Fifty, break the formation

"Sword Spirit senior, can you unleash some power of the sword formation, so that I can understand the sword formation more deeply, this is fairer to me."

He entered the sword formation and came into contact with the sword, although he could feel the aura emanating from it, but the most important thing in swordsmanship was the change, which seemed sharp and domineering, but it could also be instantly transformed into a weird and magical killing move.

Hovering like this was not the evolution of the sword formation at all, so he asked questions.

"Okay, I'll let you wait to see the divine power of this Heaven-Breaking Sword Array."

With a wave of his right hand, the black-clothed sword spirit began to rotate in mid-air, like the stars in the sky, three or five columns, staggered, faintly becoming a disc covering all directions.

"Out!!" The black-clothed sword spirit shouted, and three short swords with red flames flew up with a roar.

Yes!!

The two of them retreated in shock, the flying sword slashed down in the air, and the three sword lights were intertwined, and the focus of the sword qi stayed on a piece of bluestone three feet in front of them.

Bang!!

The bluestone is broken into four petals and cut evenly and evenly.

The Red Flame Short Sword returned as soon as it was fired, obviously the sword spirit had no intention of harming, just showing the power and changes of the sword formation, and he had already left a little affection for his subordinates, otherwise, the three sharp and rapid sword lights just now had already divided the two of them into two halves.

Whew!! Two more white sword lights passed through the left and right sides, one sword flew high in the air, and the other sword soared into the sky, passing three feet in front of the two people.

Brush, brush, brush, and three long swords were connected end to end, forming a triangle, circling and sweeping over.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!!

Five special-shaped short swords with curved blades, the hilts of the swords are stacked on top of each other, and the tips of the swords are outward, like five blooming plum blossoms, passing through the air quickly.

The sword light came and went, obscuring the entire sky, although it did not pose a real threat to the two, but it also made the two of them overwhelmed, and they deeply felt the power of this sword array.

"This is only five or six out of ten of the Heaven Breaking Sword Formation."

The black-clothed sword spirit had stopped flying in the sword array, looking proud.

"Yuankang, this sword formation is hugely powerful, with the mysterious, a single group of swordsmanship can stand alone in the world, and the real battle is even more endless, even if you and I join forces, it is difficult to ensure that the whole body retreats."

The drunkard Lao Sun's expression was solemn, he asked himself about the swordsmanship, he had some experience, and he had consulted ten thousand volumes of sword books since he was a child, but at this moment, when he saw this powerful sword array, he couldn't help but retreat.

This sword array, in the name of breaking the sky, if it is to stimulate the sword formation of the highest realm, maybe it really has the power of breaking the sky.

"Two, can you break the formation? If you don't dare, please go back. The black-clothed sword spirit's tone was stiff and quite unkind.

"The two of us took it, and ten minutes later, we were in battle."

Zhao Yuankang's pride surged and took over this problem.

Although Lao Sun was forced by the power of the sword array, as a swordsman, if he could enter this formation in person, he would be greatly improved, and he would naturally not shirk it.

"Okay, don't worry, I will activate the sword formation, it will not hurt your lives, it will only temporarily damage your spiritual power, if you can break the formation within an hour, or persist in not being defeated, you will win."

The black-clothed sword spirit actually let the two of them join forces to break the formation, and said that if he is undefeated, he will win, which shows that he is very confident in the sword formation.

The two of them naturally didn't dare to slack off, and stood more than ten meters away from the sword formation, Zhao Yuankang took out the lightning strike wood and handed it to the drunkard Lao Sun.

"Brother Sun, your swordsmanship is profound, this treasure is in my hands, and it can't exert great power, so I'll borrow it from you for the time being, and I will use the copper coin sword and Taoism to help you. There are some strange forms lurking in this sword array, and I may be able to find the key to breaking the formation. ”

Since the two of them came together and faced such a terrifying sword formation, they had to work together and not hinder each other, otherwise, there would be no hope of breaking the formation at all.

"Brother Zhao, your bearing is quite high, I'm not welcome, I will definitely do my best to help you break this sword formation, I also want to see the demeanor of this peerless sword."

The two of them have decided, each holding a sword, and stepping into the sky-breaking sword formation.

"Heaven-breaking Sword Formation, up."

With a wave of his hands, the black-clothed sword spirit swirled around sixty-four swords of different lengths.

Whoosh, sword light flashed, and there were more than a dozen swords circling around the two of them.

The two of them were back to back, holding their swords outward, dodging at any time, blocking the flying swords.

The sword array covers all directions, or multiple sword group attacks, or solo fighting, which seems to be messy, but it is secretly combined with the way of attack and coordination.

