There was silence all around, only when the breeze blew there was a slight whirring, and other than that, there were no insects or birds.

The birds and beasts in this mountain were either shattered by the aftermath of the fierce battle, or they had long since fled, and the rest of them were also quietly dormant in the corners, not daring to make any sound.

At this time of silence, it was almost audible that a needle was falling, and Cheng Miao was alone, facing more than thirty sword-wielding guards suspended in the air.

He held his head high and said lightly: "I'm going to take these people away, who is in favor and who is against?"

The tone was flat, but he spit out words that were extremely arrogant and shocked everyone present.

A group of hermits looked at him alone, facing the three teams of sword guards that had been preserved and organized, and there was also an incomplete team of more than thirty sword guards, not only did they not have any fear, they never lowered their heads, and even dared to speak provocatively.

Xi Shuirou looked at Cheng Miao in the field standing tall alone, he revealed a sharp momentum all over his body, he only had the realm of hearing and knowing, but he dared to be in the same realm with dozens of people, and several of them were far beyond his opponents, and challenged.

At this moment, the breeze floated Cheng Miao's fever, and the corners of his torn clothes were also swaying gently with the breeze, and the sunset sprinkled on his body, as if crossing a layer of gold edges, like a fairy descending to earth.

In the air in front of Cheng Miao, dozens of sword-wielding guards rushed down together.

Time seemed to freeze in Xi Shuirou's eyes, staying on this scene and staying on the young man.

No matter how time flies and how the years wash away, this scene has always been deeply engraved in Xi Shuirou's mind, and it will never fade...

Park Guiyan was different, he was also impressed by Cheng Miao's heroic appearance at first, but he regained his reason after a while.

He also had to admit in his heart that this body forging warrior was very strong, and his demeanor was also impressive, facing more than 30 sword guards alone, and he also made provocative remarks, which made him even more heroic.

But apart from being handsome, there's nothing left.

Park Guiyan said: "Although this person is strong, his physical cultivation is not durable to fight, and he himself is just a body forging warrior who knows the realm, if he drags it on, I am afraid he will not be able to escape defeat..."

He was originally a calm and objective analysis of the situation, it was true that the forging warrior was not durable to fight, and the strength of Cheng Miao's knowledge was also true, according to common sense, Cheng Miao was indeed impossible to win.

The hermit beside Park Guiyan did not have the cultivation to the realm of enlightenment, and he did not have the ability to control the release of his divine consciousness, so he naturally could not perceive Cheng Miao's realm.

Park Guiyan said this paragraph in his mouth, exposing a lot of information, which made them truly understand Cheng Miao's realm.

Someone said in disbelief: "What? He is the body forging master of the Wenzhi Realm? The body cultivation of the Wenzhi Realm can actually fight against the sword guard of the enemy Sensee World Realm?"

"How is this possible! This is impossible!"

"Could this be the Bodysmiths? They're so strong..."

Most of them paid attention to the realm, and only a few people noticed the meaning behind Park Guiyan.

The meaning is clear, this body forging warrior is not the opponent of this group of sword guards.

Xi Shuirou's expression was sluggish, her eyes were locked on Cheng Miao's body, and her lips opened lightly but she didn't say anything.

After a while, her eyes froze, her eyes were full of perseverance, and she ran the spiritual energy in the sea of qi, wandering in the meridians around her body, turning into spiritual energy, and the whole person flew up in the sky, flying directly to the center of the battlefield.

Park Guiyan looked at this scene, but his heart was not as firm as Xi Shuirou, but full of hesitation.

Fight or flee?

Cheng Miao attracted the attention of the sword guards and indirectly saved their lives, which can also be said to be a life-saving grace.

But Park Guiyan's hesitation was not because Cheng Miao had a life-saving grace for him, nor because of morality.

Which option has a better chance of survival? He was hesitant because of this question.

There was also a lot of wear and tear in this battle, and the sword guard was mainly lost in the shock of the formation, and the loss was in the hands of the masters of the Xuanxuan Realm.

What was really lost in the hands of the Listening Chao Pavilion Jue World Realm cultivator was only a small part.

