Wei Ziyu pointed to the four long swords located in all directions and said, "My four long swords are inherited from my father, representing the earth, water, wind and fire, and can reenact the chaos of heaven and earth."

At this time, Tang Cheng remembered the True Man of Kumu.

The four flying swords that Master Kumu once gave to Tang Cheng, white dew, duck yellow, deer grass, and Qin Sang, were also purple, white, gold and blue. Perhaps, Master Kumu also wanted to refine such a sword formation. However, his accumulation was shallow after all, and the knowledge in Middle Earth was not complete enough, so Master Kumu had to give up halfway.

"Be careful!" Wei Zi said after saying that, he suddenly found that Tang Cheng was in deep thought, and couldn't help but feel unhappy. This was simply naked contempt. However, he was a man who claimed to be a great scholar, and his joy and anger were not reflected in his expression. Therefore, his face was just a tight and he took action coldly.

"The red sleeves add fragrance!"

The purple long sword shot towards Tang Cheng, with the sword as the center. A beautiful woman in purple dress was holding an incense burner and Yingying walked over with a gentle smile on her face.

Tang Cheng murmured to himself: "The sword soul transforms into shape, it is indeed extremely coquettish!"

The transformation of sword soul is a legendary ability. When a person's sword technique reaches its peak, he can transform all techniques with just one sword, achieving the effect similar to that of the sword domain. Of course, compared with the sword domain, the transformation of sword soul is still slightly inferior.

Tang Cheng raised his palm and slashed the Yin-Yang Sword Rainbow at the purple-shirted beauty. Yin-Yang Sword Rainbow entered his body silently, and the purple-shirted beauty suddenly stopped and stopped.

"I am a man from Lu, not close to beautiful people!" Tang Cheng made a joke. The purple beauty was silently destroyed, and the sword rainbow shot from all directions, but its body passed through the afterimage of Tang Cheng like lightning.

"Xiaoxiang Academy!"

The green feeling is hazy and the drizzle is drizzling. Rows of green bamboos swaying in the wind, and raindrops slide down on the bamboo leaves like swords. This beautiful scenery is fascinating.

Tang Cheng flapped his wings and walked away with a grim expression. Where is the murderous intent? Is it raindrops? Green bamboo? Or the drunken breeze? Tang Cheng had no way to judge! In the end, Tang Cheng chose the stupidest method.

The five fingers collapsed, like tiger claws, and a stroke across the sky. The yin and yang sword rainbow surged like a tide, like blue waves slamming the shore, drowning the beautiful scenery like a poetic and picturesque one.

The rain, bamboo, and wind collapsed in an instant. In the sky, a blue light flashed and passed by Tang Cheng's body. The sword light was as sharp as a knife. If it weren't for the protection of the Great Sun Tathagata's robe, Tang Cheng would have run naked.

Before Tang Cheng could take a breath, Wei Ziyue chanted again: "Phantom Sword Book Alliance!"

A thick book was generated instantly, and it was a bucket of bamboo slips. The bamboo slips slowly unfolded like a painting scroll, and ink-colored characters jumped out of the book lightly, turning into a long sword, stabbing at Tangcheng like lightning.

Tang Cheng flashed, flapped his wings before coming to the bamboo slips, and put his palms on his hands to form a knife. Everything gently swept the blue-white bamboo slips across the sky. The white magic sword cut from bottom to top, swearing to cut Tang Cheng twice with one blow.

No matter how fast the Divine Sword is, it is always a little different from Tang Cheng.

Three moves were futile, and Wei Qingya was already anxious to jump, but Wei Ziyu's face was still calm. He knew very well that the masters who could kill the Ten-Winged Heavenly Feather Clan would never miss the three moves and two moves.

"Creating Chinese!"

In the void in all directions, countless sages recited the wonderful articles of readers. At the feet of Tangcheng, a green lotus quietly bloomed, spitting out golden stamens.

The golden color seemed to be the white dew swaying under the dawn, and it also looked like the first ray of light from the creation of the world, shining all living beings. Tang Cheng's figure was instantly submerged by the golden light and melted away.

"Okay!" Wei Qingya grinned and clapped her hands and laughed.

