Cultivation: Start with a Spiritual Plant Space

The black-robed youth and others were overjoyed when they saw thousands of geniuses besieging them.

They were already in a desperate situation, but now not only were they saved, they also had a chance to fight back, so they immediately sharpened their knives and were eager to give it a try.

But how could Li Fan give these defeated men a chance to turn the tables? While controlling the flying sword, he used the simplified version of the "flying shuttle" to attack again.

The "flying shuttle" turned into countless streams of light and instantly sank into the sea of ​​consciousness of the remaining twenty or so disciples of Xuanfeng Valley.

All the disciples instantly held their heads and wailed, bleeding from all seven orifices and died.

Even the strong-minded young man in black robe was not spared.

Before he could react, he felt a flash of light before his eyes and a sharp pain in his sea of ​​consciousness. The next second, his eyes widened and he died.

Instantly killed more than twenty cultivators in the late Qi training stage.

This scene shocked all the geniuses present so much that they were stunned and forgot to attack for a moment.

The leader of the Qingyun Sect and the black-robed youth were close friends. Furious, he shouted, "Brothers, avenge Brother Zhang Yang!"

Without hesitation, he immediately called on the disciples of Qingyun Sect to form a sword formation.

The Qingyun Sect's sword formation is different from the Xuanfeng Valley's formation. It has extremely tacit coordination and its power is even more astonishing.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect quickly changed positions with uniform movements, and the long swords in their hands echoed with each other, emitting bursts of green light.

In the sword formation, spiritual power surged like a tide, and the light intertwined into a huge circular light shield, like a scorching blue sun, so bright that it was difficult for people to open their eyes.

The powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy made the surrounding air emit a "sizzling" sound, which was frightening.

The group of geniuses couldn't help but praise: "This Qingyun Sect's sword formation is truly extraordinary!"

With such a large formation leading the charge, the other geniuses followed suit, all wanting to get a piece of the pie in this battle. After all, the rewards offered by the four city lords were extremely generous.

However, facing the powerful Qingyun Sect sword formation, Li Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of disdain.

With a thought, the flying sword slowly rose up and hovered in the air, instantly overwhelming with pressure.

Without hesitation, the flying sword shot out like an arrow, piercing straight towards the shining sword formation, at such a speed that people had no time to react.

However, the Qingyun Sect's sword formation is worthy of being the Qingyun Sect's killer move. The disciples cooperate seamlessly and the sword power is continuous.

In contrast to each other, the powerful energy of the foundation-building period actually erupted.

The sword formation shone brightly, and every attack was as powerful as thunder, carrying the momentum to destroy everything, as if it could crush everything in the world.

Li Fan was unable to take it down in a short time. He saw sparks flying and spiritual power surging where the flying sword collided with the sword formation.

But he was not in a hurry. Seeing other geniuses attacking from other directions, he quickly controlled his flying sword to turn back and fight the enemy.

These geniuses who were not protected by the sword formation were in trouble. The flying swords shuttled back and forth, and blood splattered wherever they went.

The brave man who was rushing in the front was pierced by the flying sword and his head was blown off instantly before he could use his special skills.

In a short while, corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed like a river not far away.

Li Fan ignored it completely, his eyes were cold, and he controlled the flying sword to continue to ruthlessly reap the lives of the enemies, as if the god of death had descended.

It can be said that one sword once blocked a million soldiers, and frightened all the geniuses and made them retreat.

But at this time, the Qingyun Sect took the opportunity to command the sword formation to attack. Wherever the sword formation passed, the wind whistled and the surrounding air was squeezed to make a sharp explosion.

The space began to distort, the palace ground began to shatter, and debris flew everywhere.

Seeing that Li Fan was in danger, Ji Moxue and others rushed over with their weapons to help resist the attacks of the other geniuses.

Ji Moxue's swordsmanship was sharp, his sword was like a swimming dragon, full of murderous intent, and the sword shadow flashed, so elegant and ethereal that it made the already frightened Tianjiao hesitate.

