Mo Yufei's smile is different from that of Deadwood.

Mo Yufei's smile was because he saw that he could get Li Shanshan out of the predicament and make the Vajra Mental Power Great Array generate hope, like a ray of light, but it came in time, as long as he grasped it in time, he could change the fate of every martial artist in the big array.

Deadwood's smile was because he saw the Martial Illusion Sect Master's slightly changed posture and expression, and the uneasy expression on his face was finally reflected.

The Martial Illusion Sect Master showed uneasiness for the first time, which was a signal and an opportunity for Mo Yufei and Deadwood!

Deadwood even guessed that the Martial Illusion Sect Master would continue to disguise, or even deliberately show this uneasiness, so what were his remaining back hands and hole cards?

Dead wood is still incomprehensible. But he knew that only by joining forces with Mo Yufei and forcing the Martial Illusion Sect Master to use his remaining strength and hole cards, only in this way could he see the seemingly bottomless side.

Soon, the long sword of the disciple of the Martial Illusion Sect who came out with his sword was handed over, and it stabbed straight in, and the dead wood only felt that the light was sparkling, and the strong wind was blowing in his face.

The sand, gravel and grass clippings in the wind filled the dead wood, obscuring his eyes and the possibility of the disciple's gaze.

"You're very smart, you think that using this kind of blinding method can make me not have to use my visual skills, hehe, but, I can use something else!" Under the cold appearance of the dead wood, a fist that followed the sound had already been thrown, and without looking at the long sword swung out by the disciple, the fist was smashed out directly, and the fist light suddenly formed the shape of a sharp sword.

In a flash of light, the shape of the sword directly faced the long sword of this Martial Illusion Sect disciple.

Virtual sword against real sword.

Sword tip to sword tip.

Originally, it was impossible for the Void Sword to have the power of the Essence Sword.

However, it depends on how much force the sword-maker injects into the void sword.

Deadwood is an extremely high cultivation, and he has already injected the power into the peak state of the Pure Thought Period on the Void Sword. The power condensed in his eyes just now was instantly transferred to this fist.

The strength has not diminished in the slightest.

With the piercing sound of "click, click, click......", the long sword in the hand of this young martial arts disciple had been shattered into dozens of pieces. The whole person had been shaken out of the way, and he fell straight to the dusty ground, and blood was spurting from his mouth.

Deadwood's face was expressionless, in fact, his cultivation power had only been released less than twenty percent, and compared to the first Martial Illusion Sect disciple just now, this time it was even more overwhelming.

This shocked many disciples of the Martial Illusion Sect, who were originally surrounding the Martial Illusion Sect Master, but when they saw the senior brother fall to the ground and die. The second senior brother also fell to the ground, about to die, and this battle really stimulated their nerves.

Under the cold snort of the Martial Illusion Sect Master, these sect disciples already knew the message conveyed by the Sect Master, and that was one word: Chong!

Immediately afterwards, the Martial Illusion Sect Master still threw out a sentence: "Don't worry about me, you guys rush up!"

These disciples knew very well that the sect master's words were very confident, and they had always shown respect for the sect master. They knew that since the sect master said this, it meant that they didn't have to have any scruples, they didn't have to support the sect master anymore, they had to rush to the top, and the sect master had his own arrangements for his own safety.

As a result, these disciples comprehended his spirit, and one by one they rushed to the crown with anger, and their long hair fluttered. One by one, they were dressed in white veil, extremely feminine, their postures were graceful and extremely smart, and they were holding long swords one by one, rushing out from all directions around the Martial Illusion Sect Master, and hundreds of long swords, like a sword tide, were combined into a sword formation very regularly.

"Martial Illusion Sword Formation!" said the Martial Illusion Sect Master casually. But even with such an opening, his mental power and divine sense cultivation had already been reduced a bit.

In this way, Mo Yu in the confrontation slowed down, speeding up the intensity of the confrontation, freeing him from his extreme passivity, and to a large extent, dissipating the power of the trapped Divine Sense Mask on Li Shanshan's body. But this did not make the light shield on Li Shanshan's body disappear completely, the Martial Illusion Sect Master's divine sense light was too powerful, only slightly weakened.

But even so, Mo Yufei still gained great benefits in the middle. In order to help Li Shanshan remove the mask, there was enough time to buffer.

Deadwood looked at the sword formation formed by hundreds of Martial Illusion Sect disciples in front of him, and only felt a little weird. The body of these hundreds of disciples is uncertain, they are constantly adjusting their positions, constantly alternating between the positions of the big array, none of the disciples are stationary, and the long swords in their hands are swinging at a very fast speed.

"This sword formation is interesting and subtle, but it's a shortcoming, it's too tiring. If you go on like this, you'll either be exhausted, or you'll be dizzy!, or you'll remember your wrong direction, and you'll be self-defeating!" Deadwood smiled grimly. The reason why he said this was to confuse their minds, and if their minds were in chaos, their positions would inevitably be in chaos.

As a battle of high repair, the attack is the first, and the fighting power is second.

Deadwood launched a language offensive, which was to make the Martial Illusion Sword Formation self-defeating.

No matter how unpredictable the unpredictable sword array is, as long as people's hearts are in chaos, the lineup will be chaotic, which will inevitably lead to chaos in the big array.

But that didn't happen, because Deadwood didn't see what he wanted, because the sword formation was still running, and it was getting tighter and tighter.

They were not affected, they fought hard to form a formation, they formed a large formation one by one, no one would become the slightest bit uneasy, and no one had the idea of retreating because Deadwood was a supreme cultivator like his own sect master.

After all, they were disciples of the Martial Illusion Sect. After enduring in this martial fantasy world for many years, they have never been well-known, but now they are emerging, and they hope to become the disciples of the first major sect in the martial arts world! This glory deserves to belong to them, and they also have the strength to prove it to the world.

Therefore, their telekinesis is excellent and their quality is excellent, even if the next series of language attacks from the dead wood are sent out like a series of cannons, they did not shake their hearts in the slightest, nor did they have the fear of death!

Behind him was the sect master personally supervising the big array, watching the senior brother and the second senior brother die one after another, they had no reason to retreat and fear death, and there was no reason not to do their best. Even though he is facing such a top character as Deadwood!

"Mysterious old man, old man Basho, Netherworld, Gui Queen, Ferris Martial Ancestor, Li Xinghui, it's time for you to make a move. It's time to take the disciples of your sect to make a move. The Martial Illusion Sect Master couldn't support it anymore. You come here to resist this sword formation, and Mo Yufei and I will join forces against the Martial Illusion Sect Master. Deadwood said in a commanding tone, looking extremely moved.