Standing in front of Liu Suifeng were thirteen swordsmen who were full of evil spirits, and seven or eight young men in strong suits stood aside, but they became the objects of neglect on both sides.

Feeling the tension between the two sides, these teenagers not only did not have the slightest fear, but were a little nervous but watched the confrontation between the two sides with great interest.

Liu Suifeng said coldly: "These people rushed to Taiping Town, wanting to worship under the gate of the Pure Yang Palace, and you all blocked them, what do you mean?"

Among the thirteen people, one person is particularly strong, he is dressed in a tight blue robe, his momentum is heavy, and there is a very mysterious artistic conception between his gestures. The long sword is obviously still behind him, but it is like a long sword out of the sheath, sharp and imposing.

Faced with Liu Suifeng's questioning, he just snorted coldly and did not answer. There was a swordsman next to him and said with a smile: "What is the Pure Yang Palace? The last school sect that I haven't heard of, and dare to compare with us? Now is also the time for our Three Mountains Sect to open the door to accept disciples, as long as they are willing, they can enter my Three Mountains Sect, wouldn't it be much better than you, the Pure Yang Palace?"

Isn't Mei Xun, who was once slashed by the master in Qingpingzhuang, Daxing City, the so-called head of the Sanshan faction?

Hearing this, Liu Suifeng already knew that the other party was not good, so he was too lazy to say it at the moment, just nodded slowly, and said: "Since this is the case, there is no need to go into detail, just see the real chapter under your hands!"

"What a guts!" the other laughed, "One person wants to challenge our Three Mountains Sect's Twelve Dumen Heavenly Sword Formation?"

"Twelve Heavenly Gate Sword Array?" Hearing this term, Liu Suifeng was slightly shocked, he had seen the "Twelve Heavenly Gods Evil Array" in the book, which was one of the ancient flood arrays, the most powerful, and he didn't know if there were any similarities.

"Don't talk about it!" the middle-aged swordsman led by him said lightly, "The Three Mountains Sect and the Pure Yang Palace have a deep enmity like the sea, and no matter how much you say, you will be killed." First shovel his wings, cut off his arms, and then go to the door to avenge his senior brother!"

Hearing a loud shout, the twelve people stretched out their bodies at the same time, interspersed in the east and west, and immediately surrounded the willow with the wind.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Suifeng had a little cohesion, and the Falling Moon Sword "Cangchang" came out of its sheath with a bang, and the sword light was displayed, attacking the three people on the left.

The three of them shouted in unison, each raising his sword to parry, only to hear the sound of the "bell", Liu Suifeng's long sword suddenly slammed open, and he couldn't help but be slightly shocked in his heart. The realm of these swordsmen is about to be at the beginning of refining qi and building a foundation or refining and refining qi, but their skills are not as deep as Liu Suifeng, who has eaten the Nine Turns of Heavenly Star, and it is naturally far inferior to a single person; even if three or four people are on the same page, Liu Suifeng is not afraid at all; but twelve people join forces to lay down the sword array, but they will suffer a big loss......

This sword was fruitless, but the twelve swordsmen in the field had already laid out their positions, and everyone's footsteps were mixed, but the advance and retreat tended to avoid, but it was rigorous and lawful. Liu Suifeng used the Falling Moon Sword to protect the vital points around his body, and observed carefully, but he was still unable to do it, and thought in his heart: "Today's plan can only be undefeated first, and then try to win!"

I only heard the man outside the formation shouting: "Quick attack!"

Everyone agreed in unison, and suddenly three long swords stepped into the middle palace and went straight to within eight steps of Liu Suifeng, Liu Suifeng took over the frame with his concentration, and just forced the three of them away, but there was a sound of wind on the side, but three swords attacked like a snake.

Liu Suifeng knew that the sword formation was strange, and he didn't seek merit but no fault at the moment, the silver light of the Falling Moon Sword flickered, and Tuan Tuan protected Zhou's body up and down, guarding it like an iron bucket, and there was no flaw in dozens of moves.

The person who was the leader outside the formation saw that his heart gradually became agitated, and he said in his heart that a mere disciple could support dozens of moves under the Twelve Heavenly Gate Sword Formations and be undefeated, and was looked at by others, wouldn't the name of the Three Mountains Sect be greatly overshadowed?

Everyone shouted in unison, their steps were confused, and they were suddenly dazzled. In an instant, Liu Suifeng only felt that there were sword shadows everywhere in front of him, and he really didn't know which one was the real sword.

These twelve swords were fast and fast, the bell was like a rainstorm and the sound was crisp, Liu Suifeng only felt that there was a force through the sword body, and the true qi of Pei Ran disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea, only to hear a soft sound of "snort", but a long sword quietly penetrated, leaving a scar on Liu Suifeng's back.

Seeing that Liu Suifeng was injured, the seven or eight teenagers watching the battle next to him suddenly exclaimed, and they couldn't help but be secretly worried.

However, the man at the head of the Three Mountains Sect was relieved in his heart, and he couldn't help but show a smug smile.

