Chapter 312: Ten Levels of Formation (Part II)
The scene before me changed again, this time a huge square, empty and empty.
Anda didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly took out a few pills for restoring the true yuan and threw them into his mouth, and streams of heat emerged from the dantian, filling the lost true yuan.
He was a little distressed, these pills were worth a lot of money, and if he continued to consume them like this, he was afraid that he would be exhausted in this formation.
"***, why haven't these guys broken the formation yet, Lao Tzu can't hold on. "Anda may have exploded more foul language today than he has in his life combined.
There was no time for him to complain more, and at this time, a burst of yin aura gathered in the empty square, and a tall warrior in black armor appeared in front of him.
Zheng-, a dragon groan.
The black-armored warrior drew the long sword at his waist, and the body of the long sword was pitch black with streams of black smoke, and the cold aura hit people.
Anda did not say a word, and seized the time to continue pranayama in order to achieve the best condition.
This black-armored warrior gave him a sense of danger that was more than the previous levels combined.
"This is a Grand Master!" Anda quickly made a judgment in his heart, his pupils shrunk to the size of a pinpoint.
Finally, the Great Grandmaster appeared, and the luck in his heart was shattered.
The black-armored warrior had a gloomy aura all over his body, and the cold eyes behind his mask looked at Anda and slowly moved.
First he walked slowly, then he turned to jogging, and finally he became a dash, and his momentum grew stronger and stronger in this transformation.
In the end, almost with the overwhelming momentum, he rushed to Anda's side. Boom, a sword slash. The violent momentum exploded, and the sky fell apart.
The whole huge square was shaking. Several cracks have appeared in the ground, and they are growing.
Anda's face was cold. His feet were like the roots of an old tree, and he was fixed on the ground, and no matter how the ground shook, he was as steady as a mountain.
The black sword was already on the verge of reaching his waist, and at this moment, Anda finally moved.
The blood-colored scimitar that was across his chest suddenly fell, as fast as teleportation.
Ding-, a crisp chirp. The black sword was cut in two.
A cold breath flowed down the scimitar towards Anda's arm, and the long sword, broken in two, was pulled back together under the pull of the black smoke.
At this moment, a piece of blood light spread, and the black sword seemed to be slashed into water, and the force was scattered at once.
Anda's body spun around, and Zhenyuan frantically poured out of the dantian, not only removing the cold in his body, but also wiping the blade against the throat of the black-armored warrior.
Poof. The throat of the black-armored warrior was slit, and black gas came out of it, and he tried to close it.
How could Anda give him this opportunity, a long knife that wiped his neck. Suddenly the laws of physics were violated, and they shot back again.
Anda's face was flushed, and this time the force was reversed. made him also suffer a backlash, and his stomach was hot. A mouthful of blood gushed out, and he swallowed it back again.
But this qiē is worth it. The blood-red scimitar swept past the black-armored warrior's neck again, and a big head flew high.
Before he could hit the ground, the separated head and body of the black-armored warrior exploded with a "bang" at the same time, and turned into cold black smoke and disappeared.
The scene shifts again.
On a high mountain peak, Anda stood on the top, and several pills were swallowed into his stomach again.
Allowed by the fierce mountain wind like a knife, Anda did not move, waiting for change.
After a while, nothing appeared, but Anda noticed that the mountain wind seemed to be blowing more urgently, and it was getting sharper and sharper.
Hoohoo!
The surging mountain wind, like a sharp blade, cut back and forth on Anda's body, and the strength became stronger and stronger, and the wind became sharper and sharper.
Anda smiled bitterly, it seems that the opponent of this level is this "howling wind".
You can't attack, you can only defend.
With the swing of his sword, Anda smashed the incoming mountain wind several times, turning it into a silk stream of air.
As the strength of the mountain wind continues to increase, Anda's knife becomes heavier and heavier, but the speed does not decrease at all.
This shadowless and invisible wind could not knock his defenses at all, and could only cry out miserably on the periphery.
Anda seemed to have fallen into the realm of the ancient well, and the knife in his hand waved unhurriedly again and again.
The strange frequency is like the beating heart of this world, gradually... Anda felt that he was gone, not really disappearing, but merging into the knife technique, the true unity of man and the knife.
"It's broken, special mother, should I be happy?!"
Anda couldn't cry or laugh, but the love didn't affect his shot.
His sword skills are becoming more and more refined, what moves, what skills are all forgotten, only horizontal, vertical, skimming, squeezing, pointing, these are the most basic knife styles.
But these few most basic formulas are like splashing ink landscapes under the combination of Anda, with lofty artistic conception and a long aftertaste.
I see, Anda only felt that there seemed to be an obstacle in his brain that had been broken through, and the inspiration was endless, and every move and style was wonderful.
Outside the array, Lin Sen looked at the violently fluctuating aura in the white mist, and was surprised in his heart, how could he feel that the confrontation in this big array seemed to have been raised to a higher level, could it be this Anda. Baltic breakthrough!?
Wang Fenghuang and Barrow were still nervously calculating, this formation was unexpectedly complicated, and now it was only half of the formation points unraveled.
However, at this time, the two have already found some rules, and the speed will get faster and faster.
Cui Xiong, Li Jiao and others couldn't help, they all sat cross-legged to adjust their state, ready to deal with emergencies after breaking the formation.
Back in the formation, there was another scene at this time, a great grandmaster-level earth giant bear was fighting fiercely with Anda.
No... Or that fierce fighting is not suitable, Anda's knife is like a fish in water, swimming leisurely, and the earth giant bear roars again and again, but it can't touch the corners of Anda's clothes.
Its body was covered with wounds, small but numerous. If it were the other mysterious beasts, I am afraid that they would have died of blood loss a long time ago, and only a thick-skinned guy like the Earth Giant Bear could still be so violent.
Obviously, Anda was using it to practice his sword, otherwise I am afraid that this giant bear more than five meters tall would have been killed by him a long time ago.
Finally, the Earth Giant Bear stared at his huge bronze bell-like eyes unwillingly, and fell to the ground with a bang, unable to get up again.
The scene shifts, and a winged man appears above him.
This winged man is blonde and blue-eyed, with a high nose and deep eyes, and his appearance is very handsome, and there are four pairs of white wings stretched behind him, obviously this is a winged man in the realm of a great grandmaster.
Anda is still not afraid, with the breakthrough of strength, he is now a supreme grandmaster, and he is only one step away from becoming a king.
Although this winged man is powerful, he can't threaten him yet.
Sure enough, half a star-hour later, the winged man fell from the sky, and only Anda, dressed in white, was left in the sky.
Then two more levels connected to Guò, and when it came to the tenth level, an endless grassland appeared in front of Anda's eyes.
At the same time, a few big characters suddenly appeared in the sky, "The final pass, those who pass this level can obtain, a Taibai Jingjin sword, and a Taiyi sword trick." (To be continued......)