The sound of "hiss" was endless, and large areas of water mist evaporated.

This is not an ordinary water mist, but a red-hot water vapor.

The rain of fire in the sky was forcibly blocked in mid-air by the water curtain, and it could no longer fall, and it was quickly extinguished at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the rain of fire in the sky was completely extinguished by the water spewed out by the Lishui Dragon Ball. Only wisps of green smoke remained in midair.

"How is this possible?"

The monk was startled and angry, and roared.

Xiao Fan raised his hand, and the blue water curtain disappeared without a trace.

"Junior, what kind of tricks are you playing?"

Xiao Fan looked at him calmly and said lightly: "Jian Daoyou, if you have any tricks, show them." If we delay any longer, I'm afraid there will be no time. ”

Raise your right hand slightly.

I saw that in the surrounding void, twenty-four cyan short swords suddenly appeared, and under the bright sunlight, the blue light on the blade of the sword was shining, and the sword aura was compelling. As soon as these twenty-four cyan short swords appeared, they formed a complex sword formation, slowly cutting towards the monk surnamed Jian in the center.

At the same time, the second batch of twenty-four cyan dragon scales appeared in the same place again, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into twenty-four cyan short swords, forming another equally complex sword formation, eager to try.

"Sword formation?"

"You're a sword cultivator?"

The monk surnamed Jian was taken aback and exclaimed.

Sword cultivation has always been the largest school in the cultivation world, whether it is the righteous path sect or the evil demon outer path, the number of sword cultivators is the largest. The most feared thing about sword cultivation is naturally the sword formations one by one. Usually the sword array is composed of many people, this junior in front of you. It was unbelievable that such a huge sword formation had been laid out by one person.

Operate forty-eight flying swords at the same time. The monk surnamed Jian thought that he could only barely do it, but he had to control these flying swords to form a complex sword formation. But never.

Doesn't it mean that the power of the divine thought of this junior in front of him is even stronger than him?

Could it be that this person is hiding his true cultivation, but in fact he is a great master of the late stage who is deeply hidden?

The dragon scale sword array originally had one hundred and eight flying swords, arranged into a super sword array with three layers inside and outside, interlocking, once launched, it would go back and forth, and the offensive was wave after wave. Endless. In the process of refining the dragon scale armor in the past two months, Xiao Fan reorganized the sword formation. The number of flying swords in each layer of the sword formation was reduced to twenty-four, and the three-layer sword formation used a total of seventy-two flying swords.

This is because controlling one hundred and eight flying swords at the same time to form a three-layer interlocking sword array, even with the strength of Xiao Fan's divine thoughts, it is quite difficult. It won't last long, and the power of divine thoughts will be overdrawn. In the time of life and death, the power of divine thoughts is overdrawn. That's extremely dangerous. This means that your reaction speed will be greatly reduced, and you will become very insensitive and sluggish to the surrounding qiē.

Masters compete, and the difference between life and death is only between a line.

And the sword array is too huge. It's not easy to control, it's extremely slow, and there are many loopholes. When you meet a real master, it is difficult to make a difference.

Reduced the number of flying swords to seventy-two. Although the power of the entire sword array has been weakened a lot, it is obviously much easier to control. The reaction is much quicker, and most importantly, Xiao Fan himself will not have an overdraft. While presiding over the sword formation, he still has the spare strength to take care of the situation around him so as not to be attacked by the enemy.

In addition to this set of seventy-two flying sword formations, Xiao Fan even set up a simplified version of the miniature sword formation, consisting of thirty-six flying swords, twelve flying swords on each layer, a total of three layers. It was a real cycle that never stopped, and once the sword array was activated, the trapped enemy would shed its skin if it did not die.

This set of miniature sword formations is ready to be used against those enemies who are more tricky, but they can't let him run away, and they must be defeated quickly.

The super sword array composed of one hundred and eight flying swords, needless to say, is so powerful, Xiao Fan estimated that if he cultivated to the late Yuan Infant stage, with the extremely powerful power of divine thought, he might be able to really bring out the power of the dragon scale sword array, and now he still uses this simplified version of the sword formation to be more controllable.

Rao is like this, as soon as these forty-eight flying swords appeared, it was enough for the monk surnamed Jian to be "surprised".

"Junior, Hugh is rampant, what about the sword formation?"

Seeing the twenty-four flying swords rolling and killing, the monk surnamed Jian became angry and roared angrily.

"Up!"

With an angry shout, the sleeves of the monk's robe shook, and rows of giant trees suddenly appeared around him, roaring towards the twenty-four flying swords.

At the same time, the monk surnamed Jian flipped the wrist of his right hand, and a slender and weak small sapling appeared in his palm, the monk surnamed Jian pinched the trick in his left hand, and there were words in his mouth, and one after another pure mana was injected into the sapling, only to see that the small tree seedling grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, rows of giant trees collided with dragon scale flying swords.

The sound of "snorting" was endless, and the giant wood of the thickness of the hug was like paper paste, and under the cutting of the flying sword, there was no slightest resistance, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into countless slender wooden strips, scattering and flying in all directions.

A look of horror flashed on the monk's face, and suddenly he opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the slender tree.

