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Under Bu Shishu's seemingly gorgeous sword moves, there is an extremely powerful backhand attempt.

Zhuo Zangfeng's stormy sword qi fell on the sea like cold rain, instantly disappearing invisibly.

The sword array compiled by countless sword lights, under the attack of powerful sword qi, suddenly squeezed together, and quickly filled the gap at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

I saw the amazing Ling Yan Sword many times, but it couldn't hit, but it was crumbling under the power of the sword array several times, Zhuo Zangfeng was like being in the ocean, and his body was constantly jumping around with the traction of the sword array.

The long sword was held in Bu Shishu's hand, as if holding the endless breeze between heaven and earth, and the sword intent on the blade of the sword was like a calm but undercurrent of deep sea water.

Zhuo Zangfeng was like a drowning man, dizzy from being disturbed by the sword qi.

Cracking the sword array was just beginning, and he fell into the whirlpool of the Bushishu sword array.

At this moment, he finally understood that his swordsmanship was too different from the other party. I can clearly see where the eye of the array is, but I can't touch it.

At this time, he felt a trace of fear for no reason.

He was not afraid of being torn apart by the sword wind, but he was afraid of losing someone or something.

Once a person has concern, it is difficult to be fearless and fearless at a critical juncture.

He forced himself to calm down, trying not to think about the consequences of this break, not caring about winning or losing, just hoping to be able to carry his sword for thousands of miles as he wanted.

The heart is extremely uncomfortable, and there is an air of arrogance after being despised and neglected.

"There is a big peng in the North Sea that flies angrily, its wings hang down the clouds, the water hits three thousand zhang, and Fubo soars thousands of miles......"

Be the first to get out of the secret realm!

Turning anger into strength, condensing the block in his chest on the sword, Zhuo Zangfeng looked coldly at the dark Ling Yan Sword in the sword array.

Ling Yan Sword was originally hidden in Ling Yan Pavilion, it was the sword of Li Jing, the Duke of Weiguo, and it was funded by the Bu family back then, destroying the Turks in the east, and Tuguhun in the west, this sword was stained with blood.

Wei Guogong once promised to give this sword to the Bu family, and then for some reason it was enshrined in the Lingyan Pavilion, until the Emperor Taishang occasionally read Li Jingbing's book, which has this record, and then solemnly invited the sword to give it to the Bu family in accordance with General Li's last wishes.

According to the rules of the Dragon Gate Examination, the sword examiner is only responsible for arranging and defending the formation, and is not allowed to attack the students. Just competing with the sword products, the mortal Qingfeng Sword in Zhuo Zangfeng's hand was like rotten wood before the Ling Yan Sword.

With resentment in his heart, Zhuo Zangfeng began to calm down.

The cultivator's sword formation is more subtle than the formation when he charges against the enemy, and it can be said that he can move his whole body with a single shot. Moreover, in terms of the terrifying power contained in the sword formation, it is even more incomparable to the formation in the army.

A sword is like thousands of swords under the boundless sword intent, and once a complete sword formation is formed, it has almost reached the exquisite realm of the sword path.

"Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. ”

The corresponding meaning is that one sword qi generates two paths, two paths give birth to three paths, and three paths give birth to ten thousand paths. Wandao is Vientiane, and it is the highest form of the sword array.

This state is like a drop of water turning into a stream, and the stream merges into the river, and the river returns to the sea.

And the person who cracks the sword array is like a boatman in the sea, if he wants to fight the sea with his own strength, in addition to fearlessness, in addition to strong will, he also needs clever means.

The Sword Array Eye was controlled by Bu Shishu's hand, which was the Ling Yan Sword that he held with his slender five fingers.

That's right, Ling Yan Sword is the Eye of the Array.

Although Zhuo Zangfeng was unfortunate in terms of the opponents chosen, he was a sword path immortal body, and he was born with the breath of being able to see through the operation of the vitality of heaven and earth, so when other formation-breaking students were looking for the sword array eye like a needle in a haystack, he had already seen the formation eye.

The sword qi around him was like a tide, and he was afraid of being injured by the sword qi before, so he had to follow the sword intent to turn around, but now Zhuo Zangfeng decided to change the method.

