Chapter 112: You're a Fake!
No one could know exactly how powerful Li Chen's sword was.
The peak master of the Southern Spirit Nine Peaks Sword Spirit Dacheng tried his best to attack the condensed sword rays, which had already created a miracle.
But this miracle was so vulnerable in front of the flying sword that still shone faintly.
In the terrifying gaze of the nine peak masters, the low-key flying sword on the sword pair melted into the sword body like this, and then disappeared.
That's right, the sword was not pierced or it pierced the flying sword, it just fused into it like water flowing into the sea, and then it couldn't make a wave.
"This ......" the Nine Peaks Peak Masters were all stunned.
Damn, the sword that they gathered the strength of nine people to condense is just so inexplicably gone?
What kind of monster is that flying sword, it was actually hit by the sword and was unscathed, and it was even as if the sword was absorbed into it.
"Is it just a little bit of a sword? It's just a little bit, more of it!" Li Chen's proud voice sounded in the hearts of the nine people at the same time.
The nine peak masters shuddered at the same time, and they all looked at each other and hesitated for a while.
"Don't you have a sword?" Li Chen said with a smile, "If you don't have a sword within ten breaths, then you won't have a chance to do it again." ”
Ten breaths?
No one doubted that King Li Yin could easily kill the nine of them as soon as he made a move, just as no one doubted whether the young man in front of him who summoned thunder was King Li Yin.
All they know now is that if they don't do it again, they will only have ten breaths left to live.
At the moment of life and death, the Nine Peaks Peak Lord gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of crazy battle intent, and he shouted in unison with a tacit understanding again, and the next moment, the nine swords had been united again.
A sword that was twice as powerful as before rose from the nine swords, and then turned into a loose horse and pounced on King Li Yin.
Previously, the nine peaks were all hidden, and they wanted to test the depth of King Li Yin, and they were convinced that with the strength of their nine sword spirit masters, even a strong sword king like King Li Yin had to be treated carefully.
However, the previous sword sinking into the sea shattered all of their illusions, and they finally realized that the strength of the young man standing on the flying sword in front of them had long been far beyond the scope of their cognition.
Therefore, they now had to do their best, this time the sword was a circle bigger than before, and they were confident that even if it was the peak blow of the Sword King's entry powerhouse, it would be nothing more than that.
On Li Chen's side, he still just used the flying sword that shone with a faint luster around him to pick it up at will, as if he didn't pay attention to the sword at all.
Suddenly, the sword mangs met the flying sword again.
The sword, which was nearly twice as big as before, and twice as sharp and strong as before, once it touched the flying sword, it was like a stone sinking into the sea again, but it was all submerged into the sword body, and then it disappeared.
At the same time, the faint jade brilliance on the flying sword's body seemed to be a little brighter than before, but the Nine Peaks Peak Lord didn't notice these at the moment.
"The nine of us tried our best to strike, and it was gone?" said a Southern Spirit Peak Lord in a trembling voice.
"That flying sword is so weird, if it goes on like this, how much internal breath is enough for us to consume?" Another peak master looked desperately at Li Chen in the air in front of him, as well as the flying sword beside him that shone with a faint brilliance.
"You Nanling Jiufeng, are you so capable?" Li Chen's joking voice sounded in their hearts again.
"Peak Lord Bu, otherwise, let's use that trick!" A peak master took a deep breath, and a ruthless color flashed in his eyes.
"Do you really want to use it......" Bu Chengcai was shocked and a little flustered.
"If everyone is dead, what's the use of cultivating this?" another peak master gritted his teeth and said helplessly.
"That's right......" Bu Chengcai's face turned pale for a while, and his eyes were full of despair.
After a long while, a trace of crazy hope came to him in his despair, and he ordered the rest of the peak masters: "Nine Peak Peak Masters, change the formation, and form the Nine Shadows Covering the Sun Formation!"
When the Nine Peaks Peak Lord heard this, his eyes flashed with a hint of determination, and his feet moved at the same time.
