Sword as hell!

This is the first move name of Zhang Guangmu announced in front of people.

Under the watchful eyes of all people, the mist around the [Mirage Sword] hanging high in the air dispersed, and hundreds of sharp swords were conjured.

With Zhang Guangmu's order, these fog swords tore through the wind one after another and fell from the sky.

They fell extremely fast, and even the nineteen swordsmen on the huge sword platform were all from top sects and had good strength, but they could not escape the attack of the fog sword.

Poof! Poof! Poof! ……

The sound of the blade piercing through the flesh and blood sounded intensively, and in an instant, the blood stained the entire Yijian Platform red.

"Presumptuous!"

"How dare the shaft slaughter fellow Jianghu like this?!"

"Uh......h Senior Brother Xu! I'll take revenge on you now! ”

"What a ruthless demon!"

"Zhang Guangmu, you should be damned!"

Seeing this scene, several heads of the city government who were not deep enough suddenly became furious!

Famous sects are often accustomed to protecting their shortcomings, and white-glove disciples who are willing to do dirty work for their teachers are even rarer.

Seeing that their elite was pierced into a hedgehog by Zhang Guangmu, they immediately hated this arrogant nameless, and even planned to end up in person and make Zhang Guangmu pay the price of blood.

It's just that......

Before they could leave, they were pulled by the people around them.

"Don't be impulsive! They're all alive! Not dead! ”

"Through the [Si Ming Sword], I can clearly feel that although they are all injured and have shed a lot of blood, their vitality is still vigorous!"

"Zhang Guangmu's style is called "Sword Like Prison", not "Slaughter Field", which must have his deep meaning......"

Only then did everyone realize that although the nineteen swordsmen who were pierced by the dense fog sword were covered in blood red and looked miserable, like bloody people, none of them died because of this.

The fog swords were embedded in the bodies of the nineteen swordsmen like shackles that pierced through the bones of the lute.

The swordsmen who were pierced into hedgehogs did not continue to bleed blood from their wounds, and could even struggle with full vitality.

It's just that they are not capable enough, and they can only move in the center of their feet, about ten centimeters in diameter, as if they are imprisoned in an invisible prison.

At this time, people began to ponder the name of Zhang Guangmu's moves.

"A sword like a prison? It shouldn't be the jade of jade, nor the royal car, but the prison that refers to the prison! ”

"Conventional prisons refer to places where prisoners are held, but Zhang Guangmu's move "Sword Like Prison" is specially used to imprison powerful swordsmen......"

"Shhh...... What a terrifying spirit sword technique! How did he do it? ”

"I don't understand! I don't understand! ”

"Very strong [control-type] spirit sword technique! Only the lethality is a little worse...... It's a pity. ”

"It's a pity! Talents like Zhang Guangmu are definitely the most popular in [Ask Sword]! Even if it's just as a [Rental Swordsman], it can be sought after by major factions! ”

"A strong person of this level can already change the fate of the entire sect with his own strength!"

In fact, the vast majority of viewers still underestimated Zhang Guangmu's methods, thinking that his moves could only achieve control effects.

In fact, it seems that the fight is exciting and fierce, but it is all under control.

[Mirage Sword] splits the blade, piercing the group of enemies with hundreds of fog swords, the bloodiness is not high, there is no broken arm and stump flying around, and not even a single person is killed.

The swordsmen who were impaled by the shadow of the water mist sword struggled in place, their faces full of pain, their expressions tormented, and their eyes gradually became cloudy.

Their minds seemed to be being eaten away little by little, and they were muttering something incomprehensible.

"It's so tiring to hone your basic skills! Fortunately, I have a good talent, even if I am so slack and lazy every day, I have also practiced a swordsmanship that is not weak......"

"Hahahaha! When a man finally comes to the world, he should kill people and set fires, and do all kinds of evil! Let go of me and let me kill me! What bullshit bullying weak? The law of the jungle is the truth of the world! ”

"In order to pursue the second senior sister, I made up my mind to practice swords seriously? The reason why I am so attached to the sword cannot be so vulgar! Enchantress! You're not my second senior sister! You're my demons! I'm going to ...... today Woo! Don't force me to do it! Let's go! I don't want to see you again! ”

"What's wrong with chasing power and wealth?! I'm scared, and I worship the mountain gate to practice swords, just for these two things! Eccentric old man, why don't you hurry up and die! ”

After the nineteen swordsmen vented hysterically, the fog sword on their bodies gradually dissipated, and they sat cross-legged on the ground one after another, although they no longer looked like the hedgehog before, but they seemed to be in a half-asleep state.

