The martial arts immortals in the modern world.

Chapter 187 Suppression
"call out!"

The sword light broke through the air.

A group of 146 great monks from the Xuanming Sect, led by the Grand Elder of the Elder Council, Song Xuan, were rushing to Fangyuan Island at the fastest speed.

While heading to Fangyuan Island, they were also constantly communicating with Lu Ming who was stationed on Fangyuan Island to ensure smooth communication between the two sides.

In addition, their Tiangong Palace was also doing its best to search for the whereabouts of the sword cultivators from the Jiuding Sect.

Although the hundreds of great monks of Jiuding Sect moved at an extremely fast speed, thanks to the information provided by the "observation outposts" they hastily set up during this period, they were still able to roughly calculate the approximate location of the group of great monks of Jiuding Sect.

"They are getting closer and closer to Fangyuan Island. We have to speed up!"

Song Xuan urged the monks behind him.

"Although Fangyuan Island doesn't have many formations, the strongest one is an amplification formation, but there are also two level five defense formations. With these two formations, plus our own strength is not weak, Jiuding Sect will definitely not be able to do anything to Fangyuan Island in three to five hours."

Behind him, a third-level foundation-building swordsman spoke calmly.

"After all, the formations on Fangyuan Island were set up by Jiuding Sect. God knows whether these formations have any backup plans. Once they bring formation masters with them, they can quickly break the two major defensive formations. By the time we get there, Fangyuan Island will probably have been breached."

Song Xuan seemed very cautious.

"Judging from the speed at which the sword cultivators of the Jiuding Sect traveled, if they really brought a formation master with them, it would be impossible for them to fly so fast."

The sword cultivator smiled and said, "Instead of worrying about not being able to reach Fangyuan Island in time, you should worry about our actions being discovered by the Jiuding Sect. They will immediately change their tactics and retreat back to the Jiuxiao Territory."

"The sword cultivators who went to investigate all brought along Yuan Shen realm cultivators. They will eliminate any targets that might expose us... Although this method is not reliable, but... even if the Jiuding Sect noticed our arrival, at best they would just turn their attention to us instead of retreating easily. Otherwise, after so much effort to send so many cultivators into the East China Sea, how could the Jiuding Sect save its reputation if they retreated without firing a single sword?"

Song Xuan said.

The third-rank sword cultivator was about to say something when a Yuan Shen realm cultivator came forward and said, "Great Elder, something is not right."

"what happened?"

"I have been in contact with the Palace Master. Although the Palace Master has been responding to my messages, I feel that his response style is wrong."

"Is the response style wrong?"

Song Xuan was slightly startled, and then immediately asked: "Where is the code? Is it useless if it matches?"

"It is indeed true, and I have also verified it from other aspects, but... I still feel that something is wrong..."

The Yuanshen cultivator said with a serious mood.

"Since all aspects have been verified to be fine, it proves that there is no major problem."

The sword cultivator said, "Perhaps because the war is about to break out, you are too nervous and feel anxious about gains and losses, which is why you seem uneasy."

After hearing this, the Yuanshen cultivator smiled bitterly: "Maybe that's the case, I..."

Before he could finish his words, a swordsman flying in the front seemed to see something with his "naked eyes" and his pupils suddenly shrank.

When the light and shadow that tore through the clouds approached, the sword cultivator could not help but let out a fierce shout that pierced through the clouds: "Flying swords are coming!"

"Flying sword!?"

"Where did the flying sword come from!"

"Fight back!"

Surprise, shock, disbelief, and hasty shouts instantly rang out among the people of the Xuanming Sect.

but……

The life-and-death struggle of a foundation-building sword cultivator is different from that of a high-level sword cultivator.

The limit for a high-level sword cultivator's natal flying sword is five times the speed of sound. In addition, most cultivators have excellent eyesight and can often see dozens or hundreds of miles away when their vision is good, making sneak attacks extremely difficult.

However, for the Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivators, especially those responsible for the first batch of assaults, their sword speeds are basically over 20 times the speed of sound.

what does this mean?
This means that even if other cultivators saw the flying swords from a hundred miles away, they would still only have one or two breaths to react.

Moreover, when it comes to the foundation-building sword cultivation stage, especially in large-scale confrontations between sword cultivators, they will basically form a sword formation to carry out covering attacks.

In just one or two breaths, the sword cultivator who was ambushed could only summon his flying sword and accelerate it to the maximum speed, which was the limit. How could there be any sword formation or coordination to speak of?

It's like an army under attack. The best they can do is quickly draw their swords. Don't even think about coordination or formation.

In this situation, facing the attack of the flying swords that formed a sword formation, in an instant...

The dozen or so great monks at the front were torn into a bloody mist by the first wave of flying swords.

The flying sword passed by at high speed and exploded with a roar when it hit the target, forming a white air wave visible to the naked eye, filling the void and completely blowing away the overflowing blood mist.

But Song Xuan knew that now was not the time to grieve over the sacrifice of the sect's dozen or so great monks.

His spiritual sense immediately enveloped the entire battlefield: "Form a sword formation! Use defense No. 16 to protect the magic cultivators and the spiritual cultivators! The magic cultivators prepare environmental spells to create a battlefield environment that is favorable to us! The spiritual cultivators assist the sword cultivators and search for targets. In addition, immediately ask for help from Fangyuan Island, we are under attack!"

"understand!"

