"Does Feng Shaoxia know the origin of the Song family's Wind Breaking Sword Array?" After the middle-aged man praised Yu Bufan and the others, he asked with a smile to Feng Wuxian.

"The kid once heard Brother Song say that the Wind Breaking Sword Formation was created by the Song family in order to resist the great enemy of life and death. Feng Wuxian bowed slightly and replied.

"Since the Song family is willing to inform Feng Shaoxia about this, it seems that Feng Shaoxia and the Song family have a lot of friendship. The middle-aged man sighed slightly and said. This time, there was no smile on the middle-aged man's face.

"The kid is not talented, he will avenge this blood revenge for the Song family!" Feng Wuxian said categorically. His eyes swept over the people of the Four Great Sword Sects, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"There is affection and righteousness. Very good. The middle-aged man's face returned to his smile.

"The Song family created the Wind Breaking Sword Formation to defend against the enemy. Although the enemies of the Song family did not come to the door, and the Song family's wind-breaking sword array was constantly tempered and improved, the sword array never departed from its roots. The middle-aged man said with a smile. His gaze always fell on Feng Wuxi. The middle-aged man turned a blind eye to Yu Bufan and the others who were waiting to start.

"Your Excellency will you try the trick or not?" Bian Zhanyun shouted.

"Feng Shaoxia, the person who makes the sword, although he can change many of his habits through cultivation, there are some things that are difficult to change. The middle-aged man continued to look at Feng Wuxian and said with a smile.

Feng Wuxian felt a slight shock in his heart, as if a closed window had been slightly opened by a gap.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed a look of satisfaction, and he was about to continue speaking, when Ning Feizhou asked lightly: "Your Excellency said that you want to try the move, but you are reluctant to make a move, is it not that you are deliberately belittling my four great sword sects?"

"Feng Shaoxia, the person who makes the sword, the most difficult thing to change is instinct. The middle-aged man smiled and said another word to Feng Wuxian before slowly walking towards Yu Bufan and the others.

Seeing the middle-aged man walking slowly, Yu Bufan and the others each lifted their spirits, transported their own mental methods to the extreme, and waited intently.

"Feng Shaoxia is not only a person who learns swords, but also has fought with these four young heroes, it must be able to see that what these four young heroes are putting is the starting momentum of their respective sword factions. The middle-aged man faced Yu Bufan and the others, and said to the wind without a trace.

Without waiting for Feng Wuxian to speak, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Feng Shaoxia, please take a look." ”

With that, the middle-aged man stretched out his right hand, and a sword light flew out of his hand, splitting into four, attacking Yu Bufan, Chen Yuqing, Lan Feiling, and Zhang Zhongchun.

After the middle-aged man arrived, no one in the audience could see that he had a sword on his body. By the time the middle-aged man and Feng Wuxian had an answer, everyone had already guessed that most of this person was also a sword-wielder, so they looked him up and down more carefully, but they still couldn't see where his sword was hidden.

Most people in the audience speculated that the middle-aged man should have used a sword weapon such as a soft sword, most of which was wrapped around his waist. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man's hand did not touch his waist at all, and the sword light had already emitted from his hand.

It was too late, it was fast, and as soon as the middle-aged man made a move, four sword lights flew in front of Yu Bufan and the others.

Yu Bufan and the other four had already made up their minds that this time against the enemy, no matter what, they would not be able to use the Wind Breaking Sword Formation. However, the sword light and the body, Yu Bufan and the others coincidentally attacked, and at the same time used the first form of the Wind Breaking Sword Array.

After the sword flashed, the middle-aged man's hand was retracted. The cultivators in the field were slightly weaker, and even felt in a trance that the middle-aged man had never made a move.

After the middle-aged man withdrew his hand, he stopped moving, stood in place, turned his body sideways, looked at the wind without a trace, and smiled silently.

The Eight Bitter Monk said in a deep voice: "The First Style of the Wind Breaking Sword Formation!" There was a slight hint of solemnity in the voice of the Eight Bitter Monk.

Yu Bufan and the other four stood stiffly in the field, their faces turning pale. The feeling at the moment when Fang just took out the sword was too weird. The four of them all felt that the sword they had used was completely contrary to their original intentions. But only by using such a sword can he block the sword light of the middle-aged man.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what else do you have to say?" Zhu Wuji's gaze coldly swept over Ning Feizhou and the others, and asked coldly.

Ning Feizhou and the others' minds were still in that sword, and they had not fully recovered. Hearing Zhu Wuji's question, Zuo Lengfeng blurted out, "Who said that it was the Wind Breaking Sword Formation?"

Hearing Zuo Lengfeng's words, the clear old man's eyes narrowed, and an extremely dangerous light flashed in his eyes. The old woman with the cane coughed so loudly that she was almost out of breath.

"Didn't you see clearly?" said the middle-aged man.

"My four major sword sects also have such sword moves. Ning Feizhou secretly gritted his teeth and said.

"Shameless!" Fusheng almost jumped up from the ground and scolded angrily.

"This little brother, it's okay. The middle-aged man laughed. After laughing, the middle-aged man smiled and asked Feng Wuxi, "Feng Shaoxia, have you ever seen clearly?"

Feng Wuxian seemed to wake up from a dream, and replied in an extremely hollow voice: "Back to the seniors, the kid is ashamed, and he didn't fully see the sword of the seniors. ”

"Feng Shaoxia, please look again. The middle-aged man said, turned to the side, faced Yu Bufan and the other four again, and smiled: "Four young heroes, try another move." ”

Ning Feizhou shouted in a deep voice: "Extraordinary, phantom eyes and clouds!"

