"Holy War Platform, this is a gathering of martial arts figures left by countless Tianjiao of the Holy Alliance over the past hundred years, ordinary martial artists only need to choose one of them to defeat to pass the test."

"That's right, the choice of opponent is the holy war monument outside the holy war platform, if you don't choose an opponent, step directly into the holy war platform, and start the challenge from the strongest person by default."

"Isn't this sword storm going to break the record of the Holy Alliance's endless years?"

Everyone talked about it, watching Jian Fengyun step on the holy war platform, and his face did not change.

At this moment, a phantom figure dressed in the robes of the Holy Alliance suddenly appeared on the battle platform.

"The shadow of the Holy Alliance, this battle platform is really a little weird?!" Jian Fengyun was a little surprised.

"Childe, please do it."

The phantom of the Holy Alliance was a woman's figure, the woman had steamed buns and blue hair, and her momentum seemed to have reached the Nine Star Divine Yuan Realm.

The rule on this holy war platform is that all martial arts figures will not be higher than themselves.

As soon as the woman's words fell, she rose into the air and rushed towards the sword storm.

"I want to see how strong the phantom left by the Holy Courtyard on this battle platform is." Jian Fengyun sneered.

"Please!" The female disciple of the Holy Alliance said coldly, although she was just a phantom, she looked quite realistic, with a flowery face and a beautiful face.

"Okay, then let's get ready to take it." Jian Fengyun stared, fearless, strode forward, and said, "It's useless to say anything else, since you are here, I don't mind, just leave you all behind." ”

This phantom apparently emerged because of him, and he had nothing to show mercy for.

"Don't take it lightly?" The phantom of the female disciple of the Holy Alliance was like a real person, and she smiled lightly, she swept her eyes at the sword in front of her, and then she waved her hand to shoot out a few law phantoms.

On the battle platform, four powerful puppets appeared.

It's not so much a puppet as a wooden man, because although these four wooden figures have painted faces, the joints made of wood are faintly visible.

"Humph!"

Jian Fengyun snorted coldly, and struck out like lightning, killing the four wooden puppets in front of him.

Although these four wooden puppets do not seem to have a martial arts realm, if they feel it carefully, they can find that their bodies contain a very amazing combat power, and the momentum is astonishing, far beyond the ordinary existence of the Nine Star Divine Spirit Realm.

Jian Fengyun's heart moved, and he was very calm about the four wooden figures with strange breaths, as well as the female phantom who looked extremely dangerous.

Although he had already felt the dangerous aura that permeated the battlefield around him, he did not panic and did not escape, but instead condensed a sword qi, the sword aura was brilliant, locked the female phantom in the center, and launched an attack.

The power of this sword qi is not divine power, nor is it the power of law, but soul power.

This brilliant soul power sword qi disappeared in a flash, and before the four wooden figures around the ring could exert their power, the female disciple hugged her head in pain, lost her ability to fight, and pierced the sky with a piercing scream.

The sword wind and clouds exerted a clear wind and turned evil, rushed by, the palm of the hand was like a sword, and with a slight sweep, with a "poof" sound, the beautiful head flew out sideways at once.

Blood splattered, and the expression on the head was confused, and then the phantom of the Blue Law woman disappeared from the battle platform.

The blue-haired woman's shadow vanished, but the puppet of the four wooden men did not.

In just an instant, the four wooden puppets flashed and turned into four humanoids identical to the blue-haired woman.

"Oh my God, this sword is so violent, it actually cut off Lan You's head."

"The first puppeteer of the Holy Alliance, proficient in formation arts, illusions, and puppet techniques, the most mysterious powerhouse of the younger generation, and the first record holder on the holy war platform in the past hundred years."

"Jian Fengyun doesn't seem to have cut off her head, you see, it's just an illusion, it is rumored that she is proficient in illusion, and it really lives up to her reputation."

Under the stage of the holy war, many disciples on the lookers were discussing.

Jian Fengyun also frowned, he was obviously aware that he had killed the true body of the blue-haired woman just now, but four blue-haired women suddenly appeared in front of him, which was the same as the blue-haired woman he had killed before.

He knew that most of the four blue-haired women were puppets of the wooden man, but he could hardly detect the true nature of the blue-haired woman.

Only destroy these four puppets first, and then watch the next move of the blue-haired woman.

With that in mind.

"Phew!"

The sword wind turned into a thick and rough body, and walked through the air, suddenly appearing in front of a blue-haired woman, and the powerful soul power turned into sword qi again, and a sword slashed out.

"Poof!"

This time it was more direct, and the small silver-white sword, which was inches long, pierced the forehead bone of the blue-haired woman at once, and the dead body shattered on the spot and turned into a piece of wood slag.

"It's a bit capable, but it's not easy for Childe to defeat me."

At this moment, a sound of alternating virtual and real sounded from all around, making it impossible to catch a trace.

In a trance, the broken wooden slag suddenly reorganized and turned into a wooden puppet again, and the puppet took steps on the battle platform, and after three breathless efforts, it changed into the appearance of a blue-haired woman.

The four blue-haired women, their breath is the same, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and there is a murderous intent hidden in the void, which makes Jian Fengyun feel a slight chill.

It was difficult for him to detect whether the figures of the four blue-haired women were real or fake, so if he rashly stepped forward to attack, if there was a murderous intent in it, he was very likely to be injured, but if he didn't attack, it would definitely be difficult to break this formation.

"Childe, don't you dare to do it?"

At this moment, the illusory voice of the blue-haired woman sounded again.

There was a strange rhythm in this voice, and when it came to Jian Fengyun's ears, he couldn't help but feel a trance in his spirit, and he almost stepped into the four puppets.

"It's such a terrifying soul power, even my bronze-level superb soul realm can barely resist it."

In the middle of the sound, Jian Fengyun came back to his senses, looked at the four blue-haired puppets around him who were about to surround him, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Eastern Emperor's Palm!"

Jian Fengyun's heart moved, and he condensed four large black handprints and slapped at the figures of the four blue-haired women around him.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The four blue-haired puppets were like mud, and they shattered in an instant, turning into wood dust.

The figure of the sword storm flashed, and he retreated violently, out of the range shrouded by the wood dust.

Bang!

Almost the moment Jian Fengyun's figure dodged and disappeared, the space shrouded in wood dust directly shattered, gushing out a stream of soul-stirring galaxy space turbulence, which was very terrifying.

The seemingly powerful puppet is not strong, but the seemingly harmless wood dust is very deadly.

Invisible deadly.

Jian Fengyun seemed to have caught the blue-haired woman's attack.

"Childe is really cautious......"

(End of chapter)