At the center of the vortex, the space is distorted, emitting heart-stopping fluctuations.
Within a radius of ten feet, the ground was cracked and covered with flying snow and rocks.
"Boom!"
The sword energy roared like a violent wind, tearing everything apart.
Xue'er's condensed ice cone was crushed into pieces by the sword energy before it even got close.
The branches waved by the old man were also cut off by the sword energy, and the broken branches and leaves were flying in the sky.
Xue'er's face was pale, and she could clearly feel that the terrifying power contained in this sword formation was beyond her ability to resist.
In her eyes, those were no longer three swords, but three vortexes of all-devouring sword energy, crushing towards her, trying to crush her completely.
She clenched her silver teeth, and quickly made seals with her hands. Cold air surged around her body, and ice walls rose from the ground, trying to block the advancement of the sword formation.
At the same time, she screamed, and countless ice cones condensed in front of her, shooting towards the sword array like a heavy rain.
"Death struggle!" Wu Buxiu snorted, and with a wave of Lingxiao Sword, a sword energy swept out, like a bolt of lightning, piercing the sky.
Boom...
The ice cone collided with the sword energy, making a deafening explosion sound, ice shards flying everywhere, and the cold air filling the air.
However, these hundreds of ice picks could only block the sword energy for a moment before they were all shattered.
The old man's beard and hair grew. He roared, and the green light all over his body surged again. Countless thick branches grew wildly from his body and entangled towards the sword array, trying to bind and tear the sword array apart.
"Overestimating your own abilities!" A cold light emanated from the corners of Li Cong's eyes.
Click! Click...
The branches collided with the sword energy, and countless broken branches and leaves flew all over the sky.
Although the old man's branches were tough, they were completely vulnerable to the strangulation of the "Three Talents Sword Formation", and they broke and turned into powder.
The old man's breath was weak, and he was obviously at the end of his strength.
His eyes were full of unwillingness and despair. He could feel that his life force was passing away rapidly. This sword formation was destroying his vitality!
Xue'er was not much better, her face was as pale as paper, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and her delicate body was trembling slightly.
"Hahaha, old man, little goblin, your death has come!" When Wu Buxiu saw this, he looked up to the sky and laughed, his eyes full of pride and cruelty.
"Hand over the bodhi tree root and snow elixir, and maybe I can leave you with a whole corpse!" Li Cong smiled grimly.
Hao Yijian licked his lips and said with a smile: "Little fairy, you are quite handsome, why not follow me, I promise to let you..."
"Two junior brothers, fight quickly, otherwise changes will occur!" Wu Buxiu interrupted Hao Yijian. He was more concerned about the Bodhi tree root and Snow Pill.
Li Cong and Hao Yijian nodded, murderous intent evident in their eyes.
The three people activated the "Three Talents Sword Formation" again. The sword formation glowed brighter, the sword energy vortex rotated faster, and the strangulation power was stronger. "Let me try your sword formation!"
A figure suddenly appeared.
"Ye Feng!"
The three of them exclaimed.
They discovered that the outer disciple of the Tianji Sect was approaching the sword formation!
"Seeking death!"
A trace of cruelty appeared on Wu Buxiu's lips.
Ye Feng ignored them. He slowly raised his right hand, and a seemingly ordinary long sword appeared in his hand.
"Cut!" Ye Feng spat out one word, and the Star Thunder Sword was instantly slashed out.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling light, only a seemingly ordinary sword light piercing the sky.
However, this seemingly ordinary sword light made Wu Buxiu and the others feel an unprecedented threat.
They only felt that a heart-stopping force instantly enveloped them, making them unable to move. They could only watch the sword light slash towards the sword formation.
Click!
A crisp sound rang in everyone's ears.
"The Three Talents Sword Formation is broken!"
The sword formation is shattered, the spiritual energy is scattered, the wind is howling, and the snow is flying and the ice is flying.
Poof! puff! puff!
Wu Buxiu and the three of them spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time. Their bodies flew out and fell to the ground hard. Their breath was sluggish and their faces were as pale as paper.
"This...how is this possible?!" Wu Buxiu struggled to stand up.
Li Cong and Hao Yijian were not much better. They collapsed to the ground, their eyes full of horror and despair.
They never dreamed that the "Three Talents Sword Formation" they were proud of could be broken so easily!
There was only the rustle of falling ice shards and the heavy breathing of Wu Buxiu and the others.
The air was filled with the faint smell of blood, which was the smell of the blood after Wu Buxiu and the other three were injured.
Everything seemed so abrupt and incredible.
Everyone was stunned. They stared at Ye Feng blankly, their eyes full of shock and confusion.
They could not understand how an outer disciple could have such great strength?
They can’t even understand how a seemingly ordinary long sword can have such terrifying power?
They have never seen such a terrifying sword.
I have never seen such a terrifying person.
That person was standing there, holding a seemingly ordinary long sword, like a god or demon.
"Do you want to die?"
Ye Feng spoke, his voice cold.
The bodies of Wu Buxiu and the others trembled violently.
"No...don't want to..." Hao Yijian's voice was hoarse.
"Get out!"
Ye Feng snorted coldly.
The three of them rolled and crawled to escape as if they had been granted amnesty.
But surrounded by a vast snowfield, they were stunned for a moment.
At this time, in the palm of Ye Feng's right hand, the star mark began to feel faintly warm.
"What? Here we go again, damn..." Ye Feng didn't know what would happen this time, so he couldn't help but blurt out to himself.
Ye Feng suddenly felt strands of strange energy, invisible and qualityless, beginning to follow the star marks and penetrate into the palm of his hand.
"Uh!" Ye Feng snorted and his body shook violently.
An indescribable tearing feeling swept through the whole body instantly.
It was as if the soul was grabbed by invisible hands and was to be torn to pieces.
He could even "see" ripples in the void around him, and fine, dark cracks spreading quietly like spider webs.
This feeling was extremely weird and made his scalp numb.
The snowy scene in the field of vision began to shake and blur.
He heard a slight clicking sound coming from around him.
However, it was not the ice and ground breaking, but more like... the wail of space itself.
The influx of external energy is getting faster and faster.
Like a torrent that opens its gates, it surges endlessly.
The strange thing is that with the influx of energy, the amount of energy increases.
The terrifying feeling of space tearing gradually weakened.
Instead, there is a feeling of coolness and comfort.
The burning pain of the star mark disappeared without a trace, and the mark returned to calm.
A vague thought flashed through my mind. This power was pure and vast, with the aura of space.
Looking inwards, I found that the source of star power in the Dantian seemed to have grown a little stronger. Although it was still weak, it was more condensed, and there seemed to be an indescribable spatial meaning mixed in it.
"Crack--Crack--"
The crisp and continuous cracking sound resounded throughout the snowy area, no longer the subtle cracks around Ye Feng's body, but the entire space!
Shocking huge cracks appeared out of thin air, crisscrossing each other, like broken mirrors, quickly covering the vast snow-white sky and the frozen earth.