Chapter 545: The Sword Formation Shows Its Power

After Lin Heng set up the Eight Sources of Heavenly Desolation Sword Formation, the four clones changed from being contemptuous at the beginning to having serious expressions at this moment.

"Although this sword formation is very similar to the Eight Sources of Heavenly Desolation Sword Formation, it may not be real. We should not be scared by our own blind guesses."

Yan Juetian's evil body suddenly said.

As soon as this was said, the other three clones also laughed.

"Yes, the Eight Sources of Heavenly Desolation Sword Formation has long been destroyed by our eight royal families. How could Lin Heng get it?" "

In my opinion, this is at best just a similar sword formation, and its power may not be as terrifying as the Eight Sources of Heavenly Desolation Sword Formation."

"Let me give it a try. If it is really just a fake, let me break it!"

The last sentence was said by Yan Xuanming's evil body.

As he finished speaking, he condensed a flaming sword in his right hand and stabbed at Lin Heng in front of him.

Yan Xuanming's evil body was extremely fast, and the distance between him and Lin Heng was not far. It can be said that as soon as he rushed forward, he immediately rushed to 20 meters in front of Lin Heng.

At such a distance, as long as he exerted a little more strength, he could immediately rush in front of Lin Heng and stab the flaming sword into Lin Heng's body.

But at this moment, a flame shone in front of Lin Heng.

"Bang!"

Yan Xuanming's evil body's flaming sword stabbed the flame, making a crisp sound, like the collision of metal.

"Huh!"

The flame suddenly exploded, and the powerful impact shook Yan Xuanming's evil body back.

When the flames faded, a long sword with a whole body of fire suddenly appeared where the flames had gathered before.

"Haha! Lin Heng, do you really think that you can scare us by showing off a fake sword array?"

It seemed that after the test just now, Yan Xuanming's evil body did not feel the horror of the sword array, and immediately laughed and mocked.

Lin Heng smiled and said nothing more.

They will soon understand the horror of ignorance.

"Disperse!"

Lin Heng waved his hand at the flaming long sword in front of him, and the sword body automatically dissipated and turned into flames and scattered.

"Huh!"

Just when the four clones were puzzled as to why Lin Heng automatically dispersed his flaming long sword, Lin Heng suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Yan Xuanming's evil body in the air like an arrow from a bow.

"Come on, let me kill you again!"

Yan Xuanming's evil body did not retreat but advanced, holding the flaming long sword in his hand and stabbed at Lin Heng's forehead.

Lin Heng was still in the air, and he waved his right hand, and the origin of water emerged automatically.

In a flash, the origin of water condensed into a water-colored crescent, which swayed in the air for a while and then swung towards Yan Xuanming's evil body.

Yan Xuanming's evil body did not dare to be careless about this sudden attack, and hurriedly stopped attacking Lin Heng, and instead used the flaming long sword to make a defensive posture.

When the water-colored crescent and the flaming long sword touched, just a glance, the crescent shattered, and countless water drops splashed in the sky.

Yan Xuanming's evil body was about to taunt him, but his good body shouted first: "Retreat!"

Yan Xuanming's evil body heard the prompt, and disappeared from the spot as if by reflex.

At the same time he disappeared, a golden light flashed past where he was before, and it was a flying sword condensed from the power of the sun that attacked. After

the first dodge, Yan Xuanming just breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that another violent energy attacked from behind.

He didn't look back, and his countless battle experiences made him a very wise choice to dodge again.

This time, it was another dark yellow long sword of the origin of earth that attacked.

Looking carefully at the sky, the flying swords of the eight origin powers were dispatched at the same time, aiming at Yan Xuanming's evil body from different directions.

"Oh no, this formation is a bit weird, everyone attack together!"

Seeing that the evil body was unable to resist, Yan Xuanming's good body hurriedly called on the other two clones to attack together.

The three clones who were standing aside rushed towards Yan Xuanming's evil body without hesitation.

But soon after, another twenty-four origin flying swords flew towards the three clones respectively.

From outside the formation, it can be clearly seen that thirty-two flying swords, eight flying swords each, surrounded one person and attacked frantically.

The four clones who were in the midst of an endless attack were full of shock.

Why did thirty-two origin flying swords appear?

At this moment, Yan Juetian's good and evil clones regretted their actions. If they had just continued to watch the battle, perhaps they would not have been involved in this trouble.

But regret is useless. Facing the attack of the origin flying sword that made them all feel threatened, the four clones at this moment had no strength to do anything except to dodge and avoid the attack.

They were busy, but Lin Heng would not be idle.

Lin Heng turned his gaze to the Fire Clan's Tianzun realm who was also shrouded in the formation.

The moment Lin Heng looked over, Yan Ye and others also felt the cold gaze. After a

look in the eyes, Yan Ye's mind suddenly felt confused.

Facing the soul attack of the Hongmeng realm strongman, he, who was at the ninth level of Tianzun realm, could not resist at all, not to mention other Fire Clan monks with lower realms.

"Lin Heng, your opponents are us."

"Lin Heng, are you really going to bully the weak with your strength?"

"We didn't attack your disciples just now."

Seeing that Lin Heng was about to attack the disciples below, the four clones became anxious.

Although the Tianzun realm can only be regarded as a middle-level force in the Fire Clan, it is not a cabbage that can be obtained just by saying it.

If the Fire Clan loses dozens of Tianzun realms at once, it will definitely be unbearable.

"Humph!"

"Bullying the weak with your strength? Then what about the four Hongmeng realms besieging me?"

"You didn't attack my disciples of Zhan Tiange? It's just that you are afraid that I will escape."

Lin Heng snorted disdainfully and directly exposed the little thoughts of the four clones.

The reason why the four clones did not let Yan Ye and other Tianzun realm masters attack the disciples of Zhantian Pavilion when they were entangled with Lin Heng was

that they naturally could not have not wanted to take action. How could they not know the principle of cutting the weeds at the root?

The reason why they only let Yan Ye and others surround the disciples of Zhantian Pavilion and not kill them was because they were afraid that Lin Heng would escape.

There were tens of thousands of disciples trapped here, how could Lin Heng escape?

But if the disciples were killed, Lin Heng, who had lost his support, if he really had any means of escape, once he escaped, today's plan would be a failure.

After all, their main target from the beginning was Lin Heng.

A sect that could create a sect that no one in the Eighth Heaven could shake in a very short time.

Who can guarantee that if Lin Heng is given another period of time, he will not be able to create another Zhantian Pavilion?

Lin Heng's ruthless counterattack made the four clones at a loss as to how to respond.

Just as the four clones were silent, Lin Heng took action.

"Since you dare to break into my Zhantian Pavilion, then you will stay here forever..."

Lin Heng's cold voice exploded in the minds of Yan Ye and other Tianzun realms.

At the same time, eight beams of light of the original power burst out from below, instantly forming a light prison, trapping them tightly in it.