As soon as the time of the three breaths arrived, Xu Yang's divine sense moved, and the attack of the flying knife move-Thousands of Golden Feathers came to an abrupt end.

Xu Yang made a move with one hand, and the golden light flashed in his palm, and the golden-winged flying knife drew a golden arc in the air and returned to his hand.

Handy, that's it.

And the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit blessed on the flying knife turned into a golden streamer, which surrounded his wrist and submerged into his body, returning to his Purple Mansion space.

The flying knife technique of the unphased thousand thousand is an authentic Buddhist exercise. Now that it has been exerted by Xu Yang, the power is incomparable.

Today's Xu Yang not only has a rare Buddha spirit vein in his body, but also has completely activated the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit.

With the spiritual vein of the Buddha, you can perform the Buddha's exercises and get twice the result with half the effort. The fully activated Golden Cuff Flame Spirit is a great help for the Flying Knife Technique.

"There aren't many holes in the rock wall, there should be thousands. Xu Yang looked at his masterpiece, and then gently stroked the sword body of the small "sword" in his hand with one hand, and said.

On the other side, the "Tiger Immortal" stretched out his paws and rubbed his tiger eyes, shook his head back and forth, and looked at it again.

He said depressedly: "No, there are so many holes, there are really thousands." ”

What amazed it even more was that among the many holes shot out by Xu Yang, a few big characters lined up, "Xu Xiaoxian came here for a visit".

High!

Very high-profile!

Absolutely arrogant and high-profile!

If the powerful people of the Qinglian Dojo who arranged this Sword Mountain array thousands of years ago saw that their hard-working masterpiece was engraved with a few words to visit here, they would be very angry.

Just talking about the formation and power of the two of them just now, the formation and power of the Tiger Daxian and Xu Yang's respective blows, the Hundred Swords Formation of the Tiger Daxian was not under Xu Yang's flying knife technique.

Hu Daxian used the Hundred Swords Array to poke holes in the rock wall, each of which was much bigger than Xu Yang's flying knife technique, but the number was far inferior.

And this time, their bet was that who would poke a lot of holes in the rock wall, which was exactly what Xu Yang calculated in advance.

Hu Daxian was defeated, and he was completely defeated. Its Hundred Swords Array had poked more than five hundred holes in the rock wall, and Xu Yang's Flying Knife Technique had at least a thousand holes in the rock wall. This bet, who wins and who loses, the judgment is made.

Hu Daxian looked at the rock wall in front of him, roughly counted, shook his head again and again, and stood in place in a daze, with some regret in his heart for agreeing to this bet.

The dark scales lying on Xu Yang's shoulders stretched out a dragon toe towards Xu Yang, and praised: "It is worthy of being the master of my dark scales, it is so powerful." ”

Then the Stygian shouted at the Tiger Immortal, "Kitten, you lost. Don't get out of the way, and send my master and me through here. The Qinglian Dojo behind you is also a self-proclaimed and decent family, and as a member of the Qinglian Dojo, you will not cheat and admit defeat. If you don't count, you'll be able to poke a thousand holes in your body. ”

Hu Daxian glanced at the dark scales on Xu Yang's shoulder, and secretly thought in his heart, you black worm, fox fake tiger might, my dignified tiger immortal is not as knowledgeable as you. If I don't admit defeat, if this matter gets out, it will make the Qinglian Dojo lose face in front of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. Anyway, a thousand years have passed since the war between humans and demons, and if I let Xu Xiaoxian enter the Sword Mountain, he will not be able to pass the next level. I, Hu Daxian, am just a watcher of the mountain gate, and the really powerful characters are still in Sword Mountain. When Xu Xiaoxian was defeated by the formation mechanism in Sword Mountain, it could be regarded as the Qinglian Dojo regaining face. ”

With a plan, Hu Daxian said loudly: "Xu Xiaoxian, you have some ability. This time the bet is that you win. I, Tiger Daxian, will do what I say, and you can enter the Sword Mountain behind me. However, don't say that I didn't remind you, in this sword mountain, layers of prohibitions have been laid down, and if you want to find the ancient demonic beasts in it, it is difficult to climb to the sky. ”

"Agreed!" Xu Yang clenched his fists slightly, "If the sky stops me, then I will step on the sky, if the mountain stops me, I will open the mountain, there is nothing that I Xu Xiaoxian can't do." ”

After speaking, Xu Yang took off the wine gourd on his waist and took a sip of wine into his stomach.

