Supreme Rebirth Chapter 219: Sword Array
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Chapter 219 Sword Array
The sword light of the purple lin sword was surging, murderous, and cut off the purple gold phoenix wings that shuttled out of the void, and then burst out ten thousand swords, and cut the purple gold phoenix wings directly. Retreat.
Zi Kunling is not only profound, powerful, and savvy, and even his spiritual consciousness is amazing.
This purple-gold phoenix wing cutter has the ability to travel through the void. Before it is activated, it is extremely secret. There is no vitality fluctuation. The average person will not notice the trajectory of the purple-gold phoenix wing cutter. Cut the purple golden phoenix wings accurately.
"Chen Lei, this kind of sneak attack is useless to me. You should do something real."
Zi Kun Ling handed out dozens of sword lights from the Zi Lin Sword, cut the purple golden phoenix wings back, and then said sarcastically.
"Really, in that case, I fulfill your wish!"
Chen Lei said, and then with a wave of his sleeves, eight long swords appeared beside Chen Lei out of thin air, slowly turning around him.
The eight long swords are all surrounded by dense electric lights, bright and dazzling, like eight small suns, and between these eight long swords, there is an indescribable mysterious connection between each other. Among them, the eight long swords were made into one body, echoing each other, and the thunder sound rang louder than each other, shaking the entire void.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
The dense rain of thunder covered everything, and the eight long swords also emitted an extremely dazzling light, dragging the eight long tails of light, and slashing towards Zi Kunling with extreme speed.
The power of this blow is so powerful that it is too powerful. In the blink of an eye, Zi Kunling was submerged by the light like the sea, the sword light flew, the thunder sound shook the sky, and the surrounding void was like the surface of the sea. Constantly fluctuating, extremely terrifying.
"Roar!"
Among the endless thunder and lightning, there is a faint purple light flashing. That is the light emitted by the Zilin Sword. It is fighting hard and fighting hard. It contains the unwilling roar of Zi Kunling. Using all the cards, one after another strange treasures loomed in the light. There were treasure knives, treasure tripods, and treasure clocks, etc. The dazzling light appeared in the sea of light, but it was in the blink of an eye. , Broken one by one.
These treasures are all treasures of Zi Kunling's body, but they can't suppress the eight long swords hanging above their heads.
The eight long swords echoed each other, forming a mysterious formation. The terrifying and dense thunder and explosion sounded from the eight long swords, aimed at the spirit of Zi Kunling.
A group of huge purple plasma thunderballs, densely spewing out from the eight-handed long swords, with a world-destroying power, trapped Zi Kun Ling in them, and sacrificed pieces of treasure from him. All of them shattered and turned into fragments all over the floor.
At this time, Zi Kunling's hair had already been destroyed, her hair was flying wildly, her expression was embarrassed, and she tried to resist, evolving various treasures, but it was useless, formed by the eight long swords hanging above her head. The formation method of this place turned this place into a dead zone cage, like the lightning ball plasma of a waterfall, pouring down, turning the bottom into a piece of Jedi.
"Ahhhhh!"
Within the eight-handed long sword, Zi Kun Ling roared like a trapped beast, but the final result was the same, unable to resist, let alone counterattack.
The purple lin sword in his hand danced wildly, transforming into a spherical sword screen, firmly guarding himself, but the scope of defense is getting smaller and smaller, and the ability of defense is getting weaker and weaker.
"What kind of exercise is this!"
Seeing that the eight long swords are like a whole, suspended in the air in a mysterious position, hanging down like a waterfall of thunder plasma ball, turning into a cage and extremity, trapping the purple kunling in it, and the many disciples watching the battle below, They watched with their eyes wide open, but they had never seen such a wonderful method before, and couldn't help asking people around them one after another.
"I don't know, how can it be so powerful?"
The surrounding disciples shook their heads, and with their insights, they couldn't recognize what kind of exercises Chen Lei used.
"This is the way of the sword formation, but how can Chen Lei be able to practice the way of the sword formation at such an age?"
Several disciples from the Holy Land, some of them said that only disciples like them have this knowledge.
And Zi Yunchuan's face at this time was as gray as death, staring firmly at Zi Kunling who was trapped on the ring, his hands were blue veins violently, and his face was uncertain.
"Sword formation, how can it be a sword formation?"
At this time, Zi Yunchuan's heart was like a stormy sea, and his mood fluctuated violently. The sword formations were unpredictable together. If he wanted to successfully cultivate the sword formations, the difficulty can be said to be desperate.
For tens of thousands of years since the establishment of the Ziyang Palace, the palace also has a set of sword formation techniques, but no one has successfully practiced it for tens of thousands of years. Even a peerless genius in the Ziyang Palace back then is also a Ziyang Saint. The lord of ZTE of the body, with unparalleled aptitude, is unparalleled in the world, but also has never practiced the technique of successful sword formation.
And this Chen Lei, so young, how did he cultivate the way to a successful sword formation?
On the ring, Zi Kunling, who was trapped in the sword formation, fought back again. There was purple light in the endless light, but it was like a candle in the wind, almost in the blink of an eye, he was crushed again. under.
Chen Lei stood a hundred meters away, constantly forming marks between his fingers, trying his best to destroy the sword formation. This set of Xiao Leiyin sword formation, with his current cultivation base, is still a bit too reluctant, but this It is already his strongest method.
If this sword formation can't suppress Zi Kunling, then he has no good way to defeat Zi Kunling.
However, Chen Lei felt that Zi Kunling no longer had much counter-attack ability, because at this time he could feel that although Zi Kunling was still trying his best to resist, the strength of resistance was getting weaker and weaker, as long as he persisted for a while , Zi Kun Ling will undoubtedly lose.
This Zi Kun Ling is so powerful that Chen Lei has already acted murderously. As long as Zi Kun Ling loses the ability to resist, Chen Lei can instantly cut Zi Kun Ling under the sword formation. No one can resist the power of the sword formation.
Zi Yunchuan's heart is extremely contradictory. Now the situation on the ring is very clear. Zi Kunling will undoubtedly lose. However, Zi Kunling still does not admit defeat, but is struggling to persevere.
He knew in his heart that although Zi Kunling was gentle, he was actually more proud than anyone else. If he was asked to admit defeat, he might as well kill him.
However, if you don't admit defeat, it's meaningless to stick to it.
Because at this point, if Zi Kunling still had counter-panning methods, he would have used it a long time ago, and now he is still trapped in the sword formation, unable to break free, he must have reached the point of exhaustion.
"Kun Lingxian nephew, stay with the green hills, don't be afraid that there is no firewood to burn, hurry up and give up!"
Zi Yunchuan was anxious, and quickly transmitted the voice to Zi Kunling.
The Ziyang Eucharist is very important to the Ziyang Palace and must not be lost. Although this time he and Lei Meng have a billion inferior crystals, the value of the Ziyang Eucharist is tens of billions or hundreds of billions of inferior yuan. The spar is not enough to compare with it.
So, even if you lose this gambling game, you must protect Zi Kunling, a sacred body of Ziyang that is difficult to produce in thousands of years.
Zi Kunling heard the voice of Zi Yunchuan, and she was unwilling in her heart. He was the sacred body of Ziyang, a peerless talent who was confident and invincible at the same level, but how could he be defeated by Chen Lei? To make him surrender is no different from stabbing a knife in his heart.