Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 386 - 344 Dari Swordsman Dominates His Battlefield
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The gray-blue sword-shaped Escape Light sliced through the sky at a terrifying speed, unleashing bursts of Sword Qi.
In the blink of an eye,
dozens of Foundation-building cultivators from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace were dead, and the vast width of the battlefield seemed like a joke.
"Golden Pill!"
"Taoist disciples!"
Gone was the confidence on the face of Bull-Horned Demon as he said in disbelief, "The Eastern Devil School couldn’t possibly have such a person! Could it be that Five Elements Heavenly Sect broke the tacit agreement and joined the battlefield?"
Clang!
Soon, he had no more thoughts of shouting.
A faint gaze looked this way, accompanied by twelve pale blue Sword Qi, forming a simple Sword Formation which arrived in an instant. The terrifying Sword Intent of Destruction suppressed all directions, causing Divine Souls to shiver uncontrollably.
"Form up! Quick!"
The Bull-Horned Demon, his face showing terror, could truly understand the other disciples’ feelings while directly facing the attack. Whether it was early, middle, or late Foundation-building stages, everyone died from a single sword, with no exceptions.
"No, I won’t die!"
As a True Disciple who had emerged from the brutal competition of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, even at this moment, he maintained enough calm, let out a mad roar, and his body inflated like a balloon, transforming into a fierce ghost figure, green-faced and fanged.
On one shoulder, the flesh burst open to reveal an angry head. The flesh on his back split, and two thick, pitch-black arms crawled out.
Two-headed Four-Armed Ox Demon body!
This state only emerged at a very high realm of body refinement; among the many True Disciples of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, he stood out, and he also practiced Dual Cultivation, so his Magic was not weak either.
Some believed he could vie for the position of successor Taoist disciple of the Heavenly Palace.
"Kill!"
Having fully revealed his demon body, the terror in Bull-Horned Demon’s heart dwindled. The pitch-black axe in his hands split into four, one for each of the thick arms. Mana poured into them, and the black light surged, forming the profound Four-poles Battle Formation, which he violently swung at the sky.
Roar!
The two heads breathed out flames, one pitch-black, a demonic flame that could melt metal and bones, while the other was a chilling green that carried a deadly poison, engulfing everything ahead.
His Law Body techniques were all strong, and with simultaneous attacks, even a group of more than a dozen peak Foundation-building cultivators would fall to him.
Even Golden Pill Monks wouldn’t be feared at such a moment.
Boom!
The two-colored demonic flames, along with the Bass-Four Battle Axes, exploded upon contact with the twelve pale blue Sword Qi. As the Spiritual Light collapsed, a tremendous roar issued forth.
The Bull-Horned Demon only felt a great force hit him, and he was pushed back dozens of meters, creating a deep trench in the stony Gobi.
His Mana vibrated, and his complexion turned slightly pale,
but he was unharmed!
"Just this much!"
The Bull-Horned Demon roared.
"Brother Niu!"
After the move, thirty-six subordinates from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace arrived, leaving no time to hesitate. Linking their auras with his, their auras faintly merged, forming a grand Formation. A giant shadow of an axe-wielding ox demon rose in the sky, with the awe-inspiring aura of a Golden Pill spreading out.
Bull-Horned Demon Formation!
Xuanwu Heavenly Palace had many inheritances for killing enemies with Formation Methods. They hesitated to gather for fear of being targeted by heavy artillery fire.
But now they could no longer care!
He felt that if he did not use all his methods, he would die the next moment.
Moreover, even though targeted by artillery, the Bull-Horned Demon Formation could still withstand several waves of attacks, buying time for his brothers in other directions to break the enemy.
"Come on!"
As he breathed, the Bull-Horned Demon inhaled and exhaled demonic qi, seeming extremely irritable. He actually took the initiative to attack the youth in green in the sky, shouting continuously.
"Brothers!"
"Kill him first, if he doesn’t die, we who are scattered will die!"
Nearby hidden True Disciples of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace were hesitant, some unwilling to engage, continuing to attack the army.
"Go."
But at the command of a cold voice, no one dared to hesitate any longer. They quickly gathered their subordinates and made for the sky.
Other directions’ True Disciples and Foundation-building cultivators intensified their assault on the Iron Tide’s Group Army, advancing rapidly.
