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Chapter 1153: Sword Formation Fiercely Battles the Dragon Ji

    

his divine sense moving, summoning the Bat King's Dharma Wings. 。At the same time, he reached out his hand into the void and grabbed several times. Several streaks of energy formed a net-like struct...But at this time, the sword formation was unified as one, with eight flying swords forming a powerful momentum.

Ding dong...

In the blink of an eye, the ethereal flying sword and the five-colored dragon head staff collided at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to discern. The ethereal flying sword met the attack head-on, not yielding an inch. The five-colored dragon head staff moved faster and faster.

"What incredible speed." Lu Xia Tian was inwardly shocked. Even with his sharp eyesight, he could barely keep up with the five-colored dragon head staff's movements. After watching for a while longer, Lu Xia Tian even felt dizzy. Furthermore, the five-colored dragon head staff faintly emitted a weak yellow light, which also interfered with Lu Xia Tian's vision.

With mere eyesight, he could no longer cope with the might of these five-colored dragon head sticks. Lu Xiaoteng's heart tightened, but he wasn't flustered at all. Instead, he simply closed his eyes and projected his divine sense outwards.

Ding ding ding, the originally sluggish response of the ethereal flying sword connected again with a rapid pace.

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"Boy, what is the name of your sword formation I've never heard of it before."

The Five-Colored Jiao Head Staff was trapped within the Misty Sword Formation. It lunged left and right, but found it difficult to break free. Xiang Kuang couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. The opponent's sword formation looked graceful and nimble, yet it was secretly sharp. Moreover, the connection between the eight flying swords was extremely tight. What shocked Xiang Kuang even more was that, with his current strength, he believed that if he used the methods of a great cultivator, he could forcefully break the formation. However, there was an agreement beforehand to only use the power of the same realm. Under this condition, the sword formation had no apparent flaws. At least, in Xiang Kuang's opinion as a great cultivator, he couldn't see any flaws.

“Although this sword formation is not as powerful as the Great乾 Formation formed by six Golden Flame Tiger Ant heads, a large part of my Great 乾 Formation still relies on the strength of the six Golden Flame Tiger Ants. These six Golden Flame Tiger Ants all come from the same nest of ant eggs. I have raised them for hundreds of years using secret methods, and they have reached their current level of power. However, in terms of formation integration, it is far inferior to this Oriental gentleman's sword formation. This sword formation is perfectly integrated and has infinite potential. If given time, if he grows to the level of a great cultivator, who knows what level of power this sword formation will reach.”

At this moment, it was more than just a madman. The head of the Mengxiao family, seeing this sword formation, was even more alarmed. "With the honorable status of a Grandmaster of Dan Arts, cultivating is never short of resources. If he were to become a great cultivator, he would probably be another Xiang Kuang, with few rivals at the same level. How did this Mr. Dong cultivate"

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“Found by chance in a hidden place, as for what it is, I’m not very clear.” The name of the Misty Venerable was quite well-known in the Blue Demon Sea Region. Although this was the Chiyan Continent, it wasn’t impossible that someone had heard of it. Although with Xiang Kuang and the master of the Mangxiao Family's strength and status, rashly revising swordsmanship might not be appropriate, one less thing is always better than one more.”

"Such a sharp and formidable sword formation! With cultivation at the early stage of Nascent Soul, this combined flying sword attack could match the five-colored dragon head wielded by Xiang Kuang. It is evident that the spiritual materials used to forge this set of flying swords are extraordinary. As expected of a master alchemist, even at the early stage of Nascent Soul, they already possess such a powerful sword formation."

The head of the Mengxiao family secretly speculated.

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"Very good, very good. Your understanding of this sword formation far surpasses Mang Hei's charcoal's grasp of that paltry Dagan Formation. Though a single flying sword is not strong, its unity makes it flawless and impenetrable."

Xiang Kuang saw that his five-colored Jiaolong head stick was being blocked by the opponent's flying swords within the sword formation, no matter how fierce it was. For a time, he couldn't even break free. Xiang Kuang saw this and was delighted, haha laughed, "You kid, you're not sincere at all. With this set of sword formations, even a cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul would have difficulty blocking it. You made me use only the strength of the early stage of Nascent Soul. You really played a good hand, but my five-colored Jiaolong head stick is not so easy to deal with."

