As the guards step on the Qimen Gang Steps and use their hands to switch techniques, the formation changes continuously. Sometimes the mist rises into the sky, sometimes it turns into a hurricane and sweeps across the ground, sometimes it gathers like mountains and mountains, and sometimes it surges like waves.<
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Zhi Shou could vaguely hear the noise of people inside, the neighing of horses, the clanging of drums, the fierce clash of soldiers, and the sound of battle flags being blown by the wind, as if thousands of troops and horses were mobilized in the chess formation to launch an all-out attack on Yingyao.<
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There was a loud "boom", and everyone saw mud and sand shooting into the sky, flying and falling, and a huge pit cracked outward from the chess formation, extending to the footing of the guard steps. After a while, there was a faint flash of fire in the mist.
, billowing thick smoke drifted out, emitting a choking smell, staining half of the sky with ink.
The guards walked quickly around the formation, faster and faster, their expressions gradually became serious, and beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads. Everyone could not see the real situation in the formation, but their hearts became more and more tense. They held their breath and speculated uneasily.
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Zhikarizhen stared at the chess formation and did not feel any sign of Yingyao drawing his sword. In the meantime, he saw an Eagle Guard hurriedly entered the table, reported something to the Eagle Clan Sword Immortal, and then both left.
"Wow!" In the formation, there was a roaring roar again, and Zhikari really saw a wave of water pouring out of the mist, filled with turbid foam, and the surrounding soil was penetrated into a dark color by the water.<
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"The guard rank is a bit inauspicious." Xie Xuan said suddenly.
"How can you see it?" Zhi Shou asked curiously, "After all, Ying Yao has not yet drawn his sword, and the final outcome is yet to be determined."
Xie Xuandao: "Wei Jie couldn't completely control the formation, so he let the water overflow when he cast the spell. Why was he unable to control the formation? It must be because the previous changes in the formation were not powerful enough, and he couldn't control Ying Yao, so he had to force it
Spells beyond one's ability."
"If you cannot control the formation, some loopholes will inevitably be exposed." Zhikarizhen suddenly said, with Yingyao's swordsmanship, how could he miss it?
Xie Xuan muttered: "Fortunately, Wei Jie is outside the formation. Once Yingyao breaks the formation, he can escape in time and save his life." He glanced at Zhikarizhen and said, "Xiao An, if Wei Jie loses
, not many of them dare to play anymore, and you will be in trouble then."
Zhi Shou was silent for a moment, shook his head and said nothing.
He will definitely not go up to challenge.
Not to mention Ying Yao's amazing swordsmanship, I have no confidence in defeating him. Just looking at the attitude of the Yu clan patrol leader towards Ying Yao, we can know that he has a noble status. Even if he can defeat the opponent, he may not end up well.
The end.
"Come together!"
Wei Jie let out a low shout, and made a hand with both hands. The chess formation suddenly shrank inward, and the fog rolled in an unprecedented degree, which dazzled everyone. Then, Wei Jie bit the tip of his tongue, and a stream of blood spurted into the formation, black,
The white mist immediately merged and turned into a boiling chaotic storm.
"Jie!"
When Wei Jie finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook. The flowers and trees in the forest garden fell without wind, and the grass and blades withered. The chaotic storm in the chess formation suddenly exploded, like a landslide and tsunami, and an aura that destroyed all things instantly covered the formation.
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A flash of golden light suddenly flashed before everyone's eyes.
Although the magic circle was trapped and the fog was chaotic, the golden light was still dazzling, with a clear trajectory, piercing everyone's sight.
After a loud crash, mud and rocks splashed like a waterfall, and the ground cracked into criss-crossing ravines. Thick fog swept away, revealing the figure of Yingyao swiping his sword. Black and white chess pieces were surging around him.
Splashing, falling messily like raindrops, beating all over the ground.
"The formation is broken!" Xie Xuan said solemnly.
The golden stream of light broke through the magic circle and continued to move forward, still rushing towards the guard steps along a straight trajectory.
