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There was no need to mention Hai Dongqing's qinggong, it was easy to get on the chain. When Hai Dongqing was half the length of the chain, a person jumped down from the Dry Pavilion and blocked Hai Dongqing's path.

Hai Dongqing stood on the chain with her hands behind her back, and the person who had just arrived also stood in front of Hai Dongqing with his hands behind his back. The wind blew past the specially constructed chain, but the two of them didn't seem to be moving at all.

When the wind died down, the gyrfalcon knew that he couldn't afford to delay any longer. Thus, he slowly rose to his feet and said with a smile, "Senior Qi Shan, long time no see!"

"Tsk, that's right! "It's been a long time. You said that High Lord was a genius, and it's true, but this speed is truly amazing. If I knew earlier, I would have steeled my heart and pulled you into the Million Flowing Sect." Qishan self-deprecatingly said after clasping his hands in salute.

"Maybe there is some sort of plan behind this." After the gyrfalcon finished speaking, he slowly unsheathed his sword from his back.

"True." After Qi Shan finished speaking, four more people jumped out of the pavilion. Qi Shan grinned and said, "It's just that I can't spar with the High Lord in private today."

"That's a pity too." Hai Dongqing continued with her sword: "Senior Wu Gui, please enlighten me!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the Five Ghost Division cupped their fists and bowed towards the gyrfalcon. Then, they took out their weapons. They were their swords, sabers, spears, halberds, and chains.

When Hai Dongqing and the Five Ghost Division clashed, he was shocked to discover that the Five Ghost Division's coordination was very good. Furthermore, just like the elders of the Million Flowing Sect, he did not show any signs of exerting his full strength.

The gyrfalcon didn't want to think about why they didn't go all out either. He only knew that he couldn't afford to be arrogant in the face of these old foxes from the martial arts world.

Thinking of this, the gyrfalcon unhesitatingly let his sword intent burst out. Behind him was the Dry Pavilion. He wanted to let the people behind him see his strength!

As the sword fell into the water, Qishan hastily dodged and dodged it. He didn't turn his head back again. The Five Devils began to act cautiously. Once again, they treated the sword as a way to sow disgrace and enmity.

He performed a smooth and natural set of moves as if he was performing an uncomplicated technique. Coupled with the current Illusory Steps, the Five Devils were unable to catch any trace of Hai Dongqing.

Nine days later, going down to the five seas, he captured the bright moon and bound the Dragon King.

This time, four of the Five Ghost Division's members fell from the chains. Hai Dongqing's series of explosions were truly shocking, to the point that the Five Ghost Division was unable to display their martial arts skills.

He did not assassinate the Five Ghost Divisions, and did not use the last four moves at the same time. Therefore, the Five Ghost Divisions were only injured, and did not have the power to fight anymore, easily defeating the four of them, which had a lot to do with them not using their full strength.

"You've let me win!" When Hai Dongqing returned to her original position, she cupped her fists towards one of the Five Ghost Division members who were still in a daze.

"Looks like I can be at ease if I hand Little Miss Zi Li to you." After the Five Ghost Priests finished speaking, they slapped their palms on their chests, and then fell off the chains.

The gyrfalcon raised his head and narrowed his eyes at the pavilion before him. His lips unconsciously curled up as he muttered, "Lady, I'm here."

After the gyrfalcon left the iron chains, he stepped into the pavilion, where tens of millions of disciples were arrayed in a formation. As for what formation it was, one of the disciples standing in the center of the formation cupped his fist and said, "The Million Flowing Sect's Qiqing Pavilion's Ten Thousand Swords Formation, please enlighten me!"

Hearing this array, the gyrfalcon couldn't help but have a headache. This so-called Ten Thousand Swords Small Array was a small-scale array of the Ten Thousand Swords Formation. If it was a Ten Thousand Swords Formation, no one from the five great sects would dare to challenge it.

Of course, this was only possible under the circumstances.

Most of the disciples of the Million Flows Sect used this kind of small formation. One, it was easy to set up a formation, and two, it didn't require many people.

The Ten Thousand Great Array had only appeared twice in the history of the Myriad Stream Sect. One time was when the Eastern barbarians invaded the Central Plains at their peak. The Myriad Faction had used this array to block nearly half of the Eastern barbarians' forces.

The only difference was, while Taizong had broken through the formation of ten thousand people, the eastern barbarians had been constantly being exhausted. It was the arrival of other forces that had caused the Myriad Flow Sect to be unable to hold out.

When the gyrfalcon saw the thousand man formation in front of him, he didn't panic at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Back then, Tai Zong used great success to record the formation of tens of thousands of people. Today, I, Hai Dongqing, will borrow your formation to help me break through the bottleneck!"

After the gyrfalcon finished speaking, he didn't wait for the Thousand Swords Formation to attack.

Entering the sword formation meant that this time, other than breaking through the formation, there was no other way out. Hai Dongqing's goal was clear, he said that he wanted to use the sword formation to break through, but in reality, he was rushing to the center of the sword formation to deal with the person standing in the center.

Naturally, this journey wouldn't go smoothly. With every step, he would be attacked by several Myriad Flow Sect disciples. Swords would simultaneously appear from the front, back, left, and right to break a certain area.

The moment they entered the sword formation, the gyrfalcon immediately felt flustered. There wasn't a single spot that was safe, so he quickly performed a parry.

Those swords were not simply swinging down. Every single sword strike contained the power of the Mandate of Swords. To the user, every single sword strike was a sword stroke.

As a result, he supported the mountain. When he took five steps forward, the gyrfalcon felt an unprecedented sense of pressure. Moreover, the deeper he went, the more concentrated the thrusting swords became.

The gyrfalcon didn't understand. With such a dense cluster of swords, the people swinging the swords should be very close to each other, and how they could perform the sword techniques without harming their own people. Perhaps this was the mystery of the sword formation.

As the gyrfalcon used his [Bewitching Steps] to block the attack, he used his sword intent to create a path for the moon to pass through and then filled the gap again.

In this short amount of time, although the gyrfalcon dodged, his back was still struck several times.

Blood flowed down his back, staining it red from the white robe that the gyrfalcon was wearing today. The gyrfalcon didn't frown at all as he smashed out another crescent moon, causing two more wounds to appear on his back.

He wanted to see if he could open a path. Once it opened, how long would it take to make up for it. When the second round began, Hai Dongqing basically used the fastest speed he could muster to charge out. At the same time, the third round of the moon began to brew.

Seeing that the battle in front of him had been completed, Hai Dongqing sent out another round of moonlight. Finally, after paying the price of eight swords, Hai Dongqing came to the center of the formation.

The young man in the middle of the formation smiled at Hai Dongqing, and then another person rushed towards him. This time, it was even more concentrated, as if the swords were a barrier that was protecting him.

The gyrfalcon tried to defend himself, but the middle-aged man interjected, "Does the High Lord think I am the core of the formation? It's a pity that we don't have this formation. "