Yes.

Zhang Qingfeng is just tempting.

In the face of the four Nine Realm powerhouses who were proficient in cooperation and good at joining forces against the enemy, and even the Sword Immortal Eastern Saint Capital fell into their hands, Zhang Qingfeng, no matter how strong his strength was, he would not dare to make a rash move without figuring out the opponent's strength and the techniques he was good at.

The Ten Thousand Swords Great Array was broken, it was not that Zhang Qingfeng deliberately released water, but that the Great Array was indeed broken through a big hole by the joint efforts of the four people.

But Zhang Qingfeng's resistance to this was a bit deliberate.

It is not difficult to fill the loopholes in the big array.

He used three hundred swords, only nine swords, and the loophole left was to deliberately lure the strong man in the north to attack, because he wanted to lock the accurate location hidden by the opponent from the trajectory and aura fluctuations of the opponent's shot, and look for an opportunity to hit hard.

Although the strong people in the north rarely made a move, and they didn't even say a word from beginning to end, and the breath fluctuations in the north were also the weakest, but his intuition reminded Zhang Qingfeng that the strongest of the four was this silent hammer master.

After the previous two hammers, Zhang Qingfeng did not capture the other party's position.

He deliberately left a loophole in the sword formation, just to create the illusion that the other party was vulnerable, and now, the goal has been achieved!

Three hundred swords, three hundred completely different sword intents.

A mysterious and complicated rune was discharged in the sky, and the flames generated by the friction between the sword body and the air made this rune emit a dazzling white light, and the entire night sky was illuminated in the color of day.

The white light lasts for a very short time, because the direction of its flight is the thick black cloud in mid-air, and once the dazzling light enters the black cloud, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, being swallowed up and submerged in an instant.

The fist of the East is gone.

The dagger of the West is gone.

The straw man in the south looked up at the sky.

The whole world fell silent.

Countless pairs of eyes looked at the black clouds in the sky in the direction of the rune's disappearance.

Time seemed to stand still in this instant.

Squeak!

Suddenly, there was a tooth-aching sound of metal grinding in the depths of the clouds.

Then there was a muffled crash.

Then, under the gaze of countless powerhouses in Thousand Blade City, a huge arm that was a hundred meters long broke through the black clouds and fell towards the ground.

At the moment when the arm broke through the clouds, an incredible exclamation sounded almost simultaneously in the east, west, and south directions.

"It can't be!"

"The fourth child is actually injured?"

"How could he find the body of the fourth child!"

Zhang Qingfeng, who won the first blow, did not show the joy of the victor on his face.

Looking at the half arm that was thicker than the body of the little black dragon, he frowned, and when he figured out the identity of the other party, a solemn look appeared on his face for the first time.

"How could it be so, how could it be it?"

Zhang Qingfeng stood at the pinnacle of the continent's cultivation world thousands of years ago, and in his five hundred years of career, he didn't know how many incredible things he had seen, and after being reincarnated, he regained his status in less than five years, and once again stepped into the Nine Realms, looking at the entire continent, the things that could make him really feel surprised could almost be said to be non-existent.

But the mysterious powerhouse hidden in the clouds caused an uproar in Zhang Qingfeng's heart.

Because it wasn't a human at all, it was a cloud beast.

This cloud beast Zhang Qingfeng had seen before, to be precise, his sculptures and portraits.

On the gate tower of the former Sword Immortal City, its sculpture was used as a protector to guard the four city gates, and its identity was a genuine quasi-divine beast!

Of course, just a quasi-divine beast was not enough to surprise Zhang Qingfeng, what surprised him was that as far as he knew, there was only one cloud beast on the mainland, and it was the war pet and mount of the Sword Immortal Dongfang Saint!

......

......

The Eastern Saint is dead.

From the words of the Ancestor of the Black Witch Clan before.

Zhang Qingfeng heard that he died under the joint efforts of the four of them, that is to say, this cloud beast war pet that was supposed to live and die with Dongfang Saint also played the role of executioner!

Zhang Qingfeng didn't know what happened back then, why the cloud beast that was supposed to protect the master to the death became an accomplice to kill the master.

But for whatever reason, this is not good news.

Not to mention that the Cloud Beast may be the only existence in the world that knows the method of breaking the formation of the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array, just because it is infinitely reborn and cannot be killed at all, the racial talent that pushes Zhang Qingfeng into a desperate situation of defeat and invincibility.

No wonder the previous attacks were silent.

It's no wonder that it can accurately find the weakest link in a sword formation that has no holes to drill into.

Looking at the 'arm' that turned into a black mist and rose back into the air before it landed, Zhang Qingfeng realized for the first time the hardships of this battle.

"It seems that we have to be prepared for a long fight. ”

If it were someone else, after seeing the embarrassing situation of this battle, he might choose to break through and escape, but Zhang Qingfeng not only did not run, but turned around and whispered to the fat monk and the little black dragon.

"Big brother, how to fight, I listen to you!"

Although the fat monk didn't know what was going on in the clouds, he had always been obedient to Zhang Qingfeng, and he nodded without thinking about it, ready to fight to the death.

Xiaoxue also listens to her brother. ”

The little black dragon was holding the coiled spear, although his face was slightly pale due to excessive physical exertion, but his eyes were full of war intent.

In the next battle, as Zhang Qingfeng expected, although the three Black Witch Clan Ancestors' attacks were ferocious, relying on the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Array, they never let the opponent's attack rush into the Circle for half a step.

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In these three days of endless fighting, more than half of the tens of thousands of swords in the Ten Thousand Swords Array were destroyed, except for the cloud beast that was recognized by Zhang Qingfeng, the other three Black Witch Clan ancestors were all injured under Zhang Qingfeng's counterattack.

The attack coordination of the four top powerhouses is still perfect, but Zhang Qingfeng's Ten Thousand Swords Array is incredibly powerful, and if this trend continues, even if it lasts for a few years, it seems that he doesn't want to distinguish the winner from the loser.

But the reality is not as rosy as it seems.

The three days of sleepless fighting were obvious to Zhang Qingfeng.

The heroic and resolute face also showed a look of exhaustion that was difficult to hide.

"Big brother, these swords ......"

On the morning of the fifth day, looking at the remaining more than 3,000 swords around, the fat monk became a little worried.

The Ten Thousand Swords Great Array is to use the sword to arrange the array, if all the swords are destroyed, this formation will be invalid.

"Sword?" Zhang Qingfeng glanced at the fat monk, instantly understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "It's not easy to ask for a sword?

With the voice, Zhang Qingfeng waved his sleeves, and hundreds of flying swords flew out of his sleeves, and in just a dozen breaths, they filled up the previous battle damage.

"Bastard, how many swords did he bring!"

An angry curse came from the western sky, and it was obvious that the Black Witch Clan Ancestor was hit by the endless flying sword qi in Zhang Qingfeng's sleeve.