Chapter 227: Infinite Sword Wave

In an instant, Yu Zecheng returned to the body in the magic circle. In one of the magic circles opposite, a scream and wailed. Ye Luo collapsed on the ground in the magic circle, his whole body trembling, and looked at the four sides in surprise, with a look of fear in his eyes.

At this time, a foundation-building senior brother appeared beside him, as if he was saying something to him, and then took him away. Yu Zecheng found that he could not control the sword now and was taken away by someone. Why would the impact of failure be so serious?

At this time, someone appeared beside him. It was Master Tiannan Zhenren, and he said slowly:

"Don't think that this division of Taoism is so easy to determine life and death. The body will not be damaged here, but the horror before death will be amplified ten times and transmitted back to your brain. It will be repeatedly strengthened in the next three days and stimulate you infinitely.

This is the deliberate act of the founder of Zhongxing. In this way, some disciples will be injured in their hearts and will never be able to take up the flying sword again. They will be robbed of their minds and become waste from now on. In this way, they will not die under the sword of others in the future and will be embarrassing our Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

There will also be some disciples who will be addicted to this kind of life and death, becoming more bloodthirsty than anyone else, and they will bravely move forward in the battle and kill the enemy for fun. Such disciples, those who are in front of the war, will soon be exiled.

Only disciples who are not affected by life and death can embark on the path of immortality. When you start learning the Six Swords, these countless selections have already begun. If you cannot stick to yourself, grasp your own path, and stick to your ideals, you will not go far."

Yu Zecheng nodded firmly and said:

"Disciple understands that my way is my sword, I am extremely free, and everything is up to my heart."

The real man Nan Tian nodded and turned around and left. At this time, the twenty-eight pairs of disciples were still fighting unremittingly, but several people had already shown signs of defeat. In the air before the magic array where Yu Zecheng was located, the twenty-eight illusion arrays were floating in the size of three inches. This is the image of the twenty-eight pairs of disciples fighting each other. As long as you want to see whoever you want to fight, the eyes will be paired, and the illusion array will immediately become larger and fly to your eyes. All other illusion arrays will not affect your watching the game.

At this time, there were two illusion arrays that were destroyed in succession, and two more defeated their opponents. In this novice competition, many people had just learned the six-sword sword technique. The first time they were the real six-sword battle, they had little combat experience and were soon defeated and died.

Yu Zecheng took a random look and found that there were bone-length patterns among the winners in the two places. Before he could react, the illusion arrays began to be destroyed one by one. In an incense stick, there were only seven illusion arrays left in the air.

In the surrounding magic circles, the loser's screams kept coming out. The fear of death that was amplified ten times was irresistible. There were screams in the venue. Now I was not afraid of screaming, but I was afraid of burying it in my heart and being unable to clear it. My mind was taken away, and my mind was affected. I could not resist life and death. Then there was no hope of the immortal road from now on.

After another quarter of an hour, the battle was finally over. Their foundation-building days were relatively short, and their true energy was thin, and what they learned was powerful immortal sword techniques. It was good to be able to fight for such a long time. The last group of two people actually consumed all their true energy and could not control the sword. In the end, they fought on the ground with martial arts to determine the outcome, life and death.

The losers leave the venue and wait for them for three days of painful torture. The winners prepare for a new battle immediately and do not give them time to breathe, because when you face the enemy, the enemy will not give you time to breathe.

As for those who end the battle first, there is a little more time to reply. This is what they have worked hard to get. Don’t blame me. Who told you to end the battle in the end? This is also an alternative fairness.

Now there are twenty-nine people left, and they are fighting each other. One person is bye bye. Bye bye is also a kind of luck, and luck and good fortune are also counted as strength.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng appeared on a plain, with snow covering a thousand miles apart, and the endless ice under the snow. Entering here, the opponent disappeared, and he lurked under the ice, preparing to ambush Yu Zecheng.

After the first battle, many people saw blood, and immediately began to understand the battle. This person was one of them. There was nowhere to be found in the snow and no trace of a hundred miles. He wanted to ambush Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng laughed and said that the one he was the least afraid of was this. If it were other worlds, he might be at a loss. In this illusory world, there were only two of them. The invisible destruction and spiritual transformation technique moved randomly, and he immediately possessed himself and saw himself through the other's perspective.

However, the invisible destruction magical transformation technique was instantly decomposed. This decomposition was not active, it seemed to be passive, and the other party seemed to have something to protect him, always protecting him.

Yu Zecheng's mind suddenly aches. He could not use the Invisible Destruction Divine Spirit Transformation Technique within three hours, but this glance was enough. From the other party's perspective, Yu Zecheng generally knew that he was hiding there. He turned around and shouted to the snow a hundred feet away:

"Didn't you say you wanted to try the sword with me? Why did the opportunity come? Instead, I hide and come out, Wang Shuyuan."

