It's just that the speed is fast into an afterimage, and the sword finger is shining with golden light, and the golden light is stretched as the arm opens to both sides.

In an instant, a semicircular golden sword qi appeared in his chest, cutting out towards the dozens of Divine Infant peak cultivators on the opposite side.

The sword qi flew out of ten zhang, and it had already turned into the size of dozens of zhang, encompassing all the monks on the opposite side.

Immediately, the popping sound of the sharp blade cutting the body continued to come out, not only on the side of the semi-circular sword qi, but also the same sound sounded around, and the spiritual power flying sword pierced through the body of one monk after another.

The sound converged into one, like a flock of birds fluttering their wings, and the chaos was not harsh.

It's just that it is also mixed with the terrible shouts of countless monks before they die, and people feel furious and chilling when they hear it.

The crowd of onlookers all stared at each other with their mouths wide open, and there were no words other than foaming at the mouth and dropping their jaws to interpret the shock in their hearts.

The sword qi slashed, the spiritual power flying sword burst out, and the scene quieted down again after more than ten breaths. Except for the still tall gray figure, there was not a single monk standing in the field.

Oh no, there isn't a single monk alive.

Those Divine Infant Peak Cultivators who had magic weapons to protect their bodies, although they could barely resist the half-circle sword qi slash, they still couldn't resist the torrent of flying swords that followed.

And the combined old man and Feng Qianhiro, seeing that the form was wrong, had already fled to the pavilion, and at this moment, they were also in the formation looking at the scene in front of them in horror, Feng Qianhiro even trembled and his face turned pale.

Blood flowed out of the corpse and then converged with each other, slowly forming a red lake made of blood, and the rich smell of blood drifted away with the wind, even the crowd of spectators hundreds of feet away was stimulated to frown.

"Bang Bang Bang ....."

The voice came out one after another, and it was indeed the sound of Yu Zefeng's footsteps stepping in the blood water, and the gray figure walking towards the gate of the Four True Pavilion was incomparably majestic in the minds of countless people at this moment, like a demon god.

Seeing Yu Zefeng stepping on blood, the old man and Feng Qianxun in the formation knew that there was a formation to block it, but they still subconsciously took a few steps back, and the old man reacted after a while.

"Haha boy, let you do what you can, but my Sizhen Pavilion has a seven-rank peak protection array, you can't break it, and this time is enough for other people to notify the pavilion master that they have returned, and then it will be your death." The old man shouted in a frenzied voice.

"That's right, boy, I'm going to strip off all my clothes in front of you, so that you can watch her Cheng Huan under my crotch, yes, yes... And I have to cut those little mongrels into pieces. Feng Qianhiro's eyes were red and he roared madly.

"Oh! It turned out to be the idea of Feng Shaoge's main Taoist couple, but it's a pity that this gentleman kicked the iron plate this time. A monk watching the play suddenly realized and said loudly.

"Shut up for me, the fool has sent out the pavilion master, and the other elders are not there, how can things be so simple?

"This Taoist friend is right, watching a drama is to analyze the plot, especially this kind of drama that has been rare for decades, I don't know how deep the inside story is, hurry up to see under the sword, and popularize science so as not to be embarrassed. Someone else chimed in.

Yu Zefeng listened to Feng Qianhiro's words, and his eyes sharpened, and his incomparable sword will spread out.

The onlookers were shocked by this open-minded will, and hurriedly retreated, and some even fell to the ground and were trampled on their footprints.

"Will! This is the power of will. In the crowd, an old man exclaimed in disbelief.

"This is will? It's really strong, if only I could understand it. ”

"Why don't you go to heaven? The power of will, the entire Yunyu Prefecture, I haven't heard of anyone comprehending it. ”

"Yes, I'm curious where this boy came from?"

...... Another series of heated discussions began

was not affected by these, and in the sound of "whoosh", Yu Zefeng walked in front of the powerful formation.

A golden light curtain in the shape of a pot lid covered the entire Sizhen Pavilion, and the light curtain was only an inch thick and somewhat transparent, but there was a thick and hard aura emanating out.

This is the seven-rank peak defensive formation 'Golden Yao Array', even if it is a Cave Void Realm cultivator, it can't be easily broken.

Seeing this situation, Yu Zefeng frowned, it was nothing to be hid in by the two, he was afraid that they would use a few people to force him, and it seemed that he had to break the formation as quickly as possible.

The formation is composed of special formations by the monks of the formation path with special formations, although the power is huge and the scope is wide, but the formation also has very big limitations.

Learning the formation requires a lot of energy, not to mention that the formation cannot be attacked at any time, which is a major disadvantage. Unless you have a formation and have a corresponding arrangement method, it can be arranged very quickly, but it will still be much slower than the monk directly attacking.

Although the defects are huge, it does not prevent the scarcity of formation mages, whether it is the major families and major sects, or some adventure groups and scattered cultivators need formations, if the formation mages are given enough time to cast in the battle, the impact will be very terrifying.

If the formation wants to be forcibly broken, unless it has a lot of power beyond the formation itself, it can only slowly consume the light array spirit stone, or attack continuously for a long time to shake the foundation of the formation.

Obviously, Yu Zefeng didn't have time to delay, but if he wanted to violently break through this Jin Yao Array, his strength was not enough.

In this way, you can only find the weakness of the formation and take a trick.

Flipping through the formation inheritance in my mind, there is this formation in front of me.

This formation is to use more than a dozen kinds of gold materials to grind into gold ink, and then cooperate with the spirit stone to outline according to the special direction, with the monk Yuanying as the core of the operation to form a shield to resist, even the cave monk can also resist one or two.

However, this array also has a disadvantage, that is, the operation of the yuan force is uniform after the arrangement, and it cannot be flexibly adjusted and changed at any time.

Perhaps it was the self-confidence of the hegemonic forces that they did not arrange the attack formation, otherwise they would only be helpless if Yu Zefeng inherited against the sky.

In this way, there is a slight chance, as long as a small hole is broken violently, and then the opening is expanded in an instant, as long as people can enter, there is no need to directly destroy the entire formation.

As soon as he thought of it, he held the power in his body and ran wildly, trembling as the power was injected into the sword body.

"Huh"

Soaring into the air, he stopped nearly three hundred zhang above the light curtain of the formation, turned around and held the sword with both hands on his feet, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the formation below.

The sword was unleashed, and a huge sword shadow three zhang long enveloped Yu Zefeng in it.

"Boom" shot down.

The shadow of the sword sliced through the air and roared like a whistle, and the sound was heard for miles away.

At the same time, nearly a thousand spiritual power flying swords circled backwards at the tip of the slashing tip, forming a wildly rotating drill in an instant, and the entire sword body of the slashing was wrapped in this drill bit, and the tip of the sword was the tip of the drill.

The Spiritual Power Flying Sword spun rapidly in the extremely fast fall, rubbing against the air to form a high temperature, and from below, the surrounding area was slightly twisted, as if the sword had broken through the space.

Feng Qianhiro and the old man both looked up at everything with sarcasm on their faces, and in their opinion, this was beyond their means.

When the power of the formation was tested at the beginning, even if the pavilion master personally took action, it took eight days to consume the spiritual power of the spirit stone to break the formation, and no matter how against the sky, this kid in front of him would not be able to break it.