"Senior brother, what's the situation?"

"This man just smacks there, and he doesn't let out a fart. ”

"You can't be a bluffer, right?"

"Let's not ink with him. ”

"Ten of us joined forces, and I can't solve him if I don't believe it. ”

An impatient swordsman said.

Chen Xifeng was silent, looking straight at Han Shi in the sky with his eyes.

When the other eight heard this, they were both amused and angry at the man's outrageous words.

Feelings: You have cultivated to dogs for so many years?

When this person appeared, we were unaware, how could you and I guess the realm of this person?

I don't know the depth of the other party, how dare to make a rash move.

At this point, we haven't made a move, and the thing is that there is still room for maneuver.

If you make a reckless move, the opponent's strength is far above our ten people, and then won't you be a vain ghost?

Han Shi was immersed in his thoughts like this, and the ten people stared at the person quietly.

"That arrogant you, why are you willing to be someone else's lackey in this life?"

"You are you, not him. ”

Han Shi, who came back to his senses, looked at Chen Xifeng and said indifferently.

Immediately, he turned his gaze again, looked at the other nine swordsmen, and said indifferently: "Han Shi's life, I will protect it." ”

"Your cultivation is not easy to come by, and you can go further in the way of the sword. ”

"If you eliminate it today, the gain outweighs the loss. ”

"Go back to where you came from. ”

Chen Xifeng was thoughtful, and then smiled with relief. He said loudly: "The people of this world are for this life." ”

"Only cultivate the sword heart, not afraid of life and death. ”

"Danping Sect Chen Xifeng, please give your Excellency!"

The nine swordsmen beside Chen Xifeng were stunned at first when they heard this, and then they were relieved and slowly raised their swords.

"Danping Sect Second Sword Jia Heng, please give your Excellency advice!"

"Danping Sect Three Swords Jiang Fan, please give your Excellency advice!"

"The Four Swords of Danping Sect, Xu Qi, please give your advice!"

"Danping Sect Five Swords Yuan Hua, please give your Excellency advice!"

"Danping Sect Six Swords Fan Hongtao, please give your Excellency!"

"Danping Sect Seven Swords Zhao Yanjun, please give your Excellency advice!"

"Danping Sect Eight Swords Zhou Li, please give your Excellency!"

"Danping Sect Nine Swords King Lin Xiao, please give your Excellency!"

"Ten Swords of Danping Sect, Yao Qingshan, please give your Excellency advice!"

The swordsman who wavered in his heart before, after hearing the sentence "only cultivate the sword heart, not afraid of life and death", it was like an enlightenment.

This may be the reason why he, Chen Xifeng, can be far ahead of them.

In the face of the great enemy, the heart is cowardly without a fight, and the power of the sword is greatly reduced.

Just in terms of state of mind, he Chen Xifeng has a perseverance far superior to the nine of them.

If you want to make it all the way to the kendo, talent is naturally essential.

Innate talent, in terms of cultivation speed, it is naturally far superior to those with slightly inferior qualifications.

But people with slightly inferior qualifications can stick to the path they have cultivated for ten years, catch up and then catch up with the geniuses of their peers who rely on a few talents and empty their eyes, isn't it also a big deal?

The so-called sword heart, isn't it that I have a sword, let you be charming, magical, immortal, Buddha and demon, and you are not afraid?

Han Shi looked at the ten swordsmen who looked at death as if they were at home, and the nine who were slightly inferior to Chen Xifeng before were actually a lot better in cultivation at this moment.

Han Shi said with disdain on his face: "It's a good sentence to only cultivate the sword heart, and you are not afraid of life and death." ”

"In my opinion, it is nothing more than the foolishness of the mantis arm blocking the car to bring about its own destruction. ”

"You practice swordsmanship, and I am domineering. ”

"Let's go up with ten people. ”

Ten swords came out together, and the bodies of the ten swordsmen turned into ten white rainbows, stabbing Han Shi in the chest.

Han Shi's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he threw a punch towards the ten people.

The moment the fist wind touched the tip of the sword, it exploded with a "bang", and the ten people fell backwards in a daze.

