Lin Xiaofeng was not full enough to fight with them.
Instead, we have to beat each of these four people into submission.
Otherwise, even if Zhang Xunzhen is beaten down, it will have no effect if these people are not convinced, and Lin Xiaofeng himself will not be able to relieve his anger.
Zhang Xunzhen winked.
A Taoist priest took the elevator and brought a sword from their room.
This sword is made of green steel, with a seven-star formation engraved on it.
"The Qixinggang Sword is one of the best treasures in Maoshan, right? If you lose this time, you can't say that you can't win without force, right?" Fatty Huang shouted.
When the three Taoist priests saw Zhang Xunzhen holding the Seven-Star Sword in his hands, they felt relieved as if they had been weighed.
In their eyes, Lin Xiaofeng only relied on the sharpness of the weapons in his hands. Otherwise, how could he be the opponent of their senior brother Zhang.
Zhang Xunzhen didn't think so at the moment.
As the person who fought with Lin Xiaofeng, he knew best what Lin Xiaofeng was capable of just now.
It seemed that he was defeated by weapons, but even if weapons were not mentioned, he might not be Lin Xiaofeng's opponent.
There was a solemn look on his face.
Now that things have developed to the point where they are now, it is impossible for him to back down.
There are still three junior brothers watching from behind. If I give up now, how will I see people when I return to Maoshan in the future?
Thinking of this, Zhang Xunzhen took a deep breath and comforted himself by thinking: It must have been because the weapon in his hand was too sharp, otherwise I would have lost to him for no reason.
This is like self-comfort.
Zhang Xunzhen was holding the Qixinggang sword, and at this time, he also stepped on the Qixinggang step.
Under his feet, a Bagua array appeared. As Zhang Xunzhen moved, the Bagua array also continued to advance.
Zhang Xunzhen's speed is not very fast, but appears to be a little slow.
"Bagua Sword Formation?" The three Maoshan Taoist priests all looked shocked.
"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Zhang could actually use the Bagua Sword Formation on his own. This is simply unbelievable. If he showed his hand at the mountain gate, Senior Brother Zhang would undoubtedly become the number one genius among our generation of disciples in Maoshan."
This remark did not arouse any objection from the other two people, but rather agreed with it.
The Bagua Sword Formation is actually located in Maoshan Mountain, and it is only an above-average sword formation.
But what is surprising is not how powerful this sword formation is, but the fact that Zhang Xunzhen can execute it alone, which requires at least four people to join forces.
"Wuji gives birth to Tai Chi, Tai Chi gives birth to Liang Yi, Liang Yi gives birth to Four Symbols, and Four Symbols gives birth to Bagua."
Zhang Xunzhen recited the formula in his mouth, and the Bagua diagram slowly rose up, blooming into black and white colors.
"Senior Brother Zhang will definitely win."
"I'm afraid that if the younger generation fights alone, no one can be a match for Senior Brother Zhang. Even Lu Yuanqing, the number one genius at the time, will probably be defeated by Senior Brother Zhang."
"Definitely, this is a sword formation performed by one person."
Fatty Huang was on the side and felt the vast power of the Bagua Sword Formation displayed by Zhang Xunzhen.
I started to worry about Lin Xiaofeng.
Lin Xiaofeng didn't really lose to Zhang Xunzhen, right?
Lin Xiaofeng remained expressionless, standing there and slowly waiting for Zhang Xunzhen to approach.
Waiting for Zhang Xunzhen to finally arrive in front of Lin Xiaofeng.
The Bagua Sword Formation he displayed has enveloped Lin Xiaofeng.
Seeing that Lin Xiaofeng did not dodge, but stayed on the spot and entered the sword formation with confidence, Zhang Xunzhen finally showed a look of relief.
Using a sword formation alone consumes a lot of physical strength. If Lin Xiaofeng was engaged in guerrilla warfare and he didn't face him head-on, he would not be able to hold on for more than a minute at most.
But at this time, Lin Xiaofeng stayed in place so confidently and entered his sword formation.
Zhang Xunzhen wanted to laugh out loud.
I also thought in my mind that this guy really didn't know whether he was careless or naive.
"You lost."
Zhang Xunzhen looked into Lin Xiaofeng's eyes and confidently said, "Combine the eight trigrams into one, and the sword will come out!"
Suddenly, a dozen black and white swords appeared in the Bagua Sword Formation.
It shot towards Lin Xiaofeng.
Once you enter the Bagua Sword Formation, it is impossible to escape unless you defeat the person who cast it.
Not being able to escape means having to face countless swords.
More than a dozen swords were fired at Lin Xiaofeng.
Zhang Xunzhen breathed a sigh of relief and stood there, waiting for Lin Xiaofeng to lose.
A smile appeared on Lin Xiaofeng's lips: "You want me to lose with this little sword?"
Lin Xiaofeng held the demon knife in his right hand and swiped it from the palm of his left hand.
Then, he flicked his left hand hard and blood spilled out.
"Six Pen and Six Ji, the evil ghosts will stop by themselves. Six Geng and Six Puns, the evil ghosts will separate themselves. Six Ren and Six Gui, the evil ghosts will be destroyed!"
"Blood Killing Curse."
In an instant, the blood transformed into dozens of demonic swords and collided with them.
Bang.
These demon swords and the swords in the sword array disappeared in mid-air.
"How is that possible?"
The three Maoshan disciples all widened their eyes, completely unprepared.
Zhang Xunzhen's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't believe it: "How, how could it be possible? What kind of magic is this? Taoist magic? It doesn't look like evil magic? It's not right either."
"When fighting someone, don't let your mind wander."
When Zhang Xunzhen was thinking wildly.
Lin Xiaofeng had already arrived in front of him and slashed his forehead with a knife.
Zhang Xunzhen hurriedly held the Qixinggang Sword in his hand to resist.
clang.
There was a crisp sound, and with almost no resistance, the Qixinggang Sword was split into two pieces by the demon sword.
Lin Xiaofeng's demon knife stopped three centimeters away from Zhang Xunzhen's forehead.
Just now, if Lin Xiaofeng tried to kill him, he would already be dead.
Zhang Xunzhen's face turned pale: "How, how is it possible? How could I lose?"
"Facts speak louder than words." Lin Xiaofeng replied.
Then he put away the demon knife.
The Bagua picture beside Zhang Xunzhen also disappeared at this time.
"Senior Brother Zhang, this guy must have played some trick to win. You can't admit defeat."
"Yes, Senior Brother Zhang, with your ability, among your peers, how can anyone win over you?"
All the Maoshan disciples ran to Zhang Xunzhen and looked at Lin Xiaofeng angrily.
Fatty Huang also hurriedly came behind Lin Xiaofeng and cheered him up: "Bah, why does Senior Brother Zhang need to use tricks to win against you? If you are not convinced, let's try together and see if the four of you combined can be Xiaofeng's opponent.
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"Just try it."
Those three Maoshan disciples really wanted to take action.
A Maoshan disciple hurriedly said: "Brother, this guy must have used some underhanded trick to win. You can't admit defeat."
"If you fight alone, even if you use underhanded tactics, you will win if you win." Zhang Xunzhen took a deep breath and glanced at the Qixinggang Sword that had been broken into two pieces with distress.