Although the white light is only the thickness of a child's arms and is only 500 meters long, it is all formed by the condensed golden spiritual energy. It has been swam in the secret passage of the White Tiger for unknown periods. After being tempered, it has long been extremely pure, and it is a hundred times sharper than a flying sword.

Even if the ancestor Fen Tian has the S-level strength, if he blocks it hard, he will still be pierced on the spot.

But looking at Chen Feng who had been captured by him, the ancestor Fen Tian really didn't want him to die under the impact of this white light.

"Why am I so unlucky! I finally found a perfect body, why can't I get it all the time!" Old Ancestor Fen Tian thought helplessly and unwillingly.

"Puff, bang." A sound like a sharp sword piercing kraft paper sounded. The solid flame that imprisoned Chen Feng was pierced by white light on the spot, and then drove straight in, like a broken bamboo, and it was completely torn apart with the explosion.

But the white light flew towards Chen Feng without any bias. However, when he arrived in front of him, it strangely did not penetrate directly through his body, but penetrated into the silk rain ring on his finger.

"Why is he not dead?! What's going on?!" When the ancestor Fen Tian saw this scene, his eyes widened and he was completely stunned.

Of course Chen Feng would not die. Before he quietly released a sword thread to pull the white light, he had considered the risks he would face in advance. In the end, he still did this, precisely because he felt that even if there was some potential danger, it was not fatal.

This is true. The white light condensed by the golden spiritual energy is of course extremely sharp and powerful, otherwise it would not be possible to easily destroy the flame that condenses as substance.

But as the saying goes, the tofu is something that can be used to reduce the silk rain ring is exactly the nemesis of this white light.

When Chen Feng killed Daniel and got the silk rain ring, he knew that this thing could absorb gold-type spiritual energy. If it weren't for this, how could Daniel, who was just an awakened person, play with this serious magic weapon?

Therefore, Chen Feng dared to risk using sword silk to attract white light to break the deadlock when he was in trouble, and then swallowed it with a silk rain ring to avoid the misfortune of being deeply harmed by him.

Of course, Chen Feng knew that doing this was not absolutely safe, but his situation was already very critical just now, so he had to take a risk in order to save himself.

The result was quite satisfying Chen Feng. Not only did he solve his predicament in one fell swoop, but he also suddenly found that the silk rain ring was strengthened as well.

Not only can the silk rain rings be activated at the same time increase to fifty sword threads, but the length that each sword thread can extend has also increased to 1,000 meters.

For Chen Feng, this means that if he uses it to arrange the One Yuan Wanxiang Formation, the power of the explosion will increase exponentially, and the attack range of the enemy will also increase significantly.

"The origin of this silk rain ring is definitely not simple. If you have the chance, you must ask carefully." Chen Feng glanced at the simple-shaped ring on his finger, thought to himself, and then looked at the white light floating in the White Tiger Secret Path. He immediately felt like he had just gotten a horse and found that he happened to be in the grassland.

"If the silk rain ring swallows all the white lights, what will it become?" Chen Feng suddenly became eager when he thought about it.

But he was not in a hurry to do this, because the most important thing at the moment is to deal with the ancestor Burning Tian in front of him.

"Swish." As the sword light flashed, Chen Feng was already rushing away from the sword. When he widened the distance with the ancestor Burning Tian, ​​the silk rain ring on his finger shone brightly. All the fifty sword threads condensed after just swallowing the white light were shot out.

With the slenderness of the sword threads, the sound of breaking through the air is actually quite weak and almost difficult to hear.

However, fifty sword threads flew out at the same time, and the sound made naturally became slightly louder, but it was similar to the sound when tearing a piece of paper.

While the sword threads spread out, they surrounded the ancestor Burning Tian from all directions, forming a one-yuan 10-equality formation, as if they were to completely trap him.

The One Yuan Wanxiang Formation is different from the ordinary sword formation. The latter may have to limit the number of people. For example, the Three Talent Formation is definitely the best three-person formation. For the Five Element Formation, it is mostly suitable for five people. However, the One Yuan Wanxiang Formation has no such restrictions at all. Instead, the more the more, the better.

Because the more sword threads are formed in the formation, the more diverse the changes of the One Yuan Wanxiang Formation during offense and defense, and eventually reach the highest level of ever-changing and all-encompassing.

At this time, fifty sword silks fluttered, surrounding the ancestor Burning Tian, ​​and white light flashed, constantly stabbing towards the vital points around him.

"Bang." The ancestor Fen Tian did not expect that Chen Feng would have such a move. In a daze, a light flashed in his hand, and a long sword had already appeared.

The knife was more than two meters long, and the flames were on the blade. With his wave of his hand, a red sword light swept across it, hovering around him like a fire dragon, and shocked the dozens of sword threads that had stabbed.

However, the One Yuan Wanxiang Formation was running, and the sword threads were like tides, stacked layer by layer, surging and storming, and the attack was continuous. After being blocked by the ancestor Burning Tian, ​​a new wave of attacks immediately arrived.

