Chapter 130 - Fierce Battle [II]

After more than ten rounds, Fei Hong was already extremely annoyed, he shouted angrily, and suddenly shot at a disciple who was wandering and attacked.

But the disciple turned a blind eye in order not to cause the sword formation to be messed up, and the long sword pierced Fei Hong's chest without any hesitation.

Fei Hong frowned, jumped up suddenly, and punched the disciple like a blue dragon out of the sea.

Surprisingly, the disciple still did not dodge, but suddenly a disciple jumped in from the outer circle, his long sword  pierced Fei Hong's neck.

In this way, Fei Hong is equivalent to being attacked by the enemy before and after, and he is at a disadvantage immediately.

Seeing that Fei Hong was about to be stabbed, he suddenly threw out his left hand, and threw out the few black iron needles left.

After all, the hidden weapon was much faster. After a scream, the disciple in the inner circle fell to the ground and died tragically. Fei Hong hurriedly turned back in mid-air, but was still stabbed in the back by a sword from the later disciple, blood gushing out.

Returning to Fei Hong in the sword formation, he smiled even more bitterly in his heart. After a long time of effort, he still did not escape from this inner circle, but was injured instead...

This aroused Fei Hong's potential. He no longer hesitated, and after dodging several swords in the sword formation, his palms joined together like a giant dragon flying into the sky, and roared to the ground.

This blow has the potential of thunder, and with a loud bang, a big hole with a diameter of more than ten feet was smashed by Fei Hong on the bluestone ground.

In an instant, several Sacred Sword sect Sect disciples who were not stable enough stumbled a few times, and the inner circle of swords was instantly broken by Fei Hong.

However, just as Fei Hong was about to go out, the outer circle of sword formations suddenly separated in twos, and the extra person stabbed towards Fei Hong. Fei Hong was startled, not knowing what these people were going to do. After dodging and dodging, he saw that the six people in the outer circle crossed each other, forming another inner circle in a short period of time. And the people in the inner circle became the outer circle after they stabilized their bodies.

Because the number of people in the inner circle increased at this moment, the attack was faster and more sustained, and Fei Hong fell into an even more embarrassing predicament. This was the most basic and critical formation of the Sacred Sword sect Sword Formation. 

One must know that at the beginning of the Sacred Sword sect Sword Formation, it was not to kill the enemy quickly, but to exhaust the enemy's patience over a long period of time. This was in order to successfully trap the opponent.

Therefore, as long as there were enough people in this sword formation, it could continuously trap the enemy for a certain period of time.

Fei Hong was continuously trapped, and his mentality became even more anxious. He simply shouted, and fully opened the second stage cultivation base of the Imperial Realm. His muscles skyrocketed, his face became reddish, and his spiritual aura rose sharply for a while. Like a torrential rain, it hit everyone in the sword formation.

For a while, sound of clashing blades sounded everywhere, Fei Hong's palms actually repelled several long swords. Seeing that there was a tendency to break the formation, he intensified his moves.

Cao Wang sneered on the side. "Change formation. Fangs of Death!"

With this order, the sword formations in the inner and outer circles merged again and again, changing and matching one after another. From time to time, long swords slammed out, causing Fei Hong to panic immediately.

"This Sacred Sword Sect's Sword Formation is really extraordinary..." 

"No wonder they call themselves Sacred Swords..."

Feng Chenzi and Liu San, who were off the field, both discussed as they clenched their fists. In the previous few days of communication, they believed that Fei Hong was certainly not the person Cao Wang said he was. It was just that they couldn't help now, they could only watch Fei Hong being trapped in the Sacred Sword sect Sword Formation alone. It was really a bit tormented.

After a few rounds, Cao Wang raised his sword and said, "Sword formation. One Of Many Swords."

The eleven Sacred Sword sectsmen disciples instantly each held a sword flower, some of which were offensive and defensive, and quickly gathered towards Fei Hong. Fei Hong was overjoyed, melee combat was his forte, and when he raised his true qi, he stepped out of the cloud, and he had to make a false move and escape.

Just as he made a false move, the sword formation changed again.

The eleven disciples suddenly threw their long swords at Fei Hong, and they followed behind and bullied up, and all of Fei Hong's retreats were blocked in an instant.

Fei Hong's false move was aimed at the disciples, and of course he was asking for trouble regarding the sword. He was horrified, but when he retracted the move, there was no way out for him. He was in a blood hole.

"Aaargh." Fei Hong shouted, stimulated by the scarlet blood and bone-piercing pain to his final functional potential. 

A pair of strong arms grabbed an attacking Sacred Sword sect disciple, and with a roar, he slammed him into the air. He fell to the ground and died on the spot. Then Fei Hong switched to the Dragon Palms. This palms strikes were fierce, and the opponents's formation was broken, forcing them to retreat.

After several rounds like this, the blood-covered Fei Hong was like a god of death, killing four Sacred Sword sect disciples one after another.

"Sword formation. Sacred Sword." Cao Wang suddenly gave the order again. 

Fei Hong heard a wild laughter in his ears. His body, as strong as an ox, trembled suddenly, and he was about to launch his own final blow....