Jing Yao frowned slightly, the monks of several major sects gathered more and more, but the more people, the greater the differences, there was only one star map, but there were many monks in the Mahayana realm, and there were two or three in each sect.

If they had no thoughts about the star map, they wouldn't have appeared here, because they were afraid of each other, so no one would be the first to strike.

The monks of the Zhao clan suddenly entered the field, which tilted the relatively balanced balance slightly, but the other sects were indifferent to the Zhao clan, and were even happy to see it.

The leader of the Zhao clan was a monk in the Merge Realm, and he was not in a hurry at all, but the great monk of the clan had been missing, and there might not be a chance to turn around if he waited any longer.

He despises other sects in his heart, he wants to arrest people, but he doesn't want to become the target of the public, so he might as well break the sick balance first.

Of course, the best result is to capture people, and whether other sects will stab them in the back, this leader has no bottom in his heart, but there is news from the clan that another Mahayana realm monk is rushing over.

Mahayana is always an unattainable mountain in the world of cultivating immortals, as long as a sect has a Mahayana realm monk in charge, no one wants to provoke easily, of course, the Sword Sect is an exception.

The leader of the Zhao clan made a gesture, and the more than thirty monks behind him quickly made corresponding arrangements, the change was not particularly large, but the momentum was essentially different, like a sharp long sword, slashing in the heavens and the earth.

This leader watched from a high altitude for a long time, and had a certain understanding of Huang Xiufeng's formation, and also understood that the cooperation of the three or three monks could not take Jing Yao, and the gesture changed again, and more than thirty cultivators reacted quickly with the change of gestures.

A group of six, the Southern Dipper Six Star Array.

The leader made a mistake and flashed to the back of the formation, acting as the eye of the formation, and once there was any change, he could also remedy it in time.

Jing Yao and Huang Xiufeng were both formation masters, seeing the Zhao clan fighting in formation, they couldn't help laughing, the leader was a little annoyed, and raised his hand decisively, and the six sharp sword qi blew over like a violent wind.

At first glance, it looks like six sword qi with a cold light slashing horizontally, but the six sword formations echo each other from afar, and they are still in a holistic situation, no matter whether they face a unique formation or regard the thirty-six monks as a whole, they will fall into the other party's calculations.

The six monks who rushed to the forefront were all golden spirit roots, only attacking but not defending, and the sword formations on both wings were all water spirit heels.

The flamboyant flow of water is formless and unpredictable, and the six monks in the middle are mainly earth spirit roots, and the six monks at the back are wood.

A formation contains four attribute changes, six Golden Linggen Monks act as sword blades, two winged water spirits and monks act as sword blades to interfere with feints and create opportunities for sword blades, Earth Linggen monks are equivalent to shields, on the defensive, and most of the enemy's attacks are borne by them.

The last group of Mu Linggen monks played a turning point, and such a set of sword formations composed of thirty-six monks once had a brilliant record of killing Mahayana realm monks by leapfrogging.

Of course, it was not these thirty-six people who killed the Mahayana monks, but their ancestors.

A well-informed cultivator exclaimed, "Nandou Sword Formation! It seems that this group of guys is bound to win." ”

"Don't jump to conclusions, their opponents are also good at formations, and in terms of formations, Huang Xiufeng doesn't lose anyone. ”

"But they're alone. ”

"They've been alone for a long time, who took them both down?"

......

The six sword formations roared past, and the six monks in the middle jumped into the air, Jing Yao and Huang Xiufeng let the sword formation surround the two, which was tantamount to self-seeking death in the eyes of others, but Jing Yao and Huang Xiufeng's faces were calm, and they looked at the Nandou Sword Formation lightly.

The leader was happy in his heart, and he was also worried that Jing Yao and Huang Xiufeng would advance from the flanks, because the cultivation of the monks on the two wings was only in the Yuan Infant Realm, and they were much weaker.

But the two of them were willing to enter the formation, and they would be besieged by thirty-six monks from all directions, and the leader almost laughed out loud, and the result of this battle was a decisive conclusion in his heart.

The thirty-six monks who besieged Jing Yao and Huang Xiufeng were in a complicated mood, they had been practicing this sword formation for a long time, and they knew what position they were in with their eyes closed, when to make a move, when to interrupt, when to cooperate with their companions, how fast and slow the true yuan was running, etc., they were familiar with it.

However, with this cooperation, the power of the sword formation was exerted, but it was only exerted, and it didn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes.

The water spirit and the monk who acted as the two wings set off a surging river, and Jing Yao and Huang Xiufeng were on the shore, regardless of the turbulent waves, their expressions remained unchanged.

The river wants to hit the two of them, or the river widens and floods the riverbank.

Either the opponent takes the initiative to jump, the former will affect the formation coordination, and the latter ...... Even if you're an idiot, I'm afraid you won't take the initiative to jump, right?

The six Golden Linggen Monks were more nesty than the Two-Winged Monks, and the opponent was right in front of them, but the sword qi that fell down passed by the two of them, and the immortal treasure was sacrificed in a hurry, but it was just a repetition of useless work.

Huang Xiufeng said with a smile: "If you don't lose the sword sect's high foot, it is easy to find a flaw in the formation." ”

Jing Yao chuckled: "They used the wrong formation. ”

Yes, I used the wrong formation, Huang Xiufeng laughed, and it spread far away, and the scattered cultivators who watched the battle were not clear, so they were about to be made dumplings, and they could still laugh?

Slowly, someone saw the reason and said in surprise: "They are standing on the back of the sword!"

Stand on the back of the sword!

This sounds a little awkward, but it doesn't hinder thinking, the sword has two edges, the blade and the hilt of the sword, since ancient times, there has been a saying that the double-edged sword hurts others and hurts oneself in the secular and immortal cultivation worlds.

But the back of the sword is the safest position of a sword, whether this sword is a divine blade or a mortal iron, the back of the sword is difficult to hurt people, the reason is this reason, can find the position of the back of the sword in the sword array that moves, how many people can do it?

"Disciple of the Sword Sect. Someone gave the answer.

"The leader of the Zhao clan is shooting himself in the foot, and he is especially swollen. ”

"Be quiet, that guy seems to be looking at you. ”

"The formation is broken, but they can't get out. ”

......

The sword formation was broken, and the power of the sword array could not be exerted, and it became a very ordinary siege, with a loud roar from the leader, the thirty-six monks were about to give up the formation, and they were shocked to find that they couldn't help themselves, to be precise, the line running by the true yuan couldn't help themselves.

The six Golden Linggen Monks were the most flustered, their bodies were still their own bodies, and their thoughts were still their own thoughts, but the true yuan in their bodies was like a beast that had escaped the reins, running retrograde in their bodies.

"Amazing!" Huang Xiufeng was shocked, he knew about Jing Yao, but he never knew that Jing Yao could control the true yuan of others.