As for those who died at the hands of Wen Zhijing? Strictly speaking, before Cheng Miao appeared, none of the sword guards were killed at the hands of Wen Zhijing.

"The number of sword guards left is limited, and the ones on the mountain gate are looting and cleaning the battlefield, and most of the people under the mountain gate are attracted by this body cultivation......"

Escape!!

This voice remembered in his mind, and the voice became louder and louder, and he immediately flew out of the air, flying towards the other side of the battlefield, straight down the mountain!

The rest of the hermits naturally took this scene in their eyes, one was a cruel battlefield, a ruthless meat grinder, and everywhere there were sword shadows harvesting life.

The other place is an empty space where no one can continue to struggle and crawl towards the ideal in his heart after escaping.

Putting aside those heroic spirits and heart-wrenching heroism, and facing the cruel reality, many hermits have already made their choice.

Most of the hermits fled the battlefield with Park Guiyan, and there were only six hermits left, who chose to rush into the battlefield and rush to the aid of Cheng Miao.

Like Cheng Miao, he can give up his persistence for revenge, and others will also give up their principles for what they want.

If Cheng Miao was to choose, he might also choose to run for his life.

However, Cheng Miao in the field obviously cares about the comings and goings of these people, and all he really cares about is the mission goal - what is it!

As for that Yin Gaoxing, let's rescue him reluctantly......

The rest of the people, dead or alive, he will not make a move.

Several of the sword guards are cultivators of the Awakening World Realm, and they can also feel Cheng Miao's realm, but it is just the physical strength of the Hearing Realm.

"Kill!!"

A team of sword guards and Xi Shuirou, as well as six sword guards of the Wenzhi Realm, were entangled together, and soon gained the upper hand.

In an instant, there were already hermits who were slashed by the sword shadow, tearing open one wound after another.

Cheng Miao's side was the main force, and he faced more than 20 sword guards alone.

The remnants of the sword guards were the same team that he had killed the small leader of the Jue World Realm.

The spiritual energy of the Wenzhi Realm, coupled with the blessing of the sword array, even the sword guards who are also in the Wenzhi Realm can pose a threat to him, but the biggest threat is still the Jue World Realm after all.

The sword guards rushed down together, the sword shadow attacked, Cheng Miao dodged left and right, and with the instantaneous burst speed, he was able to dodge the deadly sword shadow.

But whenever there is a sword guard who distances himself slightly, and there is no sword guard next to him who can rush to his aid, Cheng Miao immediately reflexively pursues, striving to kill with one blow!

Although the sword guards did not speak on the surface, they had other ways of communicating in private, the divine consciousness of the realm of the senses, and then among the sword guards, there were also some simple sign languages.

The two sword-wielding guards who were against Cheng Miao communicated with each other, and at the same time sent out a message: Drag!

Leaning on the sword guard of the sword guard, wait until this body forging is exhausted, and wait until the sword guard on the mountain gate comes to help!

Park Guiyan understands the truth, these sword guards from the heavenly realm have also heard of it, and they are physically cultivated and do not endure long-term battles!

Even the strongest body forging warrior faces the same disadvantage that most normal monks have - not fighting for a long time.

The size of the sea of qi in the monk's body determines the reserve of aura, and the reserve of aura determines the time of continuous fighting.

Reiki is the source of powerful psionic energy, and without aura, it is almost equivalent to having no power, and powerful psionic energy will not be generated out of thin air.

All supernatural powers must be based on the aura in one's own body! Just as plants need sunlight, animals need food, and monks need aura!

Although the monk is regarded as an immortal by the layman, he sees it as a flying world, a creature created out of thin air, and omnipotent.

But there are some basic laws that cannot be escaped, mortals have strength to eat, and monks must absorb spiritual energy to have spiritual energy and exert magical powers.

If you look at it from this point, in fact, the monks are not as amazing as mortals think, they are the same life, but they are just very powerful life, a life that has been improving the realm, and has been evolving.

The shortcoming of not fighting for a long time is naturally because the aura is exhausted, and this shortcoming, as long as the monk is willing to put a little effort, he can still solve it.

