The young man named 'Fei Bai' glanced towards the distance in front of the first grand hall, and sure enough he saw Liang Miaozi, whose expression was extremely ugly, so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with water.
He couldn't help but chuckle, and then put on a serious face: "Liang Miaozi is our senior brother after all, how can he be so rude?"
The girl didn't care. She curled her lips and looked at the bright sword platform with focused eyes.
"It's already the ninety-fifth breath!"
The young man's expression immediately became solemn. Ninety-five breaths is the time when the Xiaoluo Tianjian Formation changes! After that, the real killing sword comes!
At this moment, almost everyone could detect the changes in these eighteen puppets. The cold sword light suddenly became several times sharper. The speed of all the sword puppets also increased by at least 50%.
A strong chilling air permeated the Ming Sword Stage. The continuous sword light and the sharp blade shadows made the slim and tall figure on the stage no longer as calm as before. The sword shadows were like rain, and they seemed to be falling at any moment.
Zong Shou can be chopped into pulp!
However, Zong Shou on the stage was not surprised but smiled, not at all forced, but truly happy.
After ninety-five breaths, he finally knew what was wrong.
It turns out that the Xiao Luotian Sword Formation in the previous life of the 'God Emperor' was really better than the one on the real Danling Mountain Mingjian Stage.
The developer of God Emperor, who always likes to promote himself, is rare to tell the truth.
I'm so stupid. Eighteen puppets running independently, how can they be stronger than the sword formation commanded by the overall calculation of the brain?
I originally thought that I would have to wait three hundred and forty breaths away before I could even break the formation.
Unexpectedly, this opportunity came so early.
He took a step back to the right and stepped into the Kun position. The three sword puppets immediately charged forward. There were four sword lights behind him, which pierced behind him very quickly.
Zong Shou remained unmoved, and moved further to the left. In a dangerous place, he stepped seven steps away from the only gap, brushing against the flying cold light.
However, in front of him at this moment, there were fourteen sword shadows coming through the air one after another! They were densely packed, sealing his top, bottom, left and right, fourteen puppets, almost all spaces were locked.
At this moment, Zong Shou could clearly hear the voices of ridicule under the stone platform, mixed with a few sighs of regret.
Lin Fei, who was watching the battle closely, also sighed and closed his eyes again: "Ninety-nine breaths, walking to death——"
Chuxue's anxious exclamations also echoed in her ears. One could even see the sarcastic smile of Liang Miaozi, who was completely relieved on the steps opposite.
Throw yourself to death?
Zong Shou smiled more and more happily. Didn't he know the flaw just now? This direction was actually a trap?
But if you don't take the initiative to enter this trap, how can you break the formation?
In such a peak sword formation, one must be put to death before he can survive!
First, he took a deep breath, and then the power that had been accumulated for a long time in Zong Shou's body surged into his body and limbs like a nuclear explosion. Then his whole body suddenly rushed forward. From the moment he stepped onto the Mingjian Stage, he was
The pine pattern wind sword he held in his hand finally flashed with a bright sword light.
——The fourth basic swordsmanship, straight thrust with one step!
The thunderous cyan sword shadow rushed straight into the sword curtain that had just unfolded on the opposite side. It penetrated from the most incredible angle.
With a muffled sound of 'dong', the sword in Zong Shou's hand only stagnated for a moment. Then it penetrated the chest of the sword puppet like a broken bamboo. The huge power directly crushed the embedded crystal talisman array completely.
.Moreover, the puppet was thrown out of the Mingjian Stage. The body shattered into pieces, and countless fragments scattered in all directions.
This sword curtain that was originally seamless suddenly had a huge gap.
In an instant, the entire Dao Palace fell into dead silence again. Everyone looked at this scene with blank expressions.
The disciples of the Lingyun Sect standing in front of the gate of the Dao Palace no longer had the mental capacity to understand the assessment, and could not help but move closer to the Bright Sword Platform.
And those young people were even more scattered in the queue, and they just wanted to stand directly on the stage to see as clearly as possible.
"How is it possible that he really broke it——"
"This flaw turns out to be hidden within the killing! How can there be a truly perfect sword formation in this world?"
Lin Fei also opened his eyes wide, with no trace of sleepiness on his face, as if there was a peerless beauty in front of him, his pupils motionless.
