Chapter 218: Killing and Breaking the Formation (I) (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

Sun Mingsheng and Sun Xunmu had such a good understanding that they could tell what the other was thinking with just a glance. The three talismans with different attributes might not bring too much damage to the Yang family cultivators, but they could be used to entangle them within their acceptable range.

This division of labor was also determined by the strength of the two people. After all, Sun Xunmu was only at the first level of foundation building, and was naturally at a disadvantage in terms of cultivation.

The first choice in the battle was naturally strength. This division of labor between the two was determined with just a glance, and there was no constraint or hesitation in the execution.

After losing his worries, Sun Mingsheng was like a madman. The twelve fire beads were divided into four, and he launched a series of mysterious attacks from different directions.

In addition, he also controlled a second-level inferior double-sided giant blade, which shot out sharp sword energy and carried out close-range attacks.

Sun Xunmu even used his own advantages to the extreme. He used the second-level talismans in his storage bag as if they were free. Occasionally, there would be a second-level medium-grade talisman. The largest number was naturally the second-level low-grade fire swallow flying talisman that Sun Mingsheng could draw.

From the battle, it can be seen that Sun Xunmu has some deep understanding of this kind of talisman. Second-level low-grade fire swallows kept self-destructing, and each time the location of the self-destruction would fall on a different retreat of the cultivator.

"Patriarch, is it possible that you put all your energy into the research of talismans? You are even better than me, a talisman master, and you have brought the power of the fire swallow flying talisman to the extreme." Sun Mingsheng was in a teasing mood while fighting the enemy.

In fact, under the suppression of Sun Xunmu and Sun Mingsheng at almost all costs, the cultivators of the Yang family have almost completely fallen behind.

If it weren't for the occasional use of the power of the formation as an aid, I'm afraid he would have already become a dead soul under the sword. Unfortunately, as time passed, the power of the formation was also weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally extremely strong power of the formation was obviously not much left at this time.

Since entering the ambush of the formation, the monks of the Pingyang County team, who had completely disappeared, could occasionally hear each other's shouts and explosions.

"The formation has reached its limit, uncle, go all out and kill the opponent in one go." Sun Mingsheng couldn't help showing a trace of anxiety on his face.

This time, since the Yang family has painstakingly planned and extended the scope of the formation at all costs, Yang Mingmu has even shown up in person and fought with Yan Jianhong and Sun Shengyuan. He must be sure to achieve some results.

These so-called results are naturally the lives of the monks of the Pingyang County Foundation Building Team. In the entire team, the Yan and Sun families each have four foundation building monks, and it is also the place where the most casualties are likely to occur.

The Yang family still has two cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, Sun Mingsheng has never seen them, and it is possible that they are now trying their best to surround and kill Sun Mingzeng, the only one left in the Sun family who has not appeared.

Sun Mingzeng is the first cultivator with dual spiritual roots in the family for hundreds of years. He can be said to be the hope of the family. Of course, he carries some spiritual objects to protect himself in dangerous moments.

But his shortcomings are also fatal, that is, he is relatively lacking in combat experience, especially when he is alone in a large formation and faces danger. It is really unknown how much the life-saving spiritual objects prepared by the family can play a role.

"Mingsheng, go ahead and do it," Sun Xunmu shouted in approval, and sacrificed a set of defensive spiritual tools made from second-level inferior tortoise shells.

This spiritual tool is composed of one main and three auxiliary spiritual tools. The strange thing is that only one of the four defensive spiritual tools is left by Sun Xunmu's side. The remaining three are under his control, but they are spinning rapidly around Sun Mingsheng to form a defensive light shield.

"Take my life" With no worries about the way out, Sun Mingsheng showed a rare ferocious look on his face. He changed his previous style and jumped forward.

The twelve fire beads were like twelve loyal guards, clearing the way in front. He followed closely with a double-edged sword in his hand and chopped straight at him.

Sun Mingsheng's attack this time was completely different from the previous one. All his energy and goals were placed on killing the body of the Yang family cultivator not far away.

All members of the Pingyang County team came from three families. When facing the enemy, they could certainly work together, but once the formation was broken and it came to the stage of distributing the spoils, they could only rely on their performance in the battle. The best evidence was the huge heads of the Yang family foundation-building cultivators.

"You want to kill my Yang family, are you ready to fall?" The second-level foundation-building cultivator of the Yang family had been injured in the previous battle, and his combat power was only about half.

Moreover, under the joint blockage of Sun Mingsheng and the other two, he had completely lost the chance to escape, and now he was like a trapped beast fighting hard.

Any cultivator who can be promoted to the foundation building stage has his own luck and experience, and he will not be afraid when he fights desperately.

Watching Sun Mingsheng attacking fiercely, he also burst out with a violent aura, but he did not retreat or avoid it, and temporarily took out a spiked mace from the storage bag, swung it in the air with both hands, and landed directly on his head.

With the support of sufficient mana, each spike on the huge mace flashed with strange light, and fell steadily and ruthlessly on his head.

From the light emitted from the surface of the mace, it is obvious that this is also a blunt weapon used to decide the victory, and it is also the biggest test for Sun Mingsheng in this battle.

"You can't get a tiger cub without entering the tiger's den. There are three defensive spiritual weapons to provide defense. What can a mere mace do?" At this moment of victory or defeat, life or death, how could Sun Mingsheng escape?

What's more, the one who is providing defense is the family patriarch, an elder who is absolutely trustworthy. He ignored the mace that was about to fall, and his hand movements did not change at all. It was obviously a desperate fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries and lives for lives.

As a foundation-building cultivator, as long as he kills a foundation-building cultivator of the Yang family in this battle, the distribution of spoils after the war will not only give the Sun family an advantage, but also for him personally.

Under his control, the Fire Flame Pearl took the lead in hitting the opponent's abdomen. The Yang family cultivator endured the severe pain, his face became ferocious, but he borrowed the power of this attack, and a sharp mace fell directly on his body with great force.

"Bang" There was only a loud noise. Even though there were three defensive spiritual weapons made of tortoise shells to resist, waves of huge forces were transmitted. Sun Mingsheng's body, which was moving forward quickly, suddenly felt a sharp pain, and caused a brief stagnation in the air, and his body cracked without any signs.

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