A real drunkard who always likes to brag while drinking.

The eleventh rule of drunkards, drinking and bragging, the pinnacle of life.

The power of wine spread out in Xu Yang's belly like a boom, and his blood was boiling, ready to meet the challenges below. bragging is on Xu Yang's body, but it is more self-confidence.

Hu Daxian bent his legs, poofed, and consciously lay on the ground to get out of the way.

Xu Yang walked generously in front of Hu Daxian. The tiger immortal foot was more than ten zhang huge, and Xu Yang was as small as a doll in front of it.

At this moment, Xu Yang held his head high, but he was a powerful victor.

The dark scales lying on Xu Yang's shoulder deliberately winked at Hu Daxian, and then said: "Kitten, you just guard it here, and when my master and I go into the Sword Mountain to retrieve the magic crystal on the demonic beast, we will come out." ”

Hu Daxian's eyes narrowed, and he said disdainfully: "Little black worm." ”

When the dark scales heard this, a trace of battle intent suddenly flashed in their dark eyes, and he said angrily: "At the peak of this demon dragon, even this entire giant sword mountain is not in your eyes, you kitten who has no knowledge, this demon dragon will tear you apart in one bite." ”

Xu Yang noticed it in time, and his divine sense transmitted: "Calm down!"

The Stygian suddenly stopped making a sound, and unwillingly secretly stretched out its dragon claw hook, and then flicked it violently.

"Poof!"

A wisp of pitch-black demonic qi shot out as quickly as a black feather arrow, and shot into the huge nostrils of Hu Daxian with unmistakable accuracy.

"Ahh

In the big nostrils of Hu Daxian, a violent wind and rain suddenly erupted.

The dark scales had already been prepared, and the dragon's mouth opened, poofed, and spit out a cloud of demonic energy.

In the next moment, the demonic qi condensed, and a pitch-black demonic power umbrella appeared in front of Xu Yang and the Stygians.

"It's windy, it's fighting, it's raining, it's fighting, it's raining, it's raining, it's raining, it's raining,

The figure of one person and one demon dragon gradually entered the sword mountain.

Looking at the backs of Xu Yang and the disappearing scales, Hu Daxian blinked and said, "This is the most arrogant kid and the most arrogant spirit pet dragon I have ever seen. ”

Then the silver aura on the surface of the Tiger Great Immortal's body flashed, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the huge mountain again.

The surrounding environment suddenly quieted down again, just like the desertion after the killing thousands of years ago, but at this moment, there were countless holes on the cliff wall and the line of words left by Xu Yang.

"Xu Xiaoxian came here for a visit. ”

......

Three days later.

On a hillside of Giant Sword Mountain, the figure of a young man in green is fearlessly climbing upward, it is Xu Yang who has entered Giant Sword Mountain.

There is no decent mountain road in Nuoda Giant Sword Mountain, so Xu Yang's speed is not fast.

Xu Yang looked up, and a large strange cloud suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. It was a large gray-white cloud, like a giant strange bird blocking the hillside.

"Master Xu Yang, there is sword qi in the clouds and mist in front of you, and next, Bacheng is going to fight. The dark scales lying on Xu Yang's shoulder said excitedly.

Xu Yang's divine sense moved, and a wisp of invisible divine consciousness quickly probed over.

As soon as the divine consciousness he released came into contact with the treacherous cloud, it made a "clanging" sound, as crisp as a clash of swords. The divine sense can't even penetrate half a minute.

