The twilight was hazy, shrouded in the mountains, covering the lodge.

The birthday banquet had long since ended, Zhao Zheng returned to his residence, closed the door, and opened the system warehouse in this independent closed room. He glanced around, and his eyes fell on the five jars stacked in the corners.

Those were the five jars of imperial wine that he had spent a lot of effort to get a few days ago, and these imperial wines had been idle for so long, and now they finally came in handy.

Zhao Zheng walked to the side where the imperial wine was stacked, put his hand into the space that seemed to be nothing, held the top jar of imperial wine, and brought it to the real world.

With a flash of green light, the image of the system warehouse vanished, and the ground became empty, as if nothing had happened just now.

Zhao Zheng tore off the red silk on the wine jar, pinched the sealing mud, and pulled it off with a little force. Losing the cover, a rich aroma of wine immediately welled up inside. He lifted his nose and took two deep breaths, feeling refreshed, and then picked up the jar and took a big sip from mouth to mouth. It lived up to its reputation as the best wine he had ever drunk.

Putting down the wine jar, Zhao Zheng stared at the rippling wine inside, and muttered, "Whether you can get that token or not depends on you." ”

The reason why Zhao Zheng said this was because he thought that it would be difficult to pass the assessment of the sword slave and obtain the token to participate in the fight, so he needed this jar of imperial wine to bribe the sword slave and go through the back door.

In addition to being a sword idiot, the sword slave is also a drunkard, and he will definitely not be able to resist the temptation of such fine wine, plus Zhao Zheng's real strength is not low, so he will definitely open the net.

The assessment of the sword slave is very special and strict, and there is even a certain danger. It is difficult to pass without reaching the fivefold heaven.

Zhao Zheng only has the cultivation of the middle stage of the Four Heavens now. There is no complete certainty that you will pass the assessment. That's why I came up with the idea of bribing the sword slave with imperial wine. This method is somewhat unfair, but he wants to get Zichu Sword, and he can't care so much.

He took out the imperial wine, entered the dungeon again, and practiced well, and the day passed.

Early the next morning, he went out early, inquired with his subordinates, and asked where the sword slave was. Go alone.

After the owner's birthday, he has euphemistically driven away some of the lowly birthday greeters, but the villa is still overcrowded, and many martial arts people are reluctant to leave in order to see with their own eyes what the so-called assessment is all about, and some martial artists who meet the age requirements want to try their luck.

There were a lot of pedestrians on this road, and they were moving in groups of three or five, all walking in the same direction.

Zhao Zheng followed the crowd to the door of a martial arts training hall, and the sword slave stayed in it, personally assessing the people who wanted to participate in the fight.

Almost all the people up and down in Luoshu Villa practice martial arts. There are several martial arts training halls in the villa, and this is one of the smaller ones. Can't accommodate too many people.

There were no less than 100 people gathered in front of the martial arts training hall, three layers inside and three layers outside, enclosing this place so much that even the branches on both sides were full of people.

At the entrance of the martial arts training hall hung a sign with scribbled handwriting: In order to obtain a token to participate in the fight, two requirements must be met, the first must be less than twenty-five years old, and the second must pass the Desperate Sword Formation. There is danger in the desperate sword formation, and those who are not skilled in learning skills should not try, if there are three long and two short, they will not be responsible.

At first glance, this trace is from the hand of the sword slave, Luoshu Villa is famous for its books, and everyone in the villa writes a good hand, and will not write such a scribbled billboard.

The door of the martial arts training hall was open, and it was empty, prohibiting idle people from entering, and there were a whole three hundred and twenty-one swords inserted on the ground, which together formed a sword array, and the sword slave was sitting alone behind the sword array, pouring himself a drink.

Only those who meet the conditions and are willing to enter the camp will be allowed to enter, otherwise no one will be allowed to step further.

Don't look at the door blocking a lot of people, but no one dares to go in indiscriminately, presumably there have been troublemakers who have suffered before, so they have all learned to be obedient.

"What's going on with this Desperate Sword Formation?"

"I don't know, but it seems to be quite powerful, I heard that several people broke in in the morning, but they were all bounced back by the sword array, and they were also a little injured."

"What else can a sword formation be, a sword array is a formation made of swords, and the person who arranges the formation urges these swords, whoever enters, these swords will attack whom."

"So amazing? Then I'll have to take a good look. ”

There was a lot of talk in the crowd, and the sound was like a swarm of bees buzzing, whatever was said, but most people were watching.

Zhao Zheng was blocked by the crowd, he thought he would get up early enough, but he didn't expect these people to be earlier than him. Through the crowd, he could only vaguely see the situation in the martial arts training hall, glimpsing the shadows of a few swords, and the rest couldn't see anything clearly.

Although he hadn't been able to see the full picture of the Desperate Sword Formation, he knew the Sword Formation better than most of the people present.

The Desperate Sword Formation is not simple, it is composed of twenty-one swords, one of which is the main sword, and the rest of the swords are subordinate swords, and the main swords are subordinate to the swords, and they work together to deal with the enemy. The main sword of the Desperate Sword Formation is called the "Supreme Sword", the name of the sword is very domineering, and the grade is also very high, just like the Zichu Sword, it is also a top-grade sword.

This supreme sword is the first high-grade sword forged by the sword slave, and it was before casting this sword that he made an oath to the heavens to respect the sword, so this sword has a special meaning for him and has always stayed by his side. The sword spirit of the Supreme Sword is arrogant and arrogant, and likes to be respected, so he is also happy to accept the sword slave, a person who respects the sword.