A figure rose from the snow, it was Wang Shuyuan, he said with a smile:

"Senior Brother Yu, how did you find me? I sensed your spiritual consciousness, but I used the Chaos Invisibility Technique, which was created by Master for me. Even the real person's spiritual consciousness in the Golden Elixir stage would not discover me. What secret method are you using?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"I'm Xuanyuan's hidden hidden technique, which is specially designed to crack your invisibility technique. You are wearing black clothes, but you are hidden in the snow. Anyone with some eyesight can see you."

Wang Shuyuan was wearing a black battle suit, but it did not affect his invisibility. Before the two fought, they began to verbal battles, hitting each other's psychology and creating opportunities for themselves.

Wang Shuyuan said:

"Senior brother, my master said that my mind was being tampered with by the ancient mirage beast. Although those hallucinations have been lifted, there are still some foundations. If you want to completely drive them out, you must be cut under the sword. So this time you and I will be divided into a group. Please help me to kill me and break my confusion."

Yu Zecheng said:

"What are you doing when I talk nonsense? I was your big brother all the way. Now that I have been doing it for a long time, I find that you are a little proud, so I want to educate you today to let you know the meaning of the word "Senior Brother".

Wang Shuyuan laughed and said:

"Senior brother, I haven't seen you practicing swords. I really can't think of how you educate me, the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, hey."

The meaning of the words is that I want to say that Yu Zecheng is overestimating his abilities. The four words "The Five Elements Spiritual Root" were immediately touched by Yu Zecheng's reverse scale. Yu Zecheng was not talking, and pairs of flying swords on his back emerged.

A flying sword appeared in front of Wang Shuyuan, and a pair of flying wings appeared behind him. The pair of mixed-winged swords emitted a chaotic sword light, and he said:

"Senior brother, these swords are given to you by your master. No matter how many flying swords there are, it does not mean that your strength is high. The meaning of flying swords..."

Before he could finish his nonsense, Yu Zecheng had already turned into a golden light and rushed towards him in an instant. When Yu Zecheng came up, he became one of his body and sword, slashing towards Wang Shuyuan.

Wang Shuyuan looked solemn when facing this powerful sword light. He just wanted to stimulate Yu Zecheng. Now that he achieved his goal, he was extremely careful. He squirted the chaotic wings on his back and immediately retreated one meter.

One wrong step, one wrong step, what Yu Zecheng wants is his retreat. In an instant, Yu Zecheng pressed over him, only fifty meters away from him, his body and sword separated. Although he was breathing heavily, the twelve golden sword lights lined up one after another, and the brilliant sword light shone like the ice and snow.

These twelve swords came like waves. Wang Shu could have thought that these flying swords were true and false, but Yu Zecheng's cultivation was the same as himself. The sword heart was thriving, but he could only control the three flying swords.

Yu Zecheng would never be able to control so many flying swords. There must be phantom attacks in the flying swords. He wanted to deceive himself, but these flying swords made it difficult to distinguish the true emptiness. The cold murderous aura in the air penetrated the bone marrow, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Wang Shuyuan roared, and a layer of sword ball appeared in front of him. The ten meters in front of him were in the sword light, turning into a chaotic sword circle. This is the Hunyuan Yiqi Light sword move, like a seal and a full range of defense. The two Mixed-wing swords also joined in, and the three swords danced together, using the strongest defensive sword move designed by his master for him.

Wang Shuyuan's Chaos Spirit Root was selected by Master Yinglong, and he changed many sword momentums for his separate design, so that his Chaos True Yuan Sword Heart Tongxuan Qi could be used to the limit. This move was like sealing and closing.

Wang Shuyuan was preparing to defend. In this ten-meter sword circle that was closed like a seal, any phantom attack or sword energy attack would be absorbed by the Chaos Sword Circle and turned into his own true energy.

As long as you control three flying swords to resist the attack of the opponent's flying sword entity, it will be foolproof. Moreover, the sword moves modified by the master have miraculous effects and secrets. As long as the opponent's flying sword enters this sword circle, his flying sword will automatically protect himself and can definitely block the opponent's attack. Although he can't hold on for too long, this defense is absolutely invincible.

Wang Shuyuan didn't care what Yu Zecheng's flying sword was true or false. As long as he was over the opponent's first round of attack, he could fight back when the opponent was exhausted and weakened. With his own Hunyuan Yiqi Light, the more he was beaten, the more true energy he accumulated. Instead, a light prison kill would make him smashed to pieces.

One sword, two swords, three swords, four swords, five swords, how come they are all real flying swords? Impossible, six swords, seven swords... Seventeen swords, eighteen swords... Thirty-one swords, thirty-two swords... One hundred and seven swords, one hundred and eight swords... One hundred and seven swords, one hundred and seventy-four swords...

Yu Zecheng's flying sword attack was like waves, endless, endless, endless, sword after sword, wave after wave, wave after wave, wave after wave, in just a few breaths, it was like a storm, and in an instant, more than 200 swords had been slashed out in a row.
Chapter completed!