Chapter 212 Golden Platform Formation (asking for monthly votes)
Fu Hongyi has been holding on until now, naturally waiting for reinforcements from the Tianjian Sect.
But this hope seems increasingly slim.
Wielding a sword alone, he actually forced the Grand Master of the Blood River Hall and the Grand Elder of the Wood Evil Sect to retreat repeatedly, and finally they landed safely in the camp.
After besieging the Musha Sect for many years, the Tianjian Sect’s camp had already been set up with a formation, which looked majestic.
When Fu Hongyi fell into the formation, he let out a long sigh.
He knew that there was little hope, but he could only try his best. This was also the way of sword cultivators! Never give up! Just then, a flying sword came over with a message.
Fu Hongyi took the flying sword, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and his expression suddenly changed: "Taking such a risk... Haha, it makes me happy!"
…
The next day.
Inside the Musha Sect.
One by one, the Jindan Zhenren gathered together and looked at the Tianjian Sect camp opposite.
"This camp is set up with the 'Golden Platform Formation', which is quite ordinary. I can break it with a flick of my finger..."
Master Long, who was at the fake Dan level, put his hands behind his back and looked at the Tianjian Sect camp. "There is only one thing we need to consider... that is, this 'Golden Platform Formation' has the ability to sharpen sword energy. Once it is combined with the two thousand golden sword soldiers, plus Fu Hongyi's central command, the first few attacks will even have a fourth-level level... For Jindan cultivators like us, as long as we are hit, we will definitely die."
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the other Jindan cultivators changed slightly.
The Grand Elder of the Musha Sect said calmly, "We know it's difficult to attack, so we focus on containment... As long as we wait for the follow-up army to surround us, and use large-scale war instruments to block the first few attacks, we can go straight to Huanglong!"
He now has a deep blood feud with the Tianjian Sect.
Fu Hongyi besieged the sect for several years, and only two thousand of the three thousand Golden Sword Dao soldiers were left. The Musha Sect's disciples also suffered heavy casualties.
It can be said that even if they win this time, the Musha Sect will inevitably suffer serious damage.
“The arrangements I made earlier should be able to block the force of one blow as long as they are handled properly…” Master Long added.
"No need to go through so much trouble. We will completely destroy this army today and kill Fu Hongyi!"
Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and a faint voice was heard.
"This is……"
The head of the Blood River Hall looked at the leader of the Wind Department who suddenly appeared and said, "Nascent Soul... fake infant, it is just as the rumors said. I have not yet congratulated you on achieving Nascent Soul."
Even if it is a fake infant, its magical powers are far beyond those of ordinary Jindan cultivators, and these Jindan sects cannot afford to offend it.
Therefore, when the leader of the Wind Department of Wanxiang Sect arrived, he immediately took the initiative. Neither the Grand Elder of Musha Sect nor the Grand Master of Xuehe Hall dared to disobey him in the slightest.
"It's just a golden platform formation. I can break it with a flick of my finger."
The leader of the Wind Department put his hands behind his back, and a magical power far beyond the late Jindan stage surged out: "No matter how many swords Fu Hongyi throws, he can't hurt me..."
"Since Senior said so, naturally everything will be in accordance with Senior's wishes."
The Grand Elder of the Musha Sect had a smile on his face with a hint of flattery.
"Very good, I'll give you two quarters of an hour to prepare, and then we can set out immediately and accomplish our goal in one fell swoop!"
The Lord of the Wind Department said calmly.
…
After a moment.
Inside the camp.
Fu Hongyi, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, and a sword sound came from his abdomen: "Sword Heart Warning... Not good!"
A token appeared in his hand, and the magic power of the late Jindan period surged into it.
In a flash, an illusory golden sword-sharpening platform appeared above the Tianjian Sect camp.
Boom!
A ball of green gusts of wind gathered and landed on the sword sharpening platform, causing the entire camp to shake violently.
"It's not bad that you can block one of my attacks."
The leader of the Wind Tribe appeared outside the Golden Platform Formation with a graceful figure.
Just now she just made a random attack without using any magic weapon or secret technique, but it had the power of the fourth level!
"But that's it."
There was a strong confidence in her tone.
The forces of good and evil fought each other, and without the support of Yuanying Zhenjun, Chu Kuangtu was restrained by his own supreme elder.
She couldn't think of any other reason why she should fail.
"Mysterious Wind Finger!"
With this thought, the Wind Division Master slightly activated his magic power, and a green Yuanying finger force condensed and compressed between his slender jade fingers...
She flicked her fingers and a green wind blade flew out. It grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a terrifying light green wind blade more than ten feet long, slashing towards the golden illusory stone platform.
"Where are the Golden Sword Dao soldiers?"
Fu Hongyi shouted, and immediately more than two thousand golden sword energies rose up.
He drew his sword, and suddenly the sky full of sword light swept like the Milky Way, rushing towards the huge wind blade.
Hiss!
The huge green wind blade and the golden giant sword consumed each other madly, and finally both of them disappeared without a trace, as if they were evenly matched.
But Fu Hongyi's heart had already sunk a little bit.
He was able to maintain such combat power because of the two thousand gold sword soldiers' boost and the help of the 'Golden Stone Platform'.
If a single person with a sword goes up against the leader of the Wind Tribe, the only outcome is that the sword will break and he will die, and he won't even be able to run away.
"It seems that we should prepare to escape."
Fu Hongyi still has a fourth-level escape talisman in his hand, which is of inestimable value and is his greatest confidence to stay.
Although sword cultivators are very aggressive, they are not fools. When facing an enemy that is far superior to themselves, there is no such thing as fighting to the death and not fleeing.
