The Qianxun Sword Formation is the unique skill of the Blue Emperor Zhang Qingfeng, who entered the Tao with a sword.

How many mysteries are hidden, even the fat monk only understands the tip of the iceberg.

A thousand years ago, he witnessed Zhang Qingfeng's brilliant record of killing three thousand sword slaves in the Western Regions with a sword array.

The three thousand sword slaves were all top swordsmen who were proficient in cooperation and good at joining forces, and before they started, they had laid out no less than 100 kinds of sword formations, but even so, they could not escape the fate of being wiped out in the end.

Of course, the sword formation back then was presided over by Zhang Qingfeng himself.

And in the sword array in front of him, only one sword remained.

Without Zhang Qingfeng here, this sword array would have lost its soul and could only operate according to a pre-set trajectory, and its power was naturally far less than before.

But that's enough.

After all.

The Wizard Regiment is not a sword slave in the Western Regions.

If they had been prepared, it would have been fine, but when they were caught off guard, in the face of a sword formation that could pierce even the armor of the Holy Rank, there seemed to be no difference between the fragile body and the fish on the chopping board.

"Retreat!"

The fastest response is Gegemu.

But his exclamation was still echoing in the air, and the thousand sword qi moved.

Fast!

Fast that cannot be caught with the naked eye.

Like a white horse passing through a gap, a frightened glimpse.

Centered on a hut in ruins.

The space within a radius of five hundred meters suddenly flickered, like a lightning bolt out of thin air.

Then there was peace.

The thousand sword qi that appeared out of thin air disappeared.

The nearly 100 black-robed wizards brought by Gegemu, along with the hundreds of warriors of the Wizard Regiment who were surging towards this side not far away, froze almost at the same time, and then softened to the ground as if they had lost their support, and before they could fall, they turned into a pile of meat sauce.

The space seems to freeze again.

There was a dead silence all around.

The pungent smell of blood quickly spread through the burnt smell of the dragon's breath.

In the distance, those masters of the Dark Witch Clan who had narrowly escaped the catastrophe, looking at the blood and flesh on the ground, their faces that they had never known what they were afraid of showed for the first time a fear and panic that they had never seen before.

Nearly five hundred people.

Including eighty-seven powerful and well-trained black-robed wizards.

It turned into a pile of rotten meat in less than a blink of an eye.

This picture is too thrilling and too tragic.

"Ahem......"

In an alley three thousand meters away, Gegemu covered his chest with his hands and coughed violently, spurting a mouthful of blood from his mouth with each cough.

His ruddy face was extremely white, and the priceless wizard's robe on his body was covered with large and small sword marks, and through the gaps in his clothes, he could see that his baby-like white and delicate skin was full of dense wounds, as if he had been slashed indiscriminately with countless sharp swords.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Gegemu took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth, and after taking a few breaths, his emotions gradually calmed down.

"It's horrible, it's horrible. ”

Recalling the scene just now, Gegemu felt like a nightmare, he never thought that the sword array would be so powerful and terrifying, if he hadn't used the life-saving hole card on his body at the critical moment, he would have turned into a pile of mud like those dead clansmen.

"It's no wonder that the ancestors of the past generations have strictly forbidden clansmen and humans to face each other head-on, such a terrifying sword formation is really terrifying. ”

Gegemu was afraid for a while, although he was the top wizard of the Black Witch Clan, he couldn't figure out how Zhang Qingfeng could lay down such a powerful sword formation with a single sword, which was even more terrifying than the most powerful forbidden spell of the Black Witch Clan.

"Brother Gegemu, I didn't expect that we would meet again. ”

Just when Gegemu was secretly wiping cold sweat with palpitations, an indifferent voice suddenly came from his ears, hearing this voice, his body suddenly stiffened, and the next moment, he disappeared on the spot, and when he reappeared, he had fallen ten zhang away, leaving a cloud of blood mist in the position where he had stood before.

This is the dark witch's blood escape technique, which is only used to save life when encountering a threat to life.

"It's you?!"

Looking at the tall and slender black figure at the mouth of the alley, Gegemu's pupils contracted violently, and even his voice trembled, and his frightened expression was like seeing a ghost.

"Why? Isn't my brother looking for me? Why aren't you so happy to see me?"

Glad?

How did Gegemu get happy?

A guy who destroyed nearly 20% of the strength of the Wizard Regiment with only one sword left, appeared behind him without a sound, and he was already bold if he was not scared to death.

"You, you ......"

Gegemu was speechless, looking at Zhang Qingfeng opposite, he naturally understood that there were some things that he couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

However, he is not without a way out.

"Heh, heh, hahaha, Brother Aomine, it's great to see that you are still alive!"

Gegemu laughed a few times and said: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! Brother, I got the news that someone was going to assassinate you, and I didn't feel at ease, so I sent someone to rush into the small courtyard where you lived. ”

This explanation, although a bit blunt, but if you taste it carefully, it is not unreasonable, of course, the premise is that Zhang Qingfeng believes that the Gegemu in front of him is the real Gegemu.

"Alas. ”

Zhang Qingfeng sighed.

"I'm not a stereotypical person, and I like to make innocuous jokes when I'm with friends and relatives. ”

"It stands to reason that I should cooperate with you and continue to act in this scene, but when I am sure that you are not the real big brother Gegemu, I don't think there is any need to continue acting, what do you say?"

Listening to Zhang Qingfeng's indifferent voice, Gegemu's face turned blue and white for a while, and finally took a deep breath, but calmed down.

"How did you find out?"

"I ask myself that there is no difference between it and the real Gegemu, after all, you and him haven't seen each other for a thousand years, how can you tell the real from the fake?"

This is undoubtedly an admission of his fake identity, and it also expresses the biggest doubt in the heart of the fake Gegemu.

How do you know that after hearing this, Zhang Qingfeng smiled, and his next sentence made the fake Gegemu's expression freeze on his face again.

"Actually, I'm not very sure, but since you have admitted your identity as a fake, do I not believe it?"

"You ......"

The fake Gegemu pointed at Zhang Qingfeng with the staff in his hand, and opened his mouth, forgiving the Black Witch Clan's insidious and cunning nature, and he had never seen this kind of operation that made people angry and did not pay for their lives.

Smiling slightly, Zhang Qingfeng didn't care at all how much psychological shadow his words had caused to the fake Gegemu, and he continued: "Since you are fake, then I will give you one last chance to live, the real Gegemu, where is it now? Don't say that you don't know, the life-saving magic weapon you used when you just escaped was the meeting gift I gave him for a thousand years! The reason why I laid down the sword array was to find out whether you had any contact with him personally, and now it seems that my efforts have not been in vain." ”