Chapter 172: Analysis of the Sword Formation

"This sword platform is so weird that people can't guard against it. I don't know when this sword pillar will fall!" Witnessing the tragic death of a Red Void Palace disciple with his own eyes, dozens of Red Void Palace disciples suddenly looked gloomy. "The strangest thing is the sudden aura coercion, if we don't step on the correct sword platform, this aura coercion will also crush our ** into meat sauce!" a disciple of the Miluo Palace continued.

"And this teleportation array is too weird, it actually made the mistake between me and Senior Brother Dao Wuya's team!" A disciple of the Ling Xiao Sect had a gloomy face: "The Night Ziyang of the Miluo Palace can lead the team through this teleportation array, and with the strength of Senior Brother Dao, it will definitely be able to!"

Mu Hao and the three of them stood behind the crowd, quietly listening to the whispers around them. The eyes as deep as the stars are full of wisdom, accurately analyzing the information in these words.

"First, there is a teleportation array in front of the boulder rift, and we will be teleported in when we step into it, but the location of the teleportation will be a little off, which will cause some people to leave the team. Second, there are nine sword platforms here, and the team led by Ye Ziyang has passed through this sword platform. Third, the only way to pass through these nine sword platforms is to step on those sword platforms, and those nine sword platforms are filled with terrifying aura coercion!"

"But!" Mu Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he noticed that on the nine sword platforms, there was only one sword platform in the sky every moment, and there would be a stone sword crashing down. Over and over again, the number of times it crashes is constantly changing. In that case, why don't these people avoid this sword platform, sweep past the other sword platforms, and pass through the cliff? Pondering quietly in his heart, Mu Hao had a bright smile on his face, and asked a female disciple of the Red Void Palace, "Excuse me, how do you pass these nine sword platforms?"

Although this woman is not exquisite, her dignified and pretty face is filled with contemplation. Mu Hao's sudden question immediately interrupted her contemplation, making her a little annoyed, turning around slowly, Dai Mei frowned slightly, but when she met Mu Hao's evil handsome face, the slightly frowning Dai Mei immediately stretched out, and a smile appeared on her pretty face: "Senior Brother Mu Hao!"

Although Mu Hao offended Xiao Cangtian, his evil handsome appearance and strong strength made him quite popular among many female disciples of the Red Void Palace. Although the disciples of the Red Void Palace rarely approached Mu Hao because of the laughter of the sky, but seeing Mu Hao take the initiative to say hello, there was still a faint hint of joy in the woman's heart.

"Ignorant woman!" Shen Yue muttered. "A woman with no connotation only knows how to look at the outside, not the inside!" Sun Hao saw that he was forgiven, and shook his head one after another, "Isn't it just a little longer than the public, why is there such a big gap in treatment?"

The rest of the disciples of the Red Void Palace frowned slightly, obviously they didn't want to have more to do with Mu Hao. The woman's enthusiasm made Mu Hao's smile brighter and brighter, and she said politely: "This senior sister, how do you pass through these nine sword platforms?" Seeing Mu Hao's attitude so gentle, the woman's eyes were full of smiles, and she even felt a little excited, and said enthusiastically: "My name is Ling Qingzhu, junior brother, you can call me Qingzhu!"

"Senior Sister Qingzhu!" Mu Hao smiled. "How much does Senior Brother know about these nine sword platforms?" the woman who called herself Ling Qingzhu said softly, but she felt a little sorry in her heart, "If this Mu Hao didn't offend Senior Brother Xiao, it would be a good choice to be able to meet him!" "I don't know anything!" Mu Hao shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"To pass through these nine sword platforms, it is easy to say, but it is difficult to say!" Ling Qingzhu's slender jade finger pointed at the nine sword platforms, and said softly: "These nine sword platforms are filled with a terrifying aura of coercion, under this aura coercion, even if it is a strong person in the ninth layer of Yuanying, its ** cannot withstand its impact." ”

"Therefore, to pass through these nine sword platforms, one of them is to avoid the coercion of this spiritual energy. Did the junior brother notice it, after the stone sword fell, the aura power on it would be swept away. As long as we ascend to the sword platform at that time, we will be able to avoid the impact of the power of the aura. After ascending the first sword platform, we need to pay attention to the sword platform in the second row, and then the stone pillars will appear on it, and all we have to do is to step over it immediately when the second sword platform is swept away. But the danger is that as long as you are half a beat slower, you will be affected by the impact of the aura pressure on the sword platform you are standing on. But if it's half a beat, it will also be bombarded by the stone sword on the second sword platform!"

Speaking of this, Ling Qingzhu's face darkened slightly, and he suddenly sighed: "We can't predict at all, the number of times the stone sword falls, very few people climb the sword platform in the second row, before and after that junior brother died tragically, more than 100 people have died on those nine sword platforms!" Thanking him softly, Mu Hao pushed aside the crowd and walked towards the sword platform. When the disciples of the major forces saw that it was Mu Hao, they all moved out of the way to both sides. Obviously, Mu Hao's previous killing of Zhao Yi and Ye Wudao still played a little deterrent effect.

