Wind Sword Sect, Three Great Group Formations

Wind Sword Sect, Three Great Group Formations

"This!"

Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, and Xiao Wu exchanged glances, all thinking in perfect unison, Can't afford to provoke them! Can't afford to provoke them!

In the Star Luo Imperial Palace, Dai Mubai looked at the newspaper reporting on him and felt like crying. "Sob! Sob sob sob~"

A few days later.

Aiven and his group finally arrived at Wind Sword Mountain, at the foot of Wind Sword Sect.

The individual strength of Wind Sword Sect's disciples was not particularly outstanding, but their overall strength was quite formidable. They specialized in formation arrays.

They possessed many powerful large-scale group formations, such as the Wind Lightning Sword Array, Wind Pressure Sword Array, Heart Cleansing Array, and more.

In Aiven's view, if overall strength were compared, Wind Sword Sect should be the strongest of the Lower Four Sects. These group formations were all enough to contend with Titled Douluo-level experts.

Wind Sword Sect was also the sect Aiven valued most among the soul master forces he intended to win over on this trip, precisely because they excelled at formation arrays.

If Aiven Kingdom could subdue Wind Sword Sect and have its people create some small and medium-sized group formations for use in the military, it would certainly strengthen the army's overall combat power.

Therefore, when it came to a sect with such great value, Aiven would try to win them over with sincerity.

"Let's go. We're heading up the mountain."

"Alright."

Aiven started forward and made his way toward the mountaintop.

There were quite a few patrolling disciples on the mountain.

They quickly spotted Aiven and the others and blocked their path. "Stop! This is Wind Sword Sect territory. Outsiders are not permitted to enter without authorization!"

Aiven said, "Please report to your sect master. Tell him that the King of Aiven Kingdom has come to pay a visit."

"Aiven Kingdom!!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples did not dare delay. They hurriedly sent one person up the mountain to inform Wind Sword Sect's sect master, Feng Bailong, while another said politely, "Everyone, please follow me."

This disciple led Aiven and the others to the entrance of Wind Sword Sect.

At this moment, Feng Bailong had already brought a group of disciples to wait at the main gate.

The sect gates slowly opened.

A man dressed in a pale blue formal robe, with waist-length hair and an eyepatch over his eyes, slowly walked out.

This man was Feng Bailong, the sect master of Wind Sword Sect, an eighty-ninth-ranked Soul Douluo whose martial soul was the Wind Sword.

The Wind Sword Sect master was neither servile nor overbearing. He had not lowered himself, showing that he possessed some pride, yet he was not discourteous either. He slightly cupped his hands and said, "Feng Bailong, sect master of Wind Sword Sect, greets King Aiven."

"May I ask what brings King Aiven to Wind Sword Sect?"

Aiven did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point. "Sect Master Feng, I hope Wind Sword Sect can join Aiven Kingdom and serve Aiven Kingdom."

Feng Bailong's expression changed upon hearing this. "What if Wind Sword Sect refuses?"

Aiven smiled. "Heh. Then we will use our own methods to win Wind Sword Sect over."

Feng Bailong fell silent for several seconds.

A ruler of a kingdom had personally come to recruit them. If he did not achieve his goal, he likely would not leave easily.

Feng Bailong understood that if they refused, they would very likely face military suppression.

Moreover, the four people beside Aiven were all Titled Douluo-level experts. Feng Bailong had learned that from the incident where Dai Mubai was beaten in Star Luo City.

If there had only been one or two low-level Titled Douluo, Wind Sword Sect could still handle them. But among these four were terrifying high-level Titled Douluo combatants.

Wind Sword Sect could not possibly withstand them.

Aiven showed great sincerity as he spoke again. "I greatly admire Wind Sword Sect's abilities. If Wind Sword Sect is willing to submit to Aiven Kingdom, Aiven Kingdom will certainly support you with all its strength."

"Wind Sword Sect's future will surely rise to a new level and surpass the Lower Four Sects."

