Chapter 466: The Holy Land is Coming!
The late-stage Confucian innate master who was missing his left arm finished reciting the formation formula.
A curtain of light slowly fell down, directly covering the entire open space.
Looking at this light curtain, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
He could clearly feel that this formation was slowly locking down the spiritual energy of this world.
Not only that, Jiang Chen also sensed that he had lost all connection with the spiritual energy of this world.
After realizing this, Jiang Chen smiled calmly.
For him who had the jade talisman, this had no suppressive effect at all.
The leading Confucian elder watched the formation operate successfully.
The whole person burst into laughter with great joy.
"Hahaha, you bastard Jiang Chen, let this elder see how arrogant you can be!"
"With this formation, you will die here today!"
The Confucian elder laughed crazily, and his face gradually became ferocious.
But before he could be happy for a while, Jiang Chen rushed in front of him with the Jinghong sword in hand.
"I really don't know who gave you such confidence."
"Didn't anyone tell you that I haven't even used up half of my energy since I made the move?"
Hearing Jiang Chen's words, the Confucian elder was stunned for a moment.
"This... this is impossible, you just learned the sword technique a while ago!"
"How is it possible that after swinging so many sword energies, he didn't even use up half of his energy!?"
The Confucian elder asked loudly in shock, his eyes widening.
Facing the exclamation of the Confucian elder, Jiang Chen smiled coldly.
"I'm sorry, but last night I already understood seven points of the sword's power!"
After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he raised the Jinghong long sword in his hand and slashed it directly towards the neck of the Confucian elder.
With a flash of cold light, the Confucian elder's head fell to the ground.
The Confucian elder's eyes were wide open, and he obviously had not yet recovered from his shock.
“Elder!”
"Not good, retreat quickly, retreat quickly, we are no match for Jiang Chen!"
Seeing the bodies of their elders being torn apart, the surviving Confucian masters were all terrified.
They screamed and fled in all directions.
But as the formation worked, they couldn't escape at all!
This formation not only blocked the spiritual energy of heaven and earth above the open space, but also sealed them within the formation!
Looking at the group of Confucian masters who were desperately bombarding the light curtain of the formation, Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile coldly.
"You're trapped in your own trap, thinking you can suppress me with the formation, but you don't know that you're actually sealing off your own escape route."
"Forget it, forget it, let Jiang take you on your way!"
As Jiang Chen finished speaking, he injected a trace of true energy into the Jinghong sword in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, the Jinghong sword floated in front of Jiang Chen.
"The fourth move of the Zongheng Sword Technique, dominate the world!"
Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, and a sharp edge burst out from the Jinghong sword!
The next second, countless sword energies burst out from the Jinghong sword and stabbed towards the Confucian masters!
"ah--"
"ah----"
The wailing sounds came to an abrupt end, and all twenty-one Confucian masters were turned into pieces.
The entire formation that covered the open space and isolated the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was also shattered by the raging sword energy!
The son of a famous family who was protected by Jiang Chen behind him looked at this scene and couldn't help but gasp.
Smelling the blood in the air, the famous saint's son couldn't help swallowing.
"Huh, luckily, my family didn't have a bad relationship with Senior Brother Jiang..."
"Otherwise, I'm afraid this pile of corpses will be my fate!"
Jiang Chen put the Jinghong sword back into the scabbard and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Help me protect the Dharma. I need to calm down."
After Jiang Chen finished speaking to the famous saint son, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and started practicing the "Pure Yang Gong".
Watching Jiang Chen practicing his skills, the famous family's saint stood by with great vigilance.
In a dense forest not far away, Meng Haoyu, Lu Mingda and Shang Yang were looking at the corpses all over the ground and couldn't help swallowing.
"Brother Meng, Jiang Chen's strength is so terrifying, what should we do now!?"
Lu Mingda, the holy son of Mohism, asked Meng Haoyu with surprise in his eyes.
"Yes, Brother Meng, your twenty innate masters can't do anything to him, so what can the three of us do to him?"
Shang Yang couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead as he spoke.
They all saw Jiang Chen killing everyone just now.
Considering the strength of the three of them who had just broken through, how could they be a match for Jiang Chen who was able to fight against twenty-one late-stage innate grandmasters?
Facing the two people's questions, Meng Haoyu gritted his teeth and said coldly.
"You two don't need to worry, since even the innate masters and the ultimate masters can't do anything to him."
"Then I will contact the Saint Realm experts to deal with him!"
After Meng Haoyu finished speaking, he took out a jade talisman from his arms and crushed it fiercely.
As the jade talisman was broken, it appeared in a mountain village hidden in the dense forest not far away.
An old man in a Confucian robe slowly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Meng Haoyu and others.
"Is it my Confucian disciple who is in danger?"
"Really? You guys are giving me a lot of trouble. Don't you know how to ask for help from those innate masters?"
“If the various schools of thought and the ancient holy land knew of my existence, it would be the end of me!”
The old man in Confucian robes said this while curling his lips in dissatisfaction.
But soon, the old man in Confucian robes stood up and opened the door.
Immediately afterwards, the figure of the old man in Confucian robes flashed and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the direction where Meng Haoyu was.
Looking at the back of the old man in Confucian robes, two powerful masters of the ultimate level of innateness in the mountain village whispered.
"What is this ancestor going to do?"
"How would I know? Why don't you catch up and ask?"
"Forget it, forget it, I'd better just stay here and guard it obediently!"
"If the old man comes back and finds that we have neglected our duties, he will scold us again."
…
After Meng Haoyu crushed the jade talisman, he began to wait anxiously.
After a while, a stream of light came flying from afar, transformed into the old man in Confucian robes and slowly landed in front of him.
"Don't waste my time. Tell me why you need help."
The old man in Confucian robes asked directly without waiting for Meng Haoyu to come back to his senses.
In response to the question from the old man in Confucian robes, Meng Haoyu hurriedly and respectfully told him the story of how the Confucians plotted against Jiang Chen, but Jiang Chen killed all the ambushes.
"What!?"
"Ghost Valley actually produced such a young monster, where is that monster now!?"
Hearing this, the old man in Confucian robes was shocked and shouted.
