The red-clothed swordsman who whispered to Xie Ran was named Wei Yihang. He was an outstanding figure among the two thousand red-clothed swordsmen. He was not inferior to Xie Ran in terms of cultivation and talent. Three months ago, Xie Ran led
The red-clothed swordsmen followed Feng Jueyu to Cangming Mountain to look for Cangming Erhai. After returning, the other three thousand red-clothed swordsmen discovered that their brothers and sisters had improved a lot after returning from a trip. They suddenly felt incredible.
.
Then several sword servant leaders like Xie Ran came to ask, but they were met with disappointment.
They asked around, but no one told them how it was done. Everyone was trying to show off, which made Wei Yihang and other popular people grit their teeth and stamp their feet.
Of course, this is all Xie Ran’s intention.
He did not hide the fact that the two thousand sword servants broke through at the same time in Cangming Mountain, but how they broke through, Xie Ran and the two thousand sword servants kept it secret in order to create a mysterious atmosphere of being superior to others. Of course, Xie Ran was not the same.
Wanting to keep it a secret forever, he just wanted people to see how good he was when he led the team out, and to whet the appetite of some old friends.
But today, Xie Ran once again felt that the opportunity was coming, and he did not intend to hide it. He grinned excitedly and said: "Yes, that time we met the Brahma Temple, Mr. Feng taught us how to use the weak to defeat the strong.
How to adjust the state of mind and how to use the combined fencing formation. At that time, we were facing masters whose strength was far superior to ours. At that time, everyone also flinched and were afraid of death. It was Mr. Feng who mobilized everyone's morale.
This allowed us to perform the combined fencing formation taught to us by Madam to perfection and reach its peak. After that battle, we fought against a strong man from the Black Dragon Clan who was in the late Miaodu period. Although everyone was injured,
But half of them broke through their original realm and reached a new realm in an instant. Lao Wei, and some of you, don’t tell me, if you can learn a few tricks from the young master and learn them seriously, you will be fed for a lifetime.
Already."
"I see..." Although Xie Ran only gave a general outline and drew a outline, Wei Yihang and others were all experienced warriors, and they could fully imagine the thrilling level at that time.
The two thousand swordsmen didn't even have a Miaodu realm, but they fought with three Miaodu strongmen for a long time, and defeated two of them. Finally, they fought against the black dragon clan's late Miaodu strongman and survived with one move.
Can the state of mind break through?
Wei Yihang understood instantly: "I understand, you want to fight the young master and have another breakthrough, right?"
Xie Ran grinned and said: "A breakthrough may not be possible, but there will definitely be benefits, and they are indispensable. We can't hurt the young master anyway, so what are we afraid of?" He said, turning around and shouting: "Listen to me.
Wait, use all your strength later, no one is allowed to hold back, just take as many moves as you can."
"yes!"
Xie Ran ordered that the Five Thousand Sword Attendants should not dare to obey. This team is much more disciplined than Tang Long, Yu Dai, and Tong Ya's rabble, and they are good at fencing formations and often perform drills together. Five Thousand Swordsmen
The swordsmen are connected to each other mentally, and when they attack at the same time, the momentum of five thousand people is stronger than that of Tang Long, Yu Dai, Tong Ya and others.
The momentum of the other five thousand elites is completely different. The five thousand swordsmen in red have been systematically trained, and every move is quite orderly. When the five thousand people work together and attack at the same time, the power is doubled. It is simply
It's two times, three times, even four times, five times.
Looking at the bloody sword light that filled the sky, Tang Long, Yu Dai, Tong Ya and others were stunned. They did not expect that the power of five thousand red-clothed sword servants would be greater than those of them.
It will be even more powerful when strong men join forces.
"Go!" At this time, Xie Ran had no baggage in his heart, only happiness. In his opinion, if he could fight against Mr. Feng, it would be an absolute honor. Even if he died, he would die without regrets.
Hidden Dragon Sword Formation.
Five thousand people and ten sword-qi mad dragons flew towards Feng Da Killer hysterically.
A flash of joyful excitement flashed in the eyes of the Fengda Killer who was standing still. Even though it was only for a moment, it was already a great compliment to the five thousand swordsmen in red.
It seems that the five thousand swordsmen that Madam has carefully trained are still much better than those scattered followers. At least bringing them into Tiandaozhu this time was not in vain.
Killer Feng was happy and satisfied in his heart, but he still showed contempt and disdain, because he knew that only by crushing all the dignity in the hearts of these arrogant guys could an unbreakable wall be re-established.
The hundred years of practice in Liuguang Palace is not a training for the ten thousand elites, but a transformation. Without this transformation, Xiaoyue Sect will never be able to stand at the pinnacle of the core of the grand plan.
"This is somewhat interesting, but it's still a lot worse." A cold and inhumane voice came from Feng Da Killer's mouth, and a solemn red light emerged from his body.
True Martial Saint Cut-off Body!
