Forced to copy books and learn secretly, I became the favorite of the immortal world

Chapter 159 An overwhelming victory
Chen Xu was caught off guard by such a powerful force.

He frowned and used all his strength to resist the fierce sword intent. Although the sword intent was blocked, the few people who had developed wretchedly behind the formation attacked in waves through constantly changing formations. They were like slippery loaches that could not be caught.

The one who faced off was always Si Jin. With the blood of the demon clan, his attack power far exceeded his current strength at the early stage of the Spiritualization. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was at the middle stage of the Spiritualization. With the blessing of the formation, the ancestor had to avoid harassment and fight against Si Jin, and he also felt some pressure.

He thought that these ant-like disciples would be crushed by him in one move, but he never expected that they could rely on the formation to contend with him for so long.

"Hmph, a mere trifle." He was humiliated by this style of attack. Ten levels of spiritual power burst out from his body, and he was forced to summon his life-long weapon, the Wanjun Pori Sword. The sword shone brightly.

"Chen Xu, you old man, you are crazy,"

Xuan Qing shouted, this Chenxu was so shameless, with their status to summon the natal sword, it was equivalent to a fight to the death. A person with the cultivation level of Lianxu actually used this sword on a group of kids. This was not only a loss of his own face, but also a stepping down on them.

"Ding" Qingxuan's Lixuan Sword was also summoned into his hand, and he wanted to step forward to stop it.

His figure was blocked by Yunyin, blocking his way forward to stop the rescue.

"Don't make a fuss. Chen Xu knows his limits. If something unexpected really happens, I will take action."

Qing Xuan gritted his teeth and glared at Yun Yin. These old guys have been arrogant for too long. He couldn't stand such ugly behavior, but he had an entire sect behind him. If he really took action, it would put Kunwu Sect on the opposite side of other sects. After weighing the pros and cons, he put down the sword in his hand. He could only gamble now, betting that they were not so crazy as to do so.

Their competition here does not affect Mo Anyi and others who are fighting against them.

Chen Xu used all his strength, and his domineering sword moves were like a storm, shooting at Mo Anyi and the other seven people. It was completely different from what Yun Yin said about being measured, and each sword was full of malicious killing moves.

"Little Junior Sister, be careful,"

Si Jin, who was in the attacking position, saw that the shameless Chen Xu gave up fighting him head-on, blocked his sword move, and slashed at Mo Anyi behind him. Mo Anyi, who was in the center of the formation, had no chance to dodge. He turned his back without thinking, and was hit hard by the palm. He was knocked out, spun inward in the air, supported himself with the sword, and stood steadily behind the sword formation.

Such an injury looked very painful, but he didn't even frown or pause for a moment before returning to the formation.

"That's all you can do. You're just showing off." Chen Xu knocked Si Jin away, and it looked like he wouldn't be able to hold on for long. He regained his lost confidence, and his aura suddenly increased.

"Change formation"

The pyramid-shaped sword formation turned into a hexagram.

The attack changed from one person holding a sword to a combination of two people. Cong Xingzhi and Chi Muze in front of the sword formation cooperated tacitly. One defended, the other attacked. With the spiritual power and formation of the other five people behind them, they looked dangerous, but they all steadily caught Chen Xu's sword moves.

Chen Xu hadn't really fought with a sword for many years, so his sword moves were obviously unfamiliar. He was not as agile and nimble as the few kings who had been struggling on the line between life and death, and who were constantly fighting in the sword formation. His exquisite and strange sword moves made up for the lack of spiritual power. After a long battle, Chen Xu's advantage was forced to decline.

The flaws began to emerge, and he became more and more impatient and made more mistakes, until he was covered in bruises.

Then, Ling Sheng shot a sword beam at an extremely tricky angle, scratching his arm.

Yuanying's sword pierced his arm, which was a great humiliation for him. Qingxuan might not be able to really hurt him, but these little ants dared to do so. How could they dare?
At this moment, he was hacking and slashing like a madman, completely losing the image of the high-level powerful man he had just been, and his sword moves became messy.

The people watching the battle around couldn't help but sigh. Perhaps there really is no power that is invincible. Their retreat came from their inner cowardice. The sense of escape was like a vine that entangled their steps, and they lost the courage to move forward. They had long forgotten that cultivating immortals is a journey against the will of heaven, and they need to cut through thorns and be fearless in order to walk the great path and achieve the right results.

They could probably predict the outcome of this battle where the weak defeated the strong without having to watch to the end.

Lianxu fought against Huashen and was defeated. And the defeat was so embarrassing. This is probably the biggest joke in the history of the immortal cultivation world.

Mo An had already known about the flaws that passers-by could see. She was waiting, waiting for a sure hit. She needed to use an overwhelming victory to shut up these complaining ancestors.

If we are going to fight, we must fight beautifully and have the right to speak.

She glanced at Si Jin, who nodded immediately. The tacit understanding between the two of them no longer required verbal communication.

As her technique changed, dense spiritual consciousness overflowed from her body, enveloping the entire formation. Si Jin turned around and fought at the forefront of the formation, using the method of burning his own vitality to increase the power of the formation to the extreme. His body radiated a dazzling light, like a shining star.

The interweaving of black and white combines all the power in this world. The minimalist colors are the most gorgeous.

Wait, Mo Anyi almost vomited blood. Second Brother, I asked you to strike with all your strength and kill Chen Xu directly, not to burn your life at the cost. You, a demon, have a long life, and you can't waste it like this.

Poor reading comprehension. Go back to Qingyun Peak to take cultural courses and continue studying. She is so angry.

Before she finished her complaints, a heart-shaking sword force carrying the power of the stars flew towards Chenxu.

"presumptuous"

Lieyang saw that something was wrong and immediately stepped forward to stop him, but he was still a step too late. Chenxu was violently knocked out and hit the mountain. His neatly tied bun was also scattered and fell on his shoulders. There was still a high-level cultivator there, like an embarrassed old man.

This sword also consumed all the spiritual energy on Qingyun Peak.
"Puff, puff, puff," a few sounds were heard, and the seven people spat out blood at the same time, standing trembling in the sword formation.

"How dare you, arrogant youngster, bully others like this. You are totally unprepared. Qingxuan, this is the rule of your Kunwu sect." Lieyang scolded the youngsters in front of him.