I saw that the rest of the Eight Peaks Peak Masters surrounded the Bu Chengcai in the middle, and then everyone slashed their swords to the suspended plank road under their feet at the same time.
Between a few breaths, countless sword marks were centered on Bu Chengcai, as if radial, drawing countless mysterious scratches until they reached the feet of the surrounding Eight Peak Peak Masters.
Li Chen looked carefully and found that these scratches were actually composed of a mysterious rune array, which surprised him a little.
But it's just an accident, no matter who in this world moves the talisman array in front of Li Chen, it's like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong, and it's undoubtedly just humiliating himself.
With just one glance, Li Chen could see that this so-called Nine Shadows Covering the Sun Array was to use Nabu Chengcai as the eye of the array, absorbing the lifelong cultivation of the remaining eight peaks, in order to seek to temporarily forcibly improve Bu Chengcai's cultivation strength.
With the aggregation of the cultivation of their eight sword spirit masters, it would at least allow Bu Chengcai to break through to the entry of the Sword King, and even get a glimpse of the Sword King Xiaocheng.
However, the side effects of this were quite serious, because after the eight peak masters passed on all their lifelong cultivation to Bu Chengcai, it meant that he had lost all his internal breath, and his cultivation had completely degenerated to the realm of a swordsman who was only a teenager.
And Bu Chengcai, who was infused with strong internal breath, although he was able to temporarily improve his cultivation in large quantities, but the meridians of his whole body were destroyed because of this sudden and violent internal breath, causing permanent damage.
Once he stops running the internal breath, the whole body will be eaten by the consequences of the destruction of the meridians, and when the time comes, not only will he retreat to the swordsman, but also because of the damage to the meridians, he will no longer have the opportunity to cultivate the internal breath in this life, which is even worse than the other eight peak masters.
How stupid all this was in Li Chen's eyes, because if he was to set up this formation as an immortal cultivator, there would be no such serious consequences at all, and it could even be done without any side effects.
The reason why that side effect occurred was simply because these nine peak masters didn't know how to perfect it when they were setting up the formation.
"It seems that this Huang Bantian has passed such a broken formation to these people in order not to let these peak masters below have enough strength to resist him. Li Chen turned his head to Yu Tong and said, "This person not only calculates others, but even his own people are also calculating precautions, which is indeed ruthless enough." ”
Yu Tong nodded as if he didn't understand, and then his face suddenly changed slightly, because the nine-person formation below had really taken shape, and Bu Chengcai had broken through the Sword King entry at the last moment and reached the realm of Sword King Xiaocheng.
"Is this the power that a strong man of the Sword King should have!" Bu Chengcai felt an unprecedented sense of power all over his body, temporarily forgetting the fear of losing his cultivation in the future, and the unparalleled confidence in his eyes emerged.
"No matter how hard you struggle, you're just an ant, and that fact can't be changed. Li Chen's smiling voice sounded in everyone's hearts.
The Eight Peaks Peak Lord, who had already been sitting on the plank road, heard this, and all of them hated itchy.
It's just that they don't have a trace of internal breath all over their bodies now, so they can only rely on one mouth and yell at Li Chen.
"King Li Yin, you still have a hard mouth when you die!"
"Lord Bu Feng is now a sword king, and he has decades of swordsmanship experience far beyond you, today is your death date!"
"Lord Bufeng, kill King Li Yin, and the Northern Spirit will be defeated!"
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was instigated by everyone, Bu Chengcai also nodded slightly.
He is now the Sword King Xiaocheng, no matter how talented King Li Yin in front of him is, he is just a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old after all, Bu Chengcai doesn't believe that King Li Yin can really be higher than his current strength.
I saw him pinching the sword trick in his hand, and when he stepped out, his figure appeared out of thin air in front of Li Chen, who was suspended above the flying sword in the air.
Stepping into the void showed that he had truly mastered the power of the Sword King, although it was only temporary.
