Prisoner's Sword Technique, cast!

Driven by the sword intention of Prisoner's Temple, Wang Zhi performed the sword technique in front of the statue of the god, and the sixth move was fully executed. The sword intention of Prisoner's Temple gathered in all directions, with endless power, but there was no reaction.

Wang Zhi was startled for a moment.

Isn't that true?

Does that mean the sword technique is stopped at this action?

It looks so ridiculous.

The corner of Wang Zhi's mouth twitched slightly, and he and the statue looked at each other in confusion, but there was still no change.

That should be the case.

The sword intention in Prison Temple and the sword moves shown by the eighteen sword-wielding statues must be related, it cannot be for nothing...

Ancient formation!

I missed the ancient formation myself.

Wang Zhi's eyes lit up, and he flew like the wind through the entire Prison Hall, observing the positions of the eighteen sword-holding statues.

Yes!

Although I don’t know which one is which, isn’t the position where they are now the same position where I stood when I activated the ancient formation when I entered the temple!

Then what?

"The ones who start the battle!"

Wang Zhi learned some basic knowledge of the ancient formation from Wen Zhenpeng.

Whenever there is an ancient formation, there must be someone who started it.

It is the core of the entire ancient formation, and it is also the initiator of gathering the energy of the ancient formation. If it is broken, the ancient formation will naturally be broken.

It’s a statue of a god performing the eighteenth form of the Prisoner’s Sword Technique!

Wang Zhi had broken the formation eight times and knew very well the position of the initiator.

He quickly found the statue of the god with sinister eyebrows and rat eyes, gathered his sword intent again, and used the Prisoner Sword Technique impressively, starting with the 18th move. This time Wang Zhi felt quite good, as if he had touched something vaguely.

bite!

The moves and intentions of the sword paused for an instant, as if opening the password to the Prisoner's Temple.

Swish! Swish! Swish!!

The statues of the gods lit up one after another, shining brightly and converging on the top of the Prison Temple. Wang Zhi looked up and saw a ray of light gathering and covering them, like a small sun. The strong sword intent made him feel inexplicably panicked.

Feel……

It’s like a vitality bomb!

Could this be the ‘wrath of the gods’?

Should I run away now?

wrong.

It seems to be locked.

Wang Zhi felt that he was also glowing, and the majestic prisoner's sword was shrouded in it. The entire prisoner's palace seemed to be centered on him. The surging swords gathered together, and in an instant there was a bang and a white beam of light fell.

pill!

There is so much energy!

It’s almost overflowing!

Wang Zhi was so surprised that he shouted to the three women: "Come here!"

Whoosh!

Lin Xia reacted as quickly as possible and flew to Wang Zhi's side immediately, almost skin to skin. Wang Zhi could smell the refreshing fragrance of Schwarzkopf shampoo on her body, and the overflowing white energy light was caught by Lin Xia.

Xia absorbed it, and the next moment Ji Xiaoxue and Yang Yang also arrived.

Compared to Lin Xia's initiative and impudence, the two women were obviously a little more reserved, especially Ji Xiaoxue...

His face was as red as a rabbit, and even Yang Yang couldn't get closer.

Wang Zhi couldn't stand it anymore.

He reached out and hugged Ji Xiaoxue directly to him, like two pieces of toast stuck together.

"ah!"

With a heart-stirring cry, the three women surrounded Wang Zhi like a triangle. Although no one could see each other, such subtle movements were completely felt. Especially Lin Xia, almost her whole body was pressed against Wang Zhi, occupying the entire body.

As cheap as possible.

Wang Zhi didn't care.

This overflowing energy quickly dissipated in the prison palace. Instead of wasting it, it would be better for the three women to absorb it.

Although I don’t know how much they can absorb...

But he is very sincere.

There is no gap at all around. Haha.

Wang Zhi looked at the inner vision space, and the small red dot kept flashing. He knew what it was without looking.

Improvement of sword skills and sword intent.

The energy of Prisoner's Temple contains extremely rich sword energy. During the absorption process, one can experience and improve one's own sword skills and sword mind realm. At the same time, part of it is transformed into original energy and absorbed by the body.

That's okay.

It’s not easy to come all the way here, so absorb it if you can.

Although Wang Zhi didn't get any offerings before, he absorbed enough in this wave. He drank meat and the three women drank soup, which was very satisfying. If the three women really had to absorb this majestic energy, no one could bear it.

The overflowing energy alone has benefited them a lot.

After the white energy light was exhausted, the three women all improved by one level of strength. Lin Xia even realized the meaning of the Prisoner's Sword, and all aspects of her sword skills improved by one level.

This time, I made a lot of money.

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combat department.

"Knock knock."

"Come in."

Opening the door, Zhou Yi, wearing simple clothes, came with a smile and bowed his head slightly: "Commander."

"Back."

Gao Jian bares his upper body and stands in the center of the training ground. His refined muscles are full of explosive power and have been tempered for thousands of times. His punches are steady and powerful, with a loud sound. Every movement is filled with endless mysteries. The seemingly slow punches are hard to figure out.

"Well, they went in." Zhou Yi stood on the side of the training ground and did not step in.

"How do you feel?" Gao Ji slowly stopped practicing boxing.

“Excellent.”

"very?"

Gao Ji laughed dumbly and looked at Zhou Yi: "It's rare to see you praising your peers like this."

Zhou Yi smiled: "He will be my strong enemy in the future."

"It's a good thing, isn't it?"

Gao Ji's eyes were sharp and he clenched his steely fist: "Having a competitor of equal strength can make you stronger."

"Is it like you are the commander-in-chief?" Zhou Yi said.

Gaoji smiled freely and raised his head slightly.

It seemed like I was remembering something from the past.

After a long while, he continued to look at Zhou Yi: "If I want to recruit him into the combat department, would you have any objections?"

Zhou Yi smiled: "Isn't it already done?"

"oh?"

"Wang Zhi should have discovered it by now."

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed: "What he entered is a rare trial-type miracle. As long as you complete the trial, you can get corresponding rewards. The first time you enter, you will gain the most."

"I asked you that." Gaoji raised his eyebrows.

Zhou Yi shook his head: "Knife-type miracles have little effect on me, and they are only diamond-level. Now that I have been promoted to Glory Star, even blue-crystal-level miracles will not help me very much."

Gaoji nodded: "With your strength, it is difficult for Miracle to help you improve. You have to rely on yourself."

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Yes, I have to fight for the opportunity myself."
To be continued...