Chapter 632 This Sword Belongs to Me

Surrounded by a large number of monks near the mountain peak, their cultivation levels vary, some are only monks in the divine realm, while some are human immortals, each of them has a good cultivation level.

Surrounding the mountain peaks were supernatural powers, spiritual energy spurting out, bursts of palpitating fluctuations erupted from time to time. Those monks with weaker cultivation were just watching the battle from a distance, and the real battlefield was still on the top of the mountain.

"Beitingyuan, there are some things that you can't get your hands on. Hand over the spirit sword to spare you, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind and kill you here." An old Taoist with a palm whisk scolded.

"That's right, hand over the sword to live, otherwise today will be your death day." The Yinyin man said coldly.

None of those who besieged Beitingyuan were weak, and their cultivation had reached Qiwen Renxian at the worst, and one or two had reached the peak of Qiwen, which caused him a lot of pressure.

"So what?" Bei Tingyuan's eyes were as sharp as a sword, shining dazzling light: "Heaven, material, and earth treasures are for those who are capable. Since I can pass the test of Taoli Sword, this sword is mine, and no one can take it away." Walk."

"court death!"

All the immortals around shouted loudly, and they kept moving, pushing Bei Tingyuan into a dangerous situation step by step. In comparison, Bei Tingyuan's response paled in comparison, and every move had the risk of falling.

If you are not careful, you may be surrounded and killed here.

After all, he just thought that the formation master was really good at arranging formations, and he might be worse than the peak Qiwen Renxian in real battles.

Not to mention being besieged by so many powerful people now.

That is to say, relying on the wooden sword in his hand, it greatly shortened the formation time, otherwise Bei Tingyuan would not have been able to fight with them until now.

"I never imagined that the Eight-patterned Immortal would be so weak, even worse than me, a Seven-patterned Immortal." Someone laughed and slapped Bei Tingyuan on the back.

Bei Tingyuan was seriously injured and fell off the cliff with a single palm.

The rocks rolled down, and Bei Tingyuan spat out a big mouthful of blood, looking sluggish.

Before he could react, the four immortals had gathered together and scattered in four directions, descending on Bei Tingyuan's side with a murderous look.

"Hand over the sword, and spare your life." The old Taoist with the palm of his hand looked greedily at the sword in Bei Tingyuan's hand. Although it looked like a rough wooden sword, it was above.

Bei Tingyuan clenched his teeth, stared fiercely at the old man, squeezed out a few decisive words between his teeth: "Don't even think about it!"

This sword was obtained by his great chance. It is a holy sword that gave birth to a sword spirit, and it is not recorded in the files of the major forces. This sword is called Taoli, and it is the sword of the formation. It cannot be used in battle but can be used as an aid. It is better to understand the formation, and it is possible to deploy the formation more quickly with the formation sword.

He didn't know how many formations he had broken, and it took a lot of effort to pass the test of Tao Li Jian Jian Ling. Unexpectedly, Tao Lijian's formation rules had just converged, and this group of robbers appeared before they were warmed up in their hands.

"Then I have to send you to die."

The faces of the immortals present turned cold, and they were about to strike to end Bei Tingyuan's life. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Bei Tingyuan shook his hand and shot out several formation stones, brandishing the Taoli Sword.

"Array!"

Of course, Bei Tingyuan couldn't sit still and wait for death. He had arranged the formation as early as the battle. Now that the formation has just been formed, although it has been rushed, it bloomed its due power in the first time.

The faces of the surrounding immortals changed, and they could naturally feel the power of this formation, as if they had reached the top-rank Mysterious Level, possessing the ability to absolutely obliterate the seven-patterned immortals.

No one dared to act rashly.

"Shadow Lone Star Formation." The old Taoist, who was holding a whisk in his hand, had an ugly expression on his face. He knew the power of the Shadow Lone Star Formation. But he never thought that the duck in his mouth would fly away like this.

The great situation was reversed in an instant.

At this moment, a figure landed in the sky. This person was wearing a blue armor and kicked on the big formation with his bent legs. The formation trembled for a moment, and the second kick had already kicked on the big formation.

When his third foot landed, he crushed the formation directly.

Several formation stones shattered into powder.

"The vice head of the Riqie Sect, Gan Tao."

A look of fear flashed in everyone's eyes. But compared to that, the shadowy man was ecstatic and shouted directly: "Senior brother!"

The person who came was Gantao, the deputy head of the Rixie Sect, a human immortal with the peak strength of Bawen, who was only one step away from breaking through the Jiuwen Renxian, and was the second strongest person in the Rixiemen.

"Too bad." Bei Tingyuan felt a chill in his heart, if only these seven-patterned immortals in front of him would be able to deal with him, but now that Gan Tao's arrival made him almost despair.

It takes a certain amount of time to set up an array, and only with adequate preparations can the array master exert the greatest threat. But how could Gan Tao give him this time?

"Kill him, he has no ability to resist now." Gan Tao said lightly, from his eyes he could see that Bei Tingyuan had been seriously injured and was now at the end of his battle.

"Killing me, I'm afraid it's not that easy." Bei Tingyuan snorted coldly, but it made the shadowy man a little suspicious, and he didn't dare to approach easily for a while.

Does Beitingyuan have any cards?

"Hurry up, Jianzhong Mountain is probably opened now, and the owner of the door has already rushed away. I may not even be able to drink soup later. Kill Bei Tingyuan quickly and go to help the door owner." Gan Tao was a little impatient. .

The shadowy man also snorted coldly, carrying a precious knife in his hand, and plowed a ravine along the road. He walked up to Bei Tingyuan and swung the sword, only a cold light flashed across.

"This is life."

Bei Tingyuan laughed miserably. He knew that even if he handed over the Taoli Sword at this moment, it would be useless, Gan Tao would definitely

He will not leave himself a formation master as an enemy.

Recalling today's events, Bei Tingyuan feels that he is a tragic character. He obviously got Tao Lijian's approval by virtue of his great luck, but all of this is a wedding dress for others.

I will also die here tragically.

The precious knife was about to fall, and the sharp blade cut off his hairs several meters away, and was about to cut off his head.

at this moment.

However, the shadowy man felt that the weapon was controlled by an invisible force, and deviated from the direction of the reason strangely, and finally slashed in the open space beside Bei Tingyuan.

Gan Tao didn't know this, seeing the man's actions, he thought he was showing mercy on purpose, and couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing, do you want to let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

The shadowy man looked ugly and was about to say something.

Sudden.

An arrogant voice sounded.

"This sword belongs to me, you all go away."