As Han Chen's voice fell, a fierce wind suddenly blew in the Hundred Swords Killing Array, and a sharp long sword broke through the ground and was suspended in the air.

The long sword appeared, and the endless sharp aura around it seemed to have found a belonging, and it was quickly attracted and integrated into the long sword.

Snort

After absorbing the sharp aura in the formation, the hundred long swords were like fully quenched divine weapons, vibrating slightly, the sharp aura escaped out, and the surrounding air was cut and shattered.

"What the hell is this!"

"Rewind"

Looking at the hundred long swords that suddenly appeared, the faces of the four warriors changed drastically, and without the slightest hesitation, they quickly turned around and were about to withdraw.

It's just that it's too late at this point.

In the Purple Pole Smoke Array, Han Chen's eyes were slightly jawed, and the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were raised together, forming a sword finger, raising slightly, and slashing lightly in the void.

Phew

In the Hundred Swords Killing Array, a hundred long swords suspended in the air shook slightly, and then ten long swords seemed to be held by someone, cutting through the air and slashing towards the four people from behind.

The pupils of the four of them shrank suddenly, and their hearts were even more frightened.

The art of the sword, this is actually the art of the sword that can only be performed by the strong of the sword king!

When the martial artist cultivates and reaches the sword spirit realm, he can comprehend the spirit of the sword, and attach himself to the long sword with his own mind, so as to achieve the move as he wants, not stagnate in the form, not stuck in the level of things, and use the sword against the enemy, such as an antelope hanging horns, whimsical, and completely without a trace.

And after reaching the realm of the Sword King, you can use the Spirit Sword to comprehend the Great Achievement, and you can perform the art of the Imperial Sword. Whether it's the flight of the sword, or the departure of the long sword, the sword against the enemy, it is this sword art that relies on.

The four of them could never have imagined that this young man could actually perform the sword art that only a strong sword king could comprehend.

It's just that although I was horrified, this is not the time to think about this.

Looking at the ten long swords that were slashed at each other, the four of them did not dare to slack off, the true yuan in their bodies surged, and the long swords in their hands slashed out with all their might.

Bell, bell, bell

Sparks flew in the air, and six of the ten swords swirled and flew out. There are also four swords, but they were cut off by four people with a sword.

"Three-grade famous device. Sure enough, it's still a little low!" In the Purple Pole Smoke Array, Han Chen, who sensed this scene, shook his head lightly and said.

In fact, the grade of the three-grade famous instrument is not low. After all, the price of spiritual weapons is too expensive. There is not some thick net worth. It is impossible to afford to consume, and it is even possible to be coveted by others and get into trouble for nothing.

But that's just for those ordinary martial artists.

These nine sects compete. The martial artists who entered the second round of assessment were all geniuses and handsome people who were famous, and their cultivation of exercises, martial arts, and swords were especially poor. Especially after seven days of fighting, the martial artists who are still alive now, none of the exercises and martial artists they have cultivated are below the ground level, and the swords they have are all based on five-grade spiritual weapons, and some of them even have six-grade spiritual weapons.

Famous weapons and spiritual weapons are originally two levels, but now they are several grades apart, and there is no comparison at all.

"Ten swords are not enough, then a hundred!"

The voice fell, and the sword finger of his right hand lightly drew several lines in the void one after another.

A hundred swords are in the battle.

"This kid is too weird to be beaten, everyone make a move, get out of here first" Among the four martial artists, a disciple of the White Cloud Sect shouted, only half of what he said, and his face changed drastically.

Not only him, but the other three people also turned extremely ugly at this time.

I saw the long swords suspended in the air around me, and at this time, they all shook together, making a continuous sound of Qingyue sword groaning, and then the six long swords that were knocked out before turned into a rain of swords in the sky, impacting towards the surroundings.

The long sword in the sky, the sharp aura exuded, extremely powerful, where it passed, the air was cut in all directions, and on the ground, the ravines were vertical and horizontal, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Rush out!" the disciple of the White Cloud Sect roared with a hideous face.

At this time, there is only one way to rush out, this is the only way to live, to stay, there is only a dead end, of course, if you can cut off these swords one by one, then you can naturally live.

It's just that if you really have this strength, it's better to rush out first.

Hearing this, the other three also gritted their teeth and shouted 'rush' in unison, although the four of them chose a direction and rushed forward.

"White Cloud Sword Sea!"

"Waterfall soaring to the sky!"

With a loud roar, the long swords in the hands of the four people were raised, and the strongest attack erupted, blasting towards more than twenty long swords that were slashing at each other.

Bell, bell, bell

The deafening sound sounded continuously, sparks splashed everywhere, and several long swords 'clicked', directly disconnected, fell to the ground, turned into dots of light, and dissipated, while the other long swords were knocked out.

Seeing this, the four of them were overjoyed, and the swords in their hands swung more rapidly.

In the end, the four of them are the powerhouses of the late stage realm of the half-step Sword King, and when they join forces at this time, the strength that erupts is indeed amazing.

A long sword, constantly being cut off, constantly being knocked away, the four of them did not stop, just such a few breaths of effort, it has already crossed two zhang, and the distance from the edge is only two and a half zhang.

In the Purple Extreme Smoke Array, Han Chen's face was calm, and in this regard, he did not see the slightest anxiety on his face, the strength of these four people was not weak, and it was a little unrealistic to want to use a hundred swords to kill the formation and leave them behind.

Again, his purpose was originally just to resist these martial artists and hold out until the end of the second round of assessments, and now this situation has reached the goal he expected.

Rumble!

A deafening roar sounded, and the long sword in the sky was blasted open and cut off, and four figures rushed out of it.

Looking back at the sword rain that was flying rapidly in the air behind them, the faces of the four people turned pale and rushed out of the formation, but it was only four and a half zhang away, but it was these four and a half zhang that made the true yuan in the four of them almost exhausted.

Retracting their gazes, the four of them glanced at each other, and they all looked at each other and saw a trace of palpitations.

If the last four people didn't blast away the sword rain, then they really couldn't get out, but fortunately, the four people finally came out.

But the four of them didn't dare to stay longer, so they immediately jumped into one body, spread out their bodies, and left quickly.

Perceiving this scene, Han Chen also breathed a sigh of relief, and then his heart moved, and his soul perception extended into the small blood array.

At this time, in the small bloody array, the dozens of warriors, more than a dozen, were lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead, while the other warriors were gritting their teeth, their eyes were red, and they slowly retreated outside the formation.

The negative aura in the Little Blood Demon Formation is not something that these people can bear, such as the four people of the White Cloud Sect, it is really too little.

Retracting his soul perception, Han Chen didn't pay much attention to it, his eyes closed, and he began to quietly recover his true yuan and soul power.

Time passed slowly, and after a cup of tea, all the warriors in the small blood demon array retreated, and then their faces were pale, and they quickly fled away without looking back.

Han Chen did not react to this.

In the blink of an eye, another stick of incense passed.

At a certain moment, in the void, a faint suction force diffused out.

Han Chen opened his eyes and said softly.

"The second round of assessment is finally coming to an end!" (to be continued......)