This sword came so fast!

Just now, Nangong Cheng suddenly escaped from the shadow of the stick. Ximen Guang's continuous attack like the Yangtze River was paused, which made him a little stunned. This was the momentary opportunity caused by Nangong Cheng's anger.

At this time, his sword had reached Ximen Guang's forehead. The latter had no choice but to roar. He had no choice but to roar. In a hurry, he held both ends of the copper stick tightly and faced the sword's edge desperately.

With a loud "clang", Ximen Guang took the shocking slash of Shi Potian. He was thundered and retreated continuously by the force contained in this sword. The tiger's mouths in both palms were shattered, and blood flowed down the stick.

Nangong Cheng used the recoil force of the sword sticks intersecting, and his body turned in the air. In his eyes, he saw that Ximen Guang's footsteps were already confused, and he was immediately delighted. It was this time he wanted!

As soon as he landed, his toes pointed to the ground, and his body turned into a white afterimage. Then a bright sword light illuminated the hall, and with an invincible sword intent, he attacked the retreating Ximen Light!

This sword light is so bright that it seems to be able to pierce all obstacles ahead. It is extremely sharp and magnificent!

As soon as the sword came out, the hall suddenly became an uproar, and screams of exclamations came one after another.

"Is this the first light of the sky?!"

"Yes, it's the killer move of Hunyuan Yiqi Sword Technique!"

"My God! Didn't you say that you need to use this sword technique in the cave realm?"

"It seems that the combat power of this Yuhuang disciple is not far from the Cave Void Realm."

"However, this person is not very particular. He uses this killer move as soon as he comes, as if he wants to die if he doesn't win."

"Oh! That demon teenager is a pity. If you deal with it, you can fight for at least dozens of rounds."

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Hearing these comments, Zhao Hanyu's face was a little gloomy.

He was a little disgusted with Nangong Cheng, who was obviously superior to his opponent, but he ignored his face and tried his best to win quickly.

You should know that this is just a battle, not a life-and-death battle between enemies.

Not only did he think so, but many people also had the same idea.

Liu Ming from Qingxu Villa was unhappy, Xinyan and Qiuhong had obvious anger on their faces, and Murong Qianfan was so angry that he cursed: "Are you going to kill him? Are you still shameless?!"

The big men and some older people in the hall did not object to the two of them. They just thought that Nangong Cheng was a little anxious, which made people feel that his mind was not yet mature and his mentality was still a little far from his senior brothers.

Even Su Yang's face was not very good-looking. He thought that his junior brother had forced himself to crush the other party with his advantage in realm, and even if he won, his face would be lost. If the senior brother knew about it, he might be punished even more. So he shouted, "Junior brother, click until it!"

At this time, the true energy infused by Nangong Cheng's sword move had already taken shape. Even if he wanted to stop now, he could not do it. He simply gritted his teeth and turned a deaf ear to secretly activate the true energy, and wanted to use the sword to the end!

The two were only six or seven feet apart, and he used this sword with all his strength. The sword was swift and incompetent. With a flash of light, it was about to penetrate the other party's chest.

Ximen Guang stood in front of Jianfeng, his eyes seemed a little dull, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing that the situation was critical, three of the five bishops had left their seats and were ready to take rescue.

The demon clan Fu Taibao's face was as deep as water, his clothes were slightly floating, and his figure was about to rush out at a rapid speed.

Su Yang also unsheathed his sword and prepared to jump between the two of them, Ge Kai's junior brother's sword.

Nangong Cheng saw Ximen Guang stunned in the local area. He felt very happy. His sword move increased his strength again, as if he had touched the other party's clothes.

He was about to enjoy the pleasure brought by the sword moves piercing into the other party's body, and the sword tip and flesh rubbed each other and the blood flowed, and suddenly felt something was wrong!

At the same time, some experienced senior and powerful people in the hall, as well as the two hall masters on the host stage, made a sound of surprise from the mouths.

Nangong Cheng felt that there seemed to be a vague barrier in front of his opponent, which was not very strong. A slight "pop" sound was made at the touch of the sword, and the barrier broke, but the Ximen light in front of him suddenly disappeared again, and I don’t know where he went!

There was only a blue cloth strip on the ground in front of him. Judging from the color and fabric, it should be a wisp of Ximen Guang's robe torn off.

He was very surprised and even more angry. He suddenly felt a stern and turned his head back to look. Ximen Guang was standing six or seven feet away from his right back.

At this time, Ximen Guang bent his knees slightly and stood there with a copper stick with difficulty. His face turned pale, beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down his face, and his breathing was very fast. In order to avoid the sword that penetrated his chest, it seemed that he had consumed a lot.

Nangong Cheng looked at Ximen Guang not far away, and felt extremely surprised and embarrassed. He really couldn't figure out what strange body skills or tricks the other party used to avoid his tricks twice in a row.

Su Yang held the sword, and his body was still in a state of being ready to jump out. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was a little big. He was also shocked by Ximen Guang's bizarre avoidance and stood there in a daze.

