Lin Yuanchen took out the grate in his arms in silence, this grate is fused with the formation spirit of the Hundred Bamboo Spirit Array, but it can be a formation for besieging people, but it has already been integrated with three thousand bamboo swords, and it needs to be smelted again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Lin Yuanchen's heart sank and began a sacrifice.

At this time, the boy in the Tongyunfeng preparation room flew down here, serving several cups of cool juice and some ice cream, and everyone gathered together to get some each.

Feng Aoxue's eyes turned quickly: "Little Master, this must have been given by the master, don't you eat some?" ”

Lin Yuanchen's eyes widened slightly, and he snorted: "I don't want to eat his things!" ”

However, this was not arranged by Feng Yuluan, but Feng Yufei ordered Tong Yunfeng to prepare it in order to resolve the contradiction between Feng Yuluan and Lin Yuanchen, and at this time, a piece of good intentions had already been lost.

An hour later, the sword array was smelted, and Lin Yuanchen held the grate in his hand and combed his hair a few times.

"Senior Sister Wu'er, you will enter their formation for a while, don't think too much, come out of it immediately, don't stay longer."

Feng Wu'er chuckled: "During this year, I have observed the senior sisters and sisters practicing the formation, and I understand it in my heart. Yuji, on the contrary, it's you, the people guarding the battle need to find a way to trap them, if they don't come out for a moment, you can't walk away for a moment, your mind is active, I don't know if you can sit still! ”

"Senior Sister Wu'er, don't worry! I'll definitely win you this time! ”

Speaking of falling red, Feng Wu'er raised her eyes to look at Feng Crazy Snow, and the two looked at each other tacitly.

Everyone joked for another hour, and saw that the rest of the female disciples had come to the sword competition field.

The five chief commentators had different expressions, and when they walked out of the main hall, Feng Yuluan said quietly: "Please ask the six disciples who are guarding the formation to set up a formation." ”

Lin Yuanchen didn't even look at him, the grate was drawn out of his hand, and turned into a very large bamboo forest in front of him, this bamboo forest was smoky from the outside, and bursts of virtual light loomed, and he couldn't see the inside clearly. Lin Yuanchen waved another hand, and arranged a huge phantom forbidden in this bamboo forest maze, and then meditated down in front of the formation, waiting for the person who fought the formation to arrive.

The other five defenders also waved their own formations.

Feng Wu'er and the rest of the people who were fighting in the formation glanced at the six formations, and they all chose to start with the smaller ones.

Feng Wu'er entered the smallest formation with the four female disciples.

This formation is a maze stone formation, and not long after entering, Feng Wu'er was the first to solve it from the inside and came to the second maze formation.

This wind formation is formless and colorless, and can only be measured by the senses. Feng Wu'er simply closed her eyes and felt the wind around her.

Just as she was collecting the rules of the wind array, several invisible wind blades shot out towards her, and Feng Wu'er opened her eyes and jumped into the air from the spot, dodging these wind blades, but precisely because of this, when she fell, she felt the wake of the wind blade, and immediately identified the location of the array, and unraveled the formation from the wind array without any suspense.

Before coming to the third formation, he looked sideways.

This third formation is a vein of water, which crisscrosses and twists and turns, but it cannot see the beginning from the beginning, and the end cannot be seen from the end.

Her eyes froze, and she jumped into the vein.

In the water, washed by the current, swim all the way along the water veins, but never know how to get out. At this time, the three female disciples also jumped into this water vein.

"Wu'er, are you still in this formation?"

"Well, this formation is so huge, I've been drifting with the crowd here for a long time."

The four of them flowed back in circles again, and Feng Wu'er was even more puzzled: "There is no exit and entrance, it is a backflow, but the water will flow, there must be one or two eyes here, but I didn't notice it." ”

After a few more turns along the water vein, when he passed a branch vein, he stretched out his hand and felt a coldness: "The water here is colder than elsewhere...... Is it the difference between hot and cold? Find out if there's any hotter ......."

I went back down the veins of water, and sure enough, I found that the water in one place was hotter than in the others.

"But which of these hot and cold places is the eye of the array?" Feng Wu'er was puzzled, and closed her eyes, "Whatever, let's see it one by one!" He drew a bamboo sword and smashed it into the center of gravity of the hot place.

When the water splashed, the water flow was even more turbulent, and a pointed water sword appeared in the water, stabbing towards Feng Wu'er: "It's not here!" Feng Wu'er dodged the water sword while swimming forward in a hurry, but the water sword reborn in the rear when it flew by, and in desperation, the bamboo sword was raised to fight behind.

Suddenly, Feng Wu'er's calf was grazed by a water sword, and the stockings were torn, revealing snow-white flesh, a sword mark on the flesh, the flesh turned out slightly, and a line of red blood dispersed into the water.

Feng Wu'er didn't stop, and frequented the sword behind her, gradually getting closer to the colder water before.

When she was only three feet away from the colder part of the water, Feng Wu'er took out another bamboo sword and smashed it towards the center of the cold water, and the golden light flashed in front of her, and finally flew out of the array and fell to the ground.

The wind idiot on the side looked at this place with a cold expression, without the slightest expression on his face, and a sword was deeply held in his arms.

Feng Wu'er tore a strip of cloth from her dress, bandaged her calf, and stood up again to break into the fourth formation.

The fourth formation is a large metallic formation, this formation is full of various iron swords, these iron swords are all the same shape, Feng Wu'er raised his steps and slowly walked into this formation.

However, there was no movement for a long time, and in a place where swords were rampant, I saw a small piece of soil: "The metallicity around here is born from this soil?" Feng Wu'er tentatively inserted the bamboo sword in her hand into the soil, however, a roar sounded all around.

Countless iron swords around the soil flew out in unison, stabbing towards Wind Dance.

Feng Wu'er instinctively used the sixty-four tricks of Kun Xuan taught by her ancestor to deal with it, but there were too many iron swords, and when they flew violently, they pressed Feng Wu'er to retreat.

Just before retreating to another iron sword pile, the iron sword pile behind him also flew out in unison under the buzz, Feng Wu'er flew into the air, and the two iron swords smashed together, in the air, Feng Wu'er was attracted by a sword in the iron sword group: "Huh? Is that a wooden sword? ”

"I see, the earth is born of gold, and Mu Ketu has to break the formation to get the wooden sword. But so many iron swords ......"

Feng Wu'er turned over and fell, the bamboo sword in her hand and the entire iron sword swirled, and the wooden sword was always hidden in the iron sword.

Suddenly, she let out a loud cry in her mouth, her eyes widened, and the bamboo sword slashed like an iron sword with an extremely powerful sword aura, stabbing straight into the wooden sword and bringing it out.

Ignoring the danger of being stabbed by the pursuing iron sword, Feng Wu'er jumped to the place where the wooden sword was, grabbed it with a small hand, and grabbed the wooden sword in his hand. Here, the bamboo sword fought back, but three or four iron swords pierced the body, and a few more openings appeared.

Feng Wu'er didn't dare to slack off, and ran directly back to where the small piece of soil was, and stuck the wooden sword in the soil.

There was a trance in front of him, and he was thrown out of the formation, and he didn't step on his feet steadily, and fell to his knees. (To be continued.) )