"There is no trace of the breath of a demonic beast, only a looming sword aura, most of it is a sword formation, this Qinglian Dojo always likes to lay down a sword formation. Just like that Liu Haiyu, he likes to use a sword. Xu Yang said.

"It doesn't matter what kind of sword formation it is, we talk with our fists and smash it. "Stygian Scales.

"There's nothing wrong with that, let's go. Xu Yang said confidently.

He speaks lightly, but his actions are not slack.

As soon as Xu Yang's divine sense moved, the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit in the Purple Mansion space was activated again.

A golden spiritual flame swirled around Xu Yang's body, and a moment later, a pale golden flame spirit light shield protected Xu Yang's body in it.

On the surface of the flame spirit light mask, there is a golden Sanskrit font circulating, and a three-legged golden crow phantom is flying up and down on the surface of the light mask, appearing and disappearing.

Since the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit is a metallic flame spirit, it is more sensitive to the sword qi that is also metallic, so Xu Yang chose to use the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit as a protective light shield.

Next, Xu Yang decisively entered the treacherous fog on the opposite side.

And when he really entered the treacherous fog, Xu Yang felt that the fog around him was not particularly strong, and with his eyesight, he could still clearly see the scenery within twenty zhang.

As far as the eye can see, there is a strange tree with only branches and no leaves. The branches of these trees are straight, like a Dao sword with the tip of the sword pointing upwards. And the trees themselves would even emit waves of sharp breath outward.

Forest of Swords!

"When!when!when!"

Those seemingly chaotic flying blade qi landed on the flame spirit light shield outside Xu Yang's body, emitting a series of crisp sounds, like the sound of a sword.

"It turns out that the sword qi that I just detected outside was emanating from these strange trees. Is there no one here?Who are you looking to fight??boring!" said the dark scales lying on Xu Yang's shoulder with some disappointment.

Xu Yang immediately responded: "Stygian scales, fighting or something, naturally in the back." Don't worry. As the saying goes, a good fight is not afraid of being late. ”

"Master, you're right, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the fight is just right. Hey. "Stygian Scales.

"These strange Sword Trees are obviously set up here artificially. The sword aura they emitted could shield the divine sense, making it more like a labyrinth. I have a hunch that the owner of this sword forest labyrinth will soon jump out and fight us. Xu Yang said.

As soon as the words fell, he flipped his right hand, and there were five more silver flying knives in his hand. The five throwing knives are delicate and light as nothing in the palm of your hand. The blade shone with a silver metallic luster, and wisps of dark red spirit patterns were faintly visible between the flips.

It was the five-handled flying knife that Xu Yang had the Heavenly Ghost Sect's refining master Ouyang Cheng build at the beginning. Although these five flying knives are made of thousand-year-old rock pith, they are far from being compared to Xu Yang's golden-winged flying knives, and they are only used to practice flying knife skills on weekdays.

Xu Yang first raised his eyes and carefully observed the surroundings.

The knife was in his hand, and his wrist slammed. Five throwing knives lined up in a line and shot out in a salvo. In his heart, he silently recited the mantra of the flying knife technique, and with his divine sense as the guide, the five flying knives each drew an arc.

"Brush, brush!"

Five flying knives weave in mid-air like netted knife marks.

"Dangdangdang...... Dangdangdang...... Dangdangdang......"

The five flying knives constantly collided with the sword qi emitted by those sword trees, and the sound was like thousands of soldiers waving their weapons on the battlefield.

With the infusion of Xu Yang's powerful divine sense, the five silver flying knives, like five silver falcons, continued to attack those sword trees, one wave stronger than the other.

The strange thing is that as Xu Yang's attack intensifies, those sword trees will take the initiative to shoot more sword qi to compete with Xu Yang's flying knife skills.

"I'd like to see the limits of this Sword Forest. Xu Yang said confidently.