The bad old man frowned and looked at Wen Xuan: "I think this war is over, and it can be regarded as a draw between the two sides." ”

To be fair, if Feng Haoyu used the secret of patriarchy to defeat Su Zi, he would lose.

Because normal trial disciples are not qualified to learn the illusory sword at all.

Now the bad old man's proposal is also a step backwards.

Wen Xuan was silent for a moment and shook his head: "It's all come to this point, if you don't win or lose, how can you serve the public?"

"Wen Xuan, Feng Haoyu can't win this game, you don't want to do this, are you?" The bad old man was a little angry.

"Yes!"

Wen Xuan looked at the bad old man: "The three of you teach Su Zimo alchemy, alchemy, and pass his sword array over, I don't care about these, but Feng Haoyu, as my Lingfeng disciple, must not lose on the battlefield!" "This is the glory of my spiritual peak!"

"You" the bad old man thought about it.

Wen Xuan waved his hand: "I don't think people will be wrong, good rain is the hope of the sect in the future." "The inheritance of the sect, after all, is not based on alchemy, the refinery, strength is the most important. “

At this time, in the field of spiritual struggle, Su Zi said a sentence that interrupted the dispute between the bad old man and Wen Xuan.

"Is the sect a secret?"

Su Zi smiled and shook his head: "Wind and rain, if this is your last dependence, then this war, you will lose!"

The audience was stunned!

No one could have imagined that in the face of the secret art of the sect, Su Zi could still say this!

Is this looking at the secret art of the sect, or looking down on the wind and feathers?

Why is he Su Zimo?

"Hah!"

Feng Haoyu smiled: "Suzi, I don't expect you to know the power of the secret skills of the sect, today I will teach you to be a person." ”

"Sickness!"

Feng Haoyu rubbed the sword formula, and a trace of aura overflowed from his fingertips, turning into a sword.

The body of the sword trembled, passing through the void, and a series of residual shadows appeared behind it, confusing people's eyes, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Seeing this scene, Wen Xuan nodded, a trace of gratitude flashing in his eyes.

The crane boy said dignifiedly: "This illusory sword is divided into three layers, I didn't expect the wind and feathers to understand the 'afterimage' of the first layer so quickly." ”

"Hao Yu was originally the spiritual root of the wind, and it was the most suitable for cultivating the 'Ethereal Sword', otherwise I wouldn't have let him learn the secret skills of the sect in a condensed state. Wen Xuan understated.

Spiritual Arena.

Su Zi took back three flying swords, hung them in front of his body, patted his palms and put them on the storage bag, and in the blink of an eye, there were three more flying swords.

Moreover, these three flying swords are also spiritual weapons!

The audience was in an uproar and stunned.

Six flying swords!

For gas practitioners, this is an unimaginable thing.

"This, this, what is this?"

"I'll go. How can I get three from Suzi? This thing is so cheap now?"

Most of the monks glared angrily, their mouths wide open, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

In the past, Su Zimo sacrificed three flying swords, which made many disciples jealous. Now he's taken out three more, and people can't stand it.

The Judgment disciple, who had been worshipping the patriarchal gate for several years, immediately felt that he had wasted so many years and did not confuse him with a spiritual artifact. He was worshipped at the gates of patriarchy for less than a year and directly produced six works.

At this time, most of the disciples also gradually reacted.

These six swords are almost the same, and it is impossible for them to come from the spirit cabinet of the sect.

The only possibility is Suzi's own refinement!

"No, I knew it would be like this. I'm a little closer to Brother Su, maybe we can mix up and play with spirit weapons. ”

"If I had six spirit weapons, I would learn what kind of sword to use, and if I met my opponents, I would throw them in my face and smash them to death. ”

"Don't be a beard. Senior Brother Feng is learning the secret skills of the sect and can hit them with a spiritual weapon. ”

The people below were full of voices, but the five peaks were silent.

The bad old man's frown was even bigger.

Of course, the six Pingling weapons are powerful, but it is absolutely impossible to resist the secret art of the sect.

Realizing the bad old man's concerns, the crane boy comforted, "In any case, this boy's talent in the refinery is really good and well-trained, and the sect is likely to be very popular. ”

The moral of the crane youth is that even if Su Zimo loses this game, it will not affect his status in the sect.

After all, there is a size, and an inch has a strong point.

Su Zimo is good at refinery and alchemy, and Feng Haoyu is good at fighting and fighting, and the advantages of the two rao are different.

didn't notice that the young man Xuanyi, who was sitting next to the crane, was extremely nervous at this time, staring at Su Zimo, vaguely revealing a trace of excitement.

"With six flying swords alone, it really can't resist the secrets of the sect, but if it is. ”

Spiritual Arena.

Feng Haoyu saw that Su Zimo had sacrificed six flying swords at the same time, his face changed slightly, but he immediately returned to his original state, and sneered: "Su Zimo, you are so real!"