But then someone saw that the Qingyun Sword Formation was restraining Li Fan and shouted, "What are you afraid of? We have more people, and Li Fan is also restrained. Charge!"

This shout ignited all the geniuses, and they all rushed forward roaring.

Liu Ruyan was not willing to be outdone. Her dance ribbon danced like a spirit snake, seemingly gentle but actually fierce. Once entangled, the enemy would find it difficult to break free. Her dance was enchanting and charming.

Qingxue kept silent, waving his spear, the tip of the spear flashing with a cold light, and his momentum was unstoppable.

The three great geniuses managed to contain the tide of angry geniuses.

Zhao Tianming wanted to go forward to help, but was forcibly held back by Zhao Tianyang: "If you don't want to die, don't go over there."

Qian Zhirou and others were so frightened that they dared not move.

What Zhao Tianyang said was true. With their level of cultivation, they were like ants in this battle.

The Luo Xinkou brothers, Zhan Zhenbei and others stood in the distance and watched coldly, intending to take advantage of the situation in the end.

Luo Xinkou wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by Zhan Zhenbei: "Can you defeat the Qingyun Sword Formation? Do you want to take the credit?" Luo Xinkou calmed down and watched the situation develop.

And his little green tea brother jumped up and down happily: "Kill him quickly, why is he still alive?"

Li Fan had no time to pay attention to them. At this time, the Qingyun Sword Formation had arrived.

The chief of Qingyun Sect shouted loudly: "Haha, Li Fan, today is the day you die!"

He held the sword in both hands, the sword shone brightly, and he led the sword formation to attack with great momentum.

Li Fan looked at the aggressive Qingyun Sword Formation, a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes, but his fighting spirit was even stronger.

With a thought, he infused his soul power into the flying sword. The sword emitted a sharp chirp, its light radiated, and he roared, "Come on! Let's see whether your sword formation is more powerful, or my flying sword is stronger!"

In a moment, the Qingyun Sword Formation pounced like a ferocious beast. Li Fan controlled the flying sword to meet it. The two collided instantly, and light shone everywhere. The powerful impact force shocked everyone back.

Li Fan only felt a huge force coming from the sword formation, his sea of ​​consciousness surged, and he almost fainted.

But he gritted his teeth, fought hard, and regained a bit of clarity.

At this time, seeing the powerful Qingyun Sword Formation, the morale of the group of geniuses soared and they rushed forward madly.

The pressure on Ji Moxue and the other two girls suddenly increased, and they gradually felt exhausted.

Seeing the three women in danger, Li Fan's heart tightened, and he was distracted and pushed back a few steps by the sword formation.

At this time, the chief of Qingyun Sect laughed triumphantly and said, "Humph, Li Fan, you are nothing more than that!"

Li Fan glared at him and said through gritted teeth, "Don't be so proud, it's not over yet! Now I'll let you see the super-strong spiritual power of the Foundation Establishment Stage." As he spoke, he closed his eyes, concentrated his mind again, and put all his energy into the flying sword.

I saw flying swords dancing wildly in the air, engaging in a more intense confrontation with the sword formation.

At the same time, he struggled to condense the "flying shuttle" in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the surrounding space was pulled to form a huge vortex.

Due to the overload of spiritual power, Li Fan's face was as pale as paper and his breathing was as heavy as a bellows.

There was no other way. Condensing the super version of the "flying shuttle" required consuming a massive amount of spiritual power. He had consumed too much spiritual power before, making the condensation process extremely difficult.

But the situation was critical and he had to grit his teeth and persevere.

Time passed slowly, and the super version of the "shuttle" finally took shape in the sea of ​​consciousness.

God helps those who work hard, and luck is on his side.

But this also made him dizzy, and the originally sharp flying sword shook slightly.

This caused the sword formation to move closer.

But at this time, all the disciples in the Qingyun Sword Formation felt the powerful spiritual pressure.

The originally stable sword formation became disordered, and the disciples felt inexplicably panicked.