After an instant, tens of thousands of flying swords that were not moving outside rushed out in unison and joined the battlefield. At this time, flying swords flew out of the center of all the triangles, forming a larger sword formation circle, surrounding the outside, surrounding Yang Qiuli's three layers and the outer three layers.

The more Yang Qiu looked at it, the more desperate he became, and the more he looked at it, the more unwilling he became. In order to live, in order to take revenge, and in order to snatch the hope of recovering his wife from Fang Chenyi's hands, he kept using the acceleration technique, gritting his teeth, and quickly waved the obedient sword in his hand, fighting with the flying swords that came from all directions.

"Bang la la la ......"

However, the number of flying swords is still too many. As one flying sword after another was slashed by the unstoppable good sword, Yang Qiu was also frequently injured. At first, it was only a few minor abrasions and cuts, but in less than a minute, more serious puncture wounds appeared.

I saw eight flying swords rushing towards Yang Qiu at the same time. When they were all split into two pieces by Yang Qiu's sword, a slender dagger appeared from behind Yang Qiu, and with a "poof" sound, it stabbed Yang Qiu's back in silence. Yang Qiu shook uncontrollably. A look of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Boom, boom!"

The good sword slashed around his body as fast as lightning. Just as the sharp blade slashed through the second wave of attacking flying sword groups, Yang Qiu turned around and flew towards the rear, brushing the third wave of flying sword groups, and rushed into another slower flying sword group. There are more flying swords here, but the climate has not yet formed.

Dense flying swords frequently flew around in the air, fighting with Yang Qiu repeatedly. But it was full of flaws, like a group of monks who couldn't cooperate, and Yang Qiu easily cut off half of the number of flying swords. But after a moment. The rest of the flying sword offensive had a discipline, and it began to cooperate slowly, forcing Yang Qiu more and more tightly.

"Puff ......"

After more than ten rounds of attempts, among them, two flying swords silently slashed at Yang Qiu's waist when Yang Qiu slashed other flying swords.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Yang Qiu's mouth. His body shook violently. He roared angrily, "Damn!" and slashed his sword backwards, and with two "bangs", he slashed the two flying swords that had succeeded in sneak attacks.

But the crisis remains. More flying swords rushed over. In a more reasonable way, they formed a group of flying swords one after another, like a huge ball, constantly squeezing the space that Yang Qiu could move. Squeezing, squeezing, without giving him any hope of escape, makes people almost suffocate.

A hint of deep despair appeared on Yang Qiu's face. He sighed weakly. Laughed miserably: "I didn't expect Fang Chenyi's Three-Life Sword Formation to be so powerful than Chu Fei! You can't even perform the Blood Gate Technique!Damn!Damn!" A thick look of unwillingness appeared in his eyes, and two lines of weak tears flowed out. The hand holding the good sword also loosened.

"Brother Loach, you have to believe in yourself!"

But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears. Yang Qiu looked around unexpectedly. I saw a group of cold flying swords shooting densely from all directions like sharp arrows, and in the blink of an eye, the distance was less than ten meters. He shook his head self-deprecatingly. A wry smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Loach, you have to believe in yourself!"

At this time, a familiar voice sounded for the second time. Yang Qiu shook his head even more bitterly. Despair crept into every corner of his face.

But at this moment, a person appeared under his feet. I saw a very beautiful little girl squatting down, looking at herself with a smile on the corner of her mouth. The look of despair on Yang Qiu's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a shock that was difficult to hide.

He looked up in disbelief and exclaimed, "Tongtong!?"

Wu Tong blinked his big bright eyes. He smiled and said, "Brother Loach, you have to believe in yourself! Don't throw it away again." You can, I believe in you. You have to believe in yourself. With his right hand, he placed a wet block on his skirt and dried it. Hand it to Yang Qiu. His eyes were full of trust.

Yang Qiu took the building block, stood up, and looked around in amazement. I saw that the group of flying swords was gone, replaced by dirty mud and small lakes. The water of the lake is not too deep, but it is quite clear. The young Wu Tong stood in the small lake, smiling silently. It's hard to describe how cute it looks. A light shone on Wu Tong's face, illuminating her like a little angel who had fallen into the mortal world.