Li Xiaoxiao, who had been quietly watching with injuries and had been silent, suddenly clapped his hands and admired at this time: "Good means!" ”

"What a "Sword Like Prison"!"

"Don't target someone alone, torture Kenshin directly, don't hurt his body, but refine his heart."

"This move is simply a millstone of faith!"

Li Xiaoxiao guessed part of the principle of this trick, because there were outsiders, he directly ignored the key part, and just analyzed the details that would definitely be seen.

He suspects that this "Sword Like Prison" is actually a double-edged sword.

The vast majority of people who eat this trick will be tortured into their hearts, fall into upside-down dreams, and become fish on eucalyptus boards, to be slaughtered.

But......

People who have firm beliefs and a clear sword heart to the extreme may not be able to say that they will be blessed by misfortune, see through their hearts, break out of their cocoons into butterflies, and become stronger.

In any case, this spirit sword technique, called "Sword Like Prison", can be called the final word, and it directly subdues nineteen swordsmen.

The result of the sword fight is very clear.

There is no need for a referee, everyone can see that it was Zhang Guangmu who won.

The nineteen defeated swordsmen were awakened one after another, and after knowing their performance, they left one by one in despair.

At this time, the little white group was also excitedly discussing the battle just now.

"Sword overpower, Ryal!"

"I'm the first in the universe!"

"Handsome, handsome!"

"I feel like I'm blowing a little too much, but in the world of "Sword, Vanity Fair", Zhang Guangmu may already have sword emperor-level combat power!"

"Nope! Wrong! He hasn't reached the level of the Three Sword Emperors yet! The group control ability of "Sword Like Prison" is indeed super strong, but it has major flaws! It can only provide control, and if Zhang Guangmu has killing intent, it may stimulate the enemy to wake up from the environment, causing this move to be cracked! ”

"It's really a little worse, but it's not because of the problem of the move - I just suspended the immersive viewing mode, and found that Zhang Guangmu's [physical strength] and the mirage sword's [Sword Yuan Power Reserve] were actually squandered!"

"So, Mu Cub Sword picks the nineteen factions, which seems to have infinite scenery and ease, but it is actually a bit difficult?!"

The manifestation was successful, Zhang Guangmu's face was not shocked, but he was very happy in his heart, but he was just ......

He has more important things to deal with at this time, and he has no time to continue to be beautiful.

What the audience doesn't know is that the so-called "Sword Like Prison" is just a cover taken out by Zhang Guangmu.

The seemingly heroic and fierce lone battle is essentially an experiment for Zhang Guangmu.

The sword picks the nineteen factions, just to collect the swordsmen's human body data and experimental data.

Now that the goal has been achieved, it's time to get back to sorting out the gains.

……

Rainbow Sword Club.

During the Golden Autumn Yijian Festival, Li Xiaoxiao fought two games in a row, although he lost to Lin Chiyan in the second game, he was not depressed, but strengthened his beliefs, and his strength also improved.

Zhang Guangmu's registered disciple Lin Zitong, after relying on rote memorization to forcibly practice the set of boxing techniques he taught, which was essentially the "Imperial Body Forging Technique", studied and practiced hard every day, trying to surpass his brother and prove himself.

Because of the amazing performance of Li Xiaoxiao and Zhang Guangmu, the Feihong faction doesn't even need to advertise now, and talents will be sent to the door every day.

Such a change made Chu Fan smile from ear to ear all day long.

After recruiting a few good seedlings with potential and talent, as well as two ready-made combat powers, Chu Fan completed the transaction with the Du Kang faction, took a golden wine gourd, and went to the practice room to find Zhang Guangmu.

"Take it!"

Zhang Guangmu took off the heavy golden gourd in Chu Fan's hand, took off the stopper, and suddenly felt a rich and fragrant smell of wine coming to his face: "Wine? ”

Chu Fan replied with a smile: "It contains the [Dufa Wine], which is also the most precious treasure medicine!" ”

"It is made of many precious materials such as sword heart bamboo shoots, Xuanyang grass, thousand-year-old ginseng, refining marrow fat, magic Xuanguo, etc., with special techniques and sword yuan power to regulate the medicinal properties, and it takes sixty years to brew such a gourd!"

"Quick, drink it, it's good for your body!"