Unlike the young man before, Xin Ling had chosen a different path forward, and it was obvious that he had already learned some tricks about this sword formation through his observations just now.

This step is to get lost.

Seeing this, the sword slave chuckled, twisted his palm hard, and the direction of the strong wind in the sword formation changed, and three swords rose from the ground, one of which fell behind Xin Ling, and the other two fell in front of Xin Ling, making the way forward two more and more complicated.

The strong wind was blowing, blowing the hem of Xin Ling's clothes to hunt and hunt, he stared at the road ahead against the strong wind, this short distance of a few zhang, under the arrangement of twenty-one swords, gave birth to infinite wonderful changes! If you were a different person, you would definitely be dazzled when you saw such a complex sword formation. But Xin Ling is different, he is a member of the Taishan faction, and he has learned a sword formation that is prevalent in the Taishan faction, so he has a certain understanding of the sword formation, and he is not a layman.

One law, ten thousand laws, I have learned a sword formation, and then I see other sword formations, and I can more or less see through some doorways.

After observing the spot for a moment, Xin Ling selected a seemingly weak path from the many paths, and strode forward, passing through the gap between the two swords.

The sword slave nodded slightly, as if he was approving, but he didn't show any mercy in his hand, he was still vigorously outputting his internal force, and the strong wind in the sword array almost formed a substance, advancing layer by layer in the direction where Xin Ling was.

Xin Ling's clothes were blown up by the wind, and his sleeves were puffed up into balls, but his body was not defeated by the strong wind, and he was still walking under his feet! I saw him advancing in the wind in the sword formation, and sometimes changing direction, moving to the left and right instead. It's a way to avoid those strong winds. Look for opportunities to take advantage of.

The sword slave was not idle here. In addition to infusing the sword array with internal force, he also often changed the layout of the sword array, under his careful arrangement, Xin Ling's side of the sword became more and more numerous, and the path to choose became more and more complicated, becoming like a labyrinth, and this is the power of "getting lost"!

"Oops! Why do I feel like I'm standing still? Xin Ling took a few steps and measured the distance between himself and the sword slave with his naked eye. I found that it didn't shorten much, it seems to have been tricked by the sword array, and I have been circling in place! He looked around, and the overlapping swords vaguely turned into small paths, stretching endlessly into the distance, crisscrossing each other, extremely complex.

Not so long ago, he could choose a path to follow from the sword formation, but now there are so many paths to choose from that he can't start. I stood there for a while, as if I was a lost person.

"Xinling boy. Tell me, what should people do if they get lost? Seeing that Xin Ling had not moved for a long time, the sword slave asked playfully.

"We should cut through all the obstacles and open a way out." Xin Ling replied.

"What if you don't have a guy to work with, or someone won't let you use a guy to get out of the way?"

"Then identify the direction and keep going in one direction, no matter how far this road is, there will be a time to go out."

The sword slave smiled but did not answer, and did not go further.

Xin Ling was inspired and suddenly realized that since he didn't have the ability to see through the fog, he could only choose one way to go to the dark.

He identified a direction and walked straight forward, passing through the cold and glittering Killing Sword Forest. The swords in front of them were drawn one after another, changing the layout, blocking the way ahead, and increasing the blowing of the strong wind. He gritted his teeth and walked through the narrow gap against the strong wind, and his whole body ached from the strong wind, as if many knives had slashed through his body.

Just listened to the sound of "popping" a few times, and the dark robe on Xin Ling's body appeared with openings, all of which were flat and straight, like a knife!

Xin Ling gritted his teeth and continued to move forward, no longer following the complicated path in the sword formation, treating it as nothing, just blindly moving forward.

In this way, he finally shortened the distance between him and the sword slave even further, all the way to the position of nearly two-thirds.

The strong wind in front of me has become more urgent, even Xin Ling has been blown with difficulty, and there are more and more openings on his clothes, and if he goes any further, I am afraid that his skin will be torn!

Xin Ling's face was fierce, not only did he not retreat, but he aroused his fighting spirit.

He is a person who is good at using a fast sword, has an impatient personality, and seeing that victory is in sight, he simply forced his internal force out and collided with the strong wind in front of him.

