Chapter 26: Bright Sword Breaks Through

Sawdust flew, and another sword puppet shattered under the sprint of Zong Shou's sword light. And the crowd under the Bright Sword Stage finally buzzed and talked a lot. It seems that the amazement accumulated before has all burst out at this time.

There were not many disciples of the Lingyun Sect who came out of the Dao Palace, only a few hundred. But all of them had surprise in their eyes, and their expressions were cloudy and uncertain.

"What is the origin of the people on this stage? My sect's Xiao Luo Tianjian Formation, there are very few people who have survived four hundred breaths in ten thousand years. He broke it just like that?"

"It's just the basic swordsmanship used from the beginning to the end. Could this be the so-called return to basics?"

"Not only swordsmanship, but even this pace is amazing!"

"For a child who is only thirteen years old and has just practiced martial arts, what is there to return to? What is there to return to? It's just that this kid has practiced this set of swordsmanship to perfection. The teachers of my sect are really right. No matter how superficial martial art is, if mastered to the extreme, it can have unpredictable power—"

At the gate of the palace, the two young men and women also looked blank.

When Zong Shou stepped into the trap of Xiao Luo Tianjian Formation, even those who pretended to have extraordinary vision thought that this son was going to die. The victory of this battle is already discernible at a glance.

Then, in less than a breath, the young man on the stage had completely turned the world upside down. At the most impossible time, the sword array was broken in one fell swoop.

"This Zong Shou can be so handsome!"

Dazed for a long time, when the girl came back to her senses, her cheeks flushed like a nympho: "My Ge Hanyun has lived for fourteen years, and this is the first time I have been attracted by others. If it wasn't for this guy, he was from the Zong family. Maybe she really has plans to marry him. Fei Bai, he is really better than you—"

"Although it is the basics of swordsmanship, it has exhausted the principles of swordsmanship!"

The young man nodded slightly, but did not refute. The words were full of admiration, without any dissatisfaction: "At least now, I am not as good as him! But within ten years, Donglin Yunlu will have the unique talent, and it will still be me, not him!"

Ge Hanyun was slightly taken aback, even though he witnessed a person of the same age, with a single sword, almost unscathed, breaking the Xiao Luotian sword formation. My childhood sweetheart, however, still didn't waver in the slightest, and her words were so confident that she was terrifying.

Then the girl smiled again, thinking that if this Zongshou is not a body with dual veins, but just like them, but she doesn't know what will happen in the future?

correct! And the person on the opposite side, with his current expression, is probably also very interesting.

Liang Miaozi, who was standing in front of the first major hall, had already been as pale as paper, looking at that unusually vigorous figure with an arrow-like gaze, wishing to pierce the young man through.

When the first puppet was broken, he felt regretful. And at this moment, I can't wait to tear that person into pieces!

Where is this waste? And where are the ants that he can knead? How many people at this age have been able to achieve this exquisite swordsmanship over the past ten thousand years?

The face was slightly bruised, and Liang Miaozi could already feel that there were a few vague, pitiful and gloating gazes looking over from a distance. In the depths of the chest, there seemed to be a dull pain.

The long sword slashed obliquely, cutting off the legs of a sword puppet. Then, like lightning, he returned behind the sword, and placed another puppet in the 'heart' of the beast crystal, completely piercing it. This is Zong Shou's step, and he moved away from his original position extremely carefully.

At the moment, under his feet, there are already various puppet parts. Not only did it stop these wooden men who didn't have much wisdom, it also restricted his movement.

There is a slight panting in the mouth, and the conflicting energy channels in the body seem to be about to explode at any time. Zong Shou's spirit is even more vigorous.

After the first sword strike, every time a sword puppet was killed, a cold and sharp breath poured into his body.

Every time, his body recovered a little. His current physical strength is still beyond imagination. It was completely unexpected, the exhausted and weak situation.

It also made him completely free from external objects, completely unable to hear the noises below.

All honor and disgrace, all calculations, have been thrown away. In the eyes, there is only the sword in his hand, and only these puppets in front of him.

Stepping on the Kun position, Zong Shou retreated several steps just as he was about to be encircled by a puppet on Wednesday. Then he exerted force suddenly, recoiled at a high speed, and with just one sword, he completely penetrated the necks of the two wooden figures who were unable to react in time!

Then the sword light obliquely cut off the two fragile necks completely, and then there was a sound of 'ding', and it collided with another sword beside him, sparking countless sparks. The unstoppable strength of the sword made Zong Shou take a step back immediately. He staggered and almost fell.

The wooden man, who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Xuanwuzong's physical body in terms of strength and tenacity, could make his blood churn with just one strike, and he couldn't bear it.

It's just that the luster of Zong Shou's gaze didn't weaken a bit at this time, on the contrary it was even brighter.

The forty-fourth of basic swordsmanship - external rotation sword!

"Eighteenth, behead!"

The cyan pine-patterned wind sword suddenly drew a sword circle, and a gentle force moved the puppet's sword skillfully to the side.

Then the cyan sword shadow, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, pierced through the sword puppet with an abrupt stab!

And when Zong Shou looked around again, he saw that the stage was a mess. There is no longer a puppet that can raise a sword to face each other.

The ground was full of broken wood, Xiao Luotian's sword formation, and the eighteen sword puppets had all disappeared.

After another half hour, Zong Shoucai withdrew from the turbulent state of mind, and his consciousness gradually became clear.

Then I saw Lin Fei on the stage, and the bright sword below the stage, with countless pairs of eyes looking over. Disbelief mixed with wonder and envy.

Zong Shou was stunned again, and the next moment, he smiled coldly.

"Three hundred and forty-three breaths, this is Ling Yunzong's Xiao Luotian Sword Formation? It's nothing more than that—"

Just a few words made the disciples of the Lingyun Sect down there slightly angry. But after only a moment, there was another silence.

Breaking through the formation within 100 breaths, within 343 breaths, the 18 sword puppets, whose combat power is already impressive, were cut to pieces one by one.

Such a character is indeed qualified to say, "That's all"——

Except for this surprisingly handsome young man on the Bright Sword Stage, no one else has this qualification.

In many people's minds, they even thought that the little Luotian sword formation left by Patriarch Lingyun was simply embarrassing the heroes of the world. There is absolutely no one in the world who can break through this formation without using internal energy.

However, today, I saw with my own eyes that this miracle was born.

Some people who know the cause and effect are all blushing. It can only be dumb, unable to say a word of rebuttal.

Huang Yi, who was standing on Liang Miaozi's side, sighed secretly. My uncle really did too much, it was so humiliating, no wonder he would say such a thing.

The Song Wenfeng Sword in Zong Shou's hand was already curled, and there was a slight crack on the spine of the sword. He simply threw it and inserted it in the center of the bright sword platform. Then his eyes turned to the left, that stone platform of the same size.

Without much hesitation, he walked down from the Bright Sword Platform and walked directly to the opposite side.

While pacing, he didn't see any domineering demeanor. But those disciples of Lingyun Sect and many young people subconsciously stood aside to make way for Ren Zongshou to walk to the Tianfu platform.