Liang Miaozi was about to leave with a puff of sleeves, but at this moment, his figure suddenly froze, with a look of shock and disbelief on his face.
This Xiao Luo Tian Sword Formation, which no one could break, and which stumped a strong man in heaven, was broken just like that? At ninety-nine breaths, it was broken in the hands of a young boy who was not even thirteen years old?
How can it be?
Yin Yang, who was as low as a leopard, was also so stunned that he couldn't move.
He never expected that Zong Shou could avenge his shame. The majesty of the largest sect in the east of the Cloud Realm would not tolerate a minor offence. Even if he suffered such a great humiliation, he could only choose to swallow his anger.
I originally thought that Zong Shou could survive a hundred breaths and at least be able to join the inner sect of Yun Ling Sect. Just now, he was desperate and even prepared to risk his life to save this person.
Unexpectedly, with just one blink, there was such a miraculous turn that he could hardly believe his eyes.
At this moment, there is only the first snow, an ecstasy without any distracting thoughts.
Three months ago, my young master was just like today. He beheaded several people in an incredible manner and killed Zongyu with his sword. He also used an incredible willow leaf talisman to take out the right eye of the fierce sword Wuwei!
Zong Shou on the stage was also slightly startled. The moment the sword in his hand penetrated the puppet's 'heart', he suddenly felt a stream of cold air flow from the tip of the sword into his body.
He didn't even have time to react before he rushed into the air sea. Fortunately, although this cold air entered the body, there was no discomfort. On the contrary, the violently consumed physical strength was slightly restored.
At the same time, a thought flashed through my mind.
"Could it be that that guess is actually true?"
At this time, he did not dare to distract himself from checking his body. Zong Shou was stunned for a moment, and then he gathered all his thoughts again. Following the inertia of the forward movement, Zong Shou rushed out of the puppet sword formation.
Lingyun Sect's Xiaoluo Tianjian Formation has at least three people and a maximum of eighteen. This battle is not over yet.
Breaking a puppet is far from breaking the formation!
And every next step, every time the sword is drawn, needs to be precise and precise, without even a slight difference!
Stepping diagonally to the left, Zong Shou's sword flashed again, and he struck the ground behind him.
——Basic Swordsmanship Seventeen, Right Turning Sword!
"The second body is broken!"
There was another muffled sound of 'dong', and the powerful and heavy sword light directly chopped into pieces the head of the puppet behind Zong Shou before he could turn around!
Wood chips were flying, but Zong Shou's figure flashed again. Using the sword puppet, which was only a body and could no longer move, as a cover, he moved his steps to the right and walked towards the threshold.
The fierce sword light arrived almost instantly, completely piercing the neck of a sword puppet coming from the right. The strong momentum even caused the wooden man's head to completely break.
At this moment, there was truly no sound in the entire school grounds. Almost everyone, young and old, had gathered around the stage.
There were more Lingyun Sect disciples running out from the depths of the Dao Palace. I didn’t have time to get close to watch, so I could only look far away. That elegant figure, holding on to the ordinary pine-patterned sword, was standing on the bright sword platform.
On the top, a series of stunning and cold sword lights were swayed.
ps: Regarding updates, I have been really busy recently. In addition, the style of this book has changed a bit compared to the previous three books. Kaihuang himself is also adapting. All coding speed is very slow and there are not many manuscripts saved. Kaihuang really cannot update it.
It's too fast. Please forgive me. In addition, some people in the book review area said it was unreasonable. I wonder if you have noticed that all Liang Miaozi's actions actually did not exceed his rights and responsibilities and were just legitimate uses. Even if Zong Shou is not allowed to enter, he still occupies a certain amount.
Reason. As for killing people after getting started, the situation in Qiantian Mountain must also be taken into consideration. The grievances between the protagonist and Lingyun Sect in his previous life are not limited to the game. It takes a lot of effort to explain, and I don’t want to focus on the beginning, which may make everyone a little confused.
I can't understand, I'm sorry. Also, thank you. There is an error on the Piaotian literature page. I can't appoint a deputy moderator. I have to wait for a while. You don't necessarily need to be online for a long time, but it is best to be online frequently and be patient. As before.
A few book friends, Qingyun and Please Treat Me as a Human Being, were of great help in opening up wasteland.