A faint cyan sword light flew forward unhurriedly, drawing a clear, thin line in the evening sky.

Three figures followed closely behind, not lagging behind like shooting stars.

Suddenly, the cyan sword light slowed down and stopped, revealing the figures of Huo Qingkong and two other Qingying Group disciples.

"You go first, I'll be right behind you." He shielded the two behind him, looking calmly at the approaching people.

Zhao Yuan and another disciple wanted to speak, but he stopped them with a wave of his hand.

"Go."

The two bit their teeth, but ultimately turned and flew rapidly into the distance.

Zhao Yuan, using her Wisdom Sword, could barely float herself, and her speed was worrying.

The other person was at about the same level, even slower than her.

The two flew unsteadily for a while and looked back. Huo Qingkong had already been surrounded by the three figures behind him.

"Senior Brother!" Zhao Yuan held back the thought of turning back to help, knowing that staying would only be a hindrance. She immediately turned her head and dared not look anymore.

"Take care!"

"We will immediately return to the sect for help, there's still time!" the other person suppressed his voice.

"Okay!"

On the other side.

Huo Qingkong watched the two leave, gradually disappearing into the horizon, before turning back to look at the three.

Among the three who came, the most conspicuous was undoubtedly Ding Zou, with his red blade and known as the Red Frost Sword.

"I didn't expect to be able to fight Brother Ding here after leaving the Grand Competition." He said in a low voice.

"I've been recognized." Ding Zou smiled wryly and tore off his mask, revealing a familiar face.

"Sorry... this time it's unavoidable."

"The other two, are they from Dark Fragrance?" Huo Qingkong scanned the others.

Both of them wore typical golden masks, their whole bodies covered tightly in black.

"Killing people from my Spring Division, Huo Qingkong, I must say you have a lot of courage." A long-haired man on the left said in a deep voice. Clearly, he was the leader.

"So you're their boss... what a pity." Huo Qingkong opened his hand.

"Pity what?"

The three dispersed around, simultaneously making various starting stances.

Streams of Yuanyin (Primordial Seal) light glowed from their chests.

Two eight-seal, one nine-seal!

Eight seals is basically the realm where the disciples of the Faceless Sword Sect have cultivated the two major Foundation Establishment Cultivation Methods to perfection.

That is the peak level of a general deacon.

To go higher, one must learn the Thousand-Faced Sword Canon. That is to say, above eight seals is the level of an elder.

"Peerless Sword Dao..." Ding Zou's blade lit up with streaks of red light runes, and slender golden threads stretched from the hilt all the way up to the end.

"This time... it's not on the arena. I won't hold back anymore."

He had held back before to hide his strength, and now he would completely erupt and solve the problem instantly.

The Spring Division leader lifted his hand, and a gray vortex of light slowly lit up in his palm. If you look closely at the halo, you can see countless tiny black nematodes mixed in it, they rotate rapidly, their heads have hideous serrations, and they are extremely ferocious.

The last person raised his arms, and a semi-transparent gray force field like a pagoda suddenly lit up around him.

The huge force field enveloped everyone.

The Yuanyin (Primordial Seal) on the chests of the three people glowed, obviously using their full strength.

Not only that, further away, a blurred figure floated in the air. It was the elder of the Qingmu Sword Sect, Fuyunzi, who should have left with them.

He hid in the air, quietly watching the three people besiege Huo Qingkong.

He held a compass-like object in his hand. This object was an Yingtian (Responding to Heaven) artifact, specially designed to block the surrounding space to prevent Huo Qingkong from using the Faceless Sword Sect's life-saving items to escape.

"Killing this son today will ensure that the Faceless Sword Sect will be in a slump for thousands of years in the future. No matter how risky it is in other aspects, it's worth it." Fuyunzi sighed softly.

"This son's talent is frightening, so be careful and don't let him escape." A middle-aged male voice faintly came from the Yingtian (Responding to Heaven) artifact.

"Headmaster, rest assured, the formation has been released. The Kuiyin Pagoda Formation, condensed by the power of the four elders of this sect, will take me at least an incense stick of time to break free. Such a long time is enough..."

Just then, a flash of light.

The three people in the distance attacked at the same time.

Rainbow-like gorgeous sword light, followed by gray sword light, turned into a huge cone, like a sharp storm formed by a huge sword light, and slammed into Huo Qingkong.

The same Peerless Sword Dao, in Ding Zou's hands, is still the same move, but the power it erupts is completely different from the others in the Qingmu Sword Sect.

Hundreds of rainbow sword lights, some amplifying great power, some amplifying speed, some amplifying sharpness, and some flickering and ignoring distance.

These are the special effects of the Yuanyin (Primordial Seals) condensed by Ding Zou.

Compared to Huo Qingkong, he only lacks one Yuanyin (Primordial Seal) that is not of an attacking nature, and the rest are also attacking.

At the eight-seal realm, now barely entering the elder level, Ding Zou at this time is actually stronger than the average elder in the sword sect in terms of attack alone.

"This move, Myriad Rainbows in the Sky... how will you deal with it??"

Ding Zou floated in mid-air, looking remotely at Huo Qingkong trapped in the formation.

He regretted it.

The two people's realms were similar, but their fates were so different. After today, there might be no Huo Qingkong in the vast Pan Guang Star System.

This sword of his burst out all his power, and was combined with the nine-seal Dark Fragrance leader's lore.

