In the sword forest, Tian Nongxiang had been running for more than two hours. Under the encirclement and interception of the sword, he panicked and startled nine long swords. In this way, he was even more embarrassed. There were multiple injuries on his body, and his clothes were already in rags. gritted his teeth and turned around to fight several times, but his hands were difficult to defeat the group of swords, and every time he turned around, he would let the sword cut a few bloody holes on his body before it was finished.

At this time, the monks who entered the Sword Forest had already passed the first level. In the boundless space, only the farmer left behind jumped up and down under the pursuit of the group of swords.

At first, the pavilion master and more than a dozen elders were still worried about him, but after a long time, everyone was not surprised.

"He's got a lot of work on his feet. The female elder of the Divine Pavilion, staring at Jian Lin and smiling.

"It's a galloping spell. Elder Jiechuan answered.

The Pavilion Master nodded, "That step seems to be the Shadow of the Wind God, but it doesn't quite look like it. ”

"Storm Shadow? Isn't it? That's the Hatoyama Clan's magical powers. The Fifth Elder looked at the Pavilion Master suspiciously.

The other elders also looked at the pavilion master.

The pavilion master said slowly: "The shape is similar but the god is not, that day on the master's Dharma platform, this doll showed this kind of pace." ”

The extremely pavilion masters beside him nodded one after another.

The pavilion master glanced at several elders beside him and asked, "Do you remember the scene of that day?"

The three elders and the others nodded one after another.

"What happened that day?"

Several elders who were not present that day looked at the pavilion master inquiringly.

"A Boyi realm, with this kind of pace, can shuttle and gallop under the confinement of my one-percent mana. The Pavilion Master pondered, "

Several of the elders were stunned. The pavilion master's mana is enough to crush a monk at the peak of the Scattered Return Realm, but he can't imprison a Boyi Realm doll. It's incredible.

The Sword Pavilion monks who were originally fighting outside the Sword Forest did not dare to despise them again. Because everyone knew in their hearts that if it was themselves who were chased by the group of swords, I am afraid that the blood sword would have been on the spot.

In the sword forest, Tian Nongxiang chased and intercepted by the tail of more than 20 long swords, and walked aimlessly.

Every danger was cleverly avoided by him.

At this moment, he had pushed the ancient mystery to the apex, and the dragon roared in his body, urging the mana to protect his whole body. I originally thought that I could bounce those swords away with my own coercion, but I didn't think that the sword was not restrained by mana in this space, and the sword was still shuttling and flying even if you climbed the mountains and seas.

Sou!

A sword came to you.

Tian Nongxiang hurriedly turned his head sideways, subconsciously picked up a palm and slapped it obliquely, and smashed it on the sword surface.

Boom!

The sword was carved aside.

Tian Nongxiang was stunned for a moment, and then understood that the palm just now was clearly a move in the hands of Lan Tian. So far, he has only figured out a dozen sentences, although he knows that the Tiantian hand is extraordinary, but it does not work smoothly, so he does not dare to use it. didn't expect an inadvertent move to work.

At this time, more than a dozen long swords came to the sky. Tian Nongxiang wanted to use the hand of heaven in a coherent manner, but his breath was blocked, and in a hurry, he shouted "wow", turned around and fled.

He pondered as he ran, this hand was so strange. One and a half moves can be used, but why can't it be coherent?

In the bottom of my heart, I repeatedly pondered the first dozen verses of Lan Tianshou, but I couldn't grasp the essentials for a long time.

Tian Nongxiang suffered more than four hours in running and dodging, and there were more and more swords behind him, which had increased to more than 30.

Being able to run away for a long time made not only the children of the Sword Pavilion who were fighting outside the Sword Forest, but even the elders secretly admired it.

It's no wonder that the ancestor would accept this doll as a closed disciple, just with this escape kung fu, it is enough to be proud of the monks below the scattered realm. You must know that he is only able to benefit the realm, and it is not false that he can fight beyond the level.

Unconsciously, everyone's attention was attracted to the First Heavy Sword Forest where he was, and they began to worry about him secretly. Whenever he encountered danger, the monks watching the battle sweated for him. If the crisis is solved, they will breathe a sigh of relief.

Some people even began to look at the pavilion master and the elders intentionally or unintentionally, not understanding why they didn't rescue Tian Nongxiang.

However, Tian Nongxiang, who was in danger, was immersed in Lantian's hands at the moment, and he subconsciously ran wantonly, without thinking about how to get rid of the pursuit of the group of swords.

Just now, one move was clearly able to restrain those swords, but he couldn't be coherent. Every time you make a move, you just crash into a sword, and the other swords come in an instant, leaving you with no time to deal with it.

He pondered the Heavenly Hand Technique engraved in his mind over and over again, and he was already familiar with it, but there was no coherent operation between the previous verse and the next scripture.

Tian Nongxiang scolded again and again: This spell is too, I can recite it backwards, but I can't practice.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration, and I was backing it, so why don't I try it backwards.

Immediately, he started with the last verse of the Heavenly Hand, and secretly ran on his own.

One last word!

The previous sentence!

One more sentence!

......

As the scriptures worked, the true flow in the body gradually converged, and endless power began to pour into the palm.

Tian Nongxiang's heart thumped: this turned out to be coherent, and the unlucky scriptures were the real masters.

When Mu Ran saw it, Tian Nongxiang, who was jumping up and down, suddenly laughed. Unexpectedly, being chased and slashed by a group of swords, although he didn't know anything about swordsmanship, he let himself figure out the intention of the Heavenly Hand. Who the is so talented? Write the scriptures upside down. Every sentence is positive, but the beginning of the whole article is the last sentence, and cultivating backwards is the right way.

Peel aside the illusion and get a glimpse of the real body. Tian Nongxiang immediately calmed down. Although he was still running away and dodging, he was already secretly cultivating a supreme supernatural power while running.

At first, he can easily pull away one or two swords that attack him. Gradually, more and more, four or five swords changed direction under the power of one palm.

Tian Nongxiang's heart was ecstatic. Although he knew in his heart that in a short period of time, it would be impossible to truly cultivate the Heavenly Hand, but it should be more than enough to deal with these swords that only contain sword intent.

At the same time, the elders who were fighting outside the Sword Forest were secretly surprised.

This doll is so weird. Pursued by more than thirty swords, he fled in embarrassment at first, but at this moment he was able to counterattack with one punch and two palms. Although he is still running away for his life, he has lost his soul like before. With a serious expression and resolute eyes, he seemed to be figuring out the method of breaking the sword, and he seemed to be practicing spells.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know why.

In the sword forest, Tian Nongxiang, who was immersed in cultivating spells, crashed headlong into another place where light and shadow flickered, and a sword broke through the air, and instantly roared, and it had reached the door of Tian Nongxiang.

The monks who were fighting outside the Sword Forest exclaimed one after another. It's over, this doll is going to fall.

Suddenly, I saw Tian Nongxiang's body twist sharply, and at the same time grabbed the hilt of the flying sword.

The sword shook violently and pulled forward. However, he was held tightly by Tian Nongxiang, but it was difficult to escape.

At this moment, a group of swords roared behind him.

Tian Nongxiang retreated as he picked up the sword that was shaking violently in his hand.

There were a few thuds, and four or five swords were smashed away in succession.

Such a scene stunned everyone who watched the battle.

At this moment, the pavilion master slowly stood up and stared at Tian Nongxiang in the sword forest.

Elder Jiechuan also slowly got up and said in astonishment, "Strange!"