Mu Xue and Mu Xue

Lin Mo's expression was solemn and determined. He had quickly and methodically arranged the healing array he had carefully prepared.

The magic circle shone with a soft and mysterious light, as if it was accumulating strength, ready to provide protection for the injured comrades at any time.

After completing the arrangements, Lin Mo did not hesitate at all. He grabbed his cold sword and rushed towards the center of the battlefield like a brave and fearless cheetah.

After he rushed to the right position, he first observed the situation on the battlefield with his eyes as fast as lightning.

At the place where Jiang Hu Meng and Jiang He Meng were, the battle situation was one-sided and crushing.

The two of them were like gods of war on the battlefield, with fierce moves and each attack hitting the enemy accurately. The enemy had no power to fight back in front of them and was defeated step by step, just like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind.

However, on the battlefield where Chu Cixiao, Ye Shanyu and Yan Liyu were, the situation was much more complicated.

Previously, because of Xiu Zhiwei's "help", they had an absolute advantage, like three extremely sharp knives, piercing the enemy's heart, knocking the enemy dizzy and unable to defend themselves. The battle situation could almost be said to be a crushing victory.

However, the good times did not last long. When Xiu Zhiwei woke up, the situation suddenly changed drastically.

Xiu Zhiwei's attacks became extremely fierce and tricky. Each move contained powerful force, sweeping towards Chu Cixiao and the other three like a surging tide.

Relying on his special ability, Chu Cixiao's body was as agile as a ghost. He easily dodged and avoided Xiu Zhiwei's dense rain of attacks. Like a light feather, he could still maintain his trajectory in the storm.

But Ye Shanyu and Yan Liyu were not so lucky. They were hit by Xiu Zhiwei's fierce attack and had no power to fight back. They could only flee around like headless flies, looking miserable.

"I can't help much in this situation, so why not just..." An extremely bold idea suddenly flashed through Lin Mo's mind. Once this idea took shape, it burned in his heart like a prairie fire.

He was a man of swift action, always moving forward with action! Without hesitation, he reached into his magical storage and pulled out a spirit-level sword-killing array emitting the power of the stars.

This sword-killing formation looks extremely extraordinary, with complex and mysterious runes engraved on it. Those runes are faintly glowing, as if telling of its powerful power.

I thought Lin Mo would set up this sword killing formation on the spot as usual. After all, only in this way can the power of the formation be maximized.

However, what stunned everyone on the battlefield was that Lin Mo actually threw this extremely precious spiritual-level sword killing formation directly towards the center of the battlefield!

"Although the effect will be much smaller if I throw it out, this is what should be done in the current situation!" Lin Mo thought to himself.

He knew very well that the two uses of the magic circle had their own advantages and disadvantages. The first method was to set it up on the spot, just like planting a seed of infinite power on the battlefield. It could take root and sprout, releasing the power of the magic circle without reservation and bringing it to its full potential.

However, the second method, which is to throw it out directly like he is doing now, although it will cause the range, lethality and duration of the magic circle to be greatly reduced, but in the current complex and chaotic battle situation, this method that seems to have side effects is exactly the most appropriate.

If the range is too large, it would be terrible if friendly forces were accidentally injured. After all, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and the positions of friendly forces and enemies are difficult to control accurately in fierce battles.

Moreover, if this magic circle lasts too long, the enemy is likely to find a safe blind spot to hide in and not come out. Then this sword-killing formation will become a decoration. Not only will it be unable to effectively attack the enemy, but it may also hinder one's own actions.

Lin Mo was having a lot of fun throwing swords. The sword killing formations on the battlefield burst into dazzling light, accompanied by the impact of powerful star power.

Yan Liyu and Ye Shanyu who were trapped inside were suffering terribly.

"Lin Mo, oh my god! Don't you even look? We are still here! Come on, attack your teammates!" Yan Liyu shouted at Lin Mo at the top of his lungs while dodging the attacks of the sword-killing formation in a panic.

His face was covered in sweat and dirt, and his originally neat clothes had become tattered. His eyes showed both anger at Lin Mo's actions and worry about his own safety.

Lin Mo seemed not to hear Yan Liyu's cry, and continued to do his own thing and cast magic circles. His eyes were fixed on the battlefield, and he was thinking about giving the enemy a surprise attack, and he didn't care about Yan Liyu's life or death at all.

"Lin Mo, f*cking hell, are you a ****?" Yan Liyu cursed angrily. He now had to dodge Xiu Zhiwei's attack and deal with the sword killing array thrown by Lin Mo. He was in a desperate situation.

But he did not give up. He gritted his teeth and ran hard towards the direction where Lin Mo was.

Every step was full of hardship. His body was constantly impacted by the aftermath of the sword killing formation, and he suffered many new wounds. His clothes were soaked with blood.

However, with his unremitting efforts, he finally ran to Lin Mo's side.

As the second in the formation master class, Yan Liyu has a fairly deep understanding of formations.

Although this spiritual-level sword-killing formation was extremely powerful, with his experience and familiarity with the formation, escaping from it, although difficult, was not completely impossible.