The Yuan Shen Realm cultivator who received the order immediately entered the Virtual God Realm to send the message. Other Yuan Shen Realm cultivators began to search for the target, trying to find where the enemy's attack came from.

However, whether it was the Yuan Shen realm cultivators who wanted to ask Fangyuan Island for help, or the Yuan Shen realm cultivators who were searching for targets and directing their own sword cultivators to launch attacks, when their divine thoughts were released, they immediately felt an indescribable interference and suppression, to the point that...

Not to mention being able to guide his own sword cultivators to launch an attack, he couldn't even search for the target or ask for help from Fangyuan Island.

Suddenly, all the Yuanshen realm cultivators of Xuanming Sect changed their expressions.

"Our divine thoughts have been suppressed!"

"This kind of suppression... is so vast and majestic. It must be from a fifth-level Yuanshen cultivator who has been tempered by the Purple Sky Divine Thunder more than ten times! Could it be the Canghai who was in charge of the East China Sea Islands back then!?"

"No! Canghai didn't use this kind of power...it was the Heavenly Palace monks! Their Heavenly Palace monks blocked this area!"

The Yuanshen realm cultivators of Xuanming Sect tried their best to resist, but the more they resisted, the more powerless they felt.

Heavenly Palace monk!

That is the most powerful and most peculiar existence in the realm of Yuanshen!
The cost of each Tiangong is astronomical, and is not inferior to the less advanced space patrol warships.

In addition, with the most powerful Yuanshen realm cultivators stationed there, they can rely on the magic array in the Heavenly Palace to probe the divine thoughts from the nine heavens above, and achieve accurate detection and blockade of an area.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Tiangong monks are simplified Dharma-Appearance monks in the absence of Dharma-Appearance monks.

However, only the sects with the Golden Elixir can develop Heavenly Palace cultivators, and only the Golden Elixir True Person can carry the Heavenly Palace and protect the Yuanshen cultivators, all the way through the Nine Heavens Gangfeng Layer, the Purple Sky Divine Thunder Layer, and the Chaos Distortion Layer, only then can they reach above the Nine Heavens, place the Heavenly Palace, and let it revolve around the Cangwu World.

Even if other sects can build a heavenly palace and have fifth-level Yuanshen realm cultivators, it is still difficult for them to ascend to the Ninth Heaven.

It is difficult to become a Heavenly Palace monk, but the power of Heavenly Palace monks is visible to the naked eye.

Just like now, under the blockade and suppression of the Heavenly Palace cultivators, all the Yuanshen Realm cultivators of the Xuanming Sect were completely suppressed, and became just there to make up the numbers, unable to provide any support to the Xuanming Sect at all.

Looking at his own soul in panic, Song Xuan knew that the only thing he could rely on was the sword in his hand.

At that moment, he shouted, "Sixth Junior Brother, you lead the foundation-building cultivators and the Yuanshen cultivators to break through. Everyone else, follow the path of the flying sword and kill them! Let us make the impossible possible. Under extreme circumstances, we will fight to the death and turn the tide to create a legend for the Xuanming Sect and even the entire East China Sea!"

"Yes!"

The sword cultivators who received the order also responded with high morale and determination to fight from death in their eyes.

But at this time, another divine sense spread among the crowd: "This area has been completely controlled by the Tiangong cultivators of Jiuding Sect. The speed of the magic cultivators and Yuanshen cultivators cannot exceed that of the Jiuding Sect's sword cultivators. How can they escape? On the contrary, we sword cultivators should evacuate in all directions. If everyone escapes, we can better preserve the sect's vitality! Therefore, it is the right way to let the foundation-building magic cultivators and Yuanshen cultivators cover the rear. Sword cultivators! Let's scatter and break out!"

This fluctuation of spiritual consciousness caused the sword cultivators of Xuanming Sect to feel emotional.

Many people seem to think it makes sense.

When faced with life and death, not every swordsman has the determination to sacrifice themselves for others and survive.

"What nonsense! If they flee in all directions, won't they be defeated one by one?"

Song Xuan noticed the change in morale and shouted loudly.

But after the loud shout, he immediately felt something else: "Wait, that's not right! Whose consciousness is this!?"

"It's the Tiangong monks from Jiuding Sect who are interfering with us!"

A cultivator in the Yuanshen realm clearly felt the disguise and explosion of a wave of divine thoughts just now.

Song Xuan was about to say something else when another group of sword lights appeared at the end of his vision.

The second wave of flying swords, which were slower but better at killing, formed a sword formation that came whistling like a violent storm.

The terrifying sword energy that covered the sky instantly changed Song Xuan's expression, and his consciousness burst out: "Form a formation!"

"Buzz!"

The divine consciousness that he could almost clearly sense exploded from the void, and his divine power that was spreading out to convey the message was directly dispersed by this divine consciousness.

So that...

Except for a few people around, the sword cultivators who were farther away were still fighting on their own.

This consequence made him feel confused.

Their communication...

Can I just yell?
Tactical arrangements can only be made with words! ?
The speed of a foundation-building sword cultivator is so fast that one stroke may cover dozens or even hundreds of miles. Why is your voice so loud?

This……

Beat the calf!

Song Xuan felt aggrieved.

But before anyone could vent their frustration, another divine thought exploded in everyone's mind.

What made him almost vomit blood was that this divine thought actually simulated the fluctuations of his own spiritual consciousness!
"Retreat! Retreat quickly! Every one who escapes is a success!"

(End of this chapter)