Killing A Boundary Sage With The Four Seasons Sword Formation, Can I Ride On Your Back?

As the twelve treasured swords hovered in the air, forming into an extraordinary sword formation, mysterious bursts of Daoist Rhymes emanated in the skies. It covered an area with a several miles radius, trapping Master Daoist Withered Cloud within it.

That was the Four Season Sword Formation's second form, the Twelve Months Sword Formation!

"This is… a sword formation!"

"I can't believe a young lad like you will have so many techniques up your sleeves! Then again, even with this sword formation, what can a mere Battle Monarch like you possibly do to me!"

"Shatter this formation!"

Master Daoist Withered Cloud roared. Then when he raised his arm, a grim, overbearing Daoist Rhyme erupted and black flames surged in all directions.

However, the sword formation's Daoist Rhyme swirled out as the chilling sword qi whistled out like a raging blizzard during winter.

Under that barrage of sword qi, the black flames disintegrated.