In the ring, the golden qi was permeated, and every inch of space seemed to be crowded with tiny sword rays, cutting the ring, and the hard masonry was covered with sword marks. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, it was only due to the confrontation between the White Tiger Venerable and Ye Xuanfu, and it was just a field.

Venerable Qinglong is good at wood spells, as well as the wind spells derived from them, so he uses immortal methods to build wood, turning the ring into a field he is good at, shrouded in towering building wood.

The White Tiger Venerable is good at golden spells and swordsmanship, so the Gengjin aura in the ring is pervasive, long as mist, but in fact, it is all subtle swords, if anyone carelessly strays into it, there is no need for the White Tiger Venerable to do it, and he has already been defeated under the Gengjin qi.

Field, only the earth monarch grandmaster, or the strong above, can perform moves, because it is so powerful that it is no longer a simple move, each move seems to be wrapped in the power of nature, the power of the world, this is the real terrifying place of the earth monarch grandmaster or even the emperor master.

Ye Xuanfu, as a powerhouse of the Earth Monarch Realm, naturally also has a field, but after he had an epiphany of the Earth Monarch's artistic conception, the attainment of earth practice spells soared, no less than the realm of thunder law, swordsmanship, and formation.

His field is quite special, as long as it is his foothold, he can become a field. Thousands of miles of land is where the field is!

"Whew!"

With the sound of a tiger roaring and a roaring sword, countless sharp swords were arranged separately, exuding sharp sword qi in the misty golden qi.

White Tiger Killing!

This is a formation that even the other three Four Elephant Venerables have a numb scalp, and there are a mouthful of sharp white tiger swords arranged in front and back, up and down, left and right, neatly arranged, and hundreds of mouths are laid down.

The White Tiger Venerable stood indifferently outside the formation, his fingers were combined into sword points, he looked at Ye Xuanfu who was trapped in the formation, and said: "The White Tiger Killing Array has one hundred and eight changes, I don't know how many changes you can survive." ”

"Oh, a hundred and eight variations?"

Ye Xuanfu stood in the center of the ring, which was also the center of the White Tiger Killing Array, facing the White Tiger Sword in all directions, he was very calm, holding the Dragon Slaying Sword in one hand and carrying it behind him with the other, looking at the White Tiger Venerable: "Why do you need to survive one hundred and eight changes, just break it directly." ”

"I'm not old, my tone is not small, you want me to see how your swordsmanship and formation skills are!"

"A sword, a burst, unchanged! See how I break your ten thousand swords and ten thousand streams! ”

"Hmph, a hundred swords are fired!"

As soon as the sword finger was erected, the White Tiger Killing Array changed instantly, and all the White Tiger Swords pointed at Ye Xuanfu with their blades, and in an instant, thousands of sword qi burst out, shooting towards Ye Xuanfu in the middle.

Ye Xuanfu's face remained unchanged, he raised the dragon slaying sword in his hand, and waved it gently, a sword seemed to turn into ten thousand swords, with a loud sound, and the fire burst out, easily resisting the first wave of attacks of the White Tiger Venerable.

The White Tiger Venerable's face showed a different color, and he immediately snorted coldly: "The turbulent current pierces the air!" ”

The so-called turbulent current pierces the air, that is, the hundreds of white tiger swords in the White Tiger Sword Formation, like turbulence, come over irregularly, and shoot the enemy at a very fast speed and unexpected angles.

The White Tiger Sword Formation can be described as a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree encirclement, and there are no dead ends in the attack, but the enemy's defense always has dead ends, which is the terrible thing about the White Tiger Sword Formation!

Shout!

Suddenly, a white tiger sword located in the direction of Ye Xuanfu at twelve o'clock, in the third row above his head, shot over without any warning, Ye Xuanfu didn't even look at it, raised his hand and waved the sword, and opened the flying sword with a bang.

And just when Ye Xuanfu raised his hand and waved his sword and opened the White Tiger Flying Sword, behind him, he grabbed this ingenious gap, and the three White Tiger Swords flew over silently.

Seeing that Ye Xuanfu was about to be stabbed into a hedgehog, Ye Xuanfu's hand that originally opened the first White Tiger Sword shook out an afterimage, and he actually opened the three flying swords behind him with his backhand.

"I don't believe you're a thousand-armed Guanyin!"

Based on the above, it is concocted in the same way, but the number of flying swords is more, the speed is faster, and the angle is more tricky, which makes people unguardable!

It can be said that this move is really powerful, almost incomprehensible, but what is insoluble is that Ye Xuanfu can block every flying sword that is assassinated every time, and when he raises his hand and swings the sword, the speed is so fast, in front of and behind him, there are all afterimages of the sword, as if the sword can be swung hundreds of times in a breath.

"Storm of Blades!"

The White Tiger Venerable lost his patience, and with a twist of his hands, the qi in his body surged.

In an instant, the White Tiger Sword, which was originally suspended in the air and relatively forbidden, suddenly spun and turned into a silver storm, letting out bursts of roaring.

All of a sudden, even the aura of the martial arts arena changed, it was solemn and deserted, the ring clicked and shattered, and one after another cracks extended and kept getting bigger.

This was only because of the silver sword storm that he had withdrew, let alone Ye Xuanfu in the middle of the sword storm.

"The White Tiger Venerable once relied on the White Tiger Killing Array to destroy a ghost cave alone, and strangled a silver-armored zombie with a sword storm." Wang Xuanwu said lightly, as if these records were all set by him.

"Interesting, the White Tiger Venerable's White Tiger Killing Array is indeed good, now let's see what kind of surprise Xiao Ye'er will bring us." Suzaku Venerable said with a smile.

"Qiang"

A sword light shot up into the sky, instantly tearing through the silver blade storm, vaguely as if a silver dragon was stirring in the storm, emitting countless clanging sounds, and the sparks that collided could be combined into an endless sea of fire!

"Break it for me!"

"Aang!"

A high-pitched dragon roar sounded, like a sword cold light startling Kyushu, the silver light in the sword blade storm continued to be restrained, and finally burst out, and a more brilliant sword light rose into the sky, like a silver pillar of heaven, pouring down, and immediately tore the sword blade storm apart.

"Ahh Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect! The White Tiger Venerable roared, and the surging qi poured out all at once, injecting into the White Tiger Sword like a river.

With a sound of "brush", after being torn apart by the Dragon Slashing Sword and the storm of blades, the White Tiger Sword immediately reorganized its formation, lined up again, and in the strong light, it quickly separated, one became two, two became four, four became eight, the silver light was shining, and in an instant, thousands of flying swords surrounded Ye Xuanfu.

In the next second, these thousands of flying swords flew down, turning into streamers, beautiful and full of killing power!

Ye Xuanfu's face was expressionless, he waved his hand and slashed his sword, and all the Dao Silver Light Flying Swords were overwhelmed by the ocean-like silver sword light in an instant.

This process lasted for more than ten seconds, and no one knew what was happening, and when the sword light disappeared, it was found that Ye Xuanfu was still holding the sword in one hand, carrying one hand on his back, and standing there.

A stream of blood overflowed from the corner of the White Tiger Venerable's mouth, and the White Tiger Sword that had turned into a mouthful was inserted diagonally in front of him.

As for winning or losing, it goes without saying.

"It's not necessarily that ten thousand swords are weaker than one sword, it's just that my Dao is too weak." The White Tiger Venerable said in a deep voice, and immediately pulled out the White Tiger Sword and jumped out of the ring.

"Next, let me go." Venerable Suzaku showed an amiable smile, "Let me see how far you have grown over the years!" (To be continued.) )