At this time, the hall became extremely quiet. Except for Ximen Guang's breathing, the rest of the sound was silent.

Most people look at Ximen Guang with various complex eyes, but the questions and confusion in their hearts are getting heavier and heavier.

The Lord Qiu Feng Palace on the stage, staring at the two people in the venue with a slight squinted eyes.

Ximen Guang's first magical evasion was not too much, so he didn't see it clearly. However, the second time he appeared the same method, he could not hide his sacred subtle vision.

He could see clearly that when Nangong Cheng first appeared in front of his opponent's opponent, the vague barrier and the slightly white and warm light emitted after the barrier was broken.

That is definitely not the light spot produced by the sword energy, nor is it the appearance of true energy leaking from the body.

That is the unique feature of the formation!

The formation path is profound and extensive, from the protection of a city and a palace, from the isolation of a person and a thing, or calling the wind and rain, moving mountains and filling the sea, or hiding, or confusing, or hiding, or hiding, or hiding, or hiding and hiding...

For example, the Dao Sect’s sect’s sect’s formation, the protection formations of various sects, as well as the ten thousand-year fog in the snow field in the north of Moon and the taboo forest of the Forest of the Swirl Shadow are all among the formations.

In short, the study of formations and Taoism covers all-encompassing and covers an extremely wide range, which is actually the most subtle and mysterious method of practice in the world.

The Lord of the Qiufeng Palace was slightly shocked and thought to himself that this young man could actually use the formation to hide his whereabouts, causing the opponent to make mistakes in judgment and fail to succeed one after another. Is this the formation still possible to use it like this?

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist in the hall had his eyes straight and murmured: "This is a disguised formation, using the objects that you carry on, to disguise your breath, or even to disguise your appearance. Is this true?"

"No, it's true." Another person touched and sighed after saying that.

"That's the first time I avoided the first opening of chaos, and it was also the mystery of the formation?"

"This, can the formation have such a magical effect?"

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When most people in the hall heard these comments, they looked at each other and did not understand the meaning. Even Yuhuang disciples such as Su Yang only had a slight understanding and could not understand the truth.

Several big shots looked at each other, and several older college teachers exchanged a few words, then turned their eyes to one of Luofeng College, Professor Lin Wu.

The Lord of the Qiufeng Palace was very comforted, feeling that a few months ago, Lin Wu and the others were placed in Luofeng Academy, and they really lived up to expectations.

Zhao Hanyu and others looked at Ximen Guang in the center of the field, with admiring smiles on their faces, especially Xinyan, who was a member of the demon clan. She performed well this time, and as the princess of the demon clan, she naturally had a bright face.

Only Professor Lin Wu was a little worried.

Just now, Ximen Guang performed very well and was able to combine the formation and the successful battle, and achieved unexpected results, which made him very happy.

However, Ximen Guang's realm is insufficient and his cultivation is still shallow. The arrangement of a formation requires a large amount of divine consciousness and true energy, especially the disguised formation. Once it is used, the consumption in that moment is very terrifying. Lin Wu is afraid that Ximen Guang will be at the end of his strength after he continues to use it and will have no power to resist.

At this time, Ximen Guang felt his legs weak, his head was a little dizzy, and his body was extremely empty.

He knew that he was already very weak and might not be able to take the opponent's sword moves anymore, but he was extremely excited because he was able to set up a formation beyond his realm, and finally he lived up to Master Lin Wu's painstaking teaching and training.

He still held the copper stick on the ground, supporting his body, and showed a signature and honest smile on his face.

However, before his smile could be fully bloomed, a strange and terrifying and vicious sword light suddenly came. The sword intent was extremely violent and the sword momentum was extremely cruel. It took his big mouth and wanted to pass through it!

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The second move of the Hunyuan Yiqi sword technique that Nangong Cheng used just now was futile. He turned around and looked at the opponent who had escaped his sword move twice in a row, and many complicated emotions arose in his heart.

He looked at his second senior brother, but saw that he looked confused and could not give him any help, and he felt even more confused.

He heard someone comment on the opponent's support with the formation and his skillful tactics, and he felt very impatient inside.

He thought of the expressions, eyes, and their position that had been leaning towards their opponents in his heart, and felt even more ashamed.

Finally, when he saw Ximen Guang's honest smile, his eyes were filled with joy as if he was a winner, and an inexplicable deep hatred surged in his heart!

He thought that in the face of this unknown demon clan, he could not lose this competition no matter what. Even if he was ridiculed by everyone, even if he was punished by his senior brother, he would never lose! Because Yuhuang's seven swords have become famous and have never lost!

He was determined and no one could disturb him in search of victory.

He looked at the honest face and the big smile of his mouth, and felt increasingly disgusted.

So he mobilized his spiritual consciousness and secretly condensed the remaining true energy. When his right arm became hot, he stomped on the ground suddenly, and his body rushed forward like lightning. The sword walked silently and rushed towards his opponent!
Chapter completed!