Zhang Heyun shouted sharply, without fear.

His steps suddenly stopped, his eyes looked into the distance, and he saw three people who looked like ancient warriors, and at some point, they had come to him.

The three samurai, standing five zhang away with their swords, looked at him expressionlessly, coldly.

"Duan Jiagang's strength, the three-talent array!"

Zhang Heyun recognized the person: "One of the nine major families of Daning, if it really lives up to its name, it can actually bring so many masters of Gangjin at once, which is already comparable to a thousand-year inheritance." ”

Thinking back a little in his memory, he naturally knew the origin of this formation.

This is a kind of straggler formation refined by some ancient warriors who were loyal to the gate lord family and the major princes and kings in the pre-ancient period and the Warring States Period.

Working in groups of three, combined to whirlwind around them, can burst out with great power.

Tao begets one, one begets two, and two begets three.

Third, it is the element of change.

The three talents of heaven, earth and man form a large array, and they practice diligently, and they can fight against more than twice as many martial artists of the same level.

"That's right, Zhang Heyun, you can arrest it. Today, you alone will never have any chance of winning against the three of us. ”

The samurai standing at the front, with an ancient face and a long sword in his arms, said coldly.

The sword in his hand is majestic, and it does not conform to the general sword route of lightness, but is very calm and heavy, giving people a kind of Spring and Autumn righteousness and Confucian orthodoxy.

This sword seems to symbolize human orthodoxy and the order of heaven, as if to kill all national thieves who dare to rebel.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Heyun drew his sword forward, his eyebrows raised high, and his face showed anger: "Just the three of you, relying on the countless medicines in the family and the assistance of external forces, the cultivation that has barely been improved, dare to come and kill me? Today, even if the sky falls, I will break it with all my might." Swallow a golden pill in your stomach, my life is up to me!"

At this moment, his face had turned red, and he was boiling hot, like a mythical heavenly master slaying demons and King Kong subduing demons.

This is the method of inner alchemy in the ancient Heavenly Master Dao lineage.

Zhang Heyun's thoughts moved, the qi and blood around his body surged, and there seemed to be a Yuan Dan condensed in the ancestral aperture of his eyebrows, using his body as a Dan furnace, Yin and Yang exercised, as if the dragon and tiger were fighting in it.

In the legend of Daomen, the dragon and the tiger are intertwined, which is actually a metaphor for the change of yin and yang.

In his body, there were streams of heat, sweat, sperm and blood, and bone marrow...... After the fusion and transpiration of spirit and energy, at this moment, it finally condensed a point in the depths of the eyebrows, and gathered into a pill.

Refining the Great Dan in front of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, six days of demon charm and cold bones!

This realm, one step further, is Jiang Ling's vision of a god who gathers all the essence of his body and condenses his eyebrows, resulting in a white beard.

Zhang Heyun's eyes shot violently, and his momentum rose sharply, aggressive.

At this moment, he finally broke through the shackles and reached the pinnacle of the transformation realm that he had been seeking, the realm of martial intent and soul breaking.

"Kill!"

Feeling the sudden churning aura on Zhang Heyun's body. The Duan family warrior standing at the front frowned, drew his sword and slashed sideways.

Splitting sword style.

Sword slashes the clouds!

His move is side-splitting, and the artistic conception is all over the world, as if even the rolling clouds in the sky can be cut into pieces at once.

Eighteen kinds of sword styles: splitting, stabbing, picking, wiping, collapsing, teasing, breaking, pointing, hanging, hooking, intercepting......

Among the sword moves of this samurai, there are no tricks that have changed in later generations, only one of the most basic side slashes, but it makes people feel unguardable and irresistible!

When he made a move this time, he actually seized the opportunity and took advantage of Zhang Heyun's sneak attack at the moment of breakthrough, which was also his weakest time!

Buzzing!

As his sword slashed out, the bodies of the other two samurai next to him also moved.

The two of them, one as thick as the earth, slashed with a sword, while the other was as ethereal as the sky, stabbing through the air.

Heaven and earth and man, thorn and split.

Three people with three swords, there is no way to escape.

Faintly, they formed a wonderful formation, which occupied the key points of the entire venue, making the people who were surrounded in it, no matter what means, feel that it was difficult to fight, and there was no way to survive at all.

Three quaint samurai swords attacked Zhang Heyun from three angles: upper, middle and lower. These three swords are aimed at his legs, dantian and neck.

If it hits, even the Da Luo Immortal will have no way out.

But at this moment, Zhang Heyun's figure flashed.

He stepped back, and his whole body was like a step, accompanied by dragons and tigers, and the dragon-shaped tiger broke through the encirclement of the large array.

Zheng!

He raised his hand suddenly, and swept his sword across the three men.

The swords in the hands of these three Duan Jiagang strong men are the swords of the country, the righteousness of the country, and the spring and autumn of eternity.

And the silver sword in Zhang Heyun's hand is the sword of a chivalrous warrior, chivalrous with martial arts, killing one person in ten steps, a sword in hand, the princes are terrified!

