Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

After saying that, he raised his sword and rushed towards the sky. After standing still in mid-air, he released the flying sword, made a hand gesture and pointed to the sky.

"Crack——!"

As a bolt of lightning struck the sword, the flying sword suddenly grew rapidly in size, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a giant sword over two hundred feet long.

The next moment, a whirring sound was heard, and a blue flame suddenly ignited on the giant sword.

Where the flame burned, the space suddenly twisted, which showed how high the temperature was. If you looked closely, you could see the deep blue electric light in the flame.

As a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, his attacks were naturally powerful. As soon as the giant sword took shape, he immediately tilted it and slashed it down, slashing towards the fog in front of him. Wherever it passed, the fog immediately made a sizzling sound and rose and dissipated.

Although the giant sword was huge, its speed was not slow at all. In the blink of an eye, it fell from the fog to the ground with a loud bang.

Wherever it passed, it left a blue flame tail in the air, with blue flames rising and burning inside. The plague insects that followed immediately let out a shrill scream and were instantly burned to ashes by the flames.

This single sword strike killed at least a thousand plague insects.

Then, the giant sword was raised again and swept across the air. The tremendous power set off a violent hurricane, and the fog was blowing continuously.

"Puff puff--"

Before the plague insects touched the giant sword, they were roasted by the high temperature on it. The sword followed closely behind, sweeping the fragments of the plague insects into ashes.

After one sword strike, countless insect corpses and ashes fell to the ground, and a very beautiful blue ring appeared in the sky.

This sword cleared a large area of ​​space in the sky, but then more plague insects came like a tide, and a series of crackling sounds were heard.

The flames were instantly devoured by the plague insects, and the empty space was instantly filled with a dense swarm of insects. The sight of it was so frightening that it made one's scalp tingle.

At the same time, the other three Yuanying early stages also took action.

Lu Jiang held a white long sword in his hand, and slashed out sword lights about a hundred feet wide to kill the enemy from a distance. There was also purple thunder attached to the surface of the sword light. Wherever it passed, the plague insects were cut into two pieces and fell down in large pieces.

The long sword in Qiao Qingyang's hand glowed with golden light, and a sharp aura suddenly rose. As he raised his hand and slashed, the long sword suddenly turned into a golden light hundreds of feet long, and chopped down like a long whip. In an instant, hundreds of plague insects turned into countless pieces with a hiss.

Yanshan pinched the sword gesture with his hand, and the flying sword turned into a three-inch white light, and rushed directly into the insect swarm, weaving back and forth. The flying sword was like threading a candied haws, and wherever it passed, countless plague insects fell like rain.

Jiang Han was not idle either. He held the Thunder Sword in his hand and also swung out a hundred-foot sword light to kill the enemy. However, his sword light was much faster than Lu Jiang's. Often, as soon as the sword light appeared, a large area in front of him would instantly become empty. His killing speed was faster than that of several Yuanying stage sword cultivators.

With the addition of several people, plus twenty thunder prison formations outside the shield, a thunder defense line was formed. The plague insects that rushed in were killed by the thunder in the thunder prison before they could take a few steps forward.

Even if a slightly stronger plague insect rushed in, it would be killed by several people.

In an instant, everyone formed a torrent defense line. Countless plague insects rushed in as fast as a flood, but not a single one could reach the shield.

Seeing this, Jiang Han finally felt relieved and had time to look at the other people. It was the first time for him to see so many Nascent Soul cultivators fighting against the enemy together, and he couldn't help but feel curious.

But as he watched, he gradually frowned. Each of Fang Yun's attacks could sweep away a large number of plague insects, and the power seemed extremely strong.

But when he looked closely, he found that when the giant sword swept through, the insects would quickly open and close their mouthparts before dying, frantically gnawing at the blue flames on the giant sword.

After each sword strike, the blue flame thunder would be extinguished a lot, and Fang Yun needed to continuously supply spiritual energy to replenish the flame. In just a short while, Fang Yun had actually begun to absorb spirit stones to maintain spiritual energy.

"No wonder Qiao Qingyang and Lu Jiang both fought with sword light. It must be because of this bug."

The reason why Fang Yun dared to kill insects with the sword was naturally because of the blue flame on the sword. With the flame, the plague insects could not get close to the sword at all, and it would only cost them more spiritual power.

But what's going on with Yanshan? How dare he fight the enemy directly with a flying sword?

Jiang Han looked over and soon discovered that Yanshan's flying sword was actually a second-grade heavenly flying sword!

"Heavenly Flying Sword..."

With a thought, he made a sword gesture with his hand, and the Thunder Sword suddenly shrank into a three-inch small sword, transformed into a black light, and rushed towards the insect swarm.

The expressions of the other people changed. Just as they were about to say something, they suddenly remembered that Jiang Han's flying sword was given to him by the sect leader himself, it was the eighth-grade magic weapon of the heavenly rank, the Thunder Sword!

Several people immediately swallowed their words and looked at the purple light enviously as it rapidly penetrated the insect swarm like lightning.

"Kakaka-"

Wherever the purple light passed, there was a sudden explosion of lightning, and all the insect corpses turned into ashes and disappeared.

At the same time, countless gnawing sounds were transmitted from the sword body into Jiang Han's mind. Those were the sounds of plague insects gnawing at the sword body.

But even though they bit and tore at it desperately, the Thunder Sword remained completely unscathed, and its speed didn't even slow down at all.

"As expected, only a Heavenly Grade magical flying sword can withstand the bites of plague insects."

Jiang Han's mind moved, and the Thunder Sword suddenly grew in size, turning into a giant thunder sword fifty feet long. Under his spiritual control, it swept through the insect swarm with a roar.

Originally, Jiang Han's insect-killing speed was faster than that of several Yuanying early-stage cultivators. Now, when the giant sword came out, his insect-killing speed suddenly increased dozens of times. Large groups of plague insects were swept to death by the giant sword. His insect-killing speed actually caught up with Fang Yun!

"What a powerful divine consciousness!" Fang Yun was secretly shocked as he looked at the giant thunder sword.

As we all know, the larger the magic weapon is, the more spiritual power and thoughts it consumes when operating it, and it is more difficult to control and less precise.

This is why sword cultivators like to reduce their flying swords to three inches or even one inch in size when fighting against enemies. Manipulating the flying sword in this way not only makes it faster and more lethal, but also more accurate.

But Jiang Han did the opposite and changed the flying sword to a size of fifty feet. Although this move was more lethal to the plague insects, it required at least ten times more spiritual power to operate it!

Even if he were to do it, he could only achieve this level at best, and it would not last long.

Jiang Han is only in the middle stage of Jindan. No matter how strong his spiritual power is, can it be stronger than him?

"Young man, you are too reckless..."

There are more plague insects than what we see in front of us. Millions of plague insects are blocked behind the fog and have not rushed in for the time being.

No matter how strong the divine power is, if it continues to attack for such a long time, it will eventually be exhausted.

Even when he was attacking, he had to be extremely careful to conserve his spiritual energy. How many sword strikes could Jiang Han, who disregarded consumption and only pursued power, really strike out?