But Ye Shanyu was in a miserable state, struggling hard in the spiritual-level sword killing formation.

His figure appeared and disappeared in the light and shadow of the sword-killing formation and the impact of spiritual power, and he could only keep looking for opportunities to dodge and resist.

He flew up to avoid the sword-like spiritual power that pierced from the ground, and then waved the weapon in his hand to try to block the spiritual power attacks that were raining down on him.

Despite the difficult situation, he did not complain at all.

In his heart, he had a firm belief that if sacrificing himself could cause huge damage to the enemy, it would be an extremely glorious and beautiful thing.

There was no fear in his eyes, only a determination to face death.

"I see you're enjoying it! So..." Yan Liyu roared at Lin Mo. His face, originally full of anger and looking fierce, suddenly changed subtly after he saw Lin Mo's focused and crazy look as he threw the sword to kill.

The next second, he seemed to be infected by Lin Mo's behavior, and began to throw sword killing arrays frantically with Lin Mo.

Even though he later became an alchemist, as he was once ranked second in the formation master class, he still had formations on him.

These magic circles were thrown onto the battlefield one by one in his hands, emitting brilliant and dangerous light.

Xiu Zhiwei could have rushed out of the sword killing formation with his strength, but no one knew what this guy was thinking, and he was trapped in the sword killing formation because of his own ignorance.

He rushed left and right in the sword-killing formation. Although it seemed thrilling, in fact he was able to cleverly avoid those fatal attacks every time. He was also immersed in his handsome posture of dodging the attacks of the sword-killing formation time and time again, and felt extremely good about himself.

"Hey! Xiu Zhiwei! You can just rush out! Why do you have to waste time here? Do you have no brains?" Xiu Zhiwei's teammates shouted anxiously, feeling helpless about his lack of intelligence.

The teammate was so angry that he stamped his feet, his face full of disappointment in Xiu Zhiwei.

Because Lin Mo and Yan Liyu continued to throw swords and kill formations, the situation on the battlefield began to reverse dramatically.

The people from Luanfeng Academy were suppressed by the overwhelming sword-killing formation. They were in a miserable state under the attack of the sword-killing formation and had no room to fight back.

The sword blades formed by the power of the stars attacked them like a storm. They could only dodge passively, and many people were injured.

Suddenly, Lin Mo felt a chilling chill coming from behind. The chill was like an icy poisonous snake, crawling up his spine, making him shiver.

He suddenly looked towards the source of the coldness, and saw Wang Ruixue! Wang Ruixue was like an ice queen, emitting a cold blue aura all over her body.

The cold air was so thick that it almost turned into substance. The attack of the spiritual sword killing formation was swallowed up by the cold air the moment it approached her, and could not hurt her at all.

Moreover, the cold air around her continued to gather, as if a mysterious force was constantly replenishing it.

The cold air was so condensed that even Lin Mo, who was some distance away from her, felt extremely cold, as if his soul was about to be frozen.

"It's so cold! I should have put on more clothes. And with this posture, is this guy going to use some big move?!" Lin Mo's teeth were chattering, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

At this time, Chu Cixiao, who had been hiding in the dark, seized the opportunity and appeared like a ghost beside Wang Ruixue who was accumulating power for her "ultimate move".

His figure broke away from the shadows and soared into the air in an instant. The knife in his hand flashed coldly in the sunlight. With an indomitable momentum, he swung the knife directly at Wang Ruixue.

However, the condensed cold air surrounding Wang Ruixue was like an indestructible barrier, completely blocking his attack.

His extremely sharp knife seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move at all.

Chu Cixiao was shocked. He knew that the situation was not good, and immediately turned into a black shadow and fled quickly.

Yun Yufei also saw that Wang Ruixue was charging up her ultimate move. He frowned and threw out the soul-level talisman without hesitation.

The soul-level talisman shone with a mysterious and powerful light in the air, the runes flickered, and contained enormous energy. However, it seemed too late to throw the soul-level talisman now!

"The wrath of Frost, the vortex of ice blades, the destruction of the world!" Wang Ruixue chanted a cold spell, and then suddenly inserted the ice-blue dagger in her hand into the ground.

In an instant, a devastatingly cold force erupted with her as the center.

The ground was quickly covered with ice, and the ice seemed to have life, spreading around at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, the ice layer spread over most of the arena, and the entire arena was illuminated by the ice layer with a deep blue color, like a world of ice and snow.

Then, what was even more terrifying was that countless ice-blue phantom ice blades continued to emerge from the ice near her.

Soon, these phantom ice blades combined into a huge vortex. The vortex was like a black hole that swallowed everything, rushing towards Lin Mo with endless coldness and destructive power.

After the ice blade vortex appeared, the spiritual-level sword killing formation near them was immediately affected.

There was only a "click" sound, like the sound of ice breaking, and all the magic arrays shattered immediately like fragile glass.

The magic circles that were originally shining with light suddenly dimmed and turned into star fragments that dissipated in the air.