Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Incarnation of the Forest

Within the Golden Sword Sect, thousands of disciples with long swords in their hands flocked to it.

These disciples are also cultivating in the foundation building period, and no matter how many people there are, they can't change the situation on the field.

It seems that the Golden Sword Sect has given up on these disciples, not seeking merit against the enemy, just to delay time.

"There is a wrong, there is a debtor, today I am a disciple of Tianxing Academy, and the grievances between me and the Golden Sword Sect do not want to involve the innocent, and no one should avoid it quickly. Ruan Ruan shouted loudly, echoing in front of the entire mountain gate, and everyone heard it clearly.

"Don't be demagogic, give it to me. "Ge Liwei has already torn his face, and the four hairy boys can't deal with it, so the Golden Sword Sect might as well be disbanded.

He believed that even if these disciples couldn't take down the four of them, they would cause them some trouble.

The key is to test the strength of the other party and deal with it.

Thousands of Golden Sword Sect disciples surrounded the four of them, and a neat sword light pointed directly at the four people in the field.

These disciples had apparently practiced the art of encirclement, and under Ge Liwei's instructions, they formed a large sword formation.

The last time Ruan Ruan and the others came to the Golden Sword Gate, they encountered the other party's sword formation. However, those disciples were separated from each other by Qiu Mei, and they were beaten to the ground.

At this time, the sword formation formed by thousands of disciples was even more powerful and powerful than the previous sword array. Although the cultivation of these disciples was not high, relying on the advantage of numbers, hundreds of people formed four small sword wheels in groups.

The four sword wheels corresponded to the four people, and the bright sword light began to rotate, like sharp gears, separating the four people.

Zhu Zixin didn't wait for the sword wheel to get close, and released his trick "Thousands of needles and thousands of leaves." ”

A green halo lit up and condensed around him. The true qi of the wood system formed thousands of green rays of light and shadow, bursting out in all directions.

Encounters with the rolling sword wheels stir up a green mist.

The green pine needles formed by the green light and shadow were shattered by the sword light emitted by the sword wheel.

This sword wheel is quite ingenious, equivalent to each disciple taking turns to bear the impact of the green leaves, and actually withstood Zhu Zixin's big move.

Zhu Zixin's body continued to bloom with green light, mobilizing the nearby wood elements, and the green leaf pine needles were more condensed, and they bombarded the sword wheel like a storm.

Hundreds of disciples were swaying under the impact of his green wood element, and the sword wheel slowly spread, obviously under great pressure.

Wu Changli took out the array flag from his bosom and threw it around, constantly punching out the seal in his hand, and arranged a Vajra Ruyi array on the way of the sword wheel.

The sword wheel slammed into the Vajra Ruyi array, causing a fluctuation that could not move forward, unable to break through his defenses for a while.

Du Xiaobai just verified his experience of retreat. When he saw the sword wheel coming, he jumped up and put a flute to his mouth.

The sound of the flute whimpered, with a sense of desolation.

"Heaven and earth are screaming!"

He transformed his long-standing depression into his own unique attack.

The sound wave spread in all directions, and the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect who formed the sword wheel heard the sound of his flute, and a sad emotion arose in their hearts. The long sword in his hand stopped, and the sword wheel stopped turning, as if time had stopped.

The sound wave continued to amplify, and more and more of the disciples in the field were infected by the sound of the flute, their hearts were shaken, their emotions were depressed, and their hearts were indescribably lonely, and they gradually lost their fighting spirit.

When facing the enemy, morale is the most important.

At this time, the grief was all over the wilderness, the mind was scattered, and the sword array had lost all its sharpness.

Seeing that the situation on the field was not good, Ge Liwei shouted loudly.

"All cheer up, we can't take down the four of us today, what awaits us will be the destruction of our Golden Sword Gate. ”

Those disciples were limited by the realm and couldn't control their emotions at all.

Ruan Ruan was not in a hurry to make a move, and several people around him still needed to be trained. He hopes that these comrades-in-arms will also grow into independent forces.

So far, he has been quite satisfied with the performances of several people. In particular, Du Xiaobai's use of sound waves to disturb the enemy and reduce the enemy's morale made his eyes shine.

The avenue is invisible, and the mystery of the Tao that everyone perceives is very different.

