Surrounded by twenty swords, Yang Yan's face was extremely calm, his mind was racing, each sword was of the same grade, it was better than the original ten swords, with his strength, it was not too difficult to destroy, but even if they were all destroyed, there would be more and more swords, and then it would be forty, and then when it reached hundreds or even thousands of swords, how to break it?

Hitting it hard obviously won't work, the only way to do it now is to find the eye of this sword formation, and then break it!

The eye of the formation is the center of a formation, and it is also the weakness of the formation.

But all formations have formation eyes, and sword formations naturally have them, but the formation eyes are extremely critical, and they are naturally extremely secretive, and it is not easy to find them.

And at this time, twenty sharp swords that swallowed the cold killing power and sword light stabbed towards Yang Yan, crossing the void, and it was extremely fast.

"Wind!"

Yang Yan's eyes flashed, and there was no wind around him, and at the same time, his figure blurred, as if it merged with the wind, and the wind blew, and Yang Yan disappeared in place.

Now that he has perfected the quenching of the marrow, he has broken through the nine layers of quenching, and his perception of the wind is also deeper, and he is more handy in using it.

"Woohoo!"

Twenty swords pierced down, piercing through the vague shadow of Yang Yan, tearing it into nothingness, but there was not a drop of blood.

Yang Yan's figure moved with the wind, and at the moment of the sword stabbing, he avoided it, and at the same time, his thoughts emanated, trying to capture the eye of the sword array.

"Wind!"

Yang Yan seemed to feel something, and his figure disappeared in place in a flash, and at this moment, the twenty swords seemed to react, stabbing down angrily, stabbing on the floor tile where Yang Yan was originally standing, and bursting out with dazzling sparks.

In this way, these twenty swords chased after Yang Yan relentlessly, vowing to kill him and sacrifice the sword, but Yang Yan knew very well that it was useless for him to make a senseless counterattack now, and after cutting off these swords, more and stronger swords would appear, so he dodged while using his mind to find the location of the formation eye.

And with Yang Yan's current control of the wind, the speed of the sword is also extremely fast, and he can often dodge it at the moment of the sword stab.

In this way, the twenty swords seemed to be enraged by Yang Yan's behavior of only hiding without fighting, or they were annoyed and angry because they couldn't stab him for a long time, and suddenly the sword body roared, as if it was roaring.

In such a sword sound, there seemed to be some kind of resonance between these twenty swords, and they did not attack immediately, but formed a circle in the sky above Yang Yan, spinning, diffusing a dangerous aura, and bursting out with super power.

Yang Yan below witnessed the movement of the swords, and his eyes suddenly froze, and at the moment when these swords formed a certain resonance, he felt some kind of invisible crisis enveloping him, wanting to devour him, and the killing intent that filled the space became extremely intense, just standing there, he could feel extremely depressed, making him tense.

There was no doubt that these twenty swords were brewing a supreme attack, and this blow was likely to threaten him.

At this time, the sword qi existing in the array seemed to have been summoned by the sword, and they all gathered towards the center of the circle surrounded by the sword, and in a short moment, a void above Yang Yan was filled with swords and sword qi, and the terrifying sword power pressed below, and the endless killing machine seemed to lock Yang Yan, ready to attack!

"Buzz ......"

The twenty swords vibrated in unison, as if an order had been given, and the sword qi that filled the hollow realm turned into a surging river of sword qi, pouring down like a thousand-foot waterfall, which was extremely spectacular, but it was murderous.

"Boom!"

A powerful sword intent rushed into the sky, like a volcanic eruption, Yang Yan erupted with a terrifying sword momentum, and infinite sword qi roared out towards the sky, wanting to pierce the sky!

"Boom!"

As soon as it went up, the two sword qi collided above Yang Yan, bursting out with dazzling white light, which was extremely gorgeous, and the violent sword qi splashed wantonly in the terrifying explosion, and even the air seemed to set off a ripple.

There was the aftermath of the sword qi that cut off Yang Yan's body, but it only made him feel a little pain, and now his physical body was so strong that these sword qi could not be damaged.

But at this moment, Yang Yan's expression was awe-inspiring, and at the moment when he broke out his sword momentum and confronted the rushing sword qi river, a sharp sword stabbed down from the top of his head angrily, like white lightning, wanting to penetrate his entire person.

"Wind!" Yang Yan's figure flashed, moving with the wind, and suddenly the sword qi river lost its obstruction and poured down, knocking the place where he had been standing with a rumbling sound.

"Huh?" Yang Yan found a killing machine that locked him, and at the moment when he just dodged a sword, another sword slashed down.

At this moment, the sword resonated with each other, and it was able to lock his location, and every time he dodged, he would immediately meet a sharp sword that was killed, like a storm, without any gaps.

At first, he could still use the wind to dodge, but later he used the soldier's word, how fast the soldier's speed was, but the sword attacks were still non-stop, and the accuracy was incomparable, each sword was his landing point, and even after he dodged once, he would face the combined siege of two or three swords.

At this time, the sword has not only fallen from the sky, or slashed left and right, but has been killed from all directions, and every direction cannot be ignored.

"Whew...... Shout...... Phew!"