As long as you stop the footsteps of your own realm, you will use the aura used to strengthen the meridians to open up the sea of qi, and the capacity of the sea of qi will go up, and the reserves will naturally rise.

But physical cultivation was not so lucky, they couldn't solve this problem at all, because physical cultivation didn't cultivate the Qi Sea from beginning to end, and there was no container for storing a large amount of spiritual energy.

In other words, there are containers all over the body, and they can store spiritual energy, but without the area of the sea of qi, the spiritual energy stored in the body is extremely limited after all.

The body is strong and explosive, but there are all kinds of drawbacks after all.

Unable to fly in the air, he can only rely on the reaction force of his body and the ground to bounce.

Fighting with people is a head-on enemy, colliding with various supernatural powers, formations, and magic weapons with the flesh, so it will leave a lot of hidden dangers, which naturally leads to the conclusion that physical cultivation is short-lived compared to most monks.

Without a sea of qi, although the explosive power is strong, it cannot fight for a long time, and once it falls into a stalemate, it is likely to fall into the result of being consumed.

If it is developed normally, physical cultivation is really not a very good choice.

If this group of sword guards met a normal Hearing Realm Body Forge, they would definitely be the ones who had the last laugh.

But helplessly, they met Cheng Miao......

After seeing the loss of several sword guards one after another, they stopped taking the initiative to attack.

Cheng Miao fled, they also followed, Cheng Miao stopped, they also stopped, hugged each other tightly, and had no intention of making a move.

Cheng Miao muttered in a low voice, "Do you want to delay?"

Thinking of this, he actually killed in the sword formation of the sword guard!

Seeing that Cheng Miao had thrown himself into the net, the sword guard actually took the initiative to rush into the sword formation, sneered and said loudly: "Extremely arrogant!

Cheng Miao sneered when she heard this, and she didn't open her mouth to refute it, but just muttered to herself in her heart: Arrogance?

The sea of silent qi in Cheng Miao's body roared!

It was like setting off a gust of wind in the sea of qi, blowing in the sea of qi that was more than a hundred zhang in size, and rolled up huge waves of white spiritual energy.

In the white aura, there is a golden light that is completely different from ordinary people, as if it contains a mysterious and powerful power!

When the worldly method and the ancient method run in the body at the same time, the aura quickly replenishes the body's needs.

After a long battle, Cheng Miao did not show any fatigue, and his speed did not fall by half a point, even faster than at the beginning!

The long sword in the sword guard's hand swung out a series of sword shadows, slashing straight at Cheng Miao, who was counterattacking, but he dodged them one by one.

These sword guards are all in the realm of real fighting, and the spiritual energy they exert is even much stronger than that of ordinary monks, coupled with the blessing of the sword array, it can be said that Cheng Miao will suffer a lot of injuries whenever he is hit.

But their moves are so consistent!

If you're familiar enough, you can even know the angle of their sword shadows just by looking at the movement of raising your hand!

Bouncing left and right, he dodged the attack and touched the sword shadow, and suddenly jumped up again, like a sharp sword, inserted into the center of the sword formation formed by the sword guard!

An uppercut slammed into the chin, shattering the skull with a single punch, and the aftermath of the uppercut carried the headless body of the sword-wielding guard upwards.

After Cheng Miao finished this punch, his body floated in the air for a short time, and then gradually fell down.

The moment he floated in the air, his limbs were in the empty air, and there was nothing for Cheng Miao to borrow, that is to say, at this moment, he lost control of his body.

Seeing this scene, the sword guards around him also knew that his physical cultivation could not fly in the air, and he could jump up because of his strength, and naturally there was no physical object in the air for him to borrow strength, and they were secretly happy in their hearts.

One of the sword guards gritted his teeth and said, "Kill my best friend, in this air where you can't borrow power, see how you can dodge this sword shadow in the sky! You will die here today!!"

The best friend in his mouth was naturally the sword guard who was killed by Cheng Miao's punch just now.

There is no longer anything to borrow power around, and Cheng Miao is a live target in their eyes.

In such a dangerous situation, he still didn't have any panic, the corners of his mouth raised a trace of arc, and he said in a contemptuous tone: "Then wait and see, see who it is today..."

"Kill here!!"