Feng Bailong sighed inwardly and made his decision. "If you can break the three great formations of Wind Sword Sect, then from this day onward, Wind Sword Sect will swear to serve Aiven Kingdom unto death."

If they submitted after Lu Bu and the other four attacked and beat them into submission, or if they simply submitted outright, it would seem undignified and spineless.

But if they used this method and surrendered only after losing, they could still preserve some dignity.

Aiven understood Feng Bailong's thoughts. He nodded in response. "Good. I have long heard that Wind Sword Sect excels at formation arrays. Today, we shall experience them for ourselves."

"Which of you will break the formation!"

Zhao Yun leaped forward and stood at the front. "Lord, let Zi Long give it a try."

"Good."

"Sect Master Feng, please begin," Aiven said.

Seeing Zhao Yun's extraordinary bearing, silver robes, and silver spear,

Feng Bailong did not dare be careless. He immediately summoned all the sect's disciples. "Wind Sword Sect disciples, heed my command. Form the array!"

"Yes!"

Feng Bailong stepped onto his Wind Sword and flew into the sky. Countless disciples also flew on swords, gathering behind Feng Bailong.

"Wind Lightning Sword Array, rise!"

A powerful surge of Soul Power rose up. A crimson circular formation diagram appeared in the sky, controlled by Feng Bailong as nearly a thousand disciples combined their strength.

"This is Wind Sword Sect's strongest single-target attack formation, the Wind Lightning Sword Array. It is enough to contend head-on with Titled Douluo-level experts."

"Silver-robed expert, be careful."

As his words fell, a massive sword condensed from storm and lightning energy appeared within the crimson formation diagram, carrying terrifying power.

"The Wind Lightning Sword Array truly has some skill." Aiven's expression turned solemn. He could sense the terrifying power contained within this attack.

Zhu Zhuqing tightly gripped Aiven's arm, somewhat worried. "Such a powerful aura... Aiven, do you think Uncle Zi Long can block it?"

The corners of Aiven's mouth rose slightly. "Don't worry. Zi Long is no ordinary Titled Douluo-level expert."

"Interesting."

Zhao Yun smiled, his interest piqued. He swung the Azure Dragon Bright Silver Spear and pointed it toward the sky. "Come!"

"Wind Lightning Sword Array, descend!"

Lightning rose around Zhao Yun once more, soaring toward the heavens as though a silver dragon were coiling around him.

"Thunderbolt Zi Long!"

Bang! Boom boom!

The two forces collided.

In merely two seconds, the massive sword was pierced through by Zhao Yun's spear and knocked back!

"What!"

"How is that possible!!"

"So strong... So strong!!!!"

The Wind Lightning Sword Array had been broken just like that.

Feng Bailong and the Wind Sword Sect disciples were filled with horror.

They had thought that even if they could not win, they would at least be able to contend for a while. Yet they had been so utterly helpless.

Zhu Zhuqing stood there in a daze. "Uncle Zi Long is so... so incredible."

Feng Bailong asked with a face full of awe, "May I ask this expert's honored name?"

"I am Changshan Zhao Zi Long!" Zhao Yun's imposing voice echoed through Wind Sword Sect, striking fear into everyone's hearts.

"Zhao Zi Long?"

Feng Bailong swallowed and formed another array. "Form the array!!"

"This Wind Sword Sect really does have some ability. Zi Long, I'll break this second formation!" Zhang Fei's interest was also stirred, and he jumped out.

"This formation is Wind Sword Sect's strongest group attack formation, called the Wind Pressure Sword Array!"

A crystal-blue formation diagram appeared in the sky once more. Countless Wind Swords gathered overhead, using immense wind pressure to launch a group attack.

Its power was equally formidable.

In that instant, countless Wind Swords shot toward Zhang Fei.

"Furious Beast Roar!!"

Zhang Fei let out a thunderous roar where he stood, and the terrifying Soul Power soundwave instantly shattered every Wind Sword.

"It was broken so easily again!!"

"Just how many terrifying experts like this does Aiven Kingdom have?!"