Chapter 226 Infinite Sword Waves

In an instant, Yu Zecheng returned to the body in the magic circle. In a magic circle on the opposite side, a scream and wail came out. Ye Luo was seen paralyzed on the ground in the magic circle, his whole body trembling, and he looked around in surprise. , with a look of fear in his eyes.

At this time, a Foundation Establishment Brother appeared next to him, seemed to be saying something to him, and then took him away. Yu Zecheng discovered that now he could not wield a sword. He was taken away by someone. How could the impact of failure be so serious? Woolen cloth?

At this time, a person appeared next to him, it was Master Tian Nan. He said slowly:

"Don't think that it is so easy to determine life and death in this separation platform. The body will not be damaged here, but the terror before death will be magnified ten times and transmitted back to your brain. It will be repeatedly strengthened in the next three days. Infinite stimulation for you.

This was done deliberately by the founder of Zhongxing. In this way, some disciples will be mentally traumatized and will no longer be able to hold the flying sword. They will have no moral integrity in their hearts and their minds will be taken away, and they will become useless from now on. This will prevent them from dying under other people's swords in the future and embarrassing our Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

There will also be some disciples who will be addicted to this kind of struggle between life and death and become more bloodthirsty than anyone else. They will move forward bravely in battle and kill the enemy for fun. Such disciples will be arrayed in front of all the fighters and will soon be All banished.

Only disciples who are not affected by life and death can embark on the path to immortality. When you start learning the Six Swords, countless selections have already begun. If you can't stick to yourself, grasp your own way, and stick to yourself. You can't go far with your ideal. "

Yu Zecheng nodded firmly and said:

"Disciple understands that my way is my sword. I am extremely free and everything comes from my heart."

Master Nantian nodded, turned and left. At this time, the twenty-eight pairs of disciples in the field were still fighting unremittingly, but several people had already shown signs of defeat. In the air in front of the magic circle where Yu Zecheng was, these twenty-eight pairs of disciples were floating in the air. The illusion formation is three inches in size. This is the image of the twenty-eight pairs of disciples fighting each other. As long as you want to watch someone's battle, if you look at each other, the phantom array will immediately grow in size and fly in front of your eyes. All other phantom arrays will be avoided and will not affect your ability to watch the game.

At this time, two illusory formations were disillusioned one after another, and two more people defeated their opponents. In this novice competition, many people had just learned the Six Swordsmanship. It was their first real six-swords battle. They had little combat experience and were quickly defeated. Death.

Yu Zecheng took a casual look and found that among the winners of the two places, there was actually a bone-aligned pattern. Before he could react, the illusory formations began to shatter one by one. In the time of a stick of incense, the remaining illusory formations in the air were no more than There are only seven.

In the surrounding magic circle, the screams of the losers continued to be heard. This fear of death was magnified ten times and was irresistible. The venue was filled with screams. Now I am not afraid of the screams, but I am afraid that it is buried in my heart and cannot be eliminated. , the mind is taken away, the mind is affected, and the person cannot resist life and death, then there is no hope of immortality from now on.

After another quarter of an hour, the battle was finally over. They had only had a short time to build their foundations, their true energy was thin, and all they had learned were powerful swordsmanship. It was good to be able to fight for such a long time. The last one The two of them had exhausted all their true energy and were unable to control their swords. In the end, they fought hand-to-hand on the ground and relied on martial arts to decide the outcome.

The losers left the venue, and what awaited them was three days of painful torture. The winners immediately prepared for a new battle, giving them no time to breathe at all, because when you fight against the enemy, the enemy will not give you time to breathe.

As for those who end the battle first, they will have a little more time to reply. This is the result of their hard work. Don't complain, who asked you to end the battle last? This can be regarded as a different kind of fairness.

Now there are twenty-nine people left, fighting against each other, and one person gets a bye. The bye is also a kind of luck, and luck and luck are also counted in the strength.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng appeared on a plain, covered with snow for thousands of miles. Under the snow was the endless ice. Entering here, his opponent disappeared. He lurked under the ice, preparing to ambush Yu. Then it's done.

After the first battle, after many people saw the blood, some people immediately began to understand the battle. This person was one of them. He was nowhere to be found in the snow and disappeared for hundreds of miles. He wanted to ambush Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng laughed. The thing he was least afraid of was this. If it were in other worlds, he might be at a loss. In this illusory world, there were only two of him. With a random move of the Invisible Destruction and Divine Consciousness Transformation Technique, he immediately possessed the other person. See yourself through the other person’s perspective.

However, this formless destructive consciousness transformation technique was decomposed in an instant. This decomposition was not active, it seemed to be passive. There seemed to be something protecting the other party, protecting him all the time.

Yu Zecheng suddenly felt a pain in his head. He could not use the Invisible Destruction and Spiritual Consciousness Transformation Technique within three hours, but this glance was enough. From the perspective of the other party observing him, Yu Zecheng roughly knew where he was hiding. He turned around and shouted into the snow a hundred feet away:

"Didn't you say you wanted to try the sword with me? Why did you hide when the opportunity came? Come out, Wang Shuyuan."

