The water spirit sword of the lower grade of the ground level has changed greatly under the infusion of heaven and earth aura, and the sword body can hardly see the appearance of the metal material, it is as bright and transparent as crystal, and the surface of the crystal is full of cracks.

A sword of the lower grade of the ground level should definitely not be so unbearable, if it is used normally, it can withstand several times more power of heaven and earth, but it is Feng Zhiping who uses him!

No, it's not used, it's a destruction, it's burning, it's an overdraft, it's an irretrievable sacrifice!

The sword species did not use the Canglang Sword as a bridge to communicate the power of heaven and earth at all, but as food, and bait to attract more food!

This is undoubtedly a wasteful practice, and the results are just as significant.

A huge force far beyond the limit of Feng Zhiping's strength is contained in the sword, with the help of the sword species, he can barely control the whereabouts of this power, but it can't last, the spiritual origin is on the verge of collapse, this power may explode at any time, once it gets out of control, the consequences are unimaginable.

Guan Rong Mingrui sensed the mania of this force, and a strong sense of crisis permeated his heart.

"Protective Circle, Quick, Open the Protective Circle!!"

Needless to say, the magic circle hidden in the shadows had already reacted first, a thick pale golden light curtain separated the stands from the gladiatorial arena, and then pulled up and closed, enveloping the entire gladiatorial arena like an eggshell, and at the same time, the ground of the gladiatorial arena lit up with winding light lines, swallowing the aura inside like a bottomless mouth.

Feng Zhiping clearly felt that the aura of heaven and earth around him was rapidly thinning, and even the aura that was poured into the sword body was about to move.

Can't wait any longer!

Glancing at the direction of the stands, he made a slight plan in his heart, urged the sword technique, pressed the end of the hilt with his right hand, and raised his sword with his left hand to point in front of himself, and pointed at Guan Rong from afar.

"Sleepy!"

Suddenly, the intertwined sword gang turned into thorns, the already thick sword gang cage was completely impermeable, the innermost sword gang winded around Shang Guan Rong's body, and the delicate five-leaf clover bloomed and withered, and each time it withered, it was five heavy blows that could not be dodged.

Outside, the sword qi that was retreating from strength also changed its decline, turning into a silver snake gnawing at the sword shadow, hitting it with its body, going forward and fighting without fear of death, and forcing the sword shadow back away little by little, getting farther and farther away.

Canglang Jian and the others were forced to retreat to the edge of the field, clinging to the light curtain with frightened faces.

This kind of confrontation is far beyond their common sense, and it is almost the same as the legendary immortal fighting method.

This is the battle of the Kamizo period?

But the Sword Marquis is not in the Divine Hiding Period, how can he use such a move that is even more terrifying than Guan Lao?

The five people were puzzled, and Liu Cheng was the most shocked.

The sense of innate self-satisfaction is long gone, and now all that remains is horror and a strong desire.

He also wants to be such a strong man!

This is what he thinks, no, is what he should become!

In the sword cage, Guan Rong's face sank like water, the metallic luster on his body was stronger than before, and the sword flower could only peck out white spots, and in the blink of an eye, it would return to its original state, and it would not be able to break the skin at all.

However, Guan Rong, who was safe and sound, was still in a heavy mood.

He knew that Feng Zhiping's purpose was not to hurt him, but to trap him, and the other party had succeeded.

The power of the scimitar is divided into two strands, half is used to resist the erosion of the sword cage, and half is used to besiege Feng Zhiping, originally there was no problem, dealing with Feng Zhiping is nine out of ten, but after the power of heaven and earth is added, it is a little difficult to support it with only one scimitar.

In the current situation, there are only two ways to break the situation, one is to wait for the magic circle of the Peerless Pavilion to completely drain the aura in the field, and with the cultivation of the Shenzang period, he can steadily win Feng Zhiping, and it only takes some time.

But the other party won't give him this kind of opportunity, this kid is not stupid, he can't see the outside world, but with his spiritual sense, he can find out what Feng Zhiping is brewing, don't think about it, it must be used to break through the protective barrier.

