Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 453 Wind and Sword
The gust of wind hits the face, not only the wind blade, but even the hurricane itself becomes solid, covering the night sky and the stars, with extreme oppressive force, making people breathless.

The raging hurricane seems to want to tear this space apart.

I couldn't hear anything except the constant whistling in my ears.

The chaotic aura tugged at everyone's heartstrings. Facing such a terrifying scene, the cultivators in the Xiaohan Region looked extremely nervous and their eyes were solemn.

Qin Sang didn't look at the Tianxingmeng, but stared closely at the air knife controlled by him.

The hurricane is getting closer.

At this moment, the air knife finally moved.

The air knives moved together, and the knife array and the hurricane faced each other, shining with brilliance.

To the naked eye, all the air knives seemed to be integrated into one, turning into a slender dragon, and with a burst of screaming, it slammed into the hurricane head-on.

'Boom...'

Earth shakes.

The terrible collision caused the hearts of all monks to miss half a beat.

Even the battlefield of alchemy monks in the distance was alarmed, there was a brief pause, and many eyes focused on it in unison.

The gust of wind swallowed the air knife.

The sword light cuts the wind blade.

At the very center, there is an ingenious confusion, forming a terrifying eye of the storm.

In the eye of the wind, the wind and the knife are intertwined, and the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth is also torn apart, and nothing can be seen clearly.

The aftermath of the collision began to impact in all directions, and a large hole was directly blasted on the surface of the water, and the silt and aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake could almost be seen.

The huge waves were rolling and the water was turbulent, but the big hole could not be filled for a long time.

The aftermath hit the front of the two battle formations. In the surging tidal wave of spiritual energy, there were fragments of air knives and wind blades, which still had terrifying destructive power.

There was a commotion from the side of the Xiaohan domain, and no orders were needed, and everyone sacrificed magic weapons to resist the aftermath.

Mu Yifeng led people to stand in front of Qin Sang, holding up the Nine Vulcan Front.

At this moment, Qin Sang suddenly let out a muffled snort, her throat turned sweet, her complexion turned slightly pale, her body also swayed, as if she was a little unsteady on her feet.

Mu Yifeng noticed Qin Sang's abnormal movement, and turned around to look at it in his busy schedule.

Qin Sang shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine.

The air knife he manipulated was destroyed, and if the air knife is destroyed, it will eat back at him. However, this is not the first time he has used the formation eye, and he is already very proficient. Seeing that the situation is not good, he immediately cut off the connection with the air knife, and only suffered negligible minor injuries. , will not affect his combat power.

Hastily taking a healing elixir, Qin Sang glanced at the aftermath of the invasion, and immediately issued an order, and soon another air knife took shape, and under Qin Sang's control, he threw himself into the eye of the wind.

This collision lasted for almost a stick of incense.

The two sides spared no effort, and the position of the eye of the wind moved back and forth, but it never deviated too much, and it was almost able to maintain it in the middle of the battle formations of both sides.

In this kind of struggle, it seems that no one can do anything to the other.

However, with the passage of time, the destructive power at the eye of the storm is obviously weakening.The most conspicuous change is that the big hole in the water is about to be filled.

And in the process, the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

The air knife was torn apart by the hurricane again, but Qin Sang did not continue to gather the air knife, looked at the opponent who was getting closer, took a breath, and said in a deep voice: "Ready to fight!"

Sure enough, it was a process he was familiar with, and this time was no exception, and it was time to start hand-to-hand combat.

Chen Bing from both sides came here, and the first few battles sometimes had variables.

In the later stage, the opponents are very familiar with each other, let alone the small tricks, even if there are, they will not play a big role in the dignified battle.

Several large-scale battles have basically followed a similar process.

'Swish...'

Countless escape lights staggered, and the formation suddenly changed.

Qin Sang and the others completed the mission of "Eye of the Formation", and the monks around Qin Sang returned to their team. Countless magical artifacts lit up in the battle formation, densely packed like stars.

The eye of the wind has not completely dissipated, but it has been unable to stop the pace of both parties.

The sound of shouting and killing resounded through the sky one after another, and the two rays of light finally began to blend.

However, what is hidden under this beautiful scene is murderous intent!
With such a close distance, we can finally see some differences. Although Tianxingmeng and Xiaohanyu are both immortal cultivators, there are actually quite a few differences between them.

This difference is not only reflected in the magic weapon, but also in the monks themselves.

Although Xiaohanyu's formation has been tempered by the three-year war, compared with the Tianxingmeng, it can still be seen that it is a little loose, and the teams are fine, and the running-in is very tacit.

When looking at the entire formation, the gap becomes more and more obvious.

However, the overall strength of the monks in the Xiaohan domain is not inferior to that of the Tianxingmeng, although the number of monks in the Tianxingmeng is much larger than that of the Xiaohanyu, and the scale of the battle is larger than that of the Xiaohanyu.

But in terms of the number of masters in the fake alchemy realm and the late stage of foundation establishment, the Xiaohanyu was able to surpass the Tianxingmeng.

On the other hand, monks in Xiaohanyu also have more magic weapons than Tianxingmeng. Most monks in Tianxingmeng have magic weapons, which are limited to armor, spears, swords, etc. They look very similar in appearance.

Having fought with Xiaohanyu monks for so long, Qin Sang would not despise them because of their monotonous magic weapons.

For immortal cultivators, magical artifacts are only part of their strength, and their magical artifacts are very suitable for cooperation, and can exert power beyond their own quality.

"Senior Brother Mu, you are the vanguard, and I will support you," Qin Sang explained via voice transmission.

"it is good!"

Mu Yifeng holds the Nine Vulcan Blades in his hand, and the fire dragon wraps around his body, taking the lead.

Everyone in the team formed around Qin Sang and Mu Yifeng, ready to fight.

With a point of Qin Sang's finger, the cold golden sword that has been flying around him burst out, parallel to Mu Yifeng, and took out the Yin-Yang compass with the free palm...

"kill!"

Shouting and killing.

'boom! '

The battle formations of the two sides finally collided in one place.

At this moment, Qin Sang couldn't see far away at all, he only saw the enemy in front of him.

This enemy is like a sharp sword piercing into several battle formations, piercing all the way, rushing straight to Qin Sang.

Similar scenarios are happening at the same time in other locations.

However, the formation of Xiaohanyu's side was scattered but not chaotic.

Qin Sang didn't have the energy to take care of other places, so he quickly glanced around, silently estimated the strength of both sides, and then gave an order.

"kill!"

'call out! '

The cold golden sword turned into a little cold light, and moved forward with the Nine Vulcan Front. At the same time, several teams around Qin Sang spotted Qin Sang's movement and immediately responded.

All of a sudden, pieces of magical artifacts galloped out in a tit-for-tat posture.

The opponent is not to be outdone, and the momentum is constant, with sword energy and sword light crisscrossing.

After the collision, the opponent's momentum really paused for a short while.

At this time, Qin Sang did not take advantage of the situation to pursue.

"Let!"

As the so-called one-shot, and then decline, three and exhausted.

Qin Sang wasn't that stupid to challenge the opponent head-on, and he achieved his goal by defeating the opponent's spirit a little.

(End of this chapter)