A figure rose from the snow. It was Wang Shuyuan. He smiled and said:

"Senior Brother Yu, how did you find me? I sensed your spiritual consciousness, but I used the Chaos Invisibility Method, which was created by Master for me. Even the real person's divine consciousness at the Golden Core stage will not find me. What secret method did you use?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"This is the Xuanyuan Invisibility Breaking Technique, which is designed to break invisibility techniques like yours. You wear black clothes, but you are hidden in the snow. Anyone with some eyesight can see you."

Wang Shuyuan was wearing a black battle suit, but it did not affect his invisibility. Before the two of them could fight, they began to bicker with each other, attacking each other's psychology and creating opportunities for themselves.

Wang Shuyuan said:

"Senior brother, my master said that I was tricked by the ancient mirage in my mind. Although those hallucinations have been eliminated, there are still some roots. If I want to completely drive them away, I must kill you with the sword, so This time you and I will be divided into a group. Please help me, senior brother, and let me kill and solve my mystery."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Why are you talking nonsense? I was your big brother all the way here. Now as time has passed, I find that you are a little carried away, so I want to educate you today and let you know what the word "senior brother" means."

Wang Shuyuan laughed and said:

"Senior brother, it's not like I haven't seen you practice swordsmanship. I really can't think of how you can educate me about the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, hey."

The implication was that Yu Zecheng was overestimating his own abilities. The words Five Elements Spiritual Roots immediately touched Yu Zecheng's reverse scales. Yu Zecheng stopped talking, and the flying swords on his back appeared in pairs.

A flying sword appeared in front of Wang Shuyuan, and a pair of flying sword wings appeared behind him. The pair of mixed-wing swords emitted a chaotic sword light, and he said:

"Senior brother, these swords are all given to you by your master. No matter how many flying swords you have, it does not mean that you are strong. The meaning of flying swords..."

Before he could finish his nonsense, Yu Zecheng's whole body turned into a golden light and rushed towards him in an instant. Yu Zecheng's body and sword merged into one and slashed at Wang Shuyuan.

Wang Shuyuan looked solemn in the face of this tyrannical sword light. He just wanted to stimulate Yu Zecheng, but now that he had achieved his goal, he was extremely careful, flapped the chaos flying wings on his back, and immediately stepped back a foot.

One wrong step, one wrong step. What Yu Zecheng wanted was his retreat. In an instant, Yu Zecheng was in the air above him, only fifty meters away from him. His body and sword were separated. Although he was breathing heavily, the twelve Golden sword lights lined up one after another, and the brilliant sword lights shone like this ice and snow.

These twelve swords came like waves. Wang Shu originally believed that these flying swords were real or fake. Yu Zecheng's cultivation was the same as his own. He cultivated the Xuan Qi in the sword heart, but he could only control three flying swords.

It is absolutely impossible for Yu Zecheng to control so many flying swords. There must be phantom attacks in these flying swords, trying to deceive himself, but these flying swords make it difficult to distinguish the true from the false. And the overflowing cold murderous aura in the air penetrated to the bone marrow, making people feel as if they were falling into an ice cellar.

Wang Shuyuan roared, and a layer of swords suddenly appeared in front of him. The area ten meters in front of him was covered in the sword light, turning into a chaotic sword circle. This was a Hunyuan Qi light sword move that was as closed as a seal, with full-range defense. The two mixed-wing swords also joined in, and the three swords danced together, using the strongest defensive sword move that his master personally designed for him.

Wang Shu's original chaotic spiritual root was selected by Master Yinglong to change many sword movements for his unique design, so that he could use his chaotic true essence and sword heart to reach the limit, making this move like a seal.

Wang Shuyuan prepared to defend. In this sealed ten-meter sword circle, any phantom attack or sword energy attack would be absorbed by the chaotic sword circle and turned into his own true energy.

As long as you use three flying swords to resist the physical attack of the opponent's flying sword, you will be foolproof. Moreover, the sword moves modified by your master have miraculous effects. As long as the opponent's flying sword enters this sword circle, your own flying sword will Automatically protect yourself and definitely block the opponent's attack. Although this defense cannot last for long, it is absolutely invincible.

Wang Shuyuan didn't care whether Yu Zecheng's flying sword was real or fake. As long as he withstood the opponent's first round of attacks and waited until the opponent was exhausted, he could fight back with his own Hunyuan Qi. His characteristic is that the more he is beaten, the more real energy he accumulates. However, a single strike from the Prison of Light killed him to pieces.

One sword, two swords, three swords, four swords, five swords, how come they are all real flying swords? Impossible, six swords, seven swords...seventeen swords, eighteen swords...thirty-one swords, thirty-two swords...one hundred and seven swords, one hundred and eight swords...one hundred and seventy-three swords, One hundred and seventy-four swords...

Yu Zecheng's flying sword attacks are like waves, endless, endless, endless, one sword after another, one wave after another, one wave after another, in just a few breaths, like a violent storm. Likewise, in an instant, more than two hundred swords had been slashed out in succession.