Chapter 210: Capture the Golden Sword
"When!!"
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"At the beginning of the first round of winning the golden sword, each vein sent ten people to chase after the golden sword, the more the golden sword first, the higher the ranking, and the top ten were determined in the first round. ”
Feng Yin's eyes narrowed, looking at the golden sword in the elder's hand, determined to win.
Each vein can send up to ten people, and after catching the golden sword, you can leave the field, and the rest of the people will continue to chase, and the ranking will be divided according to the order, which is the so-called golden sword.
The most important thing about winning the golden sword is that there is no limit to any battle, it is both a snatch and a fight, and it is really difficult to get the golden sword under the attack of others.
The later you get the golden sword, the lower you will be in the rankings, and after the tenth place, you will lose the qualification for the next round.
The winner of a game is simple and direct, and the comparison is the decisiveness and reaction of the disciples.
"There are only two of us, and we are too small in the competition of more than 200 people, and we need one to contain everyone and the other to thunder. ”
The rest of the veins sent one of the most outstanding people to seize the sword, and the rest were responsible for containing and blocking them, and Feng Yin's team was too small, and if they wanted to capture the golden sword, they would encounter much greater obstacles than others.
Generally speaking, each vein sends one or two people to chase the golden sword, so that the distance from the golden sword is not widened, while the rest follow from a distance, attacking the chasers of the other veins to buy time for their own side.
According to the task, it is divided into two groups: chasing and containing, the former are mostly proficient in physical skills, and the latter is amazing.
In particular, the battlefield of the containment is not only to follow the chaser, but also to beware of the sneak attack of the rest of the containment, which is the most troublesome.
Feng Yin suggested that he restrain the rest of the people and let the dumb man take the golden sword, but the latter shook his head and then pointed at himself.
"Do you want you to contain the rest of the people and let me take them?" Feng Yin asked, and the latter nodded affirmatively.
"Okay, I'll grab the sword. Feng Yin said.
The rest of the people continued to retreat, leaving only the strongest ten people in each vein, and a white-bearded old man stood in the middle of the ring, the golden sword in his hand groaning, and the golden light shone on the sword body.
"Go!"
He let out a long shout, and the golden sword shot out like a ray of light, amazingly fast, and he could only see a golden afterimage slashing through the void, and in the blink of an eye, he changed more than a dozen positions in the ring.
"Rush!"
All the people present moved, and more than two hundred people united and rushed towards the golden sword, and the sound of the air was full of whistling in their ears.
As soon as the gold-grabbing sword began, many disciples couldn't help it, and they started a big battle with each other, and the sword light Dao method poured out one after another, and the void roared endlessly.
The disciple of the first vein of Zhenshan held a crystal clear mountain in his palm, but the size of a fist, when he was urged, it was full of light, turning into a huge more than ten zhang, and with a heavy momentum, he struck the sky, and many people were suddenly shocked and flew out.
And more people used their body skills to dodge urgently, and one after another afterimages flashed, like dense water patterns, extremely fast.
The disciples of the Qiyuan vein are also amazing, the palm contains the five elements, several people work together to perform the great technique, one side of the grinding plate appears in the air, crushing the void, and suddenly three people are hit, vomiting blood and retreating.
The mute man is also extremely conspicuous in the crowd, the Void Dao Technique obliterates everything, many Dao Techniques become necessary, and few people can block his path.
And the most thrilling thing is the group of people chasing the golden sword, more than a dozen people are about to become afterimages, all of them are a frequency, and their bodies are dozens of meters away in a flash, chasing the golden sword, and Feng Yin is also among them.
At this moment, one person rushed out of the fighting team, just in time to meet the attack of the golden sword, and was about to catch it with his open hand, but was slashed horizontally by another person with a halberd, and an arm was cut off on the spot.
The man in red stood sideways with a halberd, and did not chase the golden sword, but aimed at Feng Yin's position, and the halberd in his hand swept directly over, and the strong wind howled here, and the three of the disciples who chased the golden sword were directly forced to retreat, and suffered a lot of trauma.
Feng Yin used the way of nothingness, difficult to dissolve the halberd's Limang, and avoided the past dangerously, the man in red saw that this move was not successful, and did not hesitate at all, turned around and continued to contain the rest of the people, and fell into a big battle.
Airplanes!
The void trembled again, and the group of people chasing the golden sword appeared in another direction dozens of meters away, only five meters away from the golden sword, but it was like a moat across the sky, and it was impossible to grasp it at all.
At this moment, a person suddenly flashed beside Feng Yin, slapped a palm at him in the air, Feng Yin also shot back, the two palm prints collided, and there was a earth-shattering roar, and the next moment, they appeared in another position, hundreds of meters away from Fang Cai's battlefield.
"These people are really not idle people, not only are they amazingly fast, but they are also extremely powerful, and every one who goes out is a great master. Feng Yin said secretly in his heart, and continued to chase the golden sword with the people around him.
The degree of the golden sword is not fast, if you take a straight line, I am afraid that someone will catch up with you, but unfortunately the sword is erratic, and the slightest loss of concentration will have to stagger the distance of hundreds of meters, which greatly increases the difficulty.
Not to mention that the surroundings are afraid of each other, the twenty-three veins are the strength of the twenty-three parties, and no one can say when they will be attacked.
Without warning, a silver sword slashed through the void, and the sword light swept across the field, enveloping most of the pursuers.
There is no doubt that it was the hand of the restraining person, but in this case, whoever had time to find the attacker, they all tried their best, either resisting or dodging and rushing out of the range of the sword light, but the two of them staggered and fell, and when they stood up, they were already hundreds of meters away from the golden sword, and the gap was instantly widened.
Feng Yin had a vague feeling that someone had locked him in the battlefield where he was responsible for containment in the rear, but he couldn't turn back, because if he made a slight mistake, he would have to distance himself from the rest of the chasers, and it would be difficult to keep up.
"Whew!!"
The aura escaped, and another chaser not far from Feng Yin began to add, turning into more than a dozen afterimages overlapping each other, and the degree was suddenly a big cut, and he was about to catch up with the golden sword.
The rest of the people were in a hurry, and suddenly more than a dozen sharp techniques were struck, and most of the afterimages of the person in front of them were broken, but none of them were real bodies, and the real bodies were only a few steps away from the golden sword.
Rumble!
At this moment, the man suddenly let out a muffled snort, and was entangled by a dozen hidden threads, which was the means of another vein.
"Hey, hey, hey, ......."
Feng Yin, who was controlling the divine light, suddenly heard such a sinister smile, and he punched him without looking back, and one person directly broke his bones and tendons, and the five-hole blood spilled out on the spot, knocking over a large number of people.
"What a powerful physical power!"
The expressions of the rest of the containers changed greatly, and their eyes looked at Feng Yin with jealousy, only Mu Changdong, who was in the same vein, looked even more fierce, staring at Feng Yin coldly.
At this time, the team of chasers has been reduced to single digits, and everyone has their own means, some use escape techniques, some control the magic light, and some urge magic weapons, and the Feng Yin at the front is less than two meters away from the golden sword.
"Here's your chance!"
Feng Yin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly added!