The desperate sword array dominated by the supreme sword can produce a kind of resonance, condensing a big wave of monstrous momentum, once people get close, they will be affected by this momentum, it is difficult to move an inch, the weak will be damaged, and immediately retreat, only the strong can break the waves and move forward, resist this forcing momentum.

The power of the sword array is far more than that, in addition to the momentum, the arranger can also use his own internal force to urge the sword array, control these swords to volley and hurt the enemy, and the end is extremely powerful.

This sword formation is just like a sword move, there are offensive paths, there are also defensive ways, there are degrees of offense and defense, and there are rules and methods. These twenty-one swords seem to be indiscriminately inserted into the ground, but in fact, they imply mysteries, and there are differences in strength and weakness. I want to pass through the encirclement of these twenty-one swords. There are three paths to choose from. A way out. A lost, a dead end.

The safest way to survive is also the narrowest, and one wrong step is also doomed. Getting lost is the most complicated and varied, and you can get dizzy when you walk in. The dead end is the most dangerous, it seems to be a good road, but it is a dangerous trap to walk into.

The three paths in the sword formation are intertwined. Hidden killing machine, so he took the name of a desperate sword array, which is really worthy of the name.

Zhao Zheng knew how to walk the life path, but even if he took this life road, it was just a little safer than the other two roads. If he could, he still wanted to exchange the imperial wine for a token, so that he could be at ease.

In the bustling crowd, there was finally a young man who couldn't bear it, he pushed through the crowd and strode to the door of the martial arts training hall. He hugged his fist at the sword slave and called out to his seniors. Then he reported to his home and expressed his willingness to break into the sword formation. This young man's voice is very loud, but his name is not bright at all, and no one knows him.

The sword slave observed the young man, and when he saw that the age was eligible, he beckoned: "If you want to break into the formation, you can come in, but there is a word first, you are not allowed to use martial arts moves when you break into the formation, let alone jump high, you are only allowed to rely on your own cultivation to move forward, and I will not attack you in the way of internal force imperial sword, you can rest assured and boldly move forward." ”

"The juniors have seen others break into the battle before, and they understand these rules, please rest assured." The young man replied respectfully.

"In that case, I won't talk nonsense, if you have any ability, just use it." As he spoke, the sword slave swung out a single palm and slapped it on the supreme sword in front of him, pouring internal force into it.

Urged by the internal force, the Supreme Sword immediately emitted a golden light, and then trembled back and forth, and the other twenty swords also trembled after a while. Twenty-one swords joined forces with the same qi, releasing a fierce momentum, rising from the ground and filling the entire martial arts training hall. No wonder the sword slave chose a slightly smaller martial arts training hall, it turned out to make the momentum more condensed and powerful.

The martial arts training hall, which was still calm just now, suddenly had a strong wind, and the strong wind blew out of the door, pushing the people outside the door back again and again, squinting their eyes one by one, and it was difficult to open them.

The young man who broke into the battle bore the brunt of the blow, and was blown back a step, he quickly gritted his teeth and stabilized the next plate, which withstood this strong wind.

The sword slave glanced at the young man's lower plate, shook his head slightly, and then took off the wine gourd at his waist, bit open the lid, and took a big sip.

The young man gritted his teeth and stepped forward, resisting the strong wind coming from nowhere, and walked between the two swords that were far away.

Zhao Zheng stood in the distance, looking at everything in his eyes, and sighed secretly for this young man.

This young man doesn't know the details, and he is walking a dead end, not to mention an ordinary martial artist, even if a five-fold heavenly martial artist takes this dead end, it is hopeless.

Sure enough, the young man had just taken two steps, and the road that originally seemed to be the easiest to pass suddenly had a strange change, and under the urging of the sword slave, several swords flew straight out of the ground, and then quickly fell, changing the overall layout of the sword formation. Two of the swords happened to fall in front of the young man, almost severing his nose, causing him to scream in fright.

After the layout of the sword formation changed, the road in front of the young man suddenly became much more difficult, there were swords in all directions, and the wind was even colder, blowing him staggering and unsteady on his feet. He took another step forward, between two adjacent swords, and it was as if he had stepped into a valley between them, with crags on both sides and a whirring mountain wind on the front!

The young man was forced to stop where he was, unable to move any further. He was unwilling, and wanted to take another step forward several times, but he couldn't succeed. After several resistances, his body was injured by the strong wind, his chest was overturned, and a salty smell also appeared in his throat.

"Alright, that's it. Don't force yourself anymore, with your Triple Heaven cultivation, even if you fight for your life, you won't be able to walk through this sword formation. The sword slave didn't want to hurt the young man's body, and he didn't want to waste his efforts in vain, so he slapped the Supreme Sword again, changing the direction of the strong wind in the sword array.

The young man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he was carried up by the strong wind in the sword array, flew straight out of the door, fell into the crowd, and was caught by the big guy. A streak of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, apparently with some internal injuries. He failed to break into the battle, only to feel a little embarrassed, and after being put on the ground by everyone, he threw a thank you, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and left the crowd in a hurry.

And that's just the beginning, and as time goes on, more people will fail and miss out on tokens. The only ones who can succeed are those rising stars who are extremely talented and have no lack of perseverance.

Zhao Zheng sent away the young man who failed in the battle with his eyes, and gave birth to a little sympathy, the world only saw the brilliance of the winner, but rarely paid attention to the gloom of the loser.

He sighed to himself, withdrew his gaze, and began to look around, looking for a better place to watch. Just as he was looking around, a coquettish voice sounded: "Zhao Zheng! Zhao Zheng! (To be continued......)