Lao Sun, this guy, swordsmanship is actually very large, no matter the sword style attacked in the sword array, or as fast as thunder, or as fast as a whirlwind, or as heavy as Mount Tai, or as light as a flying feather, he can give birth to a restrained sword move in an emergency, and dodge a fatal blow in the midst of danger.

In particular, the footwork of his feet is extremely magical, turning left and right, like the wind under his feet, he passes through the sword bush. Could it be the legendary Limbo microstep?

Although it took a lot of his energy, in any case, he was only slightly at a disadvantage, and he could still hold on for some moments for the time being.

Zhao Yuankang's side is not so easy.

Originally, he didn't practice much swordsmanship, and only relied on the Qingping swordsmanship of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, although he could rely on the exercises to maintain the three-foot sword, but it was still somewhat useful for dealing with demons and monsters, and all he was facing at the moment was a treasure in the sword, and the power of the three-foot sword was useless.

The whirring wind sounded, and the plum blossom five swords rushed to the whirlwind.

This short sword, itself bent like a snake, spun like a spinning electric drill, very difficult to block, plus the rotation of the five swords, like a cut disc, it is even more difficult to break through.

"Retreat."

Lao Sun shouted violently, the two quickly exchanged positions, the sound of nails was chaotic, and Zhao Yuankang fell to the ground, just dodging a throat-cutting long sword.

He broke out in a cold sweat and looked back at Lao Sun's situation.

Lao Sun's right arm sleeve was cut open, blood stained half of his body, and fire erupted in his eyes.

This guy actually found the flaw of the five hanging flying swords in a moment, and struck the sword where the hilts were connected, breaking this strange killing move.

"Sure enough, there are some doorways, you have a bit of skill in this sword-breaking style. Then let's look at the next wave of attacks. ”

The black-clothed sword spirit was originally a very proud person, and it was a very rare thing to be able to praise Lao Sun.

Sword-breaking pose? Zhao Yuankang was thoughtful.

Isn't this a surprise trick in "Dugu Nine Swords"? It is rumored that it can break the swordsmanship of all sects and factions in the world, although there is only one move, but it is all-encompassing, there are no wonders, and the emphasis is on the sword heart.

One sword breaks ten thousand laws, this is really true.

This drunkard old grandson, who is sacred, who can actually practice this sword-breaking style?

Whoosh, a sword flew in, cutting off his doubts, and he hurriedly drew his sword to fight back.

"Not good."

Lao Sun actually let out a long sigh, a clever swordsman like him couldn't support it a little.

Zhao Yuankang struck out with a sword, and he also felt a strange change, and the sword array that was originally wrapped in sword light actually became a mist-filled void.

When he handed out his long sword, it was like entering the deep sea, and one after another invisibly fluctuated, attached to the blade like a wave, constantly aggravating, making it difficult to pull out the sword in his hand.

The fog separated the two, and only the occasional loud shout could be heard.

"Yuanyasu, this wooden sword...... was restrained...... You hold on. The voice was intermittent, and I don't know what danger Lao Sun has encountered.

"If you don't have a sword in your hand, you have a sword in your heart, and if you don't have a sword, can't you use your fingers? What a fool! ”

When he was in danger, he suddenly thought of Feng Qingyang's reprimand for Ling Hu Chong.

"The divine thunder soars to the sky, the divine law is boundless, listen to my orders, drive away ghosts and kill immortals."

He swept to the side, and when he was in the air, his right hand had already sacrificed a Heavenly Thunder Rune.

Boom, a golden thunderbolt shot into the sky, bombarding the two cyan long swords that were staggered and chasing.

Pounced, the sword body shook for a while, fell to the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

With a bang, three more swords suddenly flew from the void, concentrating on stabbing him in the chest and abdomen.

He secretly used his mana, sideways to dodge the sword on the left, and slapped the other two long swords with both hands in succession.

A majestic aura erupted from the palm of his hand, and as soon as it made contact with the spine of the sword, the long sword immediately retracted as if frightened and disappeared into the void.

Why did the sword formation stop? Is the formation broken? He took advantage of this short pause to catch his breath, but he did not dare to relax, always alerting to the movements around him.

Suddenly, in the fog ahead, a ruined battlefield was revealed, a small city had been breached, and the streets were full of corpses, white bones, rivers of blood, and even women covered in blood, frantically looking for their relatives.

The heart-rending screams broke his heart, but what made him even more unbearable was that several vicious bandits cut the skin of young children with knives to listen to the cries for fun, which was really inhumane.

Anger rose in his heart, his palms were red, and the Thunder God Palm was about to be sent out at any moment.