"First Group Army, Second Group Army, provide tank artillery support, the Third and Fourth Group Armies continue to search nearby enemies, and they must be destroyed before they enter the ten-kilometer range…"
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Jin Lingfeng shouted continuously within the Group Army, suddenly startled.
Clang!
The sound of a sword cry echoed between heaven and earth.
The dense Magnetic Field Spirit Power Gathering Formation’s virtual Array Patterns spread to every place within a ten-kilometer radius, and the terrifying Sword Intent of Destruction spread out.
An Azure Flying Sword emerged within the Array Pattern,
and disappeared amidst the thundering roar.
"No..."
An endless fear suddenly appeared in the heart of Bull-Horned Demon, which not even the Bull-Horned Demon Formation could alleviate in the slightest.
"Kill!"
He was, after all, not a weakling. In the face of extreme fear, he erupted with astonishing potential. He shouted loudly, as his Mana and Essence Blood burned, even drawing the Essence Blood and Mana of his subordinates to burn as well. Everything surged into the illusory figure of the Bull-Horned Demon within the battle formation,
striking with all his might!
The wind and clouds changed color, and dark Qi swept in all directions.
"Even Middle Jindan Stage cultivators should retreat before me!"
He even harbored such an arrogant thought in his heart.
As he wished, a trail of Azure Sword-light descended, striking precisely upon the great axe of the Bull-Horned Demon’s phantom.
Crack!
There was a moment of standstill, no, there had never been a standstill; it was just the arrival of the Azure Flying Sword that broke the phantom of the great axe and the body of the Bull-Horned Demon, then piercing through the Magic Tool Embryo axe of the Bull-Horned Demon, and through his forehead.
It traced an erratic curve, flashing intermittently as it flew into the foreheads of the thirty-six Foundation-building cultivators of the Bull-Horned Demon Formation, with the sound of bodies hitting the ground one after another.
"Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, True Disciples, possessing partial single combat power of a Golden Pill." freeωebnovēl.c૦m
"When in Formation, they possess the combat power of the early Golden Pill stage."
Jiang Ding’s voice was calm as he commented.
"But, they’re still too weak."
With a casual flick of his finger.
Boom!
Within the sky full of Array Patterns, the Taiqing Flying Sword once again vanished from sight.
At this moment, the dazzling True Disciple Li Bing of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace arrived at the battlefield with thirty-six subordinates who were usually well-coordinated, just to see Bull-Horned Demon instantly perish and the Azure Flying Sword disappear.
"Ice Flower Battle Formation!"
With his Divine Soul trembling, Li Bing let out a piercing howl.
Mana surged into the battle formation desperately, and the thirty-six Foundation-building cultivators of the Ice Palace were simultaneously activated, their cold Array Patterns interweaving, condensing into a dazzling Ice Snow Lotus in the sky.
As it turned, a fearful chill spread, freezing everything around, powerful enough to contend with a Golden Pill Monk.
Whoosh!
The Taiqing Flying Sword pierced through the middle of the Ice Snow Lotus unaffected by any resistance and then through the forehead of Li Bing, the True Disciple of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace Ice Palace, instantly killing the thirty-six Foundation-building cultivators forming the battle formation.
"Fancy tricks."
Jiang Ding shook his head, casually flicking his finger several times as the Taiqing Flying Sword’s light also flickered multiple times.
Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Amidst the astonishing explosions, five True Disciples of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace who were surrounding and their battle formations shattered simultaneously, nothing able to stop a single sword.
Blood mist and fragments of flesh flew through the air as nearly two hundred Foundation-building cultivators and True Disciples perished.
Silence fell upon the battlefield, so quiet one could hear a pin drop.
"The Grest Sun Swordsman!"
Many Xuanwu Heavenly Palace Foundation-building cultivators showed looks of fear, recalling the long-past memories recorded in the Sect’s Book Pavilion.
Morale collapsed in an instant as they frantically fled in all directions.
"The third, the fourth Group Army..."
Jin Lingfeng’s urgent order was cut off, and he uttered with a wry smile, "So this is the Grest Sun Swordsman? It seems we only need to watch, as he alone can finish all matters."
"How did our predecessors survive on the battlefield in those days?"