Ten swordsmen struggled to stop the body that was about to crash to the ground.

Among the ten people, the ninth sword king Lin Xiao, who was the bottom of the strength, and the tenth sword Yao Qingshan only felt that the qi in his body was disordered, his face was dry, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"I just punched it casually, you are so embarrassed, do you want to continue?" Han Shi said coldly.

"Formation!" Chen Xifeng said sharply with a resolute look in his eyes.

Immediately after that, the figures of the ten people suddenly flashed, flashing towards ten different directions, forming a circular encirclement.

Han Shi looked at the ten people who were flashing to different positions and shook his head.

Looking at the two people who were about to fly past him, the two were the Nine Sword King Lin Xiao and the Ten Sword Yao Qingshan, who had been broken by Han Shi's punch before.

Han Shi's eyes were cold, his figure suddenly flashed in front of the two, and he said softly: "Fart!" Then with a wave of his right hand, the two of them fell with the wind like a broken paper kite in a gale.

The two of them, who were already at the end of the strong crossbow, ate this heavy blow again, and the qi that was forcibly lifted up was like the water that burst the embankment at the moment, leaving no water in an instant, losing consciousness, and slamming their bodies into the ground, not knowing life and death.

The remaining eight people didn't care about the two who smashed to the ground, and they were still lucky. Wisps of golden light poured out from the tip of the sword, rushing towards the top of Han Shi's head and converging at one point.

Where the golden light converged, a small golden sword body slowly took shape, until the last sharp tip of the sword appeared, and there was a trace of thunder on the sword body, Chen Xifeng said loudly: "The first type, falling fireflies!"

Han Shi looked up at the small golden sword above his head, and said flatly: "There are only eight people left, do you still want to forcibly form a formation?"

"This style is quite powerful. ”

With Chen Xifeng's "fall!"

That small golden sword flashed like a meteor, and in an instant, it reached Han Shi's head, and it was about to pierce the person under the sword in an instant.

Another punch was handed out, and when the small golden sword touched the fist wind, it did not make a deafening sound, as if stabbing at the surface of a calm lake, but it was silent, and it actually had a faint penetrating potential.

"Oh?" Han Shi looked at the eight people, and the golden light couldn't help but pour out from the tip of the sword held by the eight people, getting stronger and stronger.

"It turned out to be different from the previous sword and spared no effort. ”

I saw Han Shi stretch out one hand, and grabbed the small golden sword above his head in the shape of a hook, and shouted: "Break it for me!"

There was a "click" sound, and the golden sword broke inch by inch, turning into a cloud of golden mist and dissipating into the air.

Han Shi turned his head and looked at the eight people around him, the strong person Gu Jing Wubo, and the person with a slightly inferior strength was pale, obviously the golden sword body above his head was broken, and the qi of the person who came out of the sword was broken along with it.

"If I break the formula again, how many of you eight will be left?"

"How much more power can you have left?" Han Shi said playfully with his hands on his back, looking at ease.

One style is not successful, one style is reborn, the eight people were not affected by Han Shi's sarcastic words, sat in the air with their eyes closed, and the sword in their hands floated in front of them, continuing their luck.

Eight swords slowly flew towards Han Shi.

Han Shi looked at the eight slow-moving flying swords with interest, and said softly, "Afterimage?" and then stretched out his hand and swept towards the void.

"Bang bang bang" metal crash sounded in bursts.

"Second style, Chill Wind!" Chen Xifeng said loudly.

The eight flying swords were not defeated as before, they only flew out upside down after being swept by Han Shi with a savage sweep, and then stabbed at Han Shi again with one sword after another.

Han Shi took the trouble to repel the flying sword again and again.

Flying swords crisscrossed like meteors, tirelessly repulsed and stabbed again.

"Alas. It's endless. Han Shi sighed softly.

Stretching out his hands towards the flying sword, he grabbed it again, and shouted "Close!"

The eight flying swords that looked like naughty children cruising around at this moment were like meeting their father and mother, and they stopped the messy rampage, and the "dada" was all collected by Han Shi in the palm of his hand.

