"Let's wait!" Feng Yun Wuji stretched out his palm and shouted.

"Thief, what do you have to say?" A thin old man standing in the Cangmang Sword Sect said aloud. There were only dozens of ascension warriors behind this man, and they were obviously the head of a small sect.

"Is Mo Liye, the head of the Northern Sect's Supreme Leader?" Feng Yun Wuji asked, with a crowd of people in front of him. Although this formation is majestic, it seems to him that it is no different from facing one person. The gap in strength cannot be made up for the number of people with this strength.

"Hehe," an old man dressed in Mu Zi Sect's costume took a step forward and laughed angrily: "Why, do you still want to learn the sudden appearance of the Mu Zi Sect's Sect, and then another scene of pretending to be the Supreme Master of the Beibing Sword Sect?!"

Feng Yun Wuji didn't take the ridicule of the old man from the Mu Zi Sword Sect. He was thinking about another thing in his mind: "It's true that's not here!"

"Devil, at this moment, do you still want to escape in front of so many fellow disciples? Humph! All the heads of Mingshan Villa are here today, and they will pay their blood debts and blood. Devil, you are ready to die."

"Let's wait!" Feng Yun Wuji spoke again and said.

But these people obviously had already determined that Feng Yun Wuji was the main culprit of the Yeming Villa tragedy. Without saying a word, teams of masters who ascended to the realm swept quickly. In a blink of an eye, Feng Yun Wuji was surrounded by layers and counting in detail. There were as many as thousands of encirclements, and each encirclement seemed to be hidden as a sword formation.

The gear-shaped sword formation rotated rapidly in reverse in both directions, with a huge sword light and awesome momentum. A strange feeling came, and Fengyun Wuji knew that he had been locked by these sword formations.

"You are all famous and upright sects. Do you want to slander? You say I am the main culprit of Yeming Villa, so you have to come up with some evidence." Feng Yun Wuji did not take the sword formation to heart, but was more interested in the tricks these guys were going to do.

"Well, let you die." Looking at the number of ascension warriors behind the speaker, they were obviously the head of a medium-sized sect. When this person heard Feng Yun Wuji's questioning, he turned to look at Baililang, the head of the Cangmang Sword Sect. Seeing Baililang nodding, he then spoke: "That day, the head of my sect, the elders of the Cangmang Sword Sect, and the elders of the various sects and the disciples of the sect were invited by the owner of Yeming Villa to discuss major events. We received the command talisman of the head and asked me to wait to go to Yeming Villa to welcome him. Unexpectedly, when we arrived at Yeming Villa, we found that from top to bottom, everyone died tragically, without a single living. Poor our sect, we didn't even know how to finish the corpse. When we arrived in the mountains that day, we saw a black shadow rising up in the air. Devil, today, we will sacrifice our lives to avenge the head of my sect."

Feng Yun Wuji was slightly annoyed and said angrily: "A black shadow? How can it be proved based on speculation alone?"

"Hmph, I expected you wouldn't admit it, Luo Ming, come out." The old man who was speaking angrily smiled and waved to call out a man. A swordsman in gray robe and green crown squeezed out from the crowd. Seeing this man, Feng Yun Wuji's pupils couldn't help but shrink. He had an impression of this man. It was the man who was captured by him in Qingsong City, who wanted to ask him about the location of the Mu Zi Sword Sect, but he didn't expect that he would temporarily find out the matter of Helian Nanshan trying to ascend, but forgot about him. Unexpectedly, he stood up at this time.

"Hmph! What a thief, I was walking in front of the day. I was delayed behind for some reasons. When I was at the foot of the mountain, I saw a person falling from the air and breathing a little. I thought it was the VIP invited by the owner of Yeming Villa, but I didn't expect that he was a devil. Humph, thief, you should still have an impression of me." The man who called Luoming said indignantly.

Feng Yun Wuji couldn't help but be stunned. Japan was unintentional. He never expected that this matter was even related to Yeming Villa. The man named Luo Ming had never seen him before. He was obviously assigned to frame him.

