Chapter 728 Breaking
the Formation After Situ Jiannan had the disciples of Zhantian Pavilion divided into five teams,
they surrounded Tianyuan Fire Hell in the blink of an eye.
Standing high in the sky, Situ Jiannan swung his right arm and shouted loudly,
"Team One, all your flying swords will be fired!"
A total of 11,000 flying swords flew into the sky at the same time.
The swish sound lingered in the sky, causing the clouds to tremble.
The attack of a thousand Tianzuns and ten thousand Samsaras in such a formation had already made the strong men of the Fire Clan in Tianyuan Fire Hell tremble before they landed.
After 11,000 flying swords circled over Tianyuan Fire Hell, they immediately stabbed downwards with their sword tips pointing downwards.
Endless flames suddenly burst out from the Fire Clan's formation, protecting the Tianyuan Fire Hell.
'Boom, boom, boom!'
A series of attacks acted on the formation, making a huge sound, shaking the ground under their feet.
Before the round of attacks fell, the raging flames guarding the Tianyuan Fire Hell had been offset by more than half.
'Second team, form a formation and attack!'
Following Situ Jiannan's second order, the second team on the right, 11,000 disciples joined forces to form a formation, and violent energy surged into the sky.
'Roar!'
The energy of tens of thousands of disciples condensed into a roaring tiger in the air.
When the phantom of the tiger, which was a hundred feet high, appeared, the space was distorted under the tiger's roar, and lightning and thunder flashed.
The flying sword attacks had all fallen, and the tiger raised his huge palm and slapped it into the endless flames.
"Boom!"
The tiger's palm hit hard, the formation shook, and the flames lingering above the formation were separated.
The terrifying energy attack directly acted on the Fire Clan's formation.
The strong shaking made Yan Juantian and others feel uneasy.
The only thing that made the Fire Clan's strong men feel fortunate was that
after a burst of violent ripples on the formation, it returned to calm.
However, the light of the formation was obviously much dimmer than at the beginning.
This also indicated that the formation above could not hold on for too long.
It was difficult to guarantee whether it could withstand the next attack from Zhan Tiange. And even
if it could survive the next time.
But what about the next time?
Facing the terrifying attacks of Zhan Tiange,
the formation finally broke.
Yan Juantian and others in the formation all looked gloomy, and couldn't help but curse the Holy Emperor Huo Li in their hearts.
Why did you have to provoke Zhan Tiange?
Do you really have to bury all the Fire Clan at the hands of Zhan Tiange before you, the Holy Emperor, will stop?
The huge pressure of life and death constantly challenges the bottom line of the Fire Clan's strong men.
At a certain moment, a voice suddenly emerged from the crowd of Fire Clan's strong men.
"Why don't we surrender? Maybe we can still save our lives."
This is also the idea of most people present.
But as soon as these words came out, Yan Juantian immediately turned around and glared at him viciously.
The person who spoke immediately lowered his head. Seeing Yan Juantian's fierce look, the others did not dare to mention it again.
But why didn't Yan Juantian want to surrender?
It's just...
if they surrendered, others might be able to save their lives.
But for Yan Juantian, he would still die in the end.
Zhan Tian Pavilion might forgive him because of his surrender.
But would the Holy Emperor Huo Li?
The Three Heavens surrendered without a fight. In the end, someone had to take the blame.
Even though Yan Juantian came from the Second Heaven.
But now among all the people of the Fire Clan in the Three Heavens, he was the strongest. Who else could take the blame if not him?
Fight, maybe there was still a glimmer of hope.
Surrender, then there was only death waiting for him.
"Everyone, get ready for the battle."
"Since we were born in the Fire Clan, we must fight for the Fire Clan until the last drop of blood."
These were originally passionate words, but Yan Juantian's tone did not have the slightest fighting spirit.
Even he was forced to choose to fight.
How could he really have the fighting spirit?
Needless to say, the Fire Clan warriors behind him.
Some of them had already made up their minds to take the opportunity to escape after the battle started.
At this time, Situ Jiannan in the air shouted for the third time.
"Team Three, Divine Sword Slashing the Sky!"
The 11,000 disciples of the third team of Zhantian Pavilion stood proudly in front of them with flying swords in their hands, and sword shadows continued to gather in the air.
As tens of thousands of sword shadows continued to overlap, soon a huge sword shadow dozens of feet long suddenly appeared. Wherever
the long sword pointed, the blade was invincible, the clouds were broken, and a high-pitched sword sound echoed in the sky.
As soon as the sword shadow appeared, the majestic sword energy spread out, destroying everything in the world like a whirlwind.
When the tip of the sword fell and pointed at the Fire Clan's formation, the faces of Yan Juantian and others changed drastically.
"Break!"
With a roar, as Situ Jiannan's voice fell, the huge long sword fell down.
Where the sword tip passed, a dark line was torn in the space.
In the blink of an eye, the tip of the huge long sword had already pierced the formation in the whistling wind. In
just a moment of contact, the Fire Clan's formation quickly cracked with the force point of the sword tip as the center.
When the formation was full of cracks, it could no longer withstand the terrifying impact brought by the giant sword.
After a crisp sound of breaking, the formation disappeared, and the giant sword continued to fall down.
At this time, Yan Juantian flipped his hand and took out a flaming long sword.
Flames shot up into the sky, and a giant dragon filled with flames rushed towards the giant sword with its fangs and claws bared. The fire dragon
roared!
The giant sword hissed!
The two forms of terrifying energy collided violently.
After a head-on collision, a huge mushroom cloud appeared in the sky.
The giant sword and the fire dragon disappeared.
Yan Juantian used the flaming sword to create a flaming space, protecting the strong men of the Fire Clan.
Lin Heng's good and evil clones took a step forward and blocked the aftermath of the explosion by themselves.
It was just a pity for those sects far away.
Those who were weaker were caught in the aftermath of the explosion and strangled to death in an instant.
This is the price of watching the battle of the strong.
However, despite this, the monks would still choose to flock to it.
In the long years, there are not many opportunities to watch such a battle.
In addition, watching the battle between the strong can also make them understand the path of cultivation.
When the aftermath of the battle dissipated, the space returned to peace again.
Situ Jiannan and Yan Juantian looked at each other.
Yan Juantian had a frown on his face. He felt the difficulty after just a collision.
Tianzun and Samsara, these realms were originally vulnerable in Yan Juantian's eyes.
But when the number reached a terrifying level, he still couldn't help but feel fearful.
Especially until now, Lin Heng's two clones were just watching from the side.
Yan Juantian couldn't imagine that when those two people took action.
Who on his side could stop them from killing?
On the other hand, Situ Jiannan had a calm expression, but his eyes seemed a little cold.
Regarding the sect that destroyed the Fire Clan's Third Heaven, Situ Jiannan never doubted his own strength.