"If I can have a head-on battle with King Li Yin today, my life is worth it. Bu Chengcai looked at the figure on the flying sword in front of him with solemn eyes, and said in a deep voice.
Li Chen didn't have the heart to speak at all, just put his hands behind his back and quietly manipulated the flying sword beside him.
Bu Chengcai saw that Li Chen still treated him with such contempt, and he couldn't help but feel a touch of anger in his heart.
He tried all his best for the rest of his life, and at the painful price of staying in the swordsman completely, he had a chance to confront head-on, and the other side was still so contemptuous, as if his current Sword King realm was no different from the previous Sword Spirit realm.
"Look for death!"
Bu Chengcai's eyes were red, and the three-foot sword in his hand condensed a three-inch sword light, and he made a move.
"Nine Turns Sword Phantom Body!"
As soon as he made a move, he was thunderous, and he turned into nine identical figures, instantly surrounding the three figures on the isolated flying sword.
Because he doesn't have much time, he must pour out all his strength at once, in order to pursue the maximum speed to inflict the greatest damage on King Li Yin, at least to fight to the death.
This is the strongest killing move he has mastered, and when the swordsmanship is used, he can turn into nine identical figures, attacking from all angles of the opponent without dead ends.
When this set of sword techniques was in his sword spirit realm, he had used it to threaten the peak masters of the other eight peaks, so that he could become the peak master of this first peak.
Now that he has entered the sword king Xiaocheng, he has used this sword trick to the fullest.
He had enough reason to believe that as long as this Li Yin King did not reach the Sword King Consummation, even if he was in the Sword King Dacheng realm today, then he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!
Li Chen, who was surrounded by the nine figures, still carried his hands behind his back, and even his eyes were slightly closed, as if he didn't take Bu Chengcai in his eyes at all.
This kind of contempt is even more infuriating than being beaten by others.
"Die!"
He roared wildly, and a three-inch sword light condensed from the saber held in the hand of the Nine Dao figures at the same time, and then stepped out at the same time, stabbing directly at Li Chen in the middle.
He didn't choose to attack Li Chen directly with the Nine Sword Rays out of his body, but fought in close combat like this, stabbing at Li Chen in all directions without dead ends, just because he couldn't figure out Li Chen's speed.
Once Li Chen's speed is faster than his sword, then his blow will inevitably be missed.
And now in close combat, this risk can be avoided, because no matter which direction Li Chen flees to, he will inevitably bump into one or even two of his clone swords.
Who knew that Li Chen didn't move at all, still carrying his hands behind his back, closing his eyes, and letting the sword of the Nine Doppelgangers stab him without resisting at all.
"Whew!" came the muffled sound of the nine almost together.
The nine swords that enveloped this sword pierced Li Chen and the rain pupils behind him so straight and straight, and even one or two swords penetrated Li Chen's body, revealing the spikes of the sword tips on the other side of Li Chen's body.
"Well done!"
"Well done!"
"King Li Yin is nothing more than that!"
When the Eight Peaks Peak Masters who were lying on the suspended plank road saw this scene, they all had crazy smugness on their faces.
Bu Chengcai was also ecstatic, because even he didn't expect that he would be able to kill King Li Yin so easily!
However, before he could cheer, his eyes suddenly shrank into pinpoint tips.
Because the expected scene of blood splattering did not happen, King Li Yin, who was pierced by the Nine Dao Swords in front of him, and the little girl behind him did not show any signs of being affected.
He even saw a pair of eyes on Li Chen's body that seemed to be smiling, as if the nine swords he had penetrated his body now did not exist.
Thinking of a certain possibility, Bu Chengcai suddenly felt a chill to the bone: "You...... And the little girl behind you...... , all ...... Fake ......?!"
Li Chen didn't answer his question, but suddenly opened his eyes, and the green lotus light in them appeared.
A voice that seemed to come from a god in the sky resounded through the sky: "Aren't you also fake? Not only that, even this so-called Nine Peaks Peak Lord is fake!"
"Huang Bantian, I know you're here, please show up!"