The guard's face was pale, and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but although he was not panicking, a chessboard with intertwined longitudes and latitudes appeared behind him, covering Yingyao.
The moment the two sides were about to come into contact, the golden stream of light suddenly turned!
This turn is like a rushing mountain stream surrounded by rocks, with hanging willow branches swaying in the wind. The transition from straight lines to curves is natural and seamless.
Under everyone's surprised and puzzled gazes, the golden thin sword did not hit the guard, but turned in front of him, swept to the right rear, and stabbed into a black chess piece that was still bouncing on the ground!
Blood splatters!
Little by little, the black chess pieces turned into the appearance of the guards, lying on the ground with no breathing, and a deep blood hole was exposed between the eyebrows. The original guard turned into a black chess piece, and rolled away with a "ding dong" sound.
Fall to the ground.
There was a loud noise all around, and most of the aristocratic families were confused and didn't know what was going on. Yi Mo asked doubtfully: "Master Gao, what on earth is going on?"
"Your Highness, please admit. It was Wei Jie himself who attended the challenge, but when he revealed the layout of the chess pieces, he quietly used the art of grafting and exchanging himself with one of the chess pieces. He sneaked into the formation and waited for an opportunity to cast a spell to deal with Ying Yao.
, the chess pieces left outside turned into his appearance and were manipulated to confuse the enemy's ears and eyes." Gao Qingyue said loudly, "It's a pity that when he gathered the power of the entire formation and unleashed the final blow, he was sensed by Ying Yao's sword heart.
Ontology."
When everyone heard Gao Qingyue's words, they understood and couldn't help but exclaimed that it was a pity. Wei Jie was also very scheming. If Ying Yao failed to detect his true form in time and focused on attacking the chess piece incarnate, Wei Jie could take advantage of his opponent.
The moment the sword's power was exhausted, he succeeded in sneak attack from behind.
The heart of the sword is transparent! Zhikarizhen's heart sank. Yingyao not only cultivated the heart of the sword, but also reached the state of transparency, so that he can see through the authenticity of the guard. In terms of swordsmanship alone, Yingyao is above his own. "Buzz -" Yingyao raised his golden thin sword and pointed it at the people at the table from a distance. The sword made a subtle trembling sound. It was as light as the fluttering wings of a dragonfly at first, and then became louder and louder, like an eagle slapping the sky, its wings vibrating.
Yunxiao.
Yingyao's cold and ruthless eyes are like a goshawk looking down at its prey on the ground.
"Next!"
The whole house was silent for a moment, even the Taoist martial artist Wei Jie was killed with a sword. Ying Yao's swordsmanship was astonishing. The younger generation here were not as good as Wei Jie, so they could only die in vain if they went up.
Many eyes were cast on the four great clans, and even more people were looking at Zhikarizhen, with expectations, worries, ridicules, and unconcealable malice...
Wang Yifu was already anxious and regretful, restless. If he had known this, he should not have come to the banquet with the prince.
Ji Kang picked up the wine pot irritably and threw it at his feet. He not only wanted Yuan An to take the initiative to challenge and show the unyielding integrity of the human race, but he was also worried that Yuan An would be killed and completely destroy the rare swordsmanship wizard of the human race. Until this moment,
He just now somewhat understood Shan Tao's intentions.
"Whether or not to participate in the battle is up to Yuan An himself to decide." Shan Tao said sternly, "Neither you nor I have the right to overstep my authority."
Zhikarizhen knelt down in front of the desk calmly, his long and thick eyelashes hanging down, ignoring the various looks from around him.
His resolve has always been firm, and he will never change his decisions easily. However, when the golden thin sword made the sound of an eagle striking the sky, the blade of his sword still rose and fell involuntarily, like a silent wave. p>
That's the sword cultivator's instinct to long for a fight.
Yi Mo's eyes flashed and he suddenly said: "Among the many heroes in our human race, is there no swordsman who can compete with the superior clan?"