A verdant light shone out from the surface of his body, facing the strong wind, and with a sharp momentum, the strong wind was split alive!

Jian Nu said that it was forbidden to use martial arts, but he did not say that it was forbidden to use internal force to protect oneself, and this kind of action was not illegal. Moreover, if you want to break through this sword formation, it is impossible not to use internal force.

Xin Ling used his internal force to split a path, and the wind pressure on his body decreased sharply, he seized the opportunity and walked a few steps forward quickly, further shortening the distance, and was only a few steps away from the dry old man of the sword slave.

The closer the two sides are, the smaller the space for swords, and such a small area cannot be used to lay out too complex roads.

The sword slave simplified the complex, no longer played with those twists and turns, and directly recruited all the swords back, arranged a trapezoidal road, and aimed the wide side at Xin Ling.

This trapezoidal sword array is like a shrinking valley, and the more you go inside, the stronger the wind becomes!

The next competition has no skills at all, the test is the pure internal force is thin, the internal force is not enough people, will inevitably be blown backwards, only people with strong internal force can go against the wind!

Xin Ling no longer had any reservations, forcing out all the internal forces in his body, forming a sharp edge shaped like a sword, splitting the strong wind, and moving forward with difficulty. He only felt that it was getting more and more difficult to walk, as if he was about to be blown away by the wind at any time, and the green internal force bursting out of his body was also swaying, becoming extremely unstable.

"Oops, I can't hold on." Xin Ling sighed secretly, feeling unwilling in his heart, but at this moment, the strong wind blocking in front of him suddenly dispersed and disappeared without a trace. He felt the pressure on his body drop sharply, and when he looked closely, it turned out that he had already stood in front of the Supreme Sword, and he was only a step away from it, and he had even smelled the smell of wine wafting from the sword slave!

"Xin Ling boy, congratulations on becoming the first person to break through the sword formation, this token is yours." The sword slave said as he reached into the sword box beside him. A copper-colored token was snatched out of it. Throw it to Xin Ling.

Xin Ling took it and took a look. The token is engraved with a row of dented red letters: Zi Chu Qualification Plate.

"This token is specially made by Sword Forge Villa, it can't be imitated, and it's useless to imitate it, I will remember who got this token, and only those who got it from me are eligible to participate in the fight. This will prevent others from counterfeiting, and it will also prevent others from snatching the tokens in the hands of those of you who are successful. You can now take your token to Sword Forge Villa, where you can wait for the tournament to begin. Of course, you can also choose to stay. Once all the tokens have been distributed, follow me to Sword Forged Villa. This way, you can use this time to see who has gotten the token, so that you know who you are. In short, whether you go or stay, it's all up to you. The sword slave explained.

"Thank you seniors for making it perfect!" Xin Ling was overjoyed, held the token tightly, and saluted the sword slave again.

"Okay, I won't say more, you get the token and retreat. I'll have to rearrange the Dead End Sword Formation. The sword slave waved his hand, grabbed the wine gourd, and took another big sip.

Xin Ling is also a man of few words. Without being verbose, he left happily with the token. The people outside saw him come out. congratulated him one after another, and he returned the salute one by one, not daring to lose the courtesy. It didn't take long for the people of the Taishan faction to crowd up, surround him in the middle, and the stars held the moon and left here with him, presumably to go back to the master to ask for merit.

Xin Ling became the first person to get the token, and won a lot of praise, winning a lot of praise and fighting for the Tarzan faction.

The Taishan faction and the Three Swords Sect have always had a gap, seeing the Taishan faction showing their faces, the people of the Three Swords Sect have scoffed at this, and many people have said that because they are swordsmen, they don't bother to fight for any swords, otherwise it will not be the turn of the Taishan faction to come out on top. Of course, the Taishan faction didn't like to hear this kind of talk, and it almost caused a fight again, because they didn't fight because they were afraid of Luoshu Villa.

The whole process, the people on the kiosk all saw it, only the process of breaking into the battle was not completely seen.

After reading it, everyone naturally wants to comment.

"This fast sword Xin Ling really has some ability, he was the first to successfully break through and won the token, it seems that there is a successor to the Taishan faction."

