If you want to succeed, you have to be crazy?

Xingluo, who was demoted from the youngest deacon of the Flame Five Peaks to the youngest deacon of the Burial Sword Peak, was undoubtedly crazy at the moment, and around him, spiritual power overflowed, showing Lin Zhan his energy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Lin Zhan, today you will be the youngest but shortest-lived deacon in the history of Flame Peak!"

Xing Luo's wrist flipped, the long sword in front of him shook, the sword waves stacked up, and a sword roar that pierced through the sky was released, and the sword curtain swept away towards Lin Zhan, who had just stepped into the ring area.

Because of the prohibition of the ring, this battle is the kind of power that can best experience the sword qi, thousands of sword curtains, like twinkling stars, blooming with the most dazzling heat, but only a little starlight is the most deadly, and it is also the ultimate sword condensation.

"Xingluo Sword Technique!"

This is the swordsmanship that Xingluo is famous for, and the Xingluo sword in his hand also comes from the Burial Sword Peak Sword Shrine, and his Taoist name has been changed to Xingluo because of this.

In the face of Xingluo's swordsmanship, Lin Zhan did not hesitate at all, and as soon as he stepped into the ring with his hind feet, he took advantage of the castration raised by the ink sword to leap up, and the footwork of the wind and rain clouds reached the realm of Dacheng at this moment, and the wind and clouds changed suddenly, turning the clouds and rain.

When the heart arrives, it is natural to create something out of nothing, generating wind, clouds, and rain......

Lin Zhan's figure became more and more ethereal and illusory.

And the little starlight pierced by the long sword in Xingluo's hand was even more vast, because he found it difficult to catch Lin Zhan's traces.

"Seven Stars Shine in the World!" Xingluo shouted, the long sword in his hand suddenly split into seven, and seven silver and bright sword qi suddenly rose into the air, joining the offensive of encircling and suppressing Lin Zhan.

The sword qi collided again and again, emitting a deafening sonic boom, and the remnants of the sword power surged on the forbidden shield of the ring, sending out brilliant energy sparks, causing a ripple of shielding the invisible passport......

Shout!

From the direction of Lin Zhan, a big flag suddenly flew out and inserted it into the ground beside Xingluo, and all of them were submerged.

Xingluo didn't care at first, thinking that this was the garbage that Lin Zhan threw out in a panic, but with the second flag, the third, and the seventh flag inserted into the area around him, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It is rumored that Lin Zhan has always had a lot of magic weapons on his body, and his tactics are strange and changeable, and no matter how stupid people are, they know that there is definitely something wrong with this.

In addition to the long sword, Xingluo also has a family heirloom weapon, which is a soul-shaking drum.

The disciples of the Burial Sword Peak, mostly from some famous clans, have practiced some of their own family's exercises, and also have some rare magic weapons.

So after they use the sword, they basically rarely use the magic weapon at home anymore, and Xingluo's Soul Shaking Drum is the case.

Xingluo had consumed too much energy because of his previous anger, so he was a little irritable in the face of Lin Zhan's strange body technique and ink sword, and when he saw the array flag arrangement again, he was even more uneasy, so he sacrificed the soul-shaking drum and hung it above his head, making a clanging sound.

It can stabilize one's own soul from outside interference, and at the same time attack other people's souls.

"Knock...... Dong ......" Lin Zhan, who was in the clouds, heard the sound of the drum, and was a little caught off guard, his mind was disturbed in some way, and his body was slightly stagnant, but the feeling stone on his chest bloomed a soft light in time, like a bright light in the dark night, shallow shallow shrouded Lin Zhan's head.

Lin Zhan quickly resumed his actions, and the eighth shot in his hand, which was the last shot of the Phantom Formation, was thrown.

The last sentence of the formation mantra of "Evil Demon Crooked Dao Captures ...... in the Palm of Your Hand" also went away, and the primary trapped demon formation of the Phantom Formation was formed!

This primary trapped demon array is one of the many exquisite formations in the Netherlands Palace, and Lin Zhan can only arrange the primary one.

This is the second type he can use after learning the formation.

The first one is more proficient, it is a protective formation that is used in every retreat, and such a primary trapped demon formation is of another nature, trapped in the formation, you will lose thirty percent of your mobility.

Lin Zhan observed Xingluo's swordsmanship, which was a bit similar to Fan Ning's Thousand Flowers Sword before, but it was more subtle than it, and it was suddenly divided into seven, which was a little difficult to parry.

At the time of the battle, although the two sides had not yet met each other, they had already confirmed each other no less than a hundred times, and each duel was a violent spiritual shock.

In particular, the starry sky presented by the Xingluo Sword Technique still gave him a headache, because it was difficult to distinguish the final attack point, so he sacrificed the array flag to take the opportunity to limit the opponent's mobility.

There is no magic weapon to use, it all depends on hard fighting, that is inferior, only by finally defeating Xingluo and passing this level, can you have the last laugh.

As soon as the trapped demon array was completed, the star of the Xingluo Sword Technique suddenly dissipated a lot, Lin Zhanhui's eyes were like torches, and the ink sword slashed again and again, and the brightest stars fell down one after another.

"Lin Zhan, you are Nai, this is not the technique of Flame Peak!" Xingluo shouted, feeling that this was unfair, and if he broke into Sword Peak, he should use what he learned from Flame Five Peaks.

"Who said you can't use the formation, then is that broken drum on your side also from the Burial Sword Peak?" Lin Zhan sneered, but the ink sword in his hand did not pause at all.

At this moment, the Soul Shaking Drum was still ringing in an orderly manner, and Lin Zhan's Perception Stone was also shining accordingly.

made Xingluo's family heirloom magic weapon useless, and the trapped demon array laid by Lin Zhan was really restricting his play.

The sword style of the Seven Stars Shines in the world, the seven stars condensed, finally connected, like a huge star chain in the air, between each star, there seems to be an invisible thing maintaining, and the whole is thrown towards Lin Zhan in a route that has no trajectory at all.

In this process, some of them also collided with each other, and each time they hit, it seemed that the power increased a little, and the space in the ring area was instantly ignited to the brightest moment.

"Ma Ma Mi...... Ma Ma Mi ......"

Lin Zhan heard the sword spirit's sense of difficulty, and immediately gave up the hard shaking of this starlight chain, and chose to temporarily teleport to avoid it.

It's not that the sword spirit is not powerful, this is clearly the gap in strength, and Xiao Heihei has just opened his spiritual wisdom and is still in the growth period, so the power of the ink sword is not invincible.

Xingluo can become the youngest deacon of the Burial Sword Peak, of course, it is not by brushing his face, his Xingluo Sword's attainments are indeed not to be underestimated, Lin Zhan is afraid of hurting the ink sword and the sword spirit in the ink sword, then he can't draw it.

But there was nothing to regret, Lin Zhan pulled the forbidden of the trapped demon array while sacrificing the white bone tower with his backhand.

For the sword power aura like the Seven Stars Dazzling Star Chain, it has always been the most perfect choice to hand over to the white bone tower to devour. (To be continued.) )