In addition to the suppression of the formation, it can instantly weaken his Yuanyin (Primordial Seal) strength by 30%.

With such cooperation, let alone Huo Qingkong, who had only killed a few six-seal demon kings, even if an old-brand elder in the Faceless Sword Sect's Impression Environment realm came, he would surely die.

"Goodbye... it's a pity you were born in the wrong era." Ding Zou gently turned the blade and sheathed it upside down.

"You're wrong."

Suddenly, a low voice sounded from behind Ding Zou.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he stabbed back with his sword.

*Clang!!*

The blades clashed, making a loud noise.

"Being born in this era is the sorrow of you and others."

Huo Qingkong didn't know when he had appeared behind Ding Zou.

Faint green light afterimages of Void Step remained on his body.

That was the Faceless Sword Art's displacement skill, one of the three ultimate moves.

'But how is it possible!!?’

'How did he escape from the formation!!?’

Ding Zou's mind went blank for a moment.

He retreated rapidly, using the force of the clash to distance himself.

Taking this opportunity, he looked back at the formation, where a figure belonging to Huo Qingkong still remained.

The two people from Dark Fragrance were also a little confused at this time, not knowing which one was real and which one was fake.

"It's this way!!" Ding Zou shouted.

"No!! This side is also real!!" The Spring Division leader also shouted.

"Faceless Sword Art" x2.

The two Huo Qingkongs raised their hands at the same time, pointing their swords diagonally downward.

"Faceless!"

*Hiss!*

In an instant, a sharp and ear-piercing sound like a bird's cry burst out from the two Huo Qingkongs.

Two dazzling cyan-green rays of light lit up from the faces of the two people in an instant.

That blinding light completely covered all the contours of Huo Qingkong's face. No matter what angle you looked from, you could only see his face as if it had turned into light, completely faceless.

*Chi chi chi chi chi!!!*

Countless cyan sword blades burst out from the hands of the two people.

Thousands.

Tens of thousands.

Hundreds of thousands, even millions!

The endless sword light, like a sea wave, or like the sun, was released from the two people, illuminating all directions.

Faceless, in addition to the meaning of killing people without showing one's face in the artistic conception, also has another meaning, which is this final ultimate move.

A sword shines in the sky, glorious and faceless.

When the sword light, as bright as the sun, illuminates everything, the face will naturally no longer be able to be seen clearly.

In an instant.

Countless sword lights, like a tsunami, collapsed the defenses of the nearest three people and engulfed them.

The impression ring on Huo Qingkong's chest lit up clearly, and ten Yuanyin (Primordial Seals) loomed, amplifying the power of each sword light.

The three people in mid-air were almost submerged in the endless sword light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fuyunzi's face was stiff in the distance, and the Yingtian (Responding to Heaven) artifact in his hand was almost unable to hold it, and almost fell.

"How... how is it possible!??"

His arms trembled, completely unable to understand what had just happened.

A one-seal Huo Qingkong, even if he had two more sublimations than Ding Zou, still had the nine-seal Dark Fragrance leader and the three of them cooperating with powerful magic weapon formations to imprison the impression ring, actually...

Cold sweat seeped out of Fuyunzi's forehead, and he quietly retreated, turning to escape.

*Whoosh!*

A phantom blocked him in front of him out of thin air.

It was Huo Qingkong who had freed his hand.

* * *

The formation woven from silk ribbons instantly enveloped Li Cheng颐.

The blue ribbons, as if held by skillful hands, quickly weaved a huge cage.

"Not good!" Li Cheng颐's heart trembled. Feeling the strong sense of restraint around him, he knew he had been tricked.

Immediately, he was about to break free, but a sharp sense of threat came from behind him at this time.

'Too late!!’

The other party's four attacks exploded from four angles.

Li Cheng颐 had no choice but to turn around and face them.

The four pursuers were overjoyed.

"You brat, give me your life!!"

One of the Qingmu Sword Sect people arrived first, waving his sword and drawing colorful sword lights.

Peerless Sword Dao was fully activated, determined to be the first to win the first merit before the others.

The colorful sword light divided into ten paths, superimposed like a fan, and slammed down on Li Cheng颐's head.

*Pfft!!*

This sword hit the target.

Like hitting worn leather.

The blade hit Li Cheng颐's skin and squeezed out a clear dent.

Then, under the gaze of the two people, it squeezed forward another line with difficulty, and the blade was squeezed out a mouthful of blue sword energy, as if sighing, and stopped completely.

“…”

“…”

Li Cheng颐 and the other party looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"I think the moves must be wrong." The masked man from the Qingmu Sword Sect couldn't help but open his mouth.

*Pfft pfft pfft!!*

At this moment, the remaining three sword lights also flew over at the same time and slashed **** Li Cheng颐's shoulders and forehead.

Then, there was a dull sound like hitting rubber.

The three swords were also silent.

The four people were as if glued to Li Cheng颐's body, suspended around, posing in various strange and twisted poses.

Just like amber insects with fixed postures.

"So, you were flying so scary just now... what did you want to do??"

Li Cheng颐 was speechless.

Looking at the four people around him who were fixed by his emotional threads.

One seven-seal, two four-seal, and one five-seal. The only seven-seal master was a non-offensive type player who chose defense sublimation for most of his Yuanyin (Primordial Seals).

With this level, their aura was more than enough to be four impression rings when they were chasing behind him.

(End of this chapter)