The originally green little tree suddenly turned bloody, the crown of the tree shook, and countless vines came out of the black-brown ground, turning into huge tentacles, winding towards the twenty-four flying swords. At the same time, the small tree once again sped up its growth, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a large tree that hugged each other, and the thick roots of the tree dug into the surface of the ground that had been scorched by the flames, and spread wildly into the ground.

The figure of the monk surnamed Jian disappeared without a trace, only in the middle of the trunk, revealing a human face, which was the appearance of the monk surnamed Qian.

The speed at which the flying sword cut was not too fast, and the vines turned into huge tentacles, accurately grasping all the twenty-four flying swords in their hands, and then turning into emerald green vines, and winding the flying swords to death. On top of the flying sword, bursts of blue light burst out, and the sound of "snort" was endless, and the vines that were entangled in the flying sword were cut into countless pieces in the blink of an eye. But these emerald green vines are also peculiar, they are cut off, and immediately grow another section, and they are entangled in the flying sword, and they will never be allowed to get out.

The second wave of twenty-four flying swords rolled in again.

At this moment, the slender sapling has turned into a towering tree, full of greenery, and on the huge canopy, delicate red flowers are blooming, looking extremely gorgeous.

Seeing the second wave of flying swords coming, the face of the monk surnamed Jian in the center of the trunk twisted his eyebrows, and he saw that the red flowers blooming on the canopy of the tree suddenly flew up, turning into a rain of fire in the sky, and attacked the twenty-four flying swords, and the temperature around him immediately became extremely hot.

The second wave of flying swords fell into the sea of fire in an instant, and the blue light on the sword body was released, and the oncoming rain of fire was annihilated.

The face of the monk surnamed Jian showed a look of pride.

Although this sword array is powerful, he is not a vegetarian, and he can withstand the enemy.

"Daoyou also has some means."

Xiao Fan smiled lightly, his demeanor was extremely good, and he raised his hand and made a slight move.

I saw that in the void around the big tree, the third wave of twenty-four flying swords appeared again, the brilliance shimmered, and the cold air of the forest came to my face.

"What?"

"Are you kidding?"

The monk surnamed Jian was about to stare out of his eyes.

This junior in the early stage of the Yuan Infant can actually control seventy-two flying swords at the same time?

This is also too rebellious!

"Fellow Daoists, stay!"

The monk shouted loudly.

"Fellow Daoist, could it be that some late great monk changed his disguise and deliberately came to joke with his younger brother?"

"Please forgive the little brother for not recognizing ...... little brother who has no eyes"

Controlling seventy-two flying swords at the same time is already beyond the limit of the monk surnamed Jian, if you only control these flying swords to kill in the same direction, you can do it, but it is absolutely impossible to form such a complex sword formation with three layers inside and three layers outside, and cooperate with each other tacitly, and the cycle is as desired.

Although the monk surnamed Jian is not as powerful as the power of divine thoughts among the mid-Yuan Infant monks of the same rank, he is even at the lower middle level. But Xiao Fan obviously only had the cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, how could the power of divine thoughts be stronger than him? Unless it was a late monk who deliberately changed his disguise.

Xiao Fan smiled lightly, waved his right hand, and pointed his two fingers together like a halberd, pointing straight towards the monk surnamed Jian.

The speed of the third wave of twenty-four flying swords suddenly accelerated, and they were slaughtering towards the monk surnamed Jian.

The monk surnamed Jian shouted, and the verdant tree shook suddenly, collected its magical powers, and turned into a slender sapling in a blink of an eye, and the vines and fire rain that were fighting in the void and in front of him with forty-eight flying swords also disappeared in an instant. The monk surnamed Jian grabbed the sapling, shook his body, and disappeared in place.

"Earth Escape?"

Xiao Fan smiled.

This monk surnamed Jian really knows a lot of miscellaneous fancy.

However, in front of Xiao Fan's eyes, it would be too naïve to want to get out with the earth escape technique.

The next moment, the monk surnamed Jian let out another frightened scream, and suddenly came out of the ground not far away, with a look of shock and anger on his face.

Two zhang to the left of the monk surnamed Jian, a head emerged, which looked like a loess lump, but it had eyes, a nose, and even a mouth.

"What is this?"

"Puppets?"

The monk screamed.

Earth Escape Technique, he is just a concurrent cultivator, how can he be the opponent of the Earth Puppet?

Xiao Fan's eyebrows raised slightly, revealing a look of surprise.

Being able to recognize the puppet is considered to be extensive. In the end, he is worthy of being the Yuanying monk of Duliang City, and he is well-informed.

Seventy-two flying swords gathered together, three layers inside and outside, forming a complete sword array, trapping the monk surnamed Jian firmly in the center, leading to it, but the pressing cold air penetrated deep into the bone marrow of the monk surnamed Qian, and the whole person couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Friends of the Tao are slow, and slow hands......"

"Misunderstanding, this qiē is just a misunderstanding, and the Taoist friends are merciful......"

For a while, the monk surnamed Jian shouted in a trembling voice.

Looking at Xiao Fan's expression, he was frightened and depressed.

What kind of monster is this?

In the early days of Yuan Ying, he had such a cultivation against the sky, and he actually carried a Yuan Baby-level puppet as a helper.

How can it be otherwise...... (To be continued......)