Wei Ziyu glanced at him coldly, and there was both fatherly love and the pain of not being able to win. In his father's grievance gaze, Wei Qingya easily defeated and smiled embarrassedly.

When he was not sure about this, he suddenly found that Tang Cheng was staying well in the Four Poles Sword Formation. Then he suddenly realized that his laughter just now was a naked slap in the face, but it was his father's face.

Wei Zi said that the four moves he had just created were created by himself to commemorate the long years he spent in the great world. Seeing that he could not help Tangcheng, Wei Zi said that he was not satisfied. Originally, that was just a test.

The result of the test made him understand how difficult Tangcheng was. If he could not kill Tangcheng in the sword formation, there would be endless troubles in the future.

"The four poles are combined, Chaos Kill!"

Since the murderous intent is so decisive, there is no need to say nonsense. Wei Zi said that he was able to reach the position of the Lord of the Star of the Heavenly River by not indecision.

In an instant, the four divine swords emitted fan-shaped sword light at the same time, filling every space in the sword formation, without a single dead corner. Within a radius of thousands of feet, it was a dead domain.

Wei Qingya was dazzled and confused. His whole mind was fascinated by the four-colored lights of death and could not himself. This battle might not be able to kill Tang Cheng, but it was enough to destroy Wei Qingya's belief and prevent him from advancing for the rest of his life.

However, Wei Ziyu didn't care about this. He didn't even look at his son at all. In fact, Wei Ziyu never hoped that Wei Qingya would achieve anything in his practice. This was not that he did not love his son, but that Wei Qingya's mother was not a human race or a demon race. This made it impossible to solve the troubles he encountered during his practice. Being able to practice to the Yuandan realm was already burning incense on the ancestral tomb of the old Wei family. I want to go further and for the next life.

This situation led to Wei Qingya giving up on himself and acting domineering in the stars of Tianhe. However, with his father Wei Ziyu and grandfather supporting him, Wei Qingya never suffered any conflict in his life. This is why he was easily angered by Tang Cheng's behavior.

If he knew that Wei Qingya was such a top-notch brainless person, Tang Cheng might not have had such an experience with him and would not have had this battle. Unfortunately, there has never been any ifs and assumptions in the world.

So, where is Tangcheng now?

The moment when the Four Pole Sword Formation reappeared in chaos, Tang Cheng flapped his wings and flew towards the blue divine sword. Among the four colors of earth, water, wind and fire, Tang Cheng is the most familiar with blue.

The blue represents the wind, and the blue divine sword is also a light sword. The four-pole sword formation is not simple. When Tang Cheng approached the blue divine sword, the divine sword flashed and divided dozens of sword lights and slashed towards Tang Cheng.

This is just to delay for a moment. As long as Tang Cheng paused for a moment, he would face the successive assassination of four divine swords.

But Tangcheng seemed to have predicted the future, and his purple wings spread out, as if he was walking through the blue sword light like a butterfly, without any touch.

At this time, Tang Cheng had already reached the edge of the Four-Pole Sword Formation, and was only one step away from escaping. This was Tang Cheng's biggest reliance. No matter what changes the other party's sword formation would take time to activate it.

As long as you grasp this point, Tangcheng will be invincible.

Sure enough, at this most critical moment, the sword formation suddenly changed. Without any signs, the blue divine sword in front of Tang Cheng was suddenly replaced with a gold color representing the earth system. The sword light flashed just a flash, and the golden sword light stacked layer by layer, with an extremely fast speed. I was afraid that a wall of gold would be built in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the situation was quite critical, Tangcheng immediately slowed down the flow of time in the formation. In an instant, the speed of the golden sword light became like a snail.

Tang Cheng stretched his purple wings and easily crossed the wall of gold. This is why Tang Cheng never cared about the Four Pole Sword Formation. Before the infinite power of time, this mere sword formation was really a pediatrician.

After a turn in the air, Tang Cheng rushed straight to his opponent and drove into Thunder. After Tang Cheng left a little, the time of the Four Pole Sword Formation had returned to normal.

Wei Ziyue felt something was wrong, so he snorted and retreated calmly. The four-colored magic sword suddenly turned around to protect his body, and the sword light flowed, protecting him from airtight.
Chapter completed!