The Great Feng Killer finally used his supernatural power. Although he only had three successes, his defense doubled several times in an instant.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"
The rising and falling roars resounded one after another under the overturning of the ten sword energy mad dragons. This time, just like the last time, the five thousand sword attendants in red were still bounced back by the powerful aura of the Feng Da Killer.
The results were exactly the same twice. He didn't make a single move from beginning to end, but the 10,000 elites ended in a disastrous defeat.
"Damn, this is too strong. Is the defense of Chengdao Realm as scary as a coroner?" Tang Long, Yu Dai, and Tong Ya all saw it with clear eyes. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would definitely not believe it.
There are such outrageous things in the world.
The two martial arts legions, each with 5,000 men, struck with all their strength. The 5,000 red-clothed swordsmen also used the combined fencing formation. However, in front of Mr. Feng, they were still as weak as shrimp soldiers and crab generals. They could not even force him to take action.
No.
At this time, the 10,000 elites finally understood why Feng Jueyu dared to challenge 10,000 of them with one person. He was not bragging, he had real abilities. And looking at the current situation, Mr. Feng probably hadn’t used all of his strength yet.
As for his ability, he defeated them easily. For three days and three nights, could his group really survive?
Every elite member of the Xiaoyue Sect present felt helpless. Even the red-clothed swordsmen led by Xie Ran and Wei Yihang were shaken by the Feng Da Killer's Zhenwu Saint. Two thousand of them were shaken inside.
The red-clothed swordsman who had followed Feng Jueyu to Cangming Mountain realized that the so-called strong man from the black dragon clan was not even on an equal footing with Young Master. Young Master Feng was too powerful.
"Very good, you have all taken action, now it's my turn." Just when the Ten Thousand Elites were extremely shocked, Feng Jueyu finally moved, took a step forward lightly, and lifted the sky that was stuck on the ground.
The fallen sword was drawn out, and this action made all the hearts start to beat faster.
Is the young master going to take action?
Just now, he stood there and allowed himself to be hit without even scratching his skin. Now it's the young master's turn to take action. How can he and his group stop him?
They finally regretted it now. They regretted not doing their duty as servants when they entered Tiandaozhu. If they were angry with the young master, it seemed that the young master planned to teach them a lesson.
Feng Jueyu walked forward step by step with his sword in hand. With each step, his momentum increased: "You can dodge, but you are not allowed to run. You can lose, but you are not allowed to admit defeat. In the next three days, whoever stands at the end will win."
You can stay."
As soon as the sound fell, Feng Jueyu flew out, and the ten thousand elites immediately jumped up.
Behind the Golden Sky Tower, Wan Hong held the three brothers Xianshui and Yunshi to watch the battle. Looking at the battle that was taking place on the field, the three bald heads soon lost the confidence to watch any more, not for any other reason, because the battle ahead was basically
They are not on the same level, even if it is one against ten thousand, but that "one" tortures those ten thousand in a crushing way.
Xianshui had already calmed down at this time. Seeing Feng Jueyu carrying the Sky Drop Sword Tiger into the wolf pack, he was particularly relieved. He clenched his fists and shouted: "You deserve it, you deserve it, you deserve to be beaten hard. These people deserve to be beaten."
." Xian Shui shouted, his face flushed, and he had long forgotten the coldness that had just appeared on Feng Jueyu's body.
Nie Renkuang, Xiao Yuehe, and Xiang Potian were also watching the battle through the window of the Golden Sky Tower. However, in the eyes of the three old monsters, this kind of series of battles was nothing worth looking down on. Xiang Potian
Potian looked at it for a while and yawned several times and said: "It's boring, isn't this bullying? That boy's Zhenwu Saint Body has reached almost the twelfth level. Even if ten thousand more people come, they will die in vain."
It’s not interesting at all.”
Xiao Yuehe chuckled and said: "This is not a question of whether it is interesting or not, but a question of whether it is necessary. Madam wants to hand over these ten thousand people to you and Lao Nie. In the next hundred years, they must obey
Your teachings, but you two haven’t taken over yours yet. Will those arrogant guys be convinced by just a word of mouth? Fengzi just wants to convince them, so as to save you from having to worry about it anymore."
Xiang Potian suddenly realized and said: "So that's what happened? Farewell, Fengzi is really thoughtful."
Nie Renkuang smiled and said: "Don't look at Mr. Feng's usual carelessness. In fact, he is very careful. These ten thousand elites are just a piece of loose sand now. It is not easy to pull this team together. Brahma Temple will one day kill Ling.
They belong to the continent, and it will never be long ago. If they cannot be twisted into one within ten years, Xiaoyue Sect will wait to be destroyed."
Xiang Potian also took this matter seriously and said: "But even if we train these ten thousand elites to be invincible, they are still far behind the Brahma Temple."
Nie Ren said madly: "Why are you so anxious? Just ten years is not enough for the rise of a Tianzong. If you can't defeat it, you can run away. You can just make a comeback in the future. Of course, the foundation is very important. The main purpose of Xiaoyue Sect now is