Even though the ancestor Burning Tian kept swinging the sword silk that was coming, and even occasionally cutting off some sword silk, the encirclement formed by the sword silk became tighter and tighter.

This scene is somewhat similar to when the ancestor Fentian dealt with Chen Feng just now. It can be said that Feng Shui is changing.

While watching the changes in the field, Chen Feng raised his right hand and used the Sun True Fire Maximum.

Then a giant flame palm suddenly appeared and grabbed the Burning Heaven Cauldron not far away, which was being held upside down in the void.

As early as when he was out of trouble, Chen Feng was thinking about how to rescue "Suhun Zhenren". After thinking about it, it would be better to keep the blame.

He just set up a formation to trap the ancestor Burning Tian, ​​and there was no hope of killing him, because even Chen Feng himself knew that it was unrealistic.

Although the power of the One Yuan Wanxiang Formation at this time has been greatly improved, several times that before, it is no different from Bai Ri's dream to kill a powerful man in the imperial realm.

Chen Feng had only one real purpose in setting up the formation, which was to delay the ancestor of Fentian and prevent him from robbing the Fentian Cauldron back. Now it is time to see the dagger.

"The treacherous thief, how dare he covet my Fentian Cauldron, I'm really looking for death!" The giant flame palm here just pressed on the Fentian Cauldron, and the ancestor of Fentian immediately noticed Chen Feng's intention, and couldn't help but become furious. When he scolded him loudly, he burst out with all his strength.

The ancestor of Fen Tian slashed out with a knife, and the sword light extended seven or eight hundred meters long, just like a red and blood-like fire dragon, rushing towards the surrounding sword silk like a fire dragon.

"Bang." With the deafening explosion, more than 20 sword threads that attacked at the same time were directly shattered by the sword light, which shows how domineering the power of a sword when the ancestor Burning Tian made anger.

Not only that, the sword light still extended forward, pointing directly to Chen Feng standing outside the formation.

Obviously, the sword of the ancestor Fen Tian not only wanted to break the One Yuan Wanxiang Formation, but also wanted to kill Chen Feng.

"Come on." Chen Feng did not retreat this time, and also used all his strength to activate the silk rain ring.

As the light on the ring flickered, more than 20 sword threads that had just broken were shot out from the ring again, forming a sword net, blocking the sword light.

Although these sword silks come from silk rain rings, they are condensed from the white light absorbed before. As long as the white light does not consume light, the sword silk can be continuously generated. From this point of view alone, Chen Feng took a big advantage when fighting.

"Dare to despise me, die!" The ancestor Fen Tian was frightened when he saw Chen Feng's face, and he couldn't help but feel extremely angry. The sword light surged again as he roared.

"Bang." The sword light hit the sword net and directly shattered it. When the shocking loud noise shocked the surroundings, a violent shock wave spread, causing the entire One Yuan Wanxiang Formation to thump.

At this time, the ancestor Fen Tian stepped upwards, and the fire was shining on the long sword in his hand, and the murderous aura on his face was even more intense, saying word by word: "I just want to trap me if I break the formation, just dream."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his sword again, and the two sword lights in front and back were superimposed, making the momentum even more fierce, and he wanted to break the One Yuan Wanxiang Formation in one fell swoop.

"Woo!" At this critical moment, a scream came from behind.

The ancestor Fen Tian, ​​who was originally looking at Chen Feng with murderous intent, wanted to break the formation and captured him in one fell swoop, suddenly felt a huge shock in his soul, and a biting sense of danger swept across his heart.

"Oh no! I've been plotted by this kid!" When he cursed in his heart, the ancestor Fen Tian had no time to break the formation. He suddenly turned around and waved his long sword and slashed three times in a row.

It turned out that at this moment, another white light broke into the One Yuan Ten Thousand Elephant Formation as if entering the no one, and then rushed towards the back of the ancestor Fen Tian. Of course, this was Chen Feng pulled it with his sword silk again.

From the beginning of setting up the formation, Chen Feng did not expect that the One Yuan Wanxiang Formation could trap the Ancestor Fen Tian, ​​and his killing move was definitely not those sword threads, but the white light floating in the White Tiger Secret Path.

The white light condensed by these gold-type spiritual energy is extremely sharp and difficult to collect or refine with ordinary means, but the sword thread can easily lead it away.

In this way, Chen Feng naturally had to make good use of it.

Before, it was just the first step to surround the Ancestor Burning Heaven in the One Yuan Ten Thousand Elephant Formation. At this time, sword threads continued to extend out, and it was like fishing to entangle the white lights swimming around and pull them over. This was a fatal killing move.

"Bang bang bang." The three swords that the ancestor Fen Tian slashed were amazing, and the sword light was as bright as a mountain, and a shocking sound broke out on the white light.

But the white light was not a sword thread after all. Of course, it would not be easily broken by these three swords, but the forward rushing momentum was slower.

The ancestor of Fentian happened to take this opportunity to dodge towards the side.

But before he could flash too far, he couldn't help but curse again. It turned out that another white light came from behind, coming so fast and being tricky, it was even more powerful than Chen Feng's sword energy.
Chapter completed!