"Tongtong. Yang Qiu asked in disbelief, "Why are you here?"

Wu Tong covered his mouth and giggled: "Brother Loach." Let's go back. Everyone is waiting for you. If you don't leave, it's going to be too late. The little hand held Yang Qiu. She pulled Yang Qiu by the head and ran outside without looking back.

Half a minute later, Yang Qiu was taken into the hall of the orphanage by Wu Tong. The children and teachers around a huge castle made of building blocks all turned their heads and looked at Yang Qiu with expectant eyes. There was a faint smile of admiration on everyone's face.

Yang Qiu was even more surprised.

Wu Tong pulled him in front of the castle, pointed to the vacancy on the top floor, and said, "Brother Loach." You can do it. Believe in yourself. The castle is still short of the last roof. This is the castle that you have built little by little, and now the last roof is still missing. It's in your hands. Brother Loach. Let's see what the castle looks like when it's built. ”

As soon as these words came out, all the other children grinned at Yang Qiu excitedly and expectantly. The teacher also showed a kind smile and said, "Loach." Let's take a look. ”

Yang Qiu nodded suddenly and said secretly in his heart: "This was ten years ago. It turned out that I was back. With his right hand, he lifted the last block and placed it smoothly on the crumbling hundreds of bricks.

After a moment, Yang Qiu let go of his hand. I saw that all the building blocks were placed safely, and none of them shook, let alone signs of falling down. All the children had undisguised smiles on their faces. They laughed and clapped their hands, jumping around Yang Qiu with loud cheers. The teacher nodded with satisfaction and gave Yang Qiu a thumbs up. The atmosphere became jubilant.

"Look. Wu Tong walked over. Stretched out his right hand and said happily: "Brother Loach, I'll just say you can do it." You have to believe in yourself. If you believe in yourself, you will be able to do it. Don't trust your own words. It will never work. ”

Yang Qiu nodded, grinned, and replied gratefully, "Thank you, Tongtong!" stretched out his right hand and gently patted Wu Tong's right hand.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, there was a clear sound, and what I saw in front of me changed. Everything familiar is gone, and the woman you love the most is gone. All that was left was the dangerous and cold flying sword. Like a volley of sharp arrows, they are shot densely.

Yang Qiu watched all this silently, no longer afraid. His mind was racing, and a strong look of firmness appeared in his eyes. The good sword was re-grasped. Like a cannonball ready to fire, his hands trembled with excitement.

At this time, the flying swords that were densely packed around him were already less than three meters away from him. The sharp blade was pressing, bringing up a burst of fierce sword qi. Turned into a gale. Blowing up his clothes. When they were less than two meters away, an idea crossed his mind like a meteor piercing the night sky.

Yang Qiu's face changed. An undisguised smile emerged, and his gaze finally regained his confidence.

He suddenly realized, "I understand." Although so many flying swords are real, they are the same as Chu Fei's three-life sword formation, and the essence is very different from the real flying sword. The internal structure of these flying swords is a formation, not ordinary gold and iron. As long as it's a formation, the cursed key can help me. "The left hand is open. Summoned the Cursed Key into the palm of your hand.

After a moment, Yang Qiu stretched out his left hand. Holding the curse key firmly in the palm of his hand, he turned it into a fist and swung it forward. A green light spread from the center of the fist, and just as it covered the entire left fist, it rushed out of the fist, engulfing all the flying swords in front of it.

Yang Qiu rushed forward. Following the green light, he rushed towards the overwhelming group of flying swords.

"Idiot!" Fang Chen Yi said with a cruel smile: "Wu Xinlong, you can't escape!" There was a hint of ridicule on his face.

Yang Qiu shook his head disapprovingly and said, "It's not up to you to decide whether you can escape or not, it's me." "The speed of the forward rush was even faster, and it collided with more than a dozen flying swords in the blink of an eye.

But there was no situation where ten thousand swords pierced the heart and died, these flying swords covered with green light disappeared invariably, as if weathered, in the process of contact with Yang Qiu, one by one collapsed, and none of them were spared. The smile on Yang Qiu's face deepened.

