Zheng Wanxiong and Mu Lan glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes. After this sword, in the minds of these two people who could have arranged to fight against Gao Ziqian, most of them disappeared!

Circles of ripples appeared from the barrier, and countless runes burst in this ripple!

Fang Zhuo's divine sense shook suddenly, and immediately, the black and white qi mass in the depths of the sea of consciousness swirled slightly, completely absorbing this violent impact. This time, not even the General Outline of the Fu Gong and the Primal Purple Qi were not used.

The raging flames were still roaring and burning, and with Gao Ziqian's spiritual power, wave after wave of frenzied impact on the formation barrier! However, Fang Zhuo, who had survived the first impact, had completely let go of his divine sense at this moment. Every bit of divine consciousness was put into the formation runes, and they resisted the impact of Gao Ziqian with all their might!

A breath of time, in the blink of an eye!

Ten breaths!

Although the confrontation between the two was still continuing, everyone's hearts were filled with a deep shock! This little-known kid in the Qi cultivation period actually pointed over and trapped a sword cultivator who was at the peak of foundation building for ten breaths!

Moreover, this sword cultivator who is at the pinnacle of foundation building is still not out of trouble at this moment!

Gao Ziqian knew that he had lost, but he did not give up at all. He only had one thought now, and that was to rush out of the gang and slash this damn mean boy who had swept him in face with a single sword!

Fang Zhuo had already stabilized the magic circle at this moment. He smiled slightly, and suddenly spoke: "Ten breaths have passed, it seems that this great master of Proud Sword Mountain is no more than Erer." ”

Feng Buxiu's face, which was already extremely ugly, suddenly became even darker.

"Within ten breaths, I will let you attack. Fang Zhuo continued: "But now that the ten breaths have passed, I must give you some sweetness to taste." ”

What he said was an understatement, but everyone's hearts jumped! This kid can still use this formation to attack?!

The formation can be offensive and defensive, which everyone knows. However, some formations focus on defense, so they will be terrible on defense. Some formations focus on attacking, which makes the attack extremely sharp.

Right now. Fang Zhuo, such a weird, so defensive, amazing formation. actually has the ability to attack, which makes people feel a little unacceptable.

Gao Ziqian couldn't hear what Fang Zhuo was saying outside, but he could hear Fang Zhuo's voice conjured up with his divine sense.

"Ten breaths have passed, and no matter how hard you try, you will lose. Will you wipe your neck yourself, or will I take your head?"

"You let the horse come!" Gao Ziqian was already like a gambler who had lost everything, and he was completely out of his mind.

What Fang Zhuo wanted was his fierce energy. Because it is difficult to catch such a master, you can use him to practice and test your hands. You don't need to worry about losing money if you play badly. Such a good sparring partner, isn't it useless?

So, in the magic circle, that Fang Zhuo's phantom moved, and a sword had already stabbed out!

Gao Ziqian smiled coldly and swung his sword. Immediately, with a flip of his wrist, the long sword snake stabbed into Fang Zhuo's sword body like a poisonous snake! Because when he set up Fang Zhuo's long sword, the feeling of the two swords being handed over to him told him that this Fang Zhuo was a phantom! That sword was also transformed by a highly condensed aura!

Gao Ziqian gritted his teeth, although he was not a real enemy, but this phantom was bound to be connected to Fang Zhuo's mind! As long as he smashed this phantom with a sword, Fang Zhuo would inevitably be hit hard!

Therefore. He doesn't care about anything. Sink your heart and swing out with a sword.

But, the next moment. He was surprised again.

Fang Zhuo's figure flickered every time, and the angle and direction of his movement were incredible. Each of these changes violates the human body's control of the amount of force, and violates the movement law of the human body's joints and limbs!

Is it because this is a phantom that it can do such a trickery?

Gao Ziqian can only guess like this. He didn't know that Fang Zhuo's mountain sword itself was a sword method that was completely detached from the normal way of attacking.

The two of them come and go, fighting as fast as lightning, and in a few breaths, they have shot each other nearly a hundred times. As Fang Zhuo's attack method gradually became familiar, Gao Ziqian's sword momentum gradually unfolded, and the sword became more and more fierce and fierce!

After all, Fang Zhuo's mountain sword was only a basic sword technique, and he mainly practiced the tricky methods of sword cultivation. For all kinds of body styles, footwork, and sword playing, for the extreme changes and rapid adjustments of various forces, the hiking sword has an unimaginable practice effect. However, after all, it is not a sword technique dedicated to attacking the enemy, and its training is a little greater. With Fang Zhuo's means, it may be okay to deal with ordinary sword cultivation, but it is indeed far from enough to deal with Gao Ziqian.

Seeing that Gao Ziqian's attack was more steady, and every time a sword blade pierced into his phantom, Fang Zhuo was not annoyed. The reason why he belittled Gao and Humility in every possible way was to suppress the morale of his opponents and disturb his state of mind. In fact, Fang Zhuo knew very well that if he dared to raise his sword to find trouble in the Bitter Sword Sect, would he be able to do it without a few brushes?