"Hey, isn't this Mu Hao of the Red Void Palace, why does he have to break through the battle?" "With his strength, he should be able to break through!" "Senior Brother Fan Kong, who was at the ninth level of the Lingxiao Sect's Yuanying before, didn't he die in this formation, if he wants to break through these nine sword platforms, he may have the strength of Ye Ziyang!"

Bursts of whispering sounded all around, and countless eyes with different emotions gathered on Mu Hao. Sun Hao and Shen Yue followed closely behind, staring at the majestic sword platform with solemn expressions. The disciples of the Chixu Palace on the side watched coldly, and when they saw Ling Qingzhu wanting to speak and stopping, one of the young men with a scar on his face couldn't help but say coldly: "Senior Sister Ling Qingzhu, don't forget that we are from Senior Brother Xiao's side!"

"But the power of this sword array is indeed a bit terrifying. If Senior Brother Mu Hao is not well prepared, he will rush into battle, and he will inevitably ......". "These things, it's not your turn and I to worry about these things!" The young man with the scar immediately interrupted, and there was a faint hint of joy in his gloomy eyes, and he said secretly: "I want him to die here, and the person who dares to go against Senior Brother Xiao will definitely not end well!"

"Hmph, this kid will actually go to the sword formation without his strength in the end. I'm afraid that in the end, I don't know how I died. It's a pity that Senior Sister Zhan Tai is not here, otherwise she should be very interested in seeing this scene!" In an instant, the scar young man turned several thoughts in his heart, and there was a touch of expectation and coldness in his eyes when he looked at Mu Hao.

If Mu Hao looked back, he would notice that this young man with scars was the disciple of the Red Void Palace who he met outside the valley last night. It's just that at this moment, Mu Hao's attention is on the nine sword platforms in front of him, looking for their rules.

Suddenly, the voice at the scene couldn't help but be low, but seeing that Mu Hao had not moved for a long time, among the disciples of the major forces, there were some people who couldn't wait, and they came out of the crowd and walked towards the sword platform. At the moment when he and Mu Hao staggered by, Mu Hao muttered to himself: "One, seven, four!"

"One, seven, four!", Mu Hao muttered to himself, his eyes as bright as stars. This disciple of the Ling Xiao Sect shook slightly, and walked straight to the sword platform. The stone sword that reached the sky roared down like a star falling straight down, and the terrifying wind overflowed, flying sand and stones.

"Boom!" A deafening roar erupted, and the sword platform in the center of the first row trembled slightly, and the flesh and blood on it became even more blurred, and even turned into blood and trickled down. The choking smell of blood permeated, and the brains on the crushed skull suddenly burst out.

Witnessing this scene, Rao is Mu Hao was firm-minded, and he was a little disgusted. The disciples of the other major forces turned their heads one after another, not daring to look directly. However, Mu Hao's eyes did not move, staring at the scarlet sword platform, "You must not move away, you must learn to get used to it!"

To Mu Hao's surprise, Sun Hao and Shen Yue were both expressionless, quietly staring at the figure of this Lingxiao Sect disciple. "Bang!" the falling stone sword rose from the ground, setting off a strong wind again, and scarlet blood splashed in the air. Facing the sword platform that was close at hand, this Lingxiao Sect disciple with the eighth-layer cultivation of Yuanying swallowed his saliva fiercely, but his eyes were staring at the stone sword that rose into the sky, waiting for the stone sword to fall.

However, after waiting for a while, the stone sword was circling quietly, and the young man's heart trembled inexplicably: "One!" "Senior Brother Lin Yu, break the formation in one go!" In the Lingxiao Sect, several female disciples in the prime of cardamom said in unison, and their crisp voices were a little pleasant. Lin Yu, the young man standing in front of the sword platform, saw his hands clenched slightly, and his tense body, like an arrow off the string, shot out and swept up the stone platform vigorously.

"Boom!" a bleeding stone sword fell again, slamming into the sword platform on the far right of the second row. This blow seemed to fall on the hearts of countless people, and suddenly countless hands broke out in cold sweat, and countless pairs of eyes looked directly at this scene. Mu Hao, who was at the forefront, looked at this scene quietly, the corners of his mouth raised a touch of evil arc, his whole face looked extremely handsome, and he said in a voice that he could only hear: "Seven!"

"Bang!Bang!Bang!

"Seven!" When the stone sword rose from the ground for the seventh time, Lin Yu's back was already soaked in cold sweat, and he kicked his feet and swept onto the second sword platform, closing his eyes, waiting for death to come. However, after half a sound, the stone sword did not move at all, and hovered quietly in the air. A feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe permeated Lin Yu's heart, Lin Yu opened his eyes, there was indescribable joy in his eyes, but more than that, shock.

"On the first sword platform, the number of times the stone sword fell was one. On the second sword platform, the number of times the stone sword falls is seven!". "One, seven, four!" Lin Yu turned around slightly, looking at the blue-robed figure below, and a big wave was set off in his heart: "Mu Hao, could he have seen through this sword formation and guessed the number of times the stone sword fell?"