Chapter 272 Power and Disadvantages
After hearing what this person said, Li Yi sneered in his heart, and the speed of pinching the magic formula in his hand became faster. After a moment, a small earthy yellow hill appeared in the air, more than 20 feet high, shining with golden light, and instantly suppressed seven or eight Jindan-stage cultivators who had no time to dodge.
Looking at the golden hill in the air, countless sword qi and sword threads kept rolling in the golden hill, making the cultivators trapped in it very passive.
"Is this the sword formation of that kid? It seems different from Dongfang Bai's sword formation. Let me try it." The old man surnamed Yan had a very solemn face, and then he pointed a green ruler in the air with one hand, and countless ruler shadows bombarded the hill in an instant, but the hill with golden light only had a slight ripple, and the golden light on the surface actually easily blocked the attack of the green ruler.
"This is impossible. This green jade ruler is my life magic weapon. I have cultivated it for hundreds of years, but it can't shake this sword formation. There is something strange about this sword formation. Let's work together to rescue the Taoist friends who are trapped in the sword formation. Fellow Daoist Liao, you are a formation master, so you need to be more careful." The old man surnamed Yan said anxiously.
At this time, the faces of the cultivators in the sword formation were not good. There was not only golden mist around them, which cut off their divine thoughts, but also suppressed their divine thoughts within ten feet. At the same time, the speed of the mana in their bodies was very slow, and even the activation of the magic weapon was a bit difficult.
The purple-gold sword silk that occasionally appeared in the sword formation was even sharper. Every attack on their magic weapons left a lot of damage on them. Some magic weapons were even cut into several pieces, which shocked the cultivators. They didn't dare to take these purple-gold sword silks head-on. They could only keep retreating and avoiding these purple-gold sword silks.
However, as the sword formation continued to shrink, the space for them to move around became smaller and smaller. Seeing that the light thread was about to strangle them, these Jindan-stage monks finally became a little panicked. They kept taking out various treasures from their storage bags, trying to open a passage for themselves to escape, but they were extremely disappointed. No matter how they attacked, the sword formation did not move. He took out the talisman, thunder beads, and other treasures to constantly attack the sword thread. When a sword thread was blown up, other sword threads would immediately rush up to block the gap.
This scene made the monks in the sword formation fall into despair. They already regretted coming to chase Li Yi, and the sword formation in front of them was too terrifying, which was completely beyond their expectations.
At this moment, an angry scream suddenly came from the sword formation, roaring: "Boy, I will fight you." After that, a loud noise was heard, but the golden light on the hill in the air also shook. It was obvious that a monk had died by self-explosion.
The cultivator in the sword formation suddenly exploded, which made the cultivators outside the sword formation feel sad. What kind of desperate situation would cause the cultivator to explode?
"Don't waste your energy attacking this sword formation. This sword formation is really scary. It can't be broken in a short time. Let's work together to kill that kid first. Then, this sword formation will naturally break." The woman surnamed Liao glanced at Li Yi and said very straightforwardly.
Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard it. One of the cultivators glanced at the Eight-Winged Cold Snake and said, "Okay, leave the Eight-Winged Cold Snake to me. You can deal with that kid without worry."
After that, he took out a green talisman, stuck it on his body, and then turned into a breeze and attacked the Eight-Winged Cold Snake.
The old man surnamed Yan said with a gleam in his eyes: "Yes, it's actually the Wind Escape Talisman. I'll leave that beast to you. You must entangle him and buy us some time."
Then, the remaining Jindan-stage cultivators rushed forward and continuously attacked Li Yi, forcing Li Yi to dodge in the air. At this time, Li Yi's face was pale, holding a small gray-black bottle in his hand. After a while, he would want to drop a drop into his mouth. This thing is exactly the Ten Thousand Year Spiritual Liquid. The amount of Ten Thousand Year Spiritual Liquid in the small bottle is rapidly decreasing, which makes him very distressed. This Ten Thousand Year Spiritual Liquid is very precious. In the world of cultivation, as long as it appears, it will be snatched up immediately.
"The power of this sword formation is good, but the consumption of mana is too great! If it goes on like this, it won't take long at all. The Ten Thousand Year Spiritual Liquid on my body will be consumed. We must fight quickly." Li Yi thought secretly in his heart.
The second level of the Nine Palaces Xumi Sword Formation, which was arranged using a magic weapon-level flying sword, was really amazingly powerful. It was much more powerful than when it was arranged using a magic weapon, and it also made up for the instability of the sword formation, which was the biggest drawback. Now, if one was not strong enough, this sword formation would not be easy to break. However, there was another drawback at this time, which was that it consumed too much of his own mana, and it could not be used for long. If he did not have a ten thousand year elixir to restore his mana, this sword formation would have collapsed by itself because of his exhausted mana.
Thinking of this, Li Yi did not dare to hesitate. He kept escaping in the air on one side, and on the other side, he was also urging the sword formation to shrink quickly and kill the enemies in it. At this moment, four or five screams were heard again in the sword formation, and it was obvious that another cultivator had been killed.
Just as Li Yi continued to flee, a middle-aged man in the distance suddenly shot out a blue starlight from his fingertips, which passed through the magic weapon in front of Li Yi and shot towards his chest fiercely. The speed was so fast that Li Yi had no time to react. At the critical moment, Li Yi's figure suddenly twisted to the side, and the starlight deviated from his chest and shot onto his shoulder. A finger-sized hole was shot out on Li Yi's shoulder, and the blood in it was constantly seeping out. Even Li Yi's internal armor was not able to resist at all and was also pierced.
"What a powerful attack." Li Yi took a breath of cold air, and his figure kept retreating. He was very alert and stared at the middle-aged man who emitted blue starlight. He was very afraid of this person, and then took out two talismans and stuck them on his wound.
But at this time, the magic formula in Li Yi's hand changed again, and the sword formation in the distance suddenly collapsed, and more than a dozen flying swords returned to Li Yi's side very flexibly.
There were no longer any cultivators where the sword formation was. Only a few storage bags and five or six broken magic weapons were left. Those cultivators trapped in the sword formation were all killed by Li Yi.