Leng Yuexi's attack seemed fierce, but it had no real effect.

Just as they were puzzled, they discovered a strange phenomenon.

These silver needles break and regenerate, then break again, in an endless cycle, growing ever more numerous.

Their expressions gradually became serious; this wouldn't do.

At first, I didn't think much of it, but as more and more people gather, I don't know where the limit is. They might not be able to handle it in time.

They wanted to break through.

However, these silver needles were like maggots clinging to bones, and there was no way to escape them.

They were extremely depressed.

At this moment, Leng Yuexi gave Qin Feng a meaningful look, and then her hand gestures changed.

With her lips slightly parted, she uttered the word "凝" (Ning).

The silver needles that had been frantically attacking the seven people had now coalesced into forty-nine spirit swords, which were practically indistinguishable from real swords.

Seven spirit swords surround each Golden Core cultivator.

At this point, someone noticed.

"Sword formation?"

"One person forming an entire formation? That's insane!"

"It's one thing for one person to form an array, but to form seven arrays at the same time and control them with multiple minds is the most difficult thing to do."

"What kind of monster is this?!"

These self-important disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were full of praise for Leng Yuexi's performance.

Zhang Kaicheng's eyes widened in disbelief.

At this moment, Deng Tianning had only one thought in his mind: he must befriend Qin Feng and his group, for they were all truly extraordinary.

Yin Tiantian asked Qin Feng curiously, "Junior Brother, did Yuexi demonstrate this specifically for you?"

Qin Feng nodded affirmatively, "I asked her for some advice on formations a while ago, and she said she would demonstrate it to me in actual combat if she had the chance, so here I am. Otherwise, why go through all this trouble to deal with these few people?"

Yin Tiantian understood, "No wonder she was so slow in forming the formation this time."

Those around them, listening to Qin Feng and Yin Tiantian's rambling conversation, were filled with astonishment, secretly wondering if it was true or not.

Why go through all this trouble to deal with these few people?

These are the seven most outstanding Golden Core Perfection disciples of their Heavenly Sword Sect. Are you being polite?

Is the formation speed slow?

Is that slow? Can't you see that people can't even avoid it?

What kind of monsters are you?