Chapter 142: Ten Absolute Sword Formation

"You useless Saint King Sect, hurry up and die!" Xiao Yun stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the Saint King Sect opposite, his face full of provocation.

The cultivators in the Saint King Sect all had gloomy eyes and ugly faces.

It was okay that they were suppressed by Lei Zu before, after all, Lei Zu was the strongest person in the world, and he also carried the Chaos Bell, even the Quasi-Emperor Mu Qi had to bow his head.

But what is Xiao Yun?

Although Xiao Yun has good talent and is a quasi-son of the Chaos Holy Land, in the eyes of most people, he is just a low-level cultivator in the God Bridge Realm.

A low-level cultivator dared to be so arrogant in front of the mountain gate of their Saint King Sect, which was really too arrogant.

Many Saint King Sect cultivators were furious, staring at Xiao Yun on the distant mountaintop with a sinister look on their faces, and they were gritting their teeth.

"Ancestor, let me go out and kill him!" A Saint King Sect disciple in the God Bridge Realm saluted Chen Lude.

"Ancestor, let me go, I will definitely kill this guy." Another cultivator from the God Bridge Realm asked to fight.

"Ancestor, let me go!"

"Ancestor, I will go and kill him!"

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Next, more and more cultivators from the God Bridge Realm asked to fight.

Being beaten to the mountain gate by a cultivator from the God Bridge Realm is a huge shame for the Holy King Sect.

Therefore, the disciples of the Holy King Sect all had a common hatred of the enemy and asked to fight.

Chen Lude stroked his beard with a gratified smile on his face. He saw that the morale of the disciples was high and felt that the army was ready and that this battle would be won without a doubt.

However, Chen Lude did not dare to underestimate Xiao Yun. After all, this was a peerless demon who had defeated Li Chengdi and their Holy King Sect's son Jiang Haoran.

Moreover, since Lei Zu dared to be so arrogant, it meant that he had absolute confidence.

Therefore, Chen Lude pondered for a moment, then pointed at ten people in the crowd and said in a deep voice: "Ren Ziqi, the ten of you go out and kill this boy with your Ten Absolute Sword Formation."

"Yes!" The ten Shenqiao Realm cultivators headed by Ren Ziqi immediately responded with excitement.

They seemed very happy, and each of them was very excited.

After all, being able to win honor for the Holy King Sect in front of the Quasi-Emperor Ancestor and the Great Saint-level strongman is definitely a great achievement. It can completely enter the sight of the high-level of the Holy King Sect, and the future achievements are limitless.

Moreover, if the Quasi-Emperor Ancestor and the Great Saint Ancestor are happy, they may reward them with some treasures, which will be a big profit.

As for whether they can kill Xiao Yun, Ren Ziqi and the ten people seem very confident.

If it is one-on-one, they are indeed not sure, after all, Xiao Yun has swept the True Dragon Nest and has long been famous.

However, if the ten of them attack together, they will have absolute certainty.

At that moment, Ren Ziqi and his ten men stepped on flying swords, flew out of the Holy King Sect, and shot towards the mountain where Xiao Yun was.

"The ancestor actually sent Senior Brother Ren and his men to fight. It seems that we have no chance to fight."

"Senior Brother Ren and his ten men are not only geniuses of the same batch, but also have a very good relationship with each other. They often go out to practice together and have earned the reputation of the Ten Sword Immortals of our Holy King Sect. Who in the cultivation world doesn't know? Who doesn't know? This Xiao Yun is dead!"

"Yes, I heard that even our Lord God's Son is not a match for the Ten Absolute Sword Formation formed by Senior Brother Ren and his ten men."

"Lord God's Son is still young and has not grown up yet. This Xiao Yun is probably the same. He can't fight ten people alone. He will definitely lose this battle."

"Killing this boy can solve a future enemy for our Lord God's Son, and can increase the chances of Lord God's Son proving the Dao Emperor."

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Even the people around were very confident in Ren Ziqi and his ten men, and they were talking about it one by one.

Outside the gate of the Holy King Sect, on the top of a mountain.

Xiao Yun, with his hands behind his back, looked down at the ten people of Ren Ziqi who were rushing towards him from a distance, and said lightly: "Only ten people? You, the Holy King Sect, actually look down on me. It seems that I need to teach you a lesson."

Ren Ziqi and others were stunned. What do you mean by only ten people?

Damn, you are just one person, and we sent ten people. We already look up to you very much, but you still look down on you. It's so arrogant.

In an instant, Ren Ziqi and the ten people were enraged.

Ren Ziqi was even more furious and said: "You dare to be so arrogant when you are about to die. It's really ridiculous."

"Brother Ren, why are you talking nonsense with him? Just set up a formation to kill him." A disciple shouted at Xiao Yun.

"Yes, Senior Brother Ren, please give the order to kill this guy as soon as possible so that we can go back and drink. I heard that Junior Sister Wu recently brewed a batch of new wine, so we can go and test it." A disciple said with a smile, he looked relaxed, obviously not taking Xiao Yun seriously.

Xiao Yun snorted coldly and said, "Come here and die, I'm waiting to kill the next batch, today I will make your Shengwang Sect's mountain gate a river of blood."

"Arrogant!"

"Too arrogant."

"You dare to speak arrogantly when you are about to die. You really don't know how to write the word death."

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Ren Ziqi and others were furious.

"Come here, kill you!" Xiao Yun hooked his finger at Ren Ziqi and others, his face full of disdain and ridicule.

Ren Ziqi shouted, "Brothers, set up the formation and kill this boy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Ziqi and ten people formed a sword formation and blocked Xiao Yun in it.

In the huge sword formation, brilliant sword energy rose into the sky, like a sword curtain covering the sky, pressing down on the dark clouds so much that they trembled.

The endless murderous intent contained in this sword formation made those watching from a distance tremble.

"Ten unique sword formations, no one at the same level can break them!"

"Single-on-one, Senior Brother Ren and the other ten are not the strongest in our Holy King Sect, but with ten of them joining forces, even the Son of God will have to avoid the edge for the time being."

"This Xiao Yun is dead."

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In the Holy King Sect, a group of disciples who knew Ren Ziqi well couldn't help but smile confidently. They seemed to have seen Xiao Yun being killed by Ren Ziqi and others.

"This formation is quite extraordinary and should be invincible in the Shenqiao Realm." Chen Lude also praised with a smile.

"Hmph, a rubbish formation is trying to kill my quasi-god son in the Holy Land of Chaos. It's so desperate!" In the sky, Lei Zu sneered again and again.

"boom!"

At this moment, a terrifying blood energy rose into the sky from the Ten Jue Sword Formation, like a bloody divine dragon, roaring loudly in the sky.

Everyone's attention was immediately attracted.

I saw that in the Ten Jue Sword Formation, Xiao Yun's body was shining brightly, as if a hot flame was burning, making his whole body look like a star, exuding dazzling brilliance.

"You want to kill me just by breaking the formation? You are so ridiculous!" Xiao Yun's sharp eyes penetrated the void and scanned Ren Ziqi and others. His breathtaking eyes made their hearts tremble.

"The flow of ten thousand swords!" Xiao Yun immediately shouted, controlling the Black Demon Sword, turning into a mighty black sword river, carrying an earth-shattering power, and immediately impacted the entire Ten Jue Sword Formation.

"Not good!" Ren Ziqi's expression changed drastically. He felt an unparalleled power from this mighty black sword river.