Dodging a sword, the moment Yang Yan's figure just flashed out, the three sharp swords formed a horn momentum, killing the general, sealing his dodge space.

"Breeze Sword Technique!"

The essence of Yang Yan's eyes flashed, and suddenly the infinite sword momentum and wind converged on the Fire Flame Sword, and slashed out angrily, slashing through a brilliant arc, leaving a faint red color.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Three sounds came out in a row, and the three swords that came were cut off, and Yang Yan took this opportunity to flash his figure and dodge before the next sword came.

However, three new identical swords were soon added, but the number of swords did not increase, and the rank did not change.

Yang Yan's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood that every time the sword appeared was of the same grade, and if only one of them was cut, it would only replenish this one, and if all of them were cut, the number of swords would be doubled, and the level of the sword would be higher.

This is like a sword array within a sword array, the entire sword array is composed of many small sword arrays, and the number of swords in each small sword array is fixed, and the level of the swords is also the same.

The reason why he will cut off all the swords that appear every time there will be new, more and stronger swords, not that the sword is renewable, and his counterattack is not useless, but that after breaking a small sword formation, there are other stronger small sword formations, and only when all the small sword formations are broken, the entire sword formation will be broken, just like at the beginning of the talent test, every time he kills an enemy, a stronger enemy will appear.

Thinking of this, Yang Yan suddenly brightened, if he didn't fight back, just dodged, it would be equivalent to being trapped in this small sword formation all the time, it was better to break all the small sword formations, then the entire sword formation would naturally be broken.

Immediately, Yang Yan's eyes burst out with a burst of light, since this test was formulated according to his performance, this sword array would have a limit, it would not be infinitely strong, and even if this limit would exceed his strength, it would not be too outrageous, so what was he afraid of, no matter how you changed, when a sword broke it!

"Boom!"

The fierce sword momentum fully bloomed, the sword intent soared into the sky, the flames of battle burned in Yang Yan's eyes, and he saw a sharp sword that was killed, and the fire sword carried the incomparable sword momentum into the wind, moving with the wind.

"Ding!"

There was no suspense, the sword was directly cut off under the fire sword, taking advantage of the gap between the new sword and the unparalleled speed of the soldier's words, the fire sword in Yang Yan's hand slashed down against a sharp sword, extremely fast, and the afterimages were connected together.

Passing by, a sword with a short handle in two fell limply to the ground.

After each sword is broken, there will be a new sword to replenish, but there is a process, this process is very short, but a breath or two of time, and after Yang Yan fully unfolded the speed of the soldier's word, it is in this short period of time to cut off all the twenty swords, one without leaking, at this time the substitute sword of the first sword has not yet appeared.

However, Yang Yan knew that this was just the beginning.

After a while, the sharp sword reappeared, and as expected, the number reached forty, and the grade was also raised to a higher level, and the power of each sword was enhanced, full of murderous intent, and the sword intent was fierce.

Yang Yan was not afraid, his fighting spirit was high, and as soon as the forty swords appeared, he had already burst out of the military vocabulary, and rushed forward with lightning speed with the fire sword in his hand, and even the sword turned into a brilliant streamer, cutting through the space.

"Dingding......

A series of crisp sounds came out, Yang Yan was like a tiger entering a flock, and every swing of the Fire Flame Sword would cut off a sharp sword, Yang Yan had been dodging just not wanting to complicate the situation, and wanted to break the formation directly, but now he made up his mind to break it with force, so he was naturally ruthless and quick to solve it.

Soon, this round of small sword formations was completely broken by Yang Yan, followed by eighty swords, the grade of the sword had already surpassed the ordinary half-treasure weapon, but it was still cut off in Yang Yan's fierce attack.

Next is one hundred and sixty swords, at this time Yang Yan is already a little difficult, the level of the sword alone has exceeded the half-treasure weapon, close to the lower grade treasure weapon of the human level, not to mention that the attack of the sword is not only based on its own level, but also the strength of the power it carries, and the number is large, it is difficult to cut all of them for a while, and there will be frequent new swords generated to supplement the loss of the sword.

"Kill!"

The killing intent on Yang Yan's body became more and more vigorous, his eyes revealed a terrifying killing intent, and the murderous aura condensed to the essence in his body was mobilized, and burst out, and the fire flame sword slashed out in the direction of the most swords, and suddenly the brilliant brilliance bloomed in the space, and the brilliance of more than a hundred swords dimmed, the space was silent, and the substantive murderous aura almost made the air freeze.

The half-moon-shaped sword light swept through the space, killing and slashing, and everywhere it passed, all the swords were silenced under the sword light, but no sound came out, silently.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Two more sword lights that were equally killing bloomed, cutting off one sword after another.

After a cup of tea, around Yang Yan, there were swords that had been cut off everywhere, and these swords were placed in the Taihua Sect, which was a lot of wealth, but they were discarded here like scrap iron.

Yang Yan held the Fire Flame Sword, panting slightly, sweat dripping from his forehead, and the broken sword that fell on the ground shattered with a "click".

However, the sword array did not give him a moment to recuperate, and the one hundred and sixty swords were broken for more than a dozen breaths, and the dense swords appeared in the space again, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the sun, full of murderous power......

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