The first thousand five hundred and seven chapters sword array
Wisps of astonishing sword energy slowly flowed out of Bajiao's body.
There is also an inexplicably unsettling and dangerous atmosphere flowing out together.
Linlang Island Master is sitting upright, with his palms resting on his knees forming the meditation mudra.
Suddenly, his palm trembled and the seal collapsed.
He suddenly stood up, eyebrows twitching, staring at the strange object formed by the strange sword.
The feathered dragon, which had always been calm, stood up for the first time and stared at the object intently.
His eyebrows gradually furrowed, and he had a bad premonition.
"That's... Xia Qingchen's blood sword? But, why are there eight swords?" The eldest prince recognized it at a glance and couldn't help but be surprised.
At most once, Xia Qingchen took out two swords.
They thought Xia Qingchen was just proficient in the dual sword style.
Unexpectedly, there were as many as eight handles!
That sword can be called a divine weapon in the world, and they have witnessed its power before.
Even if you have one, you can't kill eight people if you have eight?
But here comes the problem.
How to control the six extra swords?
Do you need to use one of each foot?
It would be difficult to gather eight swords!
clang clang clang
As the sword body separates, the interior surrounded by eight points is exposed.
A young man in white clothes and dark hair sat in it with his knees bent.
That handsome face, if it’s not Xia Qingchen, who is it?
"Xia Qingchen!!" The whole audience exclaimed in disbelief!
"How could he not be dead?"
"Oh my God! Even a hair was not damaged during that nihilistic reaction!"
“Absolutely a miracle!”
Linlang Island Master's pupils shrank sharply, even though he was stronger than him, he felt incredible: "How is this possible?"
In that unparalleled void, theoretically speaking, nothing can exist except the source of the retaliation, Emperor Guiyi.
Even if it’s dust!
His eyes locked on the eight-handled sword, and Linlang Island Master narrowed his eyes: "That kind of sword is more than just what it looks like."
Can it exist in nothingness, can it be an ordinary sword?
The panting Di Guiyi finally noticed something. Having regained some of his consciousness, he looked shocked: "Are you still alive?"
He looked Xia Qingchen up and down, in disbelief!
The retaliatory injury just now was so devastating that all living beings could survive.
He couldn't accept it, so while Xia Qingchen was still in front of him, he immediately stepped forward and attacked.
Whether Xia Qingchen fights back or not, it will cause secondary damage!
But this time, Xia Qingchen raised her head, and her eyes turned cold without knowing when.
That kind of cold is not the cold of ice and snow, but the cold of an ancient well that makes people unable to see the bottom.
Ice and snow will only chill your muscles.
Those eyes were cold to the depths of his soul.
"I didn't want to use it at first, but you forced me to the limit." Xia Qingchen slowly stood up.
The eight swords beside him were like loyal guards, with the sword tips pointing up and the hilts pointing down, floating in a row behind Xia Qingchen.
He opened his hand and made a move, and from the bottomless pit of a hundred feet, the sound of a sword could be heard.
A flash of red light cut through the darkness and returned behind Xia Qingchen like a flicker, juxtaposed with the eight Dayan Swords.
The nine Dayan Swords are gathered together for the first time!
"What's your limit? Isn't it just that you have a few more swords? If you can break a sweat on me," Gui Yi said coldly, and struck with one punch.
clang clang clang clang
The nine swords behind him all leaped in front of him.
Di Gui's punches hit one of the swords, and the damage occurred naturally.
An explosion came out of thin air!
However, what exploded this time was not the Dayan Sword.
Rather, the emperor returns to himself!
When the strong explosive air wave hit the nine Dayan swords, it was unable to fly them away.
Instead, the air wave rolled back and blew Di Guiyi himself away.
Its shattered crystal chest was immediately blown to the point of collapse, with large pieces of broken particles falling downwards.
"What happened to your sword?" Di Guiyi roared, as if a child who had lost support became irritable and restless.
In previous fights, this was clearly not the case.
Why is it getting so weird now!
Xia Qingchen waved his hand gently, and the nine swords flew into the sky in their own trajectories, intersecting each other back and forth.
The sword body runs smoothly, the movements are smooth, and the lines connected by their respective directions faintly form a mysterious pattern.
He looked at Di Guiyi and said calmly: "A sword is a sword! Is a nine-handled sword still a sword?"
That is, the sword formation!
Between the sword formations, the nine swords attract each other and form an extremely reliable pull towards each other.
A mere counter-injury explosion is not enough to break up the sword formation.
This is the reason why Xia Qingchen was able to survive the void's retaliation unscathed.
Linlang Island Master stared at the nine Dayan Swords flying in the sky, his heart beating wildly, and his throat was held by a big hand, making him speechless.
The three gravekeepers looked surprised and said suspiciously: "Nine swords flying together? How strange, all nine swords fly according to their own trajectories?"
Anyone with a mid-to-late Xiaoyue position or above can wield a sword.
However, there are very few people who control more than two handles at the same time.
Because controlling a sword requires a constant supply of power within the body.
The two handles require two different forces to maintain.
In the martial arts world, there are some people who practice two completely different powers at the same time and can easily control the two swords.
However, three handles are rare.
Four handles are unheard of.
Above five handles, you can't even think about it.
The nine handles at the moment are really weird in the extreme.
"I have heard of the Eight Swords Flying Together. It is said to be the "Eight Desolate Sword Song" created by Emperor Liang's royal family's ancestor. That supreme secret technique can control eight flying swords at the same time."
"But, it is a supreme secret technique that has been lost even to the royal family of Prince Liang. After that, none of Prince Liang will be able to master it."
"The nine swords on Xia Qingchen's head shouldn't be flying swords, right?"
"Yes, it should be some little tricks."
Everyone speculated a lot, but few dared to guess its true meaning, the sword formation!
That is a legendary martial skill that almost no one can practice.
In the Canghai Continent for thousands of years, there has only been a sword formation with eight swords flying in unison by the ancestor of King Liang.
Many people have even forgotten that there is such a superior existence as sword formation in martial arts.
Only Linlang Island Master's eyes were trembling to the extreme: "This... this is... the sword... formation!"
As soon as the words fell.
Huge earthquakes in all directions!
Whether it is the tomb keeper, the Abyss Lord present, the Supreme Being, or a powerful person from the mainland.
They were all shocked.
Pairs of eyes stared at the nine flying swords in the sky.
The head of the Huang family took a breath: "Is that the legendary sword formation?"
Patriarch Ye also trembled all over: "Sword array, is it a superior martial skill that ordinary people can practice?"
"No! It's impossible. How could a sword formation appear in the mortal world?" Gu Qianhen was shocked beyond words.
However, those nine swords in a formation made them believe it even if they didn't believe it!
Xia Qingchen stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, and his eyes as cold as lightning: "I said, my bloodline is the bloodline of all the gods in the sky! What does it mean if the nine veins are united into one?"