Another way is to use the second treasure blade, and the power of the two treasure blades is enough to subdue Feng Zhiping in one fell swoop, but this method is not a last resort, and he doesn't want to use it.

First of all, using two treasure blades at the same time is not as simple as holding one in one hand, if you want to really exert the power of the treasure blade, you must be inspired by spiritual sense, and using two treasure blades at the same time means that you have to divide your heart into two uses, he has just started refining the "god" Not long ago, the heart is divided into two uses It is easy to be counterattacked, not to mention hurting his own mind, in case the power of the treasure blade is out of control and goes violent, it is likely to kill Feng Zhiping and everyone present.

In addition, there is another reason, and the most important reason, that is, his other treasure blade is too strong for him to fully control.

This thing is new to him, and he is still pondering, and there is a danger of getting out of control when used alone, and the result is self-evident.

What to do?

Do you want to fight, or do you believe in the power of the magic circle, and bet that Feng Zhiping can't break the barrier, or do you want to be exhausted before breaking it?

Guan Rong hesitated, but Feng Zhiping didn't.

The formation of the Wushuang Pavilion is very evil, not only can it devour the surrounding heaven and earth aura and the aura infused with the treasure blade, but it can also have an impact on the internal force, if it weren't for the sword species, he would have been exhausted by now.

Can't put it off any longer!

If you drag it out, you will definitely lose!

Feng Zhiping raised his left hand and held it high at the top, opened his five fingers and grabbed it hard, above his head, the scattered aura gathered rapidly, and a giant sword condensed purely by aura slowly emerged, as if he was holding it in his hand, as his wrist slowly moved, the sword blade pointed directly at a certain place in the stands.

"He... What does he want to do?"

"Does he want to break through this shield?!"

"No kidding, the Peerless Pavilion's protective array can resist the full force of the master of the Divine Hidden Period, can he break it?"

"It's hard to say, didn't you see Guan Lao trapped by him?"

"It's not dead if it's trapped, Guan Lao is not serious, if he wasn't afraid of his father, Guan Lao would have cleaned him up a long time ago!"

"Then why hasn't the old man come out for so long?"

"This..."

The crowd was talking, and the people at the point of the sword were terrified, screaming and fleeing to the sides.

Wang Shan and Sheng Taiyang slipped away early, Han Zhixing followed, and Zhao Wei also wanted to run, but he was holding Wu Nan in his hand, and the sword was pointed wherever he ran, and the urine was about to come out, and finally he finally figured out the reason, and threw Wu Nan to the ground with a gloomy face.

"Cao Da's mourning star, die by yourself!"

Spat hard, Zhao Wei pulled out his legs and ran.

"Save me! Take me, take me! I'm Wu Nan, the sixth young master of Mashanbo Mansion! You can't see death without saving me!!"

Poor Wu Nan was beaten twice, broke an arm and a leg, how could he have the strength to run, he called Zhao Wei for help on the ground, but Zhao Wei didn't look back at all.

"Save me! Who's going to save me! I've got money, I'll give money to whoever saves me, a lot of money! Damn, you ungrateful dog mongrel, you don't have to die well! Come on, help!!"

Crying and scolding, Wu Nan is crazy.

Those who were familiar with him looked sideways, and the others shook their heads secretly, what is the use of money in this situation, it's too late to hide, who dares to go over?

Someone dares!

Four figures rushed out of the crowd and dodged in front of Wu Nan, led by He Xing, who quietly disappeared on the field.

Wu Nan couldn't believe it, and then he was ecstatic, and laughed madly: "Okay, good, you guys are very good! Rewards, all rewards, Young Master Ben has rewards! Quick, go and kill him, whoever kills him, Young Master Ben will protect him for three lives and three lives of wealth and glory! Go quickly! What the hell, what are you doing in a daze, don't you go quickly!!