Zuo Lengfeng, Bian Zhanyun and Huang Kun also reminded Chen Yuqing, Zhang Zhongchun and Lan Feiling almost in unison.

Yu Bufan and the others came back to their senses, and after glancing at each other again, they shot at the same time and attacked the middle-aged man. What Yu Bufan made was the big killing move of Huashan's swordsmanship, the phantom eye cloud annihilation. What Chen Yuqing and the others used was also the strongest killing move of their respective sword sects that they could use.

"Shameless!" Fusheng jumped up from the ground and stomped his feet and scolded.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand again, and a streamer flew out of his hand, instantly breaking the offensive of Yu Bufan and the other four, and killing in front of the four handsome men in an instant.

This time, the four great handsomemen had already made up their minds that even if they risked being injured, they would never use the Wind Breaking Sword Formation. However, as soon as the sword light arrived in front of him, the swords in the hands of the four great handsomemen stabbed out as if they were not under their own control, and at the same time used the second form of the Wind Breaking Sword Formation.

The sword in the hands of the four handsome people has not been withdrawn, and the middle-aged man has already put away the sword again, smiling sideways and looking at Feng Wuxi.

Feng Wuxi's eyes were full of confusion. In the confusion, there seems to be a sense of clarity.

The middle-aged man's eyes once again showed a look of satisfaction.

In the middle of the field, the Eight Bitter Monk said in a deep voice for the second time: "The Second Form of the Wind Breaking Sword Formation!" The solemnity in the Eight Bitter Monk's voice became even heavier. For the first time, his complexion became a little solemn.

Among the people of the four major sword sects who fought outside the field, the three younger generation disciples such as Song Tianzhen, Chen Wen, and Zhang Xiaohua only felt that their mouths were dry. They still couldn't see the sword in the middle-aged man's hand, nor could they see the middle-aged man's sword moves. But just because the middle-aged man made another move, the four great handmen who had already been on guard again used the Wind Breaking Sword Formation again, which was beyond their understanding of swordsmanship.

Not only did these three younger generation of the Four Great Sword Sect disciples feel that their mouths were dry, but even the remaining masters of the older generation of the Six Great Sword Sects also felt that their brains were a little insufficient.

The four major sword sects in the field, the six heads of the Kunlun faction, the Vientiane sect, and several other masters of the older generation are all masters who have been immersed in the sword path for decades. These people are not only superb in swordsmanship, but also have extensive knowledge. But it was unheard of for a middle-aged man to force his opponent to use a certain kind of swordsmanship.

"Feng Shaoxia, did you see it clearly this time?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile and then asked Feng Wuxian again.

Feng Wuxian replied in a dry voice, "No." The look of confusion in Feng Wuxi's eyes has disappeared. There was a gleam in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter. This time, I'm slower. As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, his right hand stretched forward for the third time, and the four sword shadows slowly covered Yu Bufan and the other four people.

Ning Feizhou and the others exclaimed, "Stop!"

Ning Feizhou and the others have already seen that with the advantage of the middle-aged man's shot and the current state of the four handsome people, Yu Bufan and the other four will definitely not be able to receive the blow of the middle-aged man. The moment when the sword shadow touched the body, I am afraid that it was the time when the blood of the four great handsomemen was splashed on the spot.

"It doesn't matter. The middle-aged man laughed.

Although the middle-aged man's attack this time was much slower, the speed at which the four sword shadows advanced was not slow. In the midst of the laughter, the four sword shadows had been pushed in front of Yu Bufan and the other four respectively.

Yu Bufan had already closed his eyes. His heart is dead.

When the Taibai Restaurant was broken by the wind without a trace, Yu Bufan's heart was already cold. When Song Jiaao said goodbye to the wind without a trace, Yu Bufan's heart was already discouraged. was forced by the middle-aged man twice to use the Wind Breaking Sword Formation, and Yu Bufan's heart was completely dead.

Yu Bufan is waiting to be killed. I'd rather die, and he won't draw a sword again.

Yu Bufan was afraid that he would be forced out of the Wind Breaking Sword Formation again, and once again humiliate his master and himself. What's more, he and the other three of the four great junyan had only learned the first two styles of the Wind Breaking Sword Formation so far. There is no point in making another move.

Yu Bufan didn't wait for the cold sword body he was waiting for. But the sword intent entered the body.

The sword intent entered the body, and the sword in Yu Bufan's hand stabbed out again. He used the second form of the Wind Breaking Sword Formation for the second time.

At the moment when the sword intent entered his body, Yu Bufan clearly felt that the sword in his hand seemed to have its own consciousness.

The sword in his hand seemed to have touched a mortal enemy in his fate. When the enemy comes, the sword comes out.

Yu Bufan slowly opened his eyes. As he expected, the other three of the four handsome people around him also came out with swords. They all still retained the appearance of the second type of the Wind Breaking Sword Formation. Each of them turned ashen.

Yu Bufan didn't dare to look at the faces of others. He especially didn't dare to look at his teacher's face.

Yu Bufan withdrew his hand, crossed his sword, and wiped it to his throat.

Today's shame, the humiliation of Huashan, is no longer something that can be washed away by the blood of the opponent. Only one's own blood can be washed away.

If he dies, he will go to the underworld to ask the people of the Song family. If he dies, it is possible that the reputation of the Four Great Sword Sects will not continue to be hurt even more.