"Devil, what else do you have to say?" The elder of the middle sect saw blood in his eyes and shouted: "Today I will let you pay your blood debt."

The countless sword formations on the periphery suddenly started to operate quickly, one forward and one reverse, one forward and one reverse, just a few steps, the whole body was as complete as one. The heads of several sects and elders retreated back and disappeared into the sword formation.

A stream of sword energy floated from all directions, shocking a stream of dust. The disciple of the outer sword formation pinched the sword formation with the right movements. He was unable to tell the figure in the blink of an eye. He saw a circle of fast-floating sword light. Three feet away from the sword formation, a light green blurred clear air flowed, but it was condensed by the sword aura emitted by the ascension warrior in the formation.

"Yuetian, this place is not good for you. There are too many people. You can go first. Let me see what is the mystery of his sword formation."

"Master, Yuetian will never dare to abandon Master and escape alone." Gu Yuetian said with a firm look on his face.

"Feng Yun Wuji couldn't help but laugh and said, "With my skills, let alone such as the ascension warriors, even if they have more than ten times more, they will not be able to do anything to me. Go... If you still recognize me as the master, do what I said."

"Master..." Gu Yuetian gritted his teeth and finally rose into the air. A cold shout suddenly came from all over: "It's not that easy to leave."

The sword formation suddenly emitted a huge suction force. In the air, with Gu Yuetian's skills, he was also sucked by the sucking force emitted by the strange and huge sword formations made by tens of thousands of ascension warriors, and his body flew backwards.

Feng Yun Wuji snorted coldly and slapped out his palm. The huge force slapped into Gu Yuetian's body, helping him break free from the constraints of the sword formation in one fell swoop. However, several people surrounded him from all directions, and the directions that the several people rushed out faintly formed a sword formation.

"Go down!" The eight people holding the sword in the upper air Yukong turned into a rapidly rotating sword light, swinging towards Gu Yuetian.

"Hmph! You are just arranged without any leakage," Feng Yun Wuji sneered, and slapped out his palm. The Star-sucking Technique had already taken action. The sleeves were stimulating, and a terrifyingly huge and sucking force pulled down the eight people in the air like a bird with broken wings. Gu Yuetian had quickly disappeared with this help. It took a long time to hear his echo: "Master, I'm waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."

There were sounds of gasping in the air around him, and the voice of Bai Li Sheng, the head of the Cangmang Sword Sect, came: "Devil, you can't forgive me even more."

As soon as the eight people in the air fell to the ground, their bodies floated and immediately merged into the huge sword formation.

"Suffer to die!"

A sudden shout came, and looking down from the air, the sword formation was divided into round after round, and each round was filled with only the sword light and no one was seen.

There are tens of thousands of people on this square, each with a hundred years of skill. With the help of this sword formation, tens of people are integrated into one, like a master with a million years of age. The more powerful thing is that this sword formation is not known to be the one with the hands of the sword formation, but it has the ability to increase by dozens of times. For a moment, this sword formation actually has the potential to compete with Fengyun Wuji.

A huge sword wheel suddenly swept, and it swept towards Feng Yun Wuji like a wind. Feng Yun Wuji subconsciously slashed out with a sword. The invisible sword energy that was slashed out immediately, as soon as it encountered the misty sword energy of the sword formation, it was immediately divided into strands. In Feng Yun Wuji's perception, this sword was borne by tens of thousands of people who formed this sword formation at the same time. The power of a sword was divided into tens of thousands of people. Moreover, the resistance and dissolution of the sword formation could not exert any damage.

Before the sword light approached, Feng Yun Wuji felt a sword energy attack. He took a deep breath. The "Liuxiu Sui Feng Body Technique" had already been unfolded, but he was still one step later. A sound of silk cracking came from his ears. A gap suddenly appeared on Feng Yun Wuji's cuff...

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