The four of them are all masters of the innate realm sitting in the Wushuang Pavilion, the cultivation of the spiritual knowledge period, He Xing's temperament is calm, he is used to being the master of ceremonies, and he is deaf to Wu Nan's words, and the remaining three are different, slightly angry.

The youngest man on the right hand looked back without hiding his disgust, and the sharp eyes and the aura of the innate realm made Wu Nan shut down, lowered his head and trembled.

"Xin Ran. ”

He Xing called lightly, and the man retracted his gaze, looking at the giant sword on the other side of the barrier with a face as heavy as water.

"Old He, what should I do?"

He Xing groaned slightly: "You stay with me, Luan Feng, Luan Hong, you take him to go first, send him back directly to Mashanbo Mansion, and be sure to send it to the Wu family in person!"

The Luan brothers responded to the order, and as soon as they turned around, they heard an exclamation.

I saw that the levitating giant sword began to move, the speed was not fast, but there was a unique sense of oppression of a mountain.

After three breaths, the giant sword came to about three feet in front of the barrier, and the speed suddenly rose as if it had been slammed into the barrier, and it slammed into the barrier.

There were no loud noises, not even sounds, just blinding glare bursting out.

Many people were caught off guard, covered their eyes in pain, rubbed them vigorously, and then forced them to open their eyes and look at the collision with tears in their eyes, refusing to miss this rare scene.

After the bright light, the barrier rippled heavily, and it was visibly thinner, but it was not broken, and it was rapidly recovering.

The giant sword lost its front end, and the remaining sword body continued to squeeze on the barrier, and the disintegrating fragments dispersed into aura, and then turned into sword qi under Feng Zhiping's control, swarming around the giant sword, frantically slamming towards the barrier.

The fluctuations of the barrier became more and more violent, and the collision site quickly thinned to a finger thick, but this thin last layer was as solid as a rock, and no matter how the sword qi frenzy raged, there was no trace of cracking.

Someone breathed a sigh of relief, pointed and laughed: "Haha, look, what I say, just because he doesn't want to break it at all!"

He Xing also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned around, he was about to order someone to take him away quickly, his head twisted halfway, and the corner of his eye found that the giant sword had mutated.

I saw that the giant sword suddenly collapsed as a whole, and the aura suddenly retracted before it could be dissipated, condensing into a spear.

No, it's not a spear, it's a stabbing sword that few warriors use!

The stabbing sword has no edge, only the edge, compared to the common two-edged sword and the thick-backed sword, it cannot be chopped and is not conducive to blocking, and the stabbing sword has only one sword intent - attack, attack, and attack.

is more crazy, crazy and paranoid than Liu Cheng's "Sword of Mountains and Rivers", completely abandoning defense, replacing defense with offense, and killing the enemy under the sword first.

Except for the assassins who are accustomed to sneak attacks, few people will use stabbing swords, and both offense and defense are the best choices for walking the rivers and lakes, and this extreme blade is completely out of line with the mainstream.

Feng Moxiu is a master of swordsmanship, and he has naturally studied the swordsmanship of stabbing the sword, Feng Zhiping was trained by him single-handedly, and he has practiced it, but he is not good at it compared to other blades.

Fang couldn't attack it for a long time, and the first thing he thought of was not the stabbing sword, but Zhan Qianwu's gun.

Zhan Qianwu rode the dust, and a little cold broke through the Sichuan and Dongjiang rivers, which made him extremely impressed, and it was the strongest technique he had ever seen for a point.

He wanted to follow suit, wanting to condense a spear of spiritual energy, but what he did not expect was a stabbing sword.

His brow furrowed slightly, and he immediately stretched.

Maybe it's about the sword species.

Sword typeSword type, except for the sword and the beast shadow demon form that has nothing to do with the blade, it may not be willing to take on other blade forms.

It doesn't matter, it's the same with a bayonet, the piercing force for one point is enough.

Urging the sword technique, the sword finger of the left hand pointed forward, and the sword rushed out in response, stabbing squarely on the barrier.

"Broken!"