Sting!

The four swords quickly clashed, sending out long sparks, and the air burned violently.

Zhang Heyun drew his sword and retreated, the sword body was still as smooth as new, but the three Duan family warriors frowned, and there were already faint traces left on their swords.

These three warrior swords used by Duan Jiagang are also considered divine weapons, sharpening iron like clay, but if they are compared with the ancient sword of the Heavenly Master Dao, it will naturally be a grade lower.

And yet at this very moment.

Seeing that Zhang Heyun was already in a stalemate stage with the three strong men, he didn't know where to come from, but he actually rushed out of a team, each holding a long-handled steel gun, and quickly surrounded him and surrounded him firmly.

"Don't move, put down your weapon at once, and wait for it to fall!"

It was a squad of more than a dozen people, all of whom were wearing Daning's military armor.

This group of people is not only well-armed, but also has an unfathomable temperament, heavy as a mountain, as if they have been tempered on the battlefield to develop such a temperament.

And behind them, at this moment, more rolling armies are still rushing forward at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.

"Stop! You're killing people in the street, you're suspected of robbing prisons, you've been arrested. Immediately put down the weapons in your hands and surrender, and go back with us, otherwise you will be killed on the spot!"

More than a dozen guns quickly surrounded Zhang Heyun in it, and it was airtight.

One of the leading captains, armed with a silver spear and majestic, stepped forward and pointed his gaze straight at him.

"Zhang Heyun, you can be caught quickly, and now there is still a chance to live. The elite troops of the Shonan Army have arrived at this moment, if you are resisting, not only will you not be able to escape alone, but even your division will be implicated!"

The sergeant squad leader who took the lead in coming out spoke very politely and was condescending.

This person's name is Duan Qian, and he is actually a member of the Duan family, and he is also the captain of the first vanguard squad in the Southern Hunan Army of Daning State.

He had a businesslike expression on his face, a gun in one hand, and a domineering attitude, which directly threatened with the smell of interrogation.

This time, in order to deal with this group of warriors, the Shonan Army sent out almost half of its core elite, with superb martial arts and exquisite coordination. Each of them has performed miracles on the battlefield and even completed countless decapitation operations.

There is great hope for such troops to unite to encircle and kill the powerhouses of the Transformation Realm.

"Hmph, implicate my master?"

Zhang Heyun sneered, and the long sword in his hand was roaring angrily: "Then I'm afraid you have to do a good job, there is a hidden not bad strong man born in Hongchen, and you are ready to kill!"

He didn't care about the other party's threat and shot directly.

Bang!

The sword light was already approaching the opponent's head.

"Damn it, stab me, kill him!"

Seeing his reaction, this Duan Qian was shocked and angry, and with a wave of his big hand, more than a dozen spears stabbed towards Zhang Heyun's body in unison.

And at this moment, seeing the siege of more than a dozen spearmen, the three strong warriors of the Duan family's Sancai Formation also grasped the opportunity at this moment, sneered on their faces, and once again joined forces, participated in the siege, and forced their swords to his position.

Now, Zhang Heyun has finally ushered in the most dangerous moment.

If he used his sword to block the assassination of the three strong men, he would definitely be stabbed into a hornet's nest by a dozen spears.

And if he cut off the siege of the spearmen, he would definitely die under the sword of the other party.

"Broken!"

However, in the face of the joint encirclement and killing of countless people, Zhang Heyun's eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted angrily.

His spirit and fighting spirit finally broke out to the height of the highest point of his life at this moment.

Regardless of the success or failure of life and death, the worldly red dust is completely forgotten.

At this most dangerous moment, he truly felt a sense of the artistic conception of a wandering immortal in his heart, and he had no regrets.

Zhang Heyun waved a long sword, and the sword resonated with people!

The three-foot long sword in his hand seemed to want to cut through the dirt of the world, and the red dust was troubled, and it was about to break through the air and fly up at any time.

......

If you want to be sharp, dare to work hard, open the box in the early morning.

The spirit in his hand is three feet of ice, and there is a spiritual snake on the stone.

The blood of treachery is silently exhausted with the flowing water, and the fierce heroes are now disappearing one by one.

Flatten the injustices of the floating world, and you will go to the nine skies!

......

As soon as Zhang Heyun lowered his head, he was able to avoid the thrust of more than a dozen spears. The long sword in his hand danced, like a golden snake whirling, and it turned along the body, including Duan Qian, more than a dozen heads jumped into the sky, bringing up straight blood arrows.

A team of elite soldiers of the Shonan Army was wiped by him in an instant. Bloodstained Long Street!

Zhang Heyun put away his sword and landed on the ground, not proud, but his face showed a dignified look like a mountain.

Because what was even more dangerous at this moment was that at the moment when he swung his sword and killed more than a dozen soldiers, the three Duan family's strong warriors seized this opportunity without hesitation, with a cruel sneer on their faces, and the long sword was already approaching, reaching a distance of only five feet beyond his head.

This distance is almost a mortal situation.