Chapter 3707 Square Sword Formation

"Little girl, you are no match for me."

Yan Qingqing held a sword in his hand, stepped on the void, and stood high above.

“However, it is really rare that you have such attainments and cultivation in swordsmanship at your age, and you are a talent that can be developed.

Today I will give you a great opportunity to hand over your sword and the swordsmanship you have mastered. I will plead with my uncle to let you join our Sifang Sword Sect and enter the Zhongtian Domain. Your future will be limitless. "

He really took a fancy to Leng Qingqiu's Immortal Killing Sword and the swordsmanship he practiced. If he handed these two treasures to the sect, his status would be greatly improved, and he might become the sect master's direct disciple.

Given this condition, he didn't think the other party would refuse.

In his consciousness, people in the Lower Heaven Realm must have infinite yearning for the Middle Heaven Realm. This opportunity is a great opportunity.

But what I never expected was that after Leng Qingqiu stabilized his figure, he just said three words softly, "You don't deserve it!"

"court death!"

Yan Wuqing's expression turned cold, but in order to get what he wanted, he still did not kill him.

Just holding the long sword in his hands, the violent sword intent mixed with the pressure of the Immortal King's peak swept towards Leng Qingqiu.

According to his idea, relying on his own strength will eventually make the other party surrender. After all, no one wants to die.

Leng Qingqiu had just been slapped and was slightly injured, but he was struggling to hold on under such strong pressure.

She held the Immortal Killing Sword in her hand and relied on her sword power to resist the pressure.

It's a pity that the combination of the opponent's sword intent and the pressure of the Immortal King's peak is no longer something she can resist.

One breath, two breaths, the hands holding the sword began to tremble, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth, obviously approaching the limit.

"Hahaha..." Yan Qingqing laughed proudly, "Now that you know the gap between me, you should quickly bow your head and admit defeat and agree to my conditions, otherwise you will die..."

"Don't even think about it..."

As soon as Leng Qingqiu spat out these three words, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his face became extremely pale.

"Little girl, you are already like this, what else do you want to use against me..."

Yan Wuqing was completely victorious. In his opinion, as long as a few more breaths passed, the opponent would be unable to withstand his pressure.

But at this moment, a powerful momentum suddenly rose into the sky. Immediately afterwards, the Immortal Killing Sword in Leng Qingqiu's hand burst out with overwhelming sword intent, instantly shattering his coercion.

"What...what's going on?"

Yan Qingqing was so shocked that he took a dozen steps back. His face was full of shock. He didn't understand what was happening?

Leng Qingqiu held the sword in his hand, and his aura at this moment was many times stronger than before.

It turned out that just now under this huge pressure, her cultivation level improved again, breaking through the bottleneck of the early Immortal King, and entering the middle stage of the Immortal King in one fell swoop.

Although his cultivation level is still inferior to that of Yan Qingqing, with the blessing of the inheritance of the First Sword Immortal, his strength can completely match the peak of the Immortal King.

"kill!"

The Killing Immortal Sword burst out with overwhelming killing intent, and the sharp sword light was like the waves of the sea, rolling in one after another.

Yan Qingqing fought again with his sword. After more than a dozen moves, he found that the opponent's strength had improved many times compared to before, and was not inferior to his at all.

The key is still improving. The more you fight, the stronger you get. Later on, there is a faint tendency to suppress yourself.

"Damn it!"

How could he still not understand what happened now? The pressure he just exerted not only failed to make others give in, but actually had the opposite effect.

It gave them the motivation to break through, and now their strength has once again risen to another level.

But there's no point in regretting, what happened has happened, and now he can no longer suppress others if he wants to.

Not only was he at a disadvantage, Du Wuwei and the three people next to him also had a hard time. Each of them could only parry but not fight back.

Jian Juechen stood nearby, frowning, his expression getting colder.

Originally, he had no intention of taking action when he came to the Lower Heaven Territory. He felt that he could completely conquer the Flowing Light Sword Sect with the help of the four major disciples he brought.

The result is good now, he is completely suppressed by others.

"You four are really useless, you haven't even used the Square Sword Formation yet!"

With his loud shout, the four of them woke up from a dream.

He used all his strength to throw away his opponent, and then the four of them gathered together and set up sword formations in four directions: southeast, northwest, and surrounding Jin Mei'er in the center.

The Sifang Sword Formation is the most unique skill of the Sifang Sword Sect, and it is said that the name of the sect is derived from it.

The four of them performed it together, and their combat power soared.

In fact, this was indeed the case. The four people gave up fighting alone and formed a sword formation. The situation was instantly reversed.

Although Jin Meier, Leng Qingqiu and others were strong, they did not have the skills to attack together. They were trapped in the formation and suppressed, and were completely at a disadvantage.

After a hundred moves, the four of them were already in a miserable state, with more or less minor injuries on their bodies.

"Let's see how long you can last!"

Yan Qingqing seized an opportunity. The long sword in her right hand shook away Leng Qingqiu's Immortal Killing Sword, and she slapped her chest with the palm of her left hand.

This palm is powerful and heavy, and once struck, it will inevitably suffer heavy damage.

Seeing this scene, Jin Meier and the others wanted to rescue them, but they were suppressed by the other three people and couldn't help at all.

Seeing that Leng Qingqiu was unable to escape, a ferocious smile appeared on Yan Qingqing's face.

But at this moment, an extremely violent wind struck from behind.

"No, who is this?"

Yan Qingqing's expression suddenly changed. The remaining people from the Liuguang Sword Sect were not strong enough and were not fighting within the sect. How could someone attack him at this time?

Feeling the power of the punch behind his back, he might not be able to save his body if he was hit.

Thinking of this, he could no longer care about Leng Qingqiu in front of him, and quickly turned around and slashed out with a sword.

But his sword missed, and then a figure appeared on the right side of his body, punched him hard on the shoulder, and the whole person flew out like a cannonball.

The square sword formation originally required the close cooperation of four people. When his side was knocked away, the sword formation suddenly collapsed.

Leng Qingqiu and others turned from defense to offense, and Du Wuwei and the others were caught off guard. All of them were injured and flew out.

The situation of the battle was completely reversed in just a moment, and all four people were extremely shocked.

Looking up, I saw a young man appearing in front of me, it was Ye Bufan who had rushed back.

"Xiaofan, you are back!"

After seeing him, Jin Meier and the four others were ecstatic and gathered around him.

"Boy, it turns out you are Ye Bufan."

Yan Qingqing wiped away the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth, and said with murderous intent, "If you dare to kill my disciples of the Sifang Sword Sect, please bow your head and plead guilty!"

Ye Bufan waved his hand, signaling Leng Qingqiu and others to step back.

Turning around, he looked sharply at the people in front of him, "Feng Wuji and the others deserve to die. Killing them is an act of justice for God, so why am I guilty?"