"At a young age, he has already reached the realm of the Five Heavens, which is indeed not ordinary, looking at the entire rivers and lakes, I am afraid there are few people who can have this talent. In my opinion, he has a good chance of winning the ring and getting that first sword. ”

"Hehe, I have a different opinion from you, he has the ability to do it, but it is impossible to defeat all the fighters and obtain the Zichu Sword. The reason why he was able to get the token first was only because the number of people who came to this mountain villa to celebrate his birthday was limited, how many young people could there be among the hundreds of people below? The high-grade sword is extremely precious, and when the news is released, it will naturally attract rising stars from all over the rivers and lakes to gather here. There are mountains outside the mountains, there are people outside the people, and the young people who are stronger than Xin Ling on the rivers and lakes are still there from generation to generation. ”

"Oh? Tell me, which of the juniors who are good at using swords can beat Xin Ling? ”

"That's a lot, I'll just cite two people, one of whom is the son of the Sword Master. Zheng Wou-Ki, the other person is the Yin Yang Swordsman. Kong Yunjie, these two are all young, and they specialize in swordsmanship, after hearing the news of Zichu Sword, they will definitely rush here to participate in the competition. ”

"I've heard of these two people, and I've heard that they are both geniuses among geniuses, and junjie among junjie. After you say this, it is really difficult to determine who will win this ring competition, and there is a good show to watch now. ”

"Although it is a group of juniors you fight for me, but it is really interesting, it is estimated that someone will set up a game to gamble soon, you and I will try our luck by betting on two bets."

The two martial arts masters on the small pavilion discussed the matter of competing for Zichu Sword, and the sentences fell into Zhao Zheng's ears, Zhao Zheng nodded secretly, these two people said the truth, and guessed accurately.

In the list of those competing for the first sword, there is indeed the son of the sword master. Zheng Wou-Ki and the Yin and Yang Swordsman. Kong Yunjie and the two, and both of them are extremely powerful opponents, all of them have entered the top four, and their strength is even above that of the fast sword Xin Ling just now.

These two young people's pride in the sky will become Zhao Zheng's fierce rival for the Zichu Sword in the future, and it is extremely difficult to deal with.

As for the establishment of the gambling game, it was also guessed by the two of them. This kind of event, which is full of variables, will of course be favored by those who open gambling houses, and it will not be long before many related gambling games will be opened.

Wait until then. Zhao Zheng must make a big bet on himself. With his current reputation. The odds are bound to be very high. If he can win, he will make a lot of money.

Zhao Zheng continued to stay on the second floor of the pavilion, watching the situation in the martial arts training hall, as time went by, new people came to the pavilion one after another, and some people chose to leave one after another. The sword array laid by the sword slave is very attractive to the martial artists with low cultivation and the martial artists who have the heart to break into the formation. But for those martial arts masters, the attraction is very small, and these people are not interested in looking at it.

After the quick sword Xin Ling, there were people who participated in the battle one after another, but they all failed without exception. People who are young and have a very high cultivation level are only a few after all.

Unknowingly, at noon, Baili Liancheng stood with sore legs, and was hungry, so he said goodbye to Zhao Zheng and Zihuan, claiming that he was going to the chef to order a few delicious dishes. When the meal was ready, he sent someone over and invited them to dinner.

Hundreds of miles of city hurried downstairs. Not long after he left, another man shouted to break into battle.

"Damn, why did you wait for a long time, but only one person succeeded. Isn't it just a little windy, what's so difficult to break through? You have a big eye on the tricks, see how I break into the battle, learn from me, and ensure that you can break through one by one. A big old and rough voice sounded, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone around, and everyone looked at it and found that it was a black-faced man with five big and three thick faces.

The man was shirtless, with a swarthy chest, not very good-looking, with a bear face, a stiff beard, and a thin pigtail at the back of his head, which stretched to his waist. On his back, he carried a blunt sword like an iron rod. This blunt sword was also black like his master, with a metallic luster on the surface, and it looked like it weighed more than a hundred pounds, but it was not light.

As the saying goes, the sword is light and agile, and the general sword is very light, like a thick sword like a life sword is rare, and the black blunt sword carried by the strong man is several times heavier than the one life sword, which is simply out of the category of the sword, and it is simply a big iron rod.