The Twelve Heavenly Gate Sword Formations are one of the forty-nine Taoist formations, which are created by referring to the mysteries of the Book of Changes. Taoist masters are arranged in a formation of twelve people, in the eyes of the layman, it seems that there is no law at all, one person in the east, one person in the west, there is a positive position, there is an oblique position, as if walking around casually, but if the enemy enters the two doors of "death" and "annihilation", even if he is a martial arts master, if he does not understand the mystery, he will be lost in the formation and suffer a heavy blow. This array is used to defeat the enemy, and it is really wonderful.

Once the sword array is deployed, the twelve long swords advance and retreat, and the offensive is like a tide, once the opponent loses the upper hand, there will be no chance to turn the tables.

Liu Suifeng in the formation not only did not have the slightest panic, but quietly watched the continuous changes in the formation, shook his head and sighed: "It seems that I can't keep my hand......"

With a shake of his arms, the boundless cold air spread, and suddenly out of thin air, countless small cold winds formed a wind scroll, sweeping the whole field, and wherever he passed, all the grass, trees, insects and ants gradually condensed into ice, as if the entire space was about to freeze.

This was just the beginning, as the cold gradually spread, a thin layer of white frost formed on the surface of the bodies of the twelve swordsmen, and their body movements suddenly slowed down greatly.

The face of the leader changed, the true qi in his body flowed rapidly, his body struggled slightly, and the frost suddenly fell apart, and he shouted: "What are you waiting for?

Everyone was running the true qi, trying their best to support the cold qi around them, and when they heard the words, they all agreed to the promise, and forcibly raised a mouthful of the true qi of the inner family, and suddenly broke free from the frost, and rushed towards Liu Suifeng viciously with their swords.

In the end, it was cold and biting, and everyone's movements were still inevitably affected, so that the skill level of the twelve people could be seen clearly immediately. Those with high skill will only recover as soon as they earn it, while those with slightly lower skill will still have stiff hands and feet, and their steps will be a little scattered.

It's just that scattered moment, Liu Suifeng has already seen the change in the formation, and he can't help laughing loudly: "Although the formation is good, the people who set up the formation are not very good!"

Before he finished speaking, a snow crane phantom formed behind him, spreading its wings and flying high, like a meteor, smashing heavily on the two swordsmen behind the formation.

There were two screams, but it was the sword qi that shot out from the Falling Moon Sword, which had pierced through the chests of the two of them extremely quickly, and the blood spurted out wildly, and they fell to the ground with a bang, and died of exhaustion.

Crane Xiang swordsmanship - starfall style.

Liu was unforgiving with the wind, and the Falling Moon Sword Essence rolled wildly, just like a gust of wind on the ground, and the Crane Xiang Sword Technique-Wind Scroll Style also came out. I saw the sword light flickering, and more than ten tornadoes mixed with cold air roared out, attacking in all directions at the same time from different angles and directions.

The swordsmen were horrified, and hurriedly changed their tactics to defend, but they didn't expect this move to be false and real, and the false move was only to lure the enemy to disturb the enemy, and among the more than ten wind scrolls, most of them were false moves, and the only one of the three swordsmen shrouded in a real move just wanted to be lucky to resist the shocking cold, but one was caught off guard, and suddenly the whole body was hit by more than ten swords, and he didn't even have time to hum, and he died suddenly.

The twelve people have gone to the fifth, and they will no longer be able to set up the twelve Tianmen sword formations. Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader shouted, rushed into the battle group, and stabbed Liu Suifeng in the chest with a sword.

With a soft sound of "bell", Liu Suifeng parried a sword in his busy schedule, but unexpectedly, this person's skill was extremely profound, and this sword was sent out with all his strength, and suddenly Liu Suifeng's body flew backwards, barely falling to the ground, his body was already shaking, and his face suddenly became pale.

The man's eyes were sharp, and he sneered: "Little dog, after receiving the sword of the deity with all his strength, can you still stand?

Feeling the boredom in his chest, Liu Suifeng took a deep breath, mobilized the dantian true qi, quickly recovered the internal injuries in his chest, stared at the person with cold eyes, and said calmly: "About the high-level realm cultivation of Huaqi, who are you, and what is the relationship with Mei Xun?"

The man sneered: "Just let your little dog die to understand, Mei Xun is my senior brother, after he died under your master's sword, the deity An Chongkun is the new head of the Sanshan faction!"

Liu Suifeng nodded slightly and said, "I see, originally the master once said that after he killed Mei Xun, there must be no stabbing characters in the Sanshan Sect. When I achieve Jindan, let me go to the Three Mountains Sect and uproot this sect full of evil. I didn't expect you to send it to the door now, which saved me a lot of trouble. ”

An Chongkun's face changed, and he laughed and said: "Since your master killed the senior brother, he must still have some ability, if your master comes, the deity must be careful to deal with it." It's just that you, a yellow-mouthed child, dare to speak wildly?"

"Really?" Liu Suifeng took out a pill from his arms, threw it into his mouth, felt the power of the medicine gradually spread, and suddenly his spirit was greatly lifted, and he raised his long sword and shouted, "Come forward and lead the death!"

A sentence stimulated An Chongkun to be furious, and shouted: "The puppy is looking for death!"

Before the words fell, An Chongkun's figure had already jumped high, and the long sword was unfurled, sprinkling ten thousand points of silver, which immediately enveloped Liu Suifeng's figure in it.