Now in the Phantom Array battle, what Fang Zhuo wants is Gao Ziqian's strength to improve his combat level. He slowly sat down cross-legged, and tried his best to urge his divine sense to bring his swordsmanship to the extreme. Moreover, his phantom array recorded all of Gao Ziqian's moves bit by bit from beginning to end! These materials will definitely be of great help to his kendo when he goes back and take them out and study them slowly.

The two of them fought silently and fiercely here, and the surrounding spectators were a little confused. Because Fang Zhuo's formation was very strange, it did not block the sight of outsiders. Normally, once in the trap, the person's figure disappears from the eyes of everyone until he breaks through. However, Fang Zhuo's this did not affect everyone to see Gao Ziqian's every move clearly.

Judging from Gao Ziqian's current performance, it is clear who he is fighting against. However, who is it to fight against? the biggest possibility is Fang Zhuo. Fang Zhuo is fighting with Gao Ziqian with the help of the formation, and he is playing well?

Many people suddenly felt that the kid of the Bitter Sword Sect seemed to be quite weak!

However, how did he manage to fight Gao Ziqian through a magic circle? There were some old guys, and those monks who didn't know anything about the formation were extremely puzzled.

Feng Buxiu is now gradually recovering. Judging from Gao Ziqian's current state, it can already be seen that he swings his sword calmly and easily, and it is obvious that he has taken the initiative. Feng Buxiu saw his disciple's confident eyes and his incisive swordsmanship, and felt in his heart that Gao Ziqian's breakthrough was probably just a few breaths.

But. To the surprise of their master and apprentice, and even to the old fellows of the Bitter Sword Sect. At this moment, Fang Zhuo slowly stood up, and with a wave of his hand, he actually withdrew the magic circle!

Obviously, on the whole, Fang Zhuo was still dominant, but why did he stop it?

The sticky pressure on the sword disappeared abruptly, and Gao Ziqian shouted angrily, turning into a streamer of light that suddenly shot out of the figure in front of him! Gao Ziqian was in the middle of the way, and the spiritual power on the sword surged, but he found that the person in front of him was his master!

He couldn't put away his sword, and hurriedly took a wrong step, his body twisted obliquely, and he swept past Feng Xiu's side like a long sword wind.

At the moment when the two of them were wrong. Feng Buxiu, a divine consciousness transmission has entered his sea of consciousness. Gao Ziqian reminded Feng Buxiu's divine sense, and slowly retracted his body three feet behind Feng Buxiu, collected his sword, gathered his momentum, and slowly turned around.

Fang Zhuo stood still, motionless, and did not speak.

Gao Ziqian walked slowly and calmly to the opposite side of Fang Zhuo. He shouted coldly: "I came with a sword. Ask the sword to knock on the door, what you want is to see the sword of the Bitter Sword Sect! Who knows where you got the ghost trick from. If it's not the way of the sword, how can it represent the Sword Sect?"

Fang Zhuo didn't sneer at him this time, but just looked at him deeply. At this time, Feng Buxiu said sharply behind him: "Be humble! If you lose, you will lose! How can our disciples of Aojian Mountain be people who can't afford to lose?!"

Gao Ziqian protested and said: "The disciple is not afraid of losing! However, if he loses, he must also lose under the sword in a dignified manner!

"You ——!" Feng's face was cloudy, and he shouted coldly: "Don't you even listen to what you say?"

Gao Ziqian didn't say a word, and slowly raised the sword in his hand at Fang Zhuo.

Wang Pinglin and others are all old and sophisticated, and they all know very well that Gao Ziqian and Feng Buxiu are two masters and apprentices, and they are making a show. The old man surnamed Hu waved his hand, stopping Zheng Wanxiong and Mu Lan, who were worried, and looked at Fang Zhuo with interest. He was eager to see how Fang Zhuo dealt with the situation.

"Idiot!" Most of the people in the Bitter Sword Sect were worried about Fang Zhuo, and only Zhou Baiping whispered coldly.

"How do you say it?" Shen Yue saw Zhou Baiping's disdainful eyes, his heart moved, and he asked in a low voice.

Where did he know that the disciples of the Hidden Demon Mountain Villa broke out with demonic magic that day, and the whole person turned into a bloody tongue and blood chain, and its power was still above that of ordinary Jindan masters. Although Gao Ziqian's sword strength just now was amazing, it was still a big step behind the Demon Cultivator surnamed Bian of the Hidden Demon Mountain Villa that day! On that day, the Demon Cultivator surnamed Bian almost hated the bottom of Fang Zhuo's sword, let alone an impetuous Gao Ziqian.

"This guy, if he doesn't take his own humiliation, I'm afraid he won't leave. Zhou Baiping said lightly.

Shen Yue's eyes flashed, and the curiosity of Fang Zhuo in his heart was a little heavier. He knew very well that Zhou Baiping had never liked to say much, but today he repeatedly opened his eyes for Fang Zhuo, and it was obvious that Fang Zhuo's evaluation was very high.

To be able to set foot in Jindan, especially to be able to set foot in Jindan in his twenties, which one is not a person who is amazing and gorgeous, and who is the best of a generation? Which one is not arrogant and arrogant and arrogant? To be able to be heartbroken by such a character, this Fang Zhuo must have something extremely not simple! (To be continued.) )

PS: First of all, thanks!