Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Innumerable tiny rays of sword light formed as soon as the unknown speaker finished and shot at the trio. So this was a seventh rank sword formation!

Lu Yun sent Yu Shuai and Zhao Chenguang into the sword pagoda with a wave of his hand.

“A seventh rank sword formation? Show this young master how strong this formation of yours is!” Lu Yun no longer had any concerns after moving his friends to safety. He threw his head back with a howl and raised gusts of crimson sword qi.

He set foot into the void and shifted nine times in quick succession, leaving nine faint shadows in the air. Each of them lingered for a few moments before a crimson sword dragon darted out of it.

Eighteen Cerulean Sword Dragons!

Lu Yun deployed this move through the Nine Forms of the Cloud Dragon!

He didn’t hold back and sent nine out three-hundred-meter long...