Every grass and tree, every mountain and a river all contain the avenue of heaven and earth.

No matter how you enter the Tao, you are contemplating the mysteries of heaven and earth.

Being able to transform it into one's own means is the correct understanding of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

As cultivation grows, everyone will follow a different path.

Perception is only the basic understanding, how to maximize the use of it, is the real entry.

At present, they have all touched the rudiments of the Dao, and only by continuous deduction in actual combat can they gradually enter the house.

Zhu Zixin has been constantly tempered during this period of time, and the use of wood true qi has become smoother. His true qi is endless, long and long. The green halo on his body has condensed into a turquoise color, and the green leaf pine needles emitted are gradually becoming more powerful.

The disciples of the Golden Sword Sect were demoralized by Du Xiaobai's flute. The long sword in his hand was like a thousand pounds, and the sense of pathos in his heart made them have no intention of fighting at all. Under Zhu Zixin's wild bombardment, the sword wheel had begun to collapse, and the entire sword array was on the verge of collapse.

Wu Changli was at ease, the opponent's attack was gradually weak, and the impact of the sword wheel was getting weaker and weaker.

Thousands of disciples staggered in the middle of the room, as if they were drunk.

They were unable to resist the mental fatigue brought on by the sound of the flute, and many of them could no longer bear the mental pressure and threw their swords on the ground.

Ge Liwei could no longer control the situation, and the situation in front of him was something he did not expect.

Could these boys be all genius disciples of Tianxing Academy?

In the face of the sword wheel formation formed by thousands of people, they not only calmly dealt with it, but also gained the upper hand.

It's time to make a move.

Kill the flute kid first.

As soon as he waved at the three elders, the three of them pounced on Du Xiaobai.

The three masters of the Jindan Realm shot at Du Xiaobai, and immediately forced Du Xiaobai to be unable to drive the flute.

The sound of the flute stopped, and those disciples of the Golden Sword Sect woke up as if in a dream, and continued to besiege Zhu Zixin and Wu Changli.

Three sword lights trapped Du Xiaobai in the sword shadow.

Du Xiaobai kept blocking the three long swords with his flute, and immediately fell into the downwind.

After all, he was only in the early stage of Jindan, and when he met three kendo masters of the same level, he could only support it.

Seeing that he was in critical condition, Wu Changli also joined him in the fight.

While he was running the Vajra Ruyi Array, resisting the attack of the sword wheel, he took out the magic weapon that he rarely showed in front of people.

It turned out to be a palm-sized array disk.

Under his full urging, the golden light flashed in the array, forming two golden halos under his and Du Xiaobai's feet.

Du Xiaobai felt that his footsteps had become a lot more flexible, and his body style had become elegant, shuttling back and forth among the three sword lights, and it was no longer the situation of being passively beaten before.

Wu Changli was beside him, and he also continued to help him resist the attacking sword qi. The two of them resisted the fierce attacks of the three elders, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Zhu Zixin's thousands of needles and leaves have been exerted to the extreme, and the green halo that emerges around him is constantly swallowing dense green leaf pine needles. Although he no longer had the influence of Du Xiaobai's flute, those disciples of the Golden Sword Sect still couldn't compete with him.

Hundreds of people have been wounded under his trick and lie on the ground incapacitated.

Zhu Zixin became more and more courageous the more he fought, and as he continued to stimulate the true qi in his body, his perception became deeper and deeper. The liquid wood true qi brought up by the Jin Dan rotation also became viscous. The light above Jindan is prosperous, and there is a faint tendency to become bigger, and it is no longer far away to break through the middle of Jindan.

More and more disciples of the Golden Sword Sect were injured by the wood-based elements driven by his true qi, and the sword wheel could no longer function completely. The original four sword wheels became two, and they were only struggling to support, barely dissolving the endless green light and shadow.

The advantage of the true qi of the wood system is the endurance in group battles, which has been vividly reflected in Zhu Zixin.

It was as if he had incarnated into a forest, mobilizing the overwhelming green wood elements to shatter the impact of the sword array in front of him.

At this moment, he completely became the most dazzling presence on the field, and he was also the battlefield harvester in the eyes of the enemy. The green light completely covered the outside of the Jinjianmen Mountain Gate, as if spring had come in advance, sprinkling infinite greenery on this land.