Zhou Henghuan's hands were finally put down, and the two-handed spirit trick was linked, and the three main swords were directed against one of the gold-armored warriors.

Although the two did not leave the same place, the battle in the field was already in full swing. The gold-armored samurai and the main sword collided with dazzling sparks, like fireworks blooming in the field. The blue, white, and red sword light drew a strange arc in the void.

"The true elements of the two are extremely strong, and such a collision is a great test of hard power. Chen Wenshan said.

Nian Yang said: "After all, Zhou Heng has already entered the first level of the Eight Realms. There is a lot of difference between the Eight Realms of Earth and the Eight Realms of Human Beings in the cultivation of Yuan Ying. By the way, what realm is Yan He. ”

Chen Wenshan thought for a moment. "It seems to be the heaviest of the Eight Realms. ”

"It's not fair. How can this kind of competition make us fight in the Yuan Infant Realm?" Ling'er said behind him.

Tang Yiyang sat beside Ling'er and said: "The boundary selection is never a fair game, but a game of the strong. And the realm is not the only manifestation of strength, don't forget. ”

Ling'er gave him a blank look. "It's as if you said this from the mouth of a master. Tell me quickly, you are not a master. ”

Tang Yiyang also gave her a blank look and did not speak.

The gold-armored samurai and the three main swords are inseparable. The expressions on the faces of the two did not change much, and they couldn't see how much strength they used.

Yan He also wore a battle armor on his body, but the style of this battle armor was too ordinary, the color was iron blue, like ordinary iron armor, and he couldn't see anything special. At this moment, Yan He forcefully put the three-headed halberd on the ground, and his hands were linked, and the golden light trembled between his hands.

"Brother Wenshan, do you see any spiritual tricks? It seems to be different from what I just saw. Nian Yang said to Chen Wenshan.

Chen Wenshan narrowed his eyes and looked carefully, but shook his head. "It's also a control type of spiritual trick, but it seems to be more difficult than just now, and the process is more complicated. Generally speaking, the more powerful the elixir, the longer it will take. ”

On the field, the battle armor on Yan He's body suddenly peeled off piece by piece and flew towards the three golden-armored warriors. The different armor parts were covered in different parts of the three gold-armored warriors, and there was another layer on top of their golden armor. The samurai, whose face was originally invisible, suddenly revealed the pupils of a black hole, and the style was terrifying. The weapons in their hands also changed, and a red aura ignited around them, and they looked even more powerful than before.

Zhou Heng's puppet sword seemed to be unable to parry all of a sudden, and he was beaten to the ground. Tai'a, Chunjun, and Chixiao all retreated to the top of Zhou Heng's head, floating up and down in the void, seemingly looking for an opportunity.

On the other side, the three golden-armored warriors seemed to have awakened. The three of them lined up in front and back, eager to try at the three swords, and the weapons in their hands were not weaker than ordinary flying swords.

Zhou Heng sneered and said, "Battle armor and magic weapon, is there still this kind of cooperation? Yes, yes." ”

Yan He didn't answer, concentrating on controlling the spirit trick in his hand. As if hearing the master's order, the three golden-armored warriors attacked Zhou Heng's body in unison.

Zhou Heng crossed his hands, the ring finger of one hand was slightly clasped, and the thumb of the middle finger of the other hand was twisted in one place, and the spiritual trick in his hand changed again.

Directly in front of him, a whirlwind blew out of thin air, and the attack of the three golden-armored warriors was forcibly stopped. Two more swords appeared in front of him, one light blue and the other dark green.

"Cadre, Mo Xie!" Chen Wenshan couldn't help but exclaim, it was really exciting to see Zhengjian's face at such a close distance, even if it was just an imitation in front of him. "So it's not the fourth or fifth, but the fourth—the sword of love, and the warrior Mo Xie. It's a twin sword. ”

The cadres Mo Ye are listed in front of the three swords, one on the left and one on the right, and they are in harmony with each other. Zhou Heng, who was wrapped in five swords, still looked confident and calm.

"Have you noticed, every time he summons the puppet sword, the spirit trick in his hand is different. Fang Ze said suddenly.

Nian Yang Dao looked at Zhou Heng. "What does that mean?"

Fang Ze said: "First, the same trigger spirit technique is not required to trigger each sword. Second, if you can understand his gestures, you can interrupt him before he summons the puppet sword. ”

Nian Yang tilted his head and said, "Is there really a way to interrupt?"

Fang Ze nodded. "Hmm. As long as it's fast enough, it should work. ”

Chen Wenshan shook the folding fan on the side and said, "I have seen the spirit trick of his summoning Chixiao a few times, and it seems to be instantaneous. No matter how fast you are, you can't interrupt it. ”

Fang Ze said: "That's not necessarily. ”

Chen Wenshan glanced at him and thought for a while. "Oh! Anyway, you still have that trick. After all, what the hell is that retrospective going on? ”

Nian Yang also looked at Fang Ze, he also wanted to know what was going on yesterday.

Fang Ze smiled. "I'll talk to everyone when the game is over. For now, I can't talk about it for the time being. ”

Yan He stopped the offensive and frowned, "Do you think you can defeat me with a few swords?"

Zhou Heng's sword puppet technique has become a topic of conversation among the disciples of Dao Yuan, and he can basically see the strength of his opponent based on the number of swords he has swords.

Zhou Heng looked at the Zheng Jian Dao who was surrounding his side: "This should be enough." ”

Yan He said coldly: "You are crazy. ”

Zhou Heng smiled. "It's okay, it's okay. His hands changed again. "Did you know that every sword has its own unique abilities? This is where the sword is strong. ”

Yan He said: "So what? After all, these puppet swords of yours are just impostors, what abilities can they use?"

Zhou Heng said: "Of course, it is not easy to compare with the deity. But I'm going to improve, and I'm almost able to make it as real as it is. ”

"What?" Yan He was shocked, but Mo Ye, the cadre on the field, each shone with a dazzling light.

Suddenly, the sword light filled the sky, and countless huge mirrors seemed to be erected between the cadre and Mo Ye. Chixiao, Tai'a, and Chunjun were all over the arena, and countless copies of the three swords appeared on the field.

The three golden-armored warriors stood back to back. Facing the three-colored light in the sky, I was a little overwhelmed.

"Mirror. This is the ability of the cadre Mo Xie. The corners of Zhou Heng's mouth raised.

Yan He roared and swung the three-headed halberd again, and the three gold-armored warriors scattered, sinking deep into the sword formation, and the light suddenly skyrocketed. Yan He wanted to use the power of the three blades to completely remove the redundant obstacles. In his eyes, these are just tricks.

At this moment, countless swords seemed to have found their target, stabbing towards the three golden-armored warriors in unison, even if they were knocked out, they turned around and flew again.

Yan He was obviously affected by the power of these righteous swords, which did not decrease because of the increase in numbers, but increased exponentially. The attacks of the three golden-armored warriors stacked on top of him, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.