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Chapter 1942 Four Elephants Locking the Sky(2/2)

The thirteen holy swords vibrated, and slight cracks appeared on the swords, but they were not destroyed after all.

"Um?"

Mingxiao frowned slightly.

Among the four divine beasts, the White Tiger Killer has the most terrifying attack power. He thought he could destroy part of the holy sword in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect it to fail.

Immediately, he controlled Suzaku to attack.

I saw the Suzaku flying across the sky, its wings like two heavenly knives, and the space was faintly cut open.

Mingxiao's target is still the holy swords that White Tiger attacked just now. I believe that as long as there is another attack, those holy swords will definitely break.

Lu Baiming did not panic at all and calmly controlled the formation.

One hundred and eight holy swords glowed with brilliant golden light at the same time, swapping positions with each other at an astonishing speed while still maintaining their original formation.

"boom."

The Suzaku Divine Wings collided with the twelve holy swords, but did not cut off the holy swords, and the action came to an abrupt end.

Countless secret patterns appeared on the surface of the twelve divine swords, and the sharp sword energy burst out, instantly cutting Suzaku into pieces.

Those fragments turned into wisps of flames, quickly flew back into the five-color light shield, gathered together, and re-condensed into Suzaku.

It is originally condensed by the formation. As long as the formation is not broken, it can be reunited indefinitely.

At this time, the sword formation suddenly changed, and the two adjacent holy swords merged with each other.

In the blink of an eye, the number of holy swords was reduced from one hundred and eight to fifty-four, and the formation also changed accordingly.

The only thing that hasn't changed is that the sword array still covers Xianji Mountain, and the condensed power has become obviously more powerful. Each holy sword looks very real, like a high-level sacred weapon with ten thousand patterns, it seems that it can be used with one sword.

Cut down the stars.

"What kind of formation is this?"

Mingxiao frowned, feeling faintly worried in his heart.
Chapter completed!
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