Chapter 165: The Decisive Battle in the Sword Prison
On the originally empty life and death ring, with the martial sword chanting spells and casting spells, silver sword lights rose from the ground!
It seems that countless spiritual powers have turned into translucent long sword phantoms, forming a cage of "swords" around Fu Yang!
imprisoned both him and Wu Jian.
All of a sudden, half of the ring was full of sword shadows shuttling, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal. The scene is amazing!
Although the power contained in each sword shadow alone is not large, it may not even be able to kill ordinary people, and at most stab them.
But there are at least one or two hundred sword shadows here, and when the enemy is trapped and can't escape, they can pile up the opponent to death with a number of piles......
Rumble!!!
The crowd of people watching around instantly exploded.
"This ...... What kind of spell is this? Looks too gorgeous, right? ”
"Yes! It looks very impressive. Can such an indiscriminate covering attack be carried out? ”
Everyone was talking, and even the black-faced enforcer who was suspended in the air watching the battle and acting as a referee stared.
"Didn't you see? This is called the Beidou Sword Prison, and it is a very famous sword move in the Laoshan Sword Formation, which is integrated into the formation. It's a secret that doesn't pass on! Only the core disciples of Laoshan have the opportunity to learn again. You have to be in the realm of a real person to try it reluctantly, and if you really want to exert your power, you need at least four real people to exert it. ”
There are some well-informed people who explain this gorgeous Taoist technique of martial arts to the people who eat melons.
It once again attracted a sigh of amazement: the Daomen giant really has a profound heritage!
This Beidou Sword Prison is actually based on Jian Gang and arranges small formations. Each formation is connected with each other, and the sword intent is connected.
In the end, they are interlocking and become this cage-like "Beidou Sword Prison"!
It's just that the time it takes to prepare this sword formation is too long, time-consuming, and laborious.
On weekdays, if you are really desperate with demons and bad guys, who will stand there stupidly and wait for you to set up a sword array?
It is only possible to play it when it is a duel in this kind of ring and the opponent is completely defenseless!
Wu Jian deliberately pretended to be provoked by Xiong Ye, which made Fu Yang relax his vigilance, thinking that he was attacking indiscriminately in an orderly manner. In fact, this guy secretly laid out small sword formations, and finally formed the Beidou Sword Prison!
Under the ring, Xiong Ye and Ah Huang jumped straight to their feet.
Master Xiong's two little short legs kicked all the stones around him and flew around, but there was no way to do it.
If you look closely, you will find that the dead fat cat's mouth moves quickly one by one, obviously spraying foul language......
The two undisciplined guys also secretly gestured with their hands and feet, deciding that if Fu Yang really couldn't bear it later, his life would be worried, even if he risked breaking the rules of the ghost market and being hunted down. also want to come to the stage to intervene, save him and run away together......
Big deal, go find Vikko's shelter!
Although, doing this kind of hurts a man's self-esteem. But if it's really critical, I can't care about much.
"Let's wait and see, maybe, Xiao Yoko will create a miracle?"
Ah Huang thought silently, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.
In the ring, in the "cage" surrounded by translucent sword shadows, Wu Jian and Fu Yang were two feet apart from each other.
After the initial shock and panic passed, Fu Yang had calmed down. looked at Wu Jian indifferently: "Laoshan disciple, it's really a good means!" If it weren't for your domineering personality, I would have wanted to hug your thighs......"
At this moment, the martial sword was already clenched with both hands in the stainless steel magic sword in his hand, and his chest fell together. Obviously, maintaining this "Beidou Sword Prison" requires a huge amount of energy.
"I am the leader of the younger generation of Laoshan and the leader of the entire supernatural world! A folk wild boy like you actually toast and don't eat and drink. Can you blame me? I won't kill you if you lose, cut off your finger, give me the gourd, and you can get out! ”
Oh? Don't kill me?
Fu Yang was stunned.
He didn't expect this guy to have a bit of a conscience. I didn't really want to kill. It is estimated that he is spoiled on Laoshan on weekdays.
"However, I am stubborn. Until the end, I won't admit defeat! Let me try your Laoshan Divine Passage Method? ”
Fu Yang said as he stretched out his hand to draw talismans in the air!
This time, he was actually drawing different spell trajectories with his left and right hands!
Wu Jian was stunned. Unbelievable.
Being able to "draw talismans in the air and instantaneously launch the Dao technique" before he was conferred was already a genius of cultivation no less than his. Not to mention this guy...... Can you use both hands to draw different spells at the same time?
This is a demon!
If he knew that Fu Yang had actually started cultivating for more than three months, it was estimated that his eyes would pop out.
"No matter how talented you are, you have to kneel down and admit defeat under my Laoshan supernatural powers!"
Wu Jian burst into a shout, and his heart moved.
Immediately, the sword shadows that formed the "cage" around flew out more than a dozen, and shot at Fu Yang in a 360-degree encirclement.
As soon as Fu Yang's footsteps moved, he immediately dodged in all directions, but it was useless.
In this "sword prison" that completely trapped him, a sword shadow could fly out of any place to attack him.
It's impossible to hide!
"Maoshan shields, protect me!"
All this was only two seconds, and the "Shield Spell" in Fu Yang's left hand had already been cast. Suddenly, a shadow resembling the thick iron-clad shield of the ancient army flashed around.
The dozen or so sharp sword shadows seemed to be blocked by something, and they couldn't stab him anymore if they were still half a foot away.
At the same time, the offensive Dao Talisman in Fu Yang's right hand was ready, and he was attacking towards the martial sword in front of him!
"Maoshan summons the gods, the giant spirit fingers!"
A transparent phantom in the shape of a huge person's index finger appeared, instantly passing a distance of several meters, crushing and blasting towards the martial sword.
"It's useless, in my Beidou Sword Prison. All attacks are automatically defended. ”
He sneered and didn't move. Dozens of magic sword phantoms immediately flew out of the nearby "cage", colliding with each other and rubbing against each other, making a metallic sonorous sound like a real sword!
formed a circular "sword and shield" in front of it......
Rumble!!!
There was a deafening bang.
The djinn blasted through these sword shadows with a single finger, but it still didn't dissipate, and continued to move forward.
Wu Jian's face changed!
At such a close distance, he could only rely on the steel magic sword in his hand, and when he swung it, the sword gang attached to it crisscrossed again. Only then did Fu Yang's "Giant Spirit Finger" finally twist into pieces.
He himself was sweating profusely, and the elegant hosta on his head had long since fallen off, and his hair was scattered; The robes on his body were also a little torn.
In fact, as long as the martial sword dodged quickly just now and continued to fight against the giant spirit with the power of the sword prison, maybe it wouldn't be so embarrassed.
But why didn't he hide?
It's not that I don't want to, but I can't...... (2nd Update)