The real Nine Swords of Wind and Cloud.

Fang Chen's heart stirred. At this moment, what Yun Feiyang was using was exactly the first form of the Nine Swords of Wind and Cloud, "Wind Rolls and Clouds Stretch".

In an instant, countless sword lights flickered in and out in an instant. The sound of sword hums rang out one after another. Every time a sword light appeared, a fist shadow would disappear. Every time a sword hum sounded, a palm print would shatter...

Before these countless fist shadows and palm prints could reach Yun Feiyang, they were completely destroyed by countless sword lights...

Seeing this, before the two could change their moves, Yun Feiyang swung his sword again! The second form, "Wind Scatters and Clouds Stop".

A sharp sword appeared out of thin air. One turned into two, two turned into four... More and more. It wasn't until one sharp sword after another flashing with cold light completely surrounded the two that the two barely managed to change their moves. A punch and a palm, mixed with the sound of breaking through the air, rushed straight towards Yun Feiyang.

In an instant, countless sharp swords quickly gathered and surrounded the two. The sword blades crisscrossed densely without any gaps. They rotated and closed in, as if they were going to execute the surrounded people by slicing them slowly.

The two roared and fully activated the profound energy in their bodies. After several moves, they saw that the more they fought, the more sharp swords there were. They couldn't help showing shock on their faces. "You are only at the initial stage of the Xuan Emperor Realm. How can your strength be so strong?!"

"When can cultivation represent the strength of a sword cultivator?!" Yun Feiyang snorted coldly. With a flash of cold light in his hand, he swung his sword again!

Is this the real Nine Swords of Wind and Cloud? Fang Chen stared blankly at everything that was happening in front of him...

Perfectly integrating sword intent and sword energy into every sword shadow, condensing it into substance, and then using sword momentum to control all the sharp swords. The more sharp swords the surrounded people destroy, the stronger the power contained in the remaining sharp swords. Then, under the destruction of all real sharp swords, they die with hatred...

If they can't destroy it all at once, wouldn't they have to face the endless destruction of sharp swords? The more Fang Chen thought about it, the more shocked he became. If it was really like this, then the Nine Swords of Wind and Cloud would be too terrifying!

In fact, Fang Chen was right. The power of the Nine Swords of Wind and Cloud is so strong, but its shortcomings are also equally fatal.

For example, if the surrounded people disregard their own safety and forcefully break out of the formation to seek death with the sword user, and the sword formation can't defend in time, then this sword move will be self-defeating.

Moreover, the mental energy and concentration consumed to control this sword formation are also huge. If the battle can't end quickly and once it falls into a protracted war, this sword move will also be self-defeating.

With the appearance of the fifth form of the Nine Swords of Wind and Cloud, "Wind and Clouds Changing", this one-on-two battle also came to an end.

The two people who were constantly being destroyed by countless sharp swords were already in rags and covered in blood. It was only because Yun Feiyang had been controlling the power of this sword formation that the two could hold on until now.

After all, these two people followed the Black Flame Old Ancestor. When beating a dog, one still has to look at its owner. If one acts impulsively and forms a deadly feud with the Black Flame Old Ancestor, it would really be a great loss.

Yun Feiyang was waiting. Waiting for the battle between Zhang Chunyang and the Black Flame Old Ancestor to end. If Zhang Chunyang won, then everything would be fine. If the Black Flame Old Ancestor won, then...

Thinking of this, Yun Feiyang glanced at Fang Chen. His face was full of complexity.

Just at this moment, several muffled groans came amid a rustling sound. Fang Chen frowned and a feeling of foreboding welled up in his heart.

"It's here! The Black Flame Old Ancestor really didn't lie to us!" A shout came, and then the footsteps of a group of people followed closely.

Seeing this, Yun Feiyang's expression changed and he immediately withdrew his sword and returned to Fang Chen's side.

"Aren't these Ah Da and Ah Er beside the Black Flame Old Ancestor? How is it? Did you get the Returning Yuan Sword?"

The two who had lost Yun Feiyang's suppression looked at each other. Just as they were about to speak, they saw the Black Flame Old Ancestor rush over quickly, followed by Zhang Chunyang and a group of people with livid faces.

This damn divine sound of the nine heavens has actually attracted so many powerhouses. Fang Chen's heart skipped a beat and his brows were tightly furrowed.