Three powerful men in the Heavenly Realm appeared. After looking at each other, they all realized something was wrong.

General Feilong Shangguan Tianxing raised his sword eyebrows and held the Mo Dao in his hand tighter.

He looked at the Heavenly Wolf God Lord beside him, and said solemnly: "The Xiaori Sect alone cannot set up such a large formation. I'm afraid there are experts behind it to help."

The eyes of the Heavenly Wolf God Lord were full of cruelty: "Hmph... No matter who he is, if he dares to kill me, a junior of the wolf tribe, I will fight him to the death!"

After saying that, the Heavenly Wolf Divine Lord struck out with a palm, trying to forcefully break through the Ten Thousand Swords and Immortal Trapping Formation.

"boom!"

A black light shot out, disappeared into the sword formation, and turned into a wolf shadow.

"Ouch!"

However, as a wolf howled suddenly, the wolf shadow was swallowed up by the sword energy, leaving no trace left.

The Heavenly Wolf Lord was startled, he had underestimated the power of this formation, and with his full blow, there was not even a splash of water.

He was just about to continue taking action when he heard General Feilong turn the spatula in his hand and shouted: "Let me do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, General Feilong took control of the Pegasus and rushed towards the sword formation.

"Shinto Technique! Blue Dragon Blood Slash!"

With one slash, the sky cracked open and blood rained down, turning into sword energy.

"boom!"

A loud noise was heard, and the sword energy actually created a crack in the sword formation in front of him.

Just as General Feilong was planning to take advantage of the situation, he entered.

At the critical moment, he saw the flying swords all around him coming towards him, and the cracks that had just been opened were closing quickly.

"not good!"

General Feilong shouted softly and slashed the Mo Dao in his hand, easily breaking the sword energy coming towards him, but his body was also forced back.

"..."

For a moment, General Feilong looked a little ugly.

As a general of Shen Cang Tian, ​​his combat power is not weak, but at the moment he can't even break through the opponent's defensive formation. How is it ridiculous?

Immediately, he waved the Mo Dao in his hand, and Ling Ran's sword energy soared into the sky.

"Listen to the people in the formation, quickly open the formation and release the people. This is your last chance. If not, I will make the Xiaori Sect bleed like a river!"

Faced with the threat from General Feilong, everyone in the Xiaori Sect suddenly felt heart palpitations.

After all, General Feilong represents the Shen Cang Tian Military Department. They have a head-on confrontation with him this time, and it is hard to say what the outcome will be.

Hearing the voice of General Feilong, Zhao Zhengyang suddenly regained some confidence, and said in a confident tone: "Sword King of Zhentian! Have you heard the voice of my adoptive father? Now open the formation and let me go. I can

If all this has never happened, and I will not embarrass the Xiaori Sect, or even if the Xiaori Sect is in trouble in the future, I can help you for your sake, but if you continue to persist, you can't blame me for waiting.

Got it!"

Ancestor Jinguang also continued: "Yes! Now the three masters have arrived. No matter how strong you are, you can't defeat one against three. If you are willing to open the big formation, let it go. Regarding the death of Master Lang, we can also help

You can excuse me..."

After hearing this, Fu Yushu and others couldn't hold it any longer and planned to give it up.

However, seeing that neither Feng Wuchen nor Gu Boqing expressed their opinions, they did not speak rashly.

But Feng Wuchen smiled coldly: "It's impossible to fight one against three? But I don't know whether you underestimated me or underestimated those three losers. Then you'd better remember this sentence and open your eyes.

The big dog eyes are ready..."

After saying that, he closed his eyes slightly, lay down on the chair, and said in a nonchalant way: "Instead of shouting, it's better to break the sword formation first! What qualifications does a waste who can't even break my sword formation have to me?

Talk in front of me?"

As soon as this statement came out, the three people in the outside world were immediately angered.

"Okay, okay! I really want to see who he is today, who dares to be so arrogant in front of the three of us!"