"Let's go!"

Feng Haoyu's eyes flashed with cold light, a burst of light reprimanded, the sword rushed over, the sword soul was majestic, and immediately tore the air, a thrilling sound!

Behind the sword, a series of remnants were pulled out, dazzling.

Su Zimo looked very calm, and his hand continued to wave, controlling six flying knives to fly in the air.

Pounce!

Six flying swords shuttled through the air, leaving behind the sword soul.

The Trinity Sword Formation is a triangular sword formation.

And the ** sword array is the evolution of the three sword formations, the two triangular sword formations are superimposed and fused, and there are six sword array corners!

Both the defense, and the benefits of killing, have been greatly enhanced!

"What is this?"

"Why, where does the hexagonal star on this flying sword seem to be seen?"

"It's like a sign on the cuff of the Xuanyu seat!"

The crowd subconsciously looked at Xuanyi.

At this time, Xuanyi stood up and nodded excitedly: "Good, good, good!" **Sword Formation, I can't believe you've really practiced!

The face of the other four peaks is also incredible.

In the gate of patriarchy, there is only one sword master, and that is Xuanyi.

As a true Jindan person, it is natural to know how difficult it is to be a sword master.

Xuanyi cuffs have a hexagonal star pattern, which shows that he is also very proud.

Now, the sword formation has reappeared, but it was the hand of a gas practitioner, which surprised us all!?

Empty peaks, ethereal palaces.

Lord Lingyun moved in his heart, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, and he whispered: "It turned out to be a ** knife formation?"

On the top of the mountain, in the clouds, huge wings loomed, and a pair of eyes also quietly watched the spiritual arena on the scene of life.

"Oh, this guy, good, good. ”

The six flying knives consisted of six-pointed star swords, scattered with dazzling incandescent light lines, blocking Su Zi's body.

The sword is very fast, and the shadow of the sword is very heavy, and it is difficult to distinguish the blade of the sword by eyesight alone.

But the advantage of the sword formation is also reflected in this moment.

The sword array of six swords was enough to block Suzi's shape.

The sword thorn of the wind horn will inevitably hit the sword array!

If!

Sure enough.

Feng Hao's flying sword hit the sword formation, making a crisp sound.

Both sides fight!

"Help me break it!"

Feng Haoyu controlled the sword remotely, constantly injecting aura, his eyes widened, trembling all over, he had been forced out, and he wanted to break through the defense of the sword formation.

And behind the sword formation, Su Zimo looked as usual, pushing forward with both hands and twisting.

The light of the line is very bright.

** The sword array rotates, instantly disintegrating the flying sword of wind and feathers.

"Come and go, wind and rain, you also try my sword power, look at your paternalistic secret skills, can you resist?"

Su Zimo put down the sword formation and pointed forward.

In mid-air, a huge array of hexagonal star swords shimmered brightly, breaking the gap and pressing it towards the wind.

All the disciples of Wufeng hung up and held their breath.

It was realized that the victory or defeat of both sides would most likely be known after this move!

At this time, these five peaks are also majestic.

**The sword formation is already regarded as a second-level sword formation, even if Feng Haoyu has practiced the secret art of the sect, he can't resist the power of the sword formation.

But from the point of view of the real Jindan, it is not impossible to win.

At this time, if Feng Haoyu gave up his defense, continued to control the flying sword, released the secret skill of the sect, and directly attacked Su Zi to attack each other, it would be difficult to predict whether the two sides would win or lose.

However, it takes fearless courage to keep life and death out of the equation.

Between the electric flints, the appearance of the wind and feathers has changed a lot.

Faced with the galloping, terrifying sword formation, Feng Yu subconsciously chose to defend passively.

"Sickness!"

Feng Haoyu kneaded the illusory sword formula, injected all the aura on his body into the flying sword, and collided with the oncoming sword formation!

Seeing this scene, Wen Xuan sighed softly, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

Lost!

If Feng Haoyu chooses to work hard, he will undoubtedly lose this game!

Bang!

The flying sword hit the sword formation, and a loud bang erupted, and the spark was launched, and the heat stream swept in all directions!

The sword trembled, almost falling apart, but it shook a bit, and still stabilized.

And the sword with the wind and feathers flying directly bounced away.

**The sword formation stopped for a moment and continued to squeeze forward!

"Ahh

As soon as they saw this scene, panic erupted in the crowd.

Everyone realized that the national pride that won Ling Feng first yesterday was likely to be lost!

At this time, the wind and rain in the palm of his hand touched the storage bag, swallowed the tonic pill, sacrificed his silver shield, roared, and stepped forward!

If!

The sword array rotates and constantly hits the silver shield.

Whenever I touched it, the wind receded, turned pale and shivered violently.

Bang!