He rushed to a three-life sword formation on his left, swung his left fist, and struck it solidly. The triangular Three-Life Sword Formation trembled slightly, dissipating like a flying sword before.

"Huh...... Boom Boom Boom ......"

The flying sword that was not covered in green light chased after it, and under Fang Chenyi's control, it burst out with a faster speed. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of Yang Qiu. The distance between the two sides was only more than ten meters, and Yang Qiu's situation was dangerous again. But he threw his left fist unhurriedly.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a large area of green light rushed out from the center of the fist, like an unstoppable shockwave, destroying all the flying swords in front of it.

Yang Qiu's body moved at high speed and disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he had already taken the opportunity of the sharp decrease in the number of flying swords, and silently came to the back of a simple three-life sword formation. The left fist swung forward heavily, and just as it collided with the triangular sword array formed by the three broken swords, it released a green light that destroyed the sword formation.

Then, Yang Qiu's body quickly disappeared again, appearing behind another three-life sword formation. With a single punch, he destroyed another three-life sword formation, and then disappeared again. In this way, after repeating it hundreds of times in a row, the broken sword in the entire restaurant hall was suspended from all corners, but only the last one in front of Fang Chenyi was left in the three-life sword array.

Fang Chenyi's face showed an unconcealed look of annoyance. He stomped his foot angrily and said, "Damn, hateful!!, hateful Wu Xinlong." Don't let me catch you. No matter how great your ability is, it is impossible for you to threaten this last Three-Life Sword Formation. Because, the speed at which it made flying swords was much faster than that of other three-life sword formations. Don't hide if you have the ability!

As soon as these words came out, Yang Qiu appeared in front of Fang Chenyi with a "swish". There was a thick mockery on his face. He swung his left fist in disbelief. Green light flew out from the heart of the fist, rushing towards the Sansheng Sword Formation like thunder. Fang Chenyi angrily spurted out a mouthful of blood. His fingers quickly pinched out a seal and pointed it at the center of the three flying swords.

I saw a bloody light light light from the center, and countless flying swords flew out of it one by one. The material of these flying swords is much stronger than the broken swords in other positions, and the whole body exudes a faint light, looking from a distance, like a solidified laser.

"Puff puff...... Puff ......"

But green light is even more powerful. Just when the green light and the flying sword collided, the green light could always go further and get closer to the most primitive three-life sword formation. The menacing flying swords could only dissipate one by one in a violent tremble, and none of them could be spared.

At this time, Fang Chenyi's face finally became ugly. His eyes widened in disbelief and he said, "How is that possible?" It is also difficult to calm down and become more and more uneasy.

Yang Qiu's face was even more confident. He retracted his left hand, and just when the green light was about to be consumed by the flying sword flying out of the Sansheng Sword Array, he threw a punch without hesitation. I saw a stronger green light fly out, and just as it touched the green light in front of it, the two green lights easily fused into one, hitting the primordial Sansheng Sword Array.

After an instant, the last of the Three-Life Sword Formation collapsed. Fang Chenyi's eyes widened unwillingly, and he summoned his true qi and slapped a palm on Yang Qiu's chest.

"Poof!"

Yang Qiu quickly flashed to the side to avoid it, and just when Fang Chenyi's palm fell short and was about to close it, but before he could close it, he swung his obedient sword and slashed at Fang Chenyi. I saw the good sword slashing through the air like lightning, leaving a clear afterimage. Fang Chenyi's two arms fell to the ground. Blood flowed out like an unstoppable spring.

Fang Chen Yi sat on the ground in disbelief and let out a ghostly wolf howl. "Ahh Their bodies trembled violently from the fear of death.

Yang Qiu raised his good sword and slashed at Fang Chenyi again. Fang Chenyi's face showed a look of deep regret. He threw himself on Yang Qiu's lap, pleaded in a low voice, and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong! Wu Xinlong, I'm really sorry! I apologize for everything I did before, please don't kill me! Please." I have a lot of work to do, and I don't want to die yet!

Yang Qiu kicked Fang Chenyi away, and said with a cold expression: "You have killed so many people, I will not let you go! A clear sword shadow was left in the air.

A hint of despair appeared on Fang Chenyi's face. (To be continued......)