In the whirlpool of the sword array, he had to break free.

Standing up like a rainbow, the body that was running with the sword momentum at high speed suddenly slammed, Zhuo Zangfeng took a deep breath, and his steel teeth clenched.

"Snort!"

One by one, sharp sword qi slashed across his body, his clothes were torn apart, and his shoulders, arms, and legs were covered with blood marks from being cut by sword qi.

Xue Duanliu looked at the young man standing under the sword qi, his face showing shock.

Our Lady of Ten Thousand Flowers couldn't help but say: "This young man is going against the sword momentum, and he would rather be hurt than be pulled by the sword array, it's rare!"

Yao Changqi said: "Maybe it's crooked." ”

Bai Yunsheng shook his head and said, "You see that his breath is becoming more and more calm, it definitely doesn't look like a rash move in a panic." ”

Deadwood has been concentrating on pushing himself, and at this time he couldn't help but move his divine sense, muttered for a moment, and said: "This young man's blood is strong, but his dantian qi sea is as deep as an abyss, and the poor monk thinks that if he looks at the number of vitality, the son of the Bu family may not be able to do it." ”

Ye Mufeng looked focused and nodded slightly.

Li Longji asked curiously: "So judging from the national teacher, is it possible for him to crack the sword formation?"

Looking at the dead wood and pondering, the young emperor smiled to himself, "Actually, this time the Dragon Gate Sword Formation, I intend to increase the difficulty of the exam, in the past, the people who set up the formation only gave five points of strength, this time I want them to go all out." ”

Deadwood acquiesced for a long time, and said softly, "No wonder! The incense in the copper furnace is much slower than usual. ”

Li Longji laughed and said: "Sure enough, I am worthy of my national teacher! This time's timing incense was developed by Mr. Gu, and the addition of special spices can extend the time." ”

Gu Huaiyuan heard His Majesty the Emperor mention himself, and said respectfully: "The time it takes for this incense stick to burn out can be worth the usual two sticks of incense together." ”

Seeing that the emperor no longer asked the previous question, Deadwood carefully observed his every move.

Judging from the present, Tui Ji is quite calm, although the array eye has not been found, but the momentum of the sword and the running body are all in line with the beat, I believe that if you persist, you will definitely find a way to crack it.

Zhuo Zangfeng allowed the countless sword qi to cut his skin, and the pain made him more sober and his heart full of hope.

Bu Shishu couldn't help but feel a little flustered in his heart when he suddenly changed his tactics and stopped rushing and fighting.

Did he peek through my eyes?

Facing this young man who has never taken it to heart, the eldest son of the Bu family, who is two years older than Zhuo Zangfeng and whose swordsmanship is much higher, is a little flustered.

Zhuo Zangfeng once swore to get the first place in the Longmen test and would divorce Yao Caiwei, but he couldn't be sure if this guy wanted to get away with it.

He didn't know the relationship between Yao Caiwei and Zhuo Zangfeng, and he didn't know that Zhuo Zangfeng didn't know that Yao Caiwei was Princess Yuqing.

But he was worried, even scared.

He was afraid of losing Yao Caiwei, and he was also afraid that he would defend too tightly and the opponent would not be able to win.

He wanted to open the net, but he was still afraid, afraid that others would say that he had selfish thoughts and that he gave up the fairness of the Longmen test for the sake of a woman.

The fear in his heart slowly grew, and at the same time, it affected his luck with the sword.

Zhuo Zangfeng saw a flash of light suddenly bloom on the Bushi Shu Ling Yan Sword, although it was fleeting, but the direction of the sword's movement was already clear in his chest.

Take a light step, and let the ten thousand sword qi blow past his body, leaving a few scars.

Zhuo Zangfeng roared lightly, the sword qi was like a rainbow, and the block in his chest suddenly jumped out on the sword blade.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound to the extreme, the Mortal Qingfeng Sword was already on top of the Divine Ling Yan Sword.

This is indeed the eye of the array.

With a successful blow, Zhuo Zangfeng advanced with his sword again. (To be continued.) )