In this way, the connection between the swordsman and the saber was forcibly torn off by Han Shi with almost brutal means, and the unstoppable leakage of the qi was like a flood pouring out of the embankment.

"The so-called masters, but Erer. ”

"This sparse and ordinary formation, exhausted when you use one style, is also worthy of the word master?"

"Don't frolic with you, I see that the two of you are already at the end of the crossbow, so I'll give you two a ride." ”

Han Shi turned his head to look at the Seven Swords Zhao Yanjun and the Eight Swords Zhou Li, and said lightly.

The two of them immediately made a defensive posture, using the last wisp of true qi left in their bodies, staring at the direction of the person with their eyes, not daring to slack off, even if they were defeated, they would not leave regrets.

The essence of the formation lies in gathering the strength of everyone and forcibly raising the power of the sword moves, and the more people who form the formation, the stronger the power will be.

Ten people are already missing two people, although they are the last two in strength among the ten people, but compared to gathering the strength of ten people to make a sword, the power is naturally inferior.

If two more people are reduced from the eight, the power of the formation of the six people will definitely be greatly reduced.

The power of eight people is still difficult to resist, and if six people want to win, it is simply a fool's dream.

When the six swordsmen heard what Han Shi said, they all forcibly used their luck in their bodies, put their hands together, and became monks into a fixed state, and the golden true qi in their bodies gushed out and lingered in the swordsman's body, gradually forming a translucent golden giant sword with a sword body several zhang long.

Eight swordsmen sat cross-legged on the tip of the sword, shining with golden light, like eight enchanted Buddhas, vowing to subdue the demons of the world.

Chen Xifeng got up slowly, put his hands behind his back, raised his hands to look up at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "Chen Xifeng turned into a sword today to prove my sword!"

"Take advantage of the situation!"

The sky turned from a cloudless clear sky to pitch black in an instant, turning into a thunder pool!

The thunder flowed above the eight huge golden swords, and the swordsman slowly rose into the air with the giant sword, and with Chen Xifeng's voice: "Falling rainbow!" The sword blade turned straight and stabbed straight at Han Shi with the power of thunder!

"Heavenly Buddha?"

"Preaching to the demons?"

"I'm not a demon, how can I preach and subdue demons?"

Han Shi looked at the eight huge golden swords above his head and muttered to himself.

A golden light that was several times stronger than the swordsman's golden light suddenly emerged from Han Shi's body.

The eight golden giant swords actually turned into a wisp of golden wind and dispersed with the wind when Han Shi's whole body exuded golden light.

The eight swordsmen immediately reined in their qi, and the seven swordsmen except Chen Xifeng all showed relieved expressions, and after nodding slightly at Han Shi, they flew towards the two who smashed to the ground, obviously the sword heart had been proven, and there was no longer any entanglement.

Chen Xifeng looked at the two people who fell to the ground and didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and then looked at the other seven people who were far away, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then he was relieved and relieved, and said calmly: "It's okay, the combined forces of all forces are tied up." ”

After more than 600 years, Han Shi slowly said those three words again: "Is it worth it?"

"Six hundred years ago, I asked myself. ”

"This time, it's up to you to answer. ”

Chen Xifeng sat cross-legged and said calmly: "There is nothing worth it. ”

"Whether it's a god or a ghost, whether it's wrong or right, just cultivate the sword heart, don't ask the reason, don't be afraid of life and death. ”

"Words must be done, deeds must be fruitful. ”

"This is my sword. ”

As soon as these words came out, the originally disordered aura in Chen Xifeng's body subsided instantly, and his realm was also a step further. Cultivating the sword first cultivates the heart, the heart has arrived, and the realm is naturally a matter of course.

"Sharpen your sword with me?"

"Doesn't it matter if you die and your sword breaks?" Han Shi asked suspiciously, and then asked himself: "That's right, they are no longer afraid of life and death." ”

Chen Xifeng no longer paid attention to Han Shi's words, and concentrated on refining the qi in his body.