Before entering the Blackwater Swamp, Zhang Qingfeng had made preparations for three months.

During these three months, in addition to refining the elixir, he also prepared some swords that he kept as a backup.

The divine blades that Yin Bing'er had collected over the past thousand years, as well as the sharp weapons that Zhang Qingfeng had treasured thousands of years ago, had all been brought out by him.

Zhang Qingfeng had more than a dozen storage artifacts on his body alone, and the storage space of each piece was several times or even dozens of times that of the Xuankong Ring.

No one knows how many swords are hidden in these storage vessels.

When the fat monk saw that the sword array had returned to its previous peak state, Le's mouth couldn't close, and he understood what Zhang Qingfeng's protracted battle a few days ago meant.

With such a big brother, there are really surprises everywhere.

One person controls a sword formation and resists so many masters, and the huge consumption is naturally needless to say.

And at this time, the elixir that Zhang Qingfeng had refined for three months finally had a place to use.

Looking at Zhang Qingfeng, who had quickly returned to his peak state after a bottle of pills went down, the fat monk suddenly had a feeling that as long as the pills were enough, he could even fight here until the end of his life.

A month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past month, the masters of the Black Witch Clan have launched a crazy onslaught on the sword formation, except for the four ancestors, the magic witch group on the ground, together with the masters and powerhouses of the royal family and the thirteen tribes, all went out to attack the sword formation in turn.

For Zhang Qingfeng, ordinary masters are not enough to pose any threat.

But there are too many ants, and they can bite elephants to death, and the black witch clan's deadly crowd tactics actually have only one purpose, which is to consume!

Another month has passed in a flash.

On this day, after repelling the siege of a group of 'ants', Zhang Qingfeng called the fat monk and the little black dragon in front of him.

"Almost. Zhang Qingfeng's expression was calm, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, "It's time to fight back." ”

"Counterattack?" Xiao Heilong's eyes lit up, "Great! Staying in the sword formation all day, Xiao Xue is going to suffocate to death, brother, where do I fight?"

The fat monk was also very excited, and said, "Big brother, could it be that you have found a way to kill those four Black Witch Clan Ancestors?"

has been with Zhang Qingfeng for a long time, even a stone can cultivate a bit of spirituality.

In the past two months, although Zhang Qingfeng did not say it explicitly, the fat monk observed his words and deduced that he could not defend the sword formation, and it was not just as simple as passive defense.

Zhang Qingfeng nodded: "Although I am not very sure, there will not be much progress if I continue to consume it, come, take this." ”

Zhang Qingfeng took out two palm-sized small swords, gave one to the little black dragon and the fat monk, and said: "When your life is in danger, crush them, and you will fight for a while, I am afraid that I will not be able to take care of you." ”

His eyes fell on the fat monk: "Second fool, protect Xiaoxue, I only have one chance to make a move this time, once I miss, I will be besieged by them and trapped in a Jedi, and I won't be able to take care of you at that time." ”

The fat monk's face froze, knowing that the situation was serious, he nodded solemnly: "Big brother, don't worry, I will use my life to protect the dragon girl!"

The little black dragon only has seven realms, and there is no shortage of masters in the eight realms of the black witch clan, in the melee, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents, and even Zhang Qingfeng can't guarantee whether he can survive or not, so he has to prepare for the worst.

After a few more words, Zhang Qingfeng moved.

He first looked around, then raised his foot and stepped on the ground slightly, and the tens of thousands of swords around him suddenly flew into the sky as if they wanted to live!

As soon as the sword moved, the sword array was self-defeating, and the ten thousand flying swords all pointed to the eastern void, turning into thousands of rainbows and shooting out!

At the same time, Zhang Qingfeng had disappeared on the spot, stepped on a flying sword, and rushed out ten miles away in an instant.

"Oh no, he's going to run!"

There was an exclamation in mid-air, and a ten-meter-long dagger suddenly appeared in Zhang Qingfeng's back heart and slashed out.

Zhang Qingfeng, who was standing on the flying sword, snorted coldly, and with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, a flying sword met the dagger, and with the help of the moment the dagger was blocked, the person flew out of ten miles again.

Ten thousand flying swords, traversing the sky, leaving behind a gorgeous tail of light, the scene was spectacular, alarming the entire Thousand Blades City.

The straw man in the south was dispatched, it turned into a gray storm, and it was in front of Zhang Qingfeng, and when he waved his arm, thousands of grass whiskers as thin as spider silk formed a spider web and pushed it sideways.

Zhang Qingfeng's mind moved slightly, and the three thousand swords that rushed to the front began to change their positions, and in the dazzling sword light, they formed a long snake and stabbed at the cobweb!

Click!

The first sword pierced the cobweb, like an ice pick hitting the stone wall, and shattered in an instant!

Click!

The second sword stabbed in the direction of the previous one, also shattering into a pile of debris, and the cobwebs trembled only faintly.

Third, fourth, fifth......

Three thousand swords, fish burst out, one after another, all pierced in the same position, when eight hundred swords were broken in a row, the cobweb was finally pierced, and then like a broken flying sword, it cracked violently, Zhang Qingfeng took the remaining flying swords, passed through the cobweb, drilled a five-meter-high hole in the strawman's belly, and continued to fly forward.

This scene happened in a very short time, and it was only half a breath before and after, and the straw man sacrificed by the strong man of the Southern Black Witch Clan was broken.

Throwing off the dagger, Zhang Qingfeng, who broke through the straw man's block, continued to fly forward, and the light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and a huge fist like a mountain smashed down.

The three thousand swords that Zhang Qingfeng started changed their positions again, this time they did not attack, but like a loach that did not leave their hands, they were divided around, and they wanted to go around with their fists, Zhang Qingfeng even controlled the flying swords, and rose into the sky, obviously not wanting to collide with the fists.

Rumble!

The giant fist shot out a wave of air in the air, and a sky-high tornado was set off between heaven and earth, Zhang Qingfeng stepped on the tip of the wind, soared upward, and the speed was as fast as a frightening wave, and he dodged the attack range of the fist in a blink of an eye, but before he could catch his breath, the black cloud above his head suddenly collapsed, and a giant hammer smashed down on the top of his head!

This hammer, fast and urgent, tricky shot, is stuck on the only way for Zhang Qingfeng to rush forward, and the timing of the shot is also the node where his old force has just gone, and the new force has not yet been born, forgive Zhang Qingfeng No matter how fast he is, it is too late to hide.

It was like a drumstick slamming on a war drum, and the space of a thousand meters in mid-air instantly distorted into a mess, Zhang Qingfeng was like a kite with a broken string, falling towards the ground under the terrifying bombardment of the giant hammer!

"Got it! Boss, second, quick!"

The powerhouse of the Black Witch Clan, who ranked third in the West, was overjoyed, and shouted excitedly at the same time as his companion made a move, the dagger drew a long black line in the air, and stabbed into Zhang Qingfeng's body like lightning, who had lost the power to resist.

The dagger entered from Zhang Qingfeng's chest and flew out from his back, judging from the direction of the piercing, it was the vital point of his heart.

Even if it is a Nine Realm powerhouse, the heart is also a vital part, even if the heart is pierced, even if it does not die, its combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and in front of the four Nine Realm powerhouses, this sudden heavy injury is no different from death.

So seeing the success of the blow, the third couldn't help but laugh wildly, and a bald and one-eyed hideous face appeared in mid-air.