"It's just that... the sect's elite troops will eventually be lost. If we had known earlier, we should have let them break out separately from the beginning. Even if there were heavy casualties, some of them would have survived..."
A flash of sword appeared in Fu Hongyi's eyes, cutting off all the fear and regret in his heart.
His sword intent soared into the sky, driving the Golden Sword Dao soldiers to strike out the most brilliant and splendid sword in their lives! Swish! The sword fell, like a mountain toppling over and a jade pillar smashing.
The leader of the Wind Department flicked his sleeves and used his magic weapon for the first time.
In her hand she held a long green banner, on which was a green dragon.
This is her natal magic weapon - the Nine Heavens Wind Dragon Flag!
With the continuous cultivation of his natal elixir fire and the nourishment of a large number of natural treasures, it has reached the level of a third-grade top-grade magic weapon.
Only one step away from the fourth-level spiritual treasure! At this time, the Nine Heavens Wind Dragon Flag was fluttering, and a green dragon appeared.
With the support of the Nascent Soul's magic power, the scales on their bodies quickly solidified, emitting a green halo, just like a real dragon! Nine dragons pounced, claws and fangs biting the sword energy, and the green and golden halo painted the entire sky, emitting a magical fluctuation that shocked the Qi training and foundation building monks.
This is the power of the Nascent Soul! Even if one uses the formation and the other uses external objects, they are still the top power in the world of immortal cultivation! Whoosh!
That shocking sword light killed seven green dragons in a row, but finally dissipated helplessly.
Fu Hongyi sighed.
Although he could still strike out with his sword again, it would be meaningless facing a fake infant monk.
On the contrary, it will drain the magic power of the Golden Swordsman and turn him into a lamb to be slaughtered.
"You guys should recover your magic power. Once the formation is broken, scatter and escape."
As the commander, after issuing the last order, Fu Hongyi concentrated on controlling the formation token to block the attack of the Wind Demon Lord from the outside world.
With the opponent's fake infant ability, it won't take too long to dismantle this formation!
Outside the camp.
The Lord of the Wind Department stood tall in the air, with a graceful figure and his hands behind his back, looking like a master.
Beside her, in addition to the Nine Heavens Wind Dragon Flag, there was also a green bead, a black token, and a moon hook.
These three items were all magic weapon level. Under the stimulation of Nascent Soul magic power, they burst out with astonishing power and continuously bombarded the golden sword sharpening platform.
finally!
When the green spirit bead shone brightly and the colorful runes exploded, the golden sword sharpening platform collapsed.
The fog lingering around the camp dissipated in an instant, revealing the figures of many cultivators from the Tianjian Sect.
They said nothing, and when they saw that the formation had been broken, they all fled for their lives.
In terms of skills, they seem to be on par with the independent cultivators under Fang Xing.
A huge chase and chaos suddenly broke out.
The leader of the Wind Department was strolling leisurely on the battlefield, and suddenly pointed casually.
Roar!
Nine green dragons roared and circled, rushing towards a certain place.
A sword light suddenly appeared, shining brightly, and fought with many dragons.
"Fu will never be satisfied unless he fights the fake baby."
Blood beads seeped out of Fu Hongyi's skin, making him almost become a bloody man.
At the same time, his magic power is also constantly growing, approaching the perfect level of Jindan.
Everything turned into the brightest blade on the sword in his hand.
Boom! Along with the wind and thunder, countless snowflakes fell from the sky.
Each snowflake seemed to contain enough power to freeze the soul of a foundation-building cultivator.
“Fu Hongyi… you are regarded as the seed of the next generation of Nascent Soul, and you are considered the one with the greatest hope of achieving Nascent Soul in the Tianjian Sect. Even if your talent is not as good as Chu Zhenjun’s, we cannot keep you.”
The leader of the Wind Department was at ease. The Nine Sky Wind Dragon Flag was shining brightly, and green lines appeared.
The nine dragons roared and suddenly merged into one, transforming into a blue dragon! When the blue dragon moves, there are wind, rain, and thunder, and it meets the blood-red sword light.
Boom! After a loud noise, the Azure Dragon was covered in blood, and only Fu Hongyi's voice could be heard: "Thank you for your teachings, fellow Taoist. I will repay you in the future!"
"Leave? Can you leave?"
The leader of the Wind Department took a step forward, and the whole person seemed to blend into the breeze, and in an instant he flew a hundred feet. It turned out to be the extremely rare "Wind Escape"! Wind Escape and Lightning Escape were considered to be powerful escape techniques second only to Sword Escape.
And under the blessing of a higher realm, even the sword escape would pale in comparison! ...
Fu Hongyi was one with the sword, and in his hand he was also holding a flying sword to deliver a letter.
Behind him, a figure flashed in the wind. The two men, one chasing and the other fleeing, had escaped a hundred miles away in the blink of an eye.
The distance between the Lord of the Wind Department and Fu Hongyi is getting closer and closer.
"Hehe... Is this the character of the Heavenly Sword Sect's sword cultivator? Meeting in person is really not as good as hearing about him..."
The leader of the Wind Tribe chuckled, and a flash of light appeared in his hand, and a large green bow appeared.
She gently pulled the bowstring, and a green arrow formed, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to gather towards the arrow head.
It can be imagined that when this arrow is shot, it will cause earth-shaking changes!
Fu Hongyi was still focused on escaping, and seemed not to care about the danger behind him at all.
Whoosh! Just as the Wind Lord let go of the bowstring, something strange happened! (End of this chapter)
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