Yang Chen didn't hear Li Qutu's shout at all, and was still intoxicated by the water fist. However, he was able to sense that the water around him was attacking him and became stronger. He was not surprised, not only did his fists swing more smoothly, but the muscles of his body were also moving, unloading the attack of the water potential.

"Mention it again!" Li Qutu, who was on the beach, observed for less than a minute, and then shouted again.

The six great martial artists did not say a word, and raised their strength to the fourth level of samurai. This was six warriors attacking Yang Chen, and Yang Chen felt a huge pressure. But this pressure has not yet reached its limit.

"Mention it again!" Li Qutu shouted again.

A hint of discoloration flashed in the eyes of the six martial artists, and they were attacking Yang Chen with the strength of the fourth layer of the warrior. And not one person, it's six. Six samurai fourth-layer water attribute cultivators combined to attack one person, it was definitely not as simple as six people, and the power was doubled.

However, that Yang Chen was able to withstand it!

What kind of evil is this?

Li Qutu was not surprised, he knew Yang Chen's strength, in the middle of the eleventh layer of the Golden Bell Jar, could it be an ordinary warrior?

He clearly knew that Yang Chen's strength was definitely equivalent to the eighth layer of a warrior. The reason why they didn't let those six martial artists improve their strength too quickly, but raised them one by one, was because there were six of them, and Li Qutu wanted to put pressure on Yang Chen and assist Yang Chen in comprehending, but he didn't want to interrupt Yang Chen's comprehension.

"Boom ......"

The attack of the six warriors has been raised to the fifth level of the samurai.

Yang Chen felt that the pressure had increased again, his fists swung faster, and his comprehension of the power of water had further improved, as if he had seen a more mysterious world.

"Mention it again!" said Li Qutu on the beach.

"Boom ......"

The six martial artists raised their strength to the sixth level of samurai. They are martial artists, and although they have raised their cultivation level to the sixth layer of samurai, with their experience, they are able to reach the seventh layer of samurai with the attack power they unleash. Six martial artists whose attack power had reached the seventh layer of the samurai joined forces to attack Yang Chen, and the pressure reached the limit that Yang Chen could bear.

On the beach, a hint of nervousness flashed in Li Qutu's eyes. He didn't know if Yang Chen would collapse under the pressure of this limit, or would he break through under the pressure of this limit?

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Yang Chen danced his fists, his muscles were moving, and his muscles were bulging like a dragon.

"It's close!"

"Closer!"

It was as if he had seen the door, and it was so close to him that it seemed as if he could buy it in just one step.

It's close again!

Half a step away!

It's closer!

"Boom ......"

Yang Chen's body was bombarded and flew high and fell on the beach, rejuvenating him from his immersion.

"Big brother!" Yang Guang was the first to rush over and looked at Yang Chen with concern.

Yang Chen shook his head, feeling the glare of the midday sun. Before he knew it, it was already noon, and Yang Chen wanted to sit up, but found that he had no strength at all, which was a sign that his strength and spiritual power had been depleted.

"Just a little bit!"

Yang Chen sighed in his heart, if his strength and spiritual power allowed him to hold on for a little longer, maybe he would be able to comprehend that unknown world.

"Yang Chen, how is it?" Li Qu suddenly came to Yang Chen's side, squatted down, and looked at him expectantly.

Yang Chen shook his head and said, "I feel that I am very close to a realm, but ......"

"Don't rush, take your time!" Li Qu suddenly patted Yang Chen's shoulder: "You are cultivating here, and it is not easy to perceive the existence of that realm. Do you see them?"

Li Qu suddenly gestured to the six martial artists who were coming from the sea water, "The six of them have not comprehended that realm. ”

"What kind of realm is that?"

"Martial will!" Li Qutu said in a condensed voice: "On top of the potential, it is the meaning." It can only put pressure on the enemy, but it cannot bring a substantial blow. But it is possible. You need to understand it yourself!"

"Yes!"

"Your team can rest this afternoon. Dong Linshan's team continued training in the afternoon. ”

Dong Linshan's team didn't have the slightest jealousy, they knew that Yang Chen's team performed much better than them, and they had held on for too much time than them. Moreover, they learned a lot from the combat process of Yang Chen's team. At this time, their hearts were full of fighting spirit. They couldn't wait to go back and discuss how to fight, and then test their results in the afternoon.