General Feilong's face darkened slightly, he turned his palm, and a small order appeared.

Xiao Ling urged it, and a black light suddenly emitted.

Immediately, I heard General Feilong shout softly: "Shen Cang Tian Beicang Military Department, listen to the order, all generals above the Heavenly King, come quickly! I will crush the Xiaori Sect!"

Wu Sansi also followed closely behind, using the magic formula, sending a seven-color divine light into the sky, turning into a seven-color epiphyllum, which lasted for a long time.

That epiphyllum is the beacon of the Wu family. Seeing this beacon, all the Wu family's deployments within tens of thousands of miles will come after hearing the news.

As for the Heavenly Wolf Lord, he raised his head and roared loudly.

"Boom..."

For a moment, the earth trembled and smoke billowed.

It turned out that all the monsters and alien species hiding in the surrounding mountains came over.

After the three of them each sent out signals, they simultaneously looked at the Ten Thousand Swords Trapping Immortal Formation.

General Feilong held Mo Dao and said: "My Canglong Blood Slash can split the sword formation, but the crack does not last long enough for us to enter it. Mr. Wu, can your Wu family's magic weapon Dragon Bone Fan be there?"

On your body?"

Wu Sansi nodded, turned his palm, and took out a folding fan with white bones and black face: "It just happens to be on me."

"God help me!" General Feilong chuckled, and then said: "Bring me back and I will use the Blue Dragon Blood Slash to split the sword array, and then you can activate the dragon bone fan to hold up the gap! How about it?"

Wu Sansi frowned slightly: "It's okay, but you have also seen that the power of this sword array is not weak. If it were up to me alone, I'm afraid I can only hold it for a moment..."

Before Wu Sansi could finish speaking, the Heavenly Wolf Lord said: "I'm here to help you! It will be easy for the two of us to activate the dragon bone fan at the same time to break this sword formation."

"good!"

After the three of them put it together, they already had a countermeasure.

Then he saw General Feilong holding the Mo Dao, brewing the Blue Dragon Blood Slash again.

"Wow!"

I saw blood stains gathering in the air again, and they quickly slashed towards the sword formation.

"boom!"

Following the loud noise, another gap suddenly appeared in the Ten Thousand Swords Falling Immortal Formation.

Seeing this, Wu Sansi was already prepared. A black light shot out of his hand and turned into a huge fan between the gaps.

At the same time, Lord Tianlang also activated his cultivation and poured all his strength into the folding fan.

This fan is called the Dragon Bone Fan. Although its fan bones are not really derived from the five-clawed golden dragon, it is still a subspecies that is not weak among the dragons. It is also powerful among the divine weapons. This fan is in the sword formation.

Hundreds of divine swords can do nothing to this folding fan.

Seeing that a gap was opened in the airtight sword formation, the three of them suddenly showed joy.

"Let's go in together!"

As soon as the words fell, the three of them turned into light at the same time and disappeared into the sword formation.

Arriving inside the formation, Lord Heavenly Wolf grinned and shouted angrily: "Who killed me, a junior of the Wolf Clan, get out!"

At this time, Zhao Zhengyang rolled his eyes and pointed at Feng Wuchen: "It was him...it was he who killed Master Lang!"

Feng Wuchen then calmly opened his eyes and said: "Don't talk nonsense... That Master Wolf bumped into my Ten Thousand Swords Trapping Immortal Formation and sought death. He was not killed by me!"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhengyang smiled coldly: "Hmph... wasn't it quite arrogant just now? Why don't you dare to admit it now? You are just a bully and a fear of the strong!"

"Wrong!" Feng Wuchen stood up without fear, and said softly: "This code is the same code. If it is really the person I killed, I will naturally not deny it, but it is not the person I killed, and there is no way to detain it from me.

On the head!"

At this point, Feng Wuchen's eyes froze, and there was a black and red three-foot long sword in his palm. He glanced fiercely: "I did not kill that Master Lang, but I did kill you, Zhao Zhengyang."
Chapter completed!