain he summoned at the cost of his life would be greatly reduced.

"Mingsheng, the sword energy is approaching, pay attention to protection." After Sun Mingzeng finished his body shape, he took out a water-blue flag, which was the second-level medium-grade spiritual weapon Dingshui Flag that he also got in the cave of the old man Qiansou.

Dingshui Flag is a spiritual weapon that has both offensive and defensive auxiliary functions and is suitable for a variety of different battle scenes. The Dingshui Flag appears here naturally for protection.

I saw its huge flag unfolding in the wind, and layers of water-blue light shields appeared around it, directly wrapping Sun Mingzeng in circles, making it airtight, and it looked extremely short and weird.

"Fire Rock Shield, out, black striped ants, gather, shield formed" After feeling the sharp and constantly condensing sword energy around him, Sun Mingsheng naturally did not dare to be careless.

The only second-level inferior fire-attribute defense shield, the Fire Rock Shield, turned into a fiery red light and shadow, spinning wildly around Sun Mingsheng.

A gap opened in the spirit beast bag on his waist, and a large number of black-striped ants gathered together, forming four black shields with dim light in an instant, defending from the front, back, left and right.

In this short period of time, arm-length spirit swords condensed with spirit power appeared around the two of them, and each spirit sword was surrounded by more than three sword qi. In a not-so-large area, there was raging sword qi everywhere, constantly cutting the blank space in the large formation around them.