"Transform into a dragon!"

xiang kuang drank again, the five-colored jiao head stick whistled, only to see that the head of the stick trembled, shaking into five shadows. Each shadow, a foot square, twisted and stretched rapidly like clouds and mist, and finally formed a giant Jiao with a common body and a scarlet, orange, yellow, green, blue five-color dragon head.

"No, this isn't just a change in the ordinary spiritual artifact. These five serpent heads give people the feeling as if they were real demon cultivators, or perhaps even five!" Lu Xiaoteng looked at the five colorful serpents formed by the Five-Colored Serpent Head Staff, his expression grave.

“Heh heh, you’re stronger than that Moku Heicha to be able to force me to use this kind of tactic.” Xiang Kuang laughed again, “Jiao She!”

“Roar!” The five dragon heads each raised their heads and let out a long, fierce roar. Although they were still trapped within the sword formation, their ferocious aura intertwined with the sword energy, resulting in a unique and intense battle.

The ferocious dragon's aura was rampant, its sword intent ethereal and hard to fathom. After a flurry of attacks, the five-colored dragon could no longer contain itself, savagely lunging towards the flickering flying swords.

Roars echoed through the air, swords shrieked, and dragons roared. For a moment, eight ethereal flying swords danced in mid-air, while five ferocious dragons of different colors fought fiercely against each other.

Eight flying swords clashed with the ferocious dragon, their sword qi and magical power shaking the ground, causing sand and dust to fly everywhere.

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Five fierce flood dragons flew back and forth, battling with flying swords from the air to the ground. With several thuds, they emerged from the earth again and soared into the sky.

The distance between the eight flying swords was being stretched wider and wider. Lu Xia Tian smiled softly, knowing immediately what this frantic attack was about.

“Strange!” Xiang Kuang saw that although the distance between the eight flying swords was dozens or even hundreds of times greater than before, they still resonated with each other. The attacks they endured were also shared among them. The opponent's understanding of the sword formation might be extremely deep, but as a cultivator at the early stage of Nascent Soul, the fact that the sword formation was spread out over a radius of tens of miles and yet remained unaffected by his five-colored dragon head staff was still beyond expectation. It wasn’t difficult for a Nascent Soul early stage cultivator to cover a radius of tens of miles with their divine sense, but covering this area and actually fighting were two completely different things. Especially when simultaneously controlling eight flying swords, the larger the range, the higher the demand on one's divine sense. Once the divine sense control over the flying swords was slightly affected, the application of mana would naturally suffer greatly.

This is the difference between a late Nascent Soul stage cultivator and an early one. A great cultivator's divine soul, its strength, far surpasses that of the early stage. Even with powerful magical power, it still requires divine consciousness to control when channeled into a spiritual artifact. If the divine consciousness cannot keep up, no matter how strong the magical power is, it cannot be properly guided and distributed within the eight flying swords. In the blink of an eye, the sword formation will crumble.

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xiang kuang originally had this plan, but what surprised him was that even when he expanded the sword formation to a radius of several dozen miles, lu xiaotian's control over the formation remained as effortless as if it were an extension of his arm.

“This Dongfang Mister’s primordial spirit is actually so powerful, forcing out Xiang Kuang’s five-colored Jiao head stick to its second form yet still maintaining the upper hand.” Mang Xiao's Patriarch watched the battle and was increasingly astonished.

“Brother, you wouldn't actually plan to break through the formation this way, would you If so, I might as well concede defeat right now.” Lu Xia Tian saw that the five-colored ferocious serpent was again showing signs of attacking outwards. Although he could still hold on, letting the other party directly probe his primordial spirit strength, Lu Xia Tian was unwilling to do so. After all, the primordial spirit strength of a Yuan Ying cultivator had its limits. He had cultivated the mysterious art of primordial spirit for many years and was far superior to cultivators of the same rank.

(San Qi Chinese)skipped a beat. If the other party wasn't the one behind Sword Embryo, it would be fine to deal with. His strength was a bit worse than that of the Lotus Avatar, perhaps he hadn't discovered the Lotus...