When Zhao Zheng saw this person, his eyes were awe-inspiring, because this person, like Xin Ling, was also one of the future fighters.

"This man is too ugly, how can he look like a black bear." Zihuan commented with a smile.

"You can't judge people by their appearance, don't look at him ugly, but his ability is not small, not weaker than the fast sword Xin Ling just now." Zhao Zheng's eyes burned.

"What, do you recognize him?"

"Well, his name is Tie Niu, like me, he is not very famous in the rivers and lakes, he is a muddy person, I don't know how to get into this villa."

"How do you recognize him if he's not famous?"

"It's just a coincidence, it's just a coincidence." Zhao Zheng casually prevaricated a reason.

As he spoke, the iron bull had already made great strides into the martial arts training hall, and his heavy footsteps trampled the ground with a thud. He stood still at the door and shouted at the top of his voice: "Old man, I'm here to break through the formation, you quickly set up the formation, and see how I broke your bird formation." ”

Other juniors are respectful when they see their predecessors, how dare they talk so nonsense, if they are replaced by other martial arts masters, they have to be angry, but the sword slave has always been an informal person, and he didn't care too much, but he felt that the reckless man in front of him was very interesting.

"How old are you to come here to join in the fun, isn't it clearly written on the sign at the door, only those under the age of twenty-five are eligible to break into the battle, I think you look like you're almost thirty, right?" The sword slave smiled.

"Thirty eggs, I'm only nineteen this year, it's just that I'm growing too fast, and I just look old." Tie Niu said and grabbed the pigtail at the back of his head and shook it, "I saw this pigtail, when my mother gave birth to me, I asked the fortune teller to tell a hexagram, and the fortune teller said that there was a disaster in my life, and it was not easy to feed, and if I wanted to avoid the disaster, I had to keep a pigtail and raise it as a girl, so my mother left such a pigtail for me." The fortune teller said that he could not cut off the pigtails until he was twenty years old. This pigtail is proof that I am not yet twenty years old. ”

This iron bull is a reckless man with pigtails is funny in itself, and when he says this, it is even more funny, making the crowd outside laugh.

As soon as Tie Niu heard that others were laughing at him, he turned around angrily and scolded: "What are you laughing at, haven't you ever seen a man with pigtails?" ”

The people outside laughed even harder.

The sword slave was also amused and asked, "Are you really only nineteen years old?" ”

"Of course, if I don't change my name or surname, I'm nineteen years old." Iron Bull patted his chest.

"Talking about your age, why did you get your name again, you really don't have a margin to speak." The sword slave smiled and shook his head, then looked at the people at the door, "Do you think he looks like he is nineteen years old?" If you say that he is like, then I will promise to let him break through, this time the decision is in your hands, I am an old man, old eyes are dizzy, and people are not allowed to see. ”

Most of the people outside are watching the excitement, and they don't care about the real age of Tie Niu, and they only hope that Tie Niu can participate in the battle, and then meet a gray face and make a little foreign appearance, which is interesting.

"I think he looks quite young, he should be nineteen years old, you can believe him."

"That's right, that's right, how can anyone in their early twenties still have pigtails."

"I don't think he's nineteen, he's five or six, and he's probably wearing open crotch pants underneath!"

These people outside coaxed together, and almost all of them claimed to believe that Tie Niu was only nineteen years old, and they were eager to vouch for Tie Niu. These people only think it's funny to say this, and the purpose of saying this is not out of good intentions, but it indirectly fulfills the iron bull, and it can be said that bad intentions do good things.

"Well, since you all believe that he is only nineteen years old this year, then I don't have anything to say." The sword slave clapped his hand on the supreme sword, urged the sword formation, and then beckoned to the silly-looking iron bull, "If you can break through the sword formation, you will be allowed to go to the Sword Forge Villa to participate in the ring competition." But I can warn you, you can't come nonsense when you break into battle, and you can't use martial arts, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword. ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't use martial arts, I don't know much martial arts anyway, but I want to ask, can you pull out the sword you stuck in the ground when you break into the battle?" Iron Bull asked assumedly. (To be continued......)

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