Yang Guang and Yang Chen stood up and returned to the camp. When the chef of the national team made a nutritious meal, Yang Chen also regained some strength. After eating, Yang Chen returned to his tent and entered the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

For several days, the two squads of Yang Chen and Dong Linshan were taking turns challenging the six martial artists. But the two squads tried their best to feed, and they didn't touch the corners of the clothes of the six martial artists.

At dusk on the third day, a warrior from Weapon City came and brought a big bag to Yang Chen. It is filled with processed scimitars, which are scimitars processed with fiery red pythons.

Each scimitar is only the size of a substance, curved like a crescent moon. There are three thousand two hundred and sixty-eight in all.

Yang Chen summoned Yang Guang, Leng Feng, Cheng Mingfei and Dong Linshan, and each gave them two hundred python scale scimitars. After sending the warriors of the Weapon City away, Yang Chen entered his tent, set up a maze, and then entered the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

Yang Chen stood in front of the cave mansion, with the big bag beside him, which contained more than two thousand python scale scimitars.

"Sneer......"

Previously, Yang Chen estimated that he could command three hundred python scale scimitars, so he used his spiritual power to command three hundred python scale scimitars from the big bag.

It's all red!

"Click......"

Countless python scale scimitars collided together, and there was chaos in front of them, like bursting fireworks.

Yang Chen's spiritual power was certain, and the three hundred python scale scimitars were fixed in the air. Yang Chen pondered.

These three hundred python scale scimitars are not three hundred flying swords, and the flying swords are all straight. Even if Yang Chen can't command like his arm, he can still wield a flying sword and impact the enemy like a torrent.

But the scimitar is different, its trajectory is different from that of a flying sword.

A flying sword can go in a straight line, but a scimitar cannot. It walks in an arc.

This requires strong control, and it is also necessary to design the coordination of three hundred scimitars, otherwise, as just now, the three hundred scimitars will collide with each other, not only can not kill the enemy, but also chaos.

Yang Chen began to carefully control the three hundred scimitars flying in the air.

"Click......"

The scimitars collided with each other and became a mess.

However, Yang Chen had the patience and took back the three hundred scimitars from the sluggishness, and first controlled the ten python scale scimitars, which was really different from controlling the flying sword. Yang Chen put away the nine scimitars again, leaving only one, and began to study the imperial envoy of the scimitar.

The first thing to do is to study the trajectory of the scimitar as it flies through the air.

Of course, Yang Chen could also forcibly control the scimitar to walk in a straight line. However, it loses the characteristics of the scimitar and reduces the power of the scimitar.

Yang Chen reached out and grabbed the scimitar, and threw the scimitar out with a wave of his hand. He didn't use his mental power to make an envoy, but just used his mental power to envelop the scimitar and observe the trajectory of the scimitar.

He must first understand the trajectory of the scimitar's natural movement, and when he uses his spiritual power to control it in the future, he can't go against the trajectory of the scimitar's operation, and can only accelerate and control it on this basis, and give full play to the power of the scimitar.

Yang Chen studied this study for more than an hour. Then he began to use a python scale scimitar, at first, just following the trajectory of the scimitar, and then on the basis of the trajectory of the scimitar, he began to guide the trajectory of the scimitar, and then accelerated.

"Sneer......"

The speed of the thin and sharp scimitar suddenly increased, hovering in the air, and it was no longer discernible that it was the shape of the scimitar, it was a ball of red. Yang Chen controlled the python scale scimitar and began to attack a large tree from all angles.

A quarter of an hour later, the python scale scimitar increased to two. By dusk, the scimitars under Yang Chen's control had increased to twenty. Twenty scimitars cut through the tree from every angle.

Putting away the scimitar, Yang Chen's eyes were full of excitement and entanglement!

In fact, these twenty scimitars did not have much advantage compared to twenty flying swords. The advantage is not brought by the scimitar, it is brought by the material of the python scales. Because they are smaller and lighter. The result is faster. The greater advantage was that with Yang Chen's current level of spiritual power, the Imperial Envoy's twenty flying swords would have reached the limit. But the envoy can have more of this python scale scimitar.

Can you imagine a three-hundred-handled python scale scimitar attack?

As soon as he thought of this scene, Yang Chen was excited.

