Upon hearing Dao Ying’s words, the Divine Blade Sect disciples behind him acted immediately, swiftly moving toward Long Chen’s position. In the blink of an eye, they had completely surrounded him.
Long Chen’s piercing gaze swept over them. He was unfazed, his eyes still filled with a chilling cold. Just one glance sent a wave of fear through their hearts.
Seeing this, the Divine Blade Sect disciples narrowed their eyes, a cold, murderous intent emanating from their bodies. They quickly circulated the battle qi within them, condensing it into spheres in their palms before infusing it into the sharp long sabers they held.
The next second, they swung their long sabers in unison. Streams of Sword Qi swept out, forming an energy ripple that coiled around their sharp weapons.
"Whirlwind Sword Formation!"
The Divine Blade Sect disciples shouted in unison, swinging their long sabers at the same time. Several streams of Sword Qi rapidly converged, forming a swirling vortex that shot directly toward Long Chen. Wherever the Sword Qi vortex passed, space distorted and sonic booms cracked through the air.
The moment the formation was unleashed, the complexions of the Feiyu City disciples changed dramatically. They instantly felt an immense pressure envelop them, and they scrambled back in fear, not daring to get any closer, terrified of being drawn in.
WHOOSH—
The vortex of Sword Qi whirled wildly, like a devouring black hole, heading straight to envelop Long Chen.
"A Sword Formation?" Long Chen muttered. "Interesting. Let me see for myself the power of this Divine Blade Sect formation."
The words had barely left his lips when the Sword Qi vortex sucked him in.
Seeing this, Lü Hao burst into laughter. "Brother Dao Ying, that’s your Divine Blade Sect’s formation, all right! Its power is truly formidable. Just this display alone was enough to intimidate that kid so much he didn’t even know how to fight back."
"Of course," Dao Ying replied, his face filled with pride and arrogance. "Once our Divine Blade Sect’s formation is deployed, not even an expert at the War King Realm Third Level could withstand it, let alone this brat." He then shouted to his disciples, "That’s enough! Watch yourselves and don’t be too rough. Spare his life for now; I still have a great use for him!"
Upon hearing Dao Ying’s command, the disciples executing the formation nodded and slightly retracted their battle qi. Although Dao Ying had ordered them not to kill Long Chen in one move, inflicting serious injuries was inevitable.
"Impressive!"
"The Divine Blade Sect’s formation is truly extraordinary."
"If the Divine Blade Sect hadn’t been here, it probably wouldn’t have been so easy to take this kid down!"
Witnessing the scene, everyone present was filled with admiration for the Divine Blade Sect and couldn’t help but murmur amongst themselves.
But just then, a cold glint of light suddenly appeared from within the Sword Qi vortex.
This startled the Divine Blade Sect disciples. What just happened?
The rest of the crowd was also alarmed and immediately raised their guard. The smug expressions on Lü Hao’s and Dao Ying’s faces froze.
How is this possible?! Dao Ying was stunned, his eyes wide as he stared at the vortex.
The next second, dense cracks began to appear all over the Sword Qi vortex, spreading outward in every direction.
"Not good!"
The faces of the Divine Blade Sect disciples paled. They hurriedly tried to re-channel their battle qi, pouring it back into their long sabers. But they were too late.
BANG!
With a deafening explosion, the massive Sword Qi vortex burst apart. Long Chen appeared before everyone, completely unscathed.
"What?!"
"He’s not even slightly hurt?"
"How is that possible?"
"How did he do it?"
Everyone present was dumbfounded, their eyes as wide as saucers. They were all utterly shocked. They had assumed that after being trapped in the vortex, Long Chen would at least be severely injured, if not dead. Yet, he was completely unharmed. It was simply unbelievable. If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it was real.
"So this is the so-called Sword Formation of the Divine Blade Sect. Nothing special," Long Chen said with contempt, his cold gaze sweeping over the group of disciples.
Meeting his eyes, the Divine Blade Sect disciples shuddered, a chill running down their spines.
"Charge!" one of them suddenly roared, taking the lead and slashing viciously at Long Chen.
Long Chen swung his sword.
CLANG!
The sharp sound of metal clashing rang out. With that sound, the long saber in the disciple’s hand snapped in two.
"What?!" The disciple’s mouth fell open in shock, his pupils trembling. A thin red line appeared on his neck. Immediately after, a torrent of blood spurted from the line. The disciple collapsed to the ground, his face as white as a sheet. His body convulsed a few times before all signs of life vanished.
But Long Chen’s attack didn’t stop there. He swung his sword several more times in quick succession. Several beams of Sword Qi erupted, seeming to slice through space itself.
The faces of the remaining Divine Blade Sect disciples changed drastically. After the previous disciple’s fate, they were keenly aware of the immense power contained in Long Chen’s strikes. Their first instinct was to dodge. They didn’t dare confront him head-on.
And yet, they had still underestimated his swordsmanship.
Long Chen ran a finger along his Blackwind Sword, and a bolt of lightning seemed to coil around the blade.
Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique!
He immediately unleashed the first form.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
The Blackwind Sword flashed. Several beams of cold light erupted at that moment. Entwined with the power of thunder and lightning, the cold beams shot straight toward the Divine Blade Sect disciples. The beams seemed to lock onto their targets; no matter which way the disciples dodged, the attacks followed close behind. In fact, they were much faster than the disciples.
The Divine Blade Sect disciples looked as if they had seen a ghost. What kind of swordsmanship is this?