However, this is also the one who is entangled. The more scimitars you control, the more troublesome it is. To design the trajectory of each scimitar, the three hundred scimitars must cooperate with each other and not block each other's routes. It's definitely not an easy job. I don't know how long it will take Yang Chen.

Don't look at Yang Chen's time in the afternoon, he has progressed from one scimitar to twenty scimitars, which is less. Wait until the number of machetes in the Envoy increases, let's say to a hundred. At that time, every time you add a scimitar, it becomes very troublesome, and you need to add more micro-control.

In the next few days, Yang Chen's team challenged six martial artists in the morning and practiced freely in the afternoon. Yang Chen was all practicing in the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain for an afternoon to control the python scale scimitar. After dinner, I practiced according to the previous plan, what should be cultivated.

In the past few days, Yang Chen and Dong Linshan's team still haven't touched the corners of any martial artists' clothes, but they have been holding on for a long time. Yang Chen persisted the longest, and every time under the pressure of the six martial artists, he comprehended the realm above the potential:

But every time he felt close to the door, he was always a little closer.

He hadn't sent a single python scale scimitar to attack six martial artists, because so far, he had only been able to control sixty.

Yang Guang, Leng Feng and Cheng Mingfei, as well as Dong Linshan tried to control the python scale scimitar attack, but the effect was not ideal. So they only did it once, and then they never used it again. However, every afternoon, these people would be on the beach, making the python scale scimitar, practicing repeatedly.

this day.

It was the last training, and it was still Dong Linshan's team first, although the result was still defeated, but they were able to hold out for twenty-one minutes under the attack of the six martial artists. When they fail, their faces are not frustrated, but excited. They firmly believe in their hearts that they will be able to defeat Guandao.

Looking at the excitement on the faces of the ten members of Dong Linshan's team, the six martial artists were not happy. The big face sneered:

"After training you for so many days, you haven't even touched a piece of Lao Tzu's clothes, it's really waste. ”

Dong Linshan's faces were stiff when the faces of the ten people were stiff.

The sarcasm on the big long face expanded: "What? I'm not right? Are we better at cultivating than you?

Are we more numerous? We're only six of us, and you're ten, okay?

That's it, I can't touch a corner of Lao Tzu's clothes, isn't it waste?"

Dong Linshan's ten people walked towards the beach with ugly faces, and Li Qutu was speechless. He felt that the big long face was done right, and he should cool down these little guys.

The big long face is obviously not enjoyable, and he can't control himself as soon as he opens his mouth. looked at Yang Chen's team and sneered:

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? You can't get down and be abused? It's all some waste, don't say that you can hit me, even if you can touch a corner of Lao Tzu's clothes, Lao Tzu will also say that you are terrible in the future. But can you? ”

Yang Chen looked at the big long face and suddenly smiled. It's just that his smile is a little cold.

What he hated in this life was that others called him waste, because he was called waste too many times in his previous life!

Whether you mean it well or badly, he doesn't allow others to be called waste.

"Cheer up!" Yang Chen snorted.

"Up!"

Everyone cheered in unison and went into the sea in an uproar. Come to knee-deep and play against six martial artists three hundred meters away.

The results were different, although Yang Chen's team used all their strength, they were still eliminated one by one. That big long face may have been muffled and didn't speak for the past few days, but today when the mockery mode was turned on, the mouth couldn't be closed. Every time one was eliminated, it had to be ridiculed, which made every member of Yang Chen's team blacken their faces.

"Bang!"

Another team member was eliminated, and now there are only three people left: Cheng Mingfei, Yang Chen and Yang Guang.

"Bang!"

Yang Guang was also eliminated, leaving Yang Chen and Cheng Mingfei behind.

Cheng Mingfei's speed is really fast!

Now he is not defensive, just a flash. The wind attribute and the phantom step actually made a monk who was fighting against him have no way in a short period of time, and at this time, the remaining five martial artists surrounded Yang Chen in the middle, constantly releasing Dao methods to Yang Chen.

Everyone knows it's the final show again!

Yang Chen would comprehend with the help of their pressure, before they had silently raised their strength to the sixth layer of the warrior, and then caused absolute pressure on Yang Chen.

However, today the big long face let go of himself.

Once he opened his mouth, he couldn't stop the brake, and he said endlessly with a big mouth.

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Chapter 333: Let Yourself Go