But this sub-question is actually not simple. It's one thing to be able to do it, but another thing to do it well.
The fundamental question is, how can she defeat them one by one? She is only one person.
It is easy for the lattice to have no connection between individuals, but it is also difficult for it to have no connection. The simplest and most direct way is to defeat them one by one, but it is very difficult to defeat so many wooden people.
No matter how strong Ningxia is, there is only one person, and no matter how weak there are, there are dozens or hundreds of people, and there seems to be no upper limit. If we don't think of a way, Ningxia may have to fall into such a simple formation.
Damn it, are other combinations of transformation formations so powerful? Ningxia wants to cry but has no tears.
Another wooden man who was trying to attack her was knocked away and all of them were scattered. Ningxia couldn't help it anymore. Originally, she was thinking of keeping it a little tighter. It was difficult to see around her, so it was better not to act rashly.
But now she doesn't care so much. If she doesn't take action, she may not be able to bear the consequences, so let's fight.
Ningxia couldn't help but shouted: "Come on!" A cold light flashed in the mist, the spiritual power in the air seemed to surge instantly, and there was the sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed.
Those wooden men seemed to be aware of the change in the surrounding situation. They paused for a moment, and then quickly changed their formations. Ningxia felt a blur before her eyes. All the wooden figures had rearranged their positions, and their positions were getting tighter and tighter. They seemed loose, but were actually easy to defend and attack. One mistake and she might fall off the horse.
Then... just kill them all at once.
Ning Xia tightened the sword in her hand, a thin layer of sweat overflowed from her palm, and it was blazing with fire upon contact. It seemed like the only thing that could be clearly heard in the silence was her heartbeat, thump thump, as loud as a drum. She felt a dryness in her throat, but her mentality was surprisingly calm, and she felt a sense of loneliness for no reason.
Somehow, her soul seemed to be pulled by some force, and her body reacted involuntarily, holding her sword high.
A flash of light flashed, and everywhere he looked was a sword.
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"...I didn't expect...Junior Sister Ning to look like this. This is really, really..." Looking at Ning Xia in front of him with a solemn sword, Jin Lin was a little speechless, and he didn't think about it for a long time.
He has known Ning Xia for a long time, and they often meet because of the Formation Hall. They are much closer than many acquaintances in his circle. Even after he was officially accepted into the sect of Zhenjun Yuanheng, his relationship with Ningxia would definitely become closer.
But he has known Ningxia for so long, and he has never seen her look like this. how to say? Jian Zhi was like a lion cub showing its claws, waving its claws and roaring viciously at the enemy.
Although it is not strong enough, it already has a certain power.
Jin Lin has seen many aspects of Ningxia, happy and depressed. Angry, stupid, but I haven't seen her sharpness at this moment. Ning Xia, who picked up the sword, seemed to be tainted with vigor even in her soul, making people afraid to recognize him.
It turns out she is such a person. That's who she is.
"It seems that this little girl has not been idle in the courtyard in the past few years. I was originally afraid that she would lose her strength while staying in the sect, but unexpectedly she gave me a surprise." Zhenjun Yuanheng looked satisfied. , as happy as watching the foal he raised at home gradually grow into a horse that can gallop on the grass.
His thoughts were different from Jin Lin's. Long before they saw it, Zhenjun Yuanheng had already seen Ningxia's different appearance.
At the exchange conference a few years ago, the inheritance tower suddenly changed. At that time, Ningxia was trapped inside with a group of disciples who entered the tower. True Lord Yuan Heng still remembers that he used blood essence as a guide to lead half a ray of soul into the inheritance tower to find the disciples of each sect who were imprisoned in it.
When he found Ningxia, he still couldn't forget that look on his face. Cold, sharp, and sharp, like a cub of an apex predator, the look in his eyes was full of wariness and cruelty. Even his heart couldn't help but tremble.
He knew at that time that this child was not as soft as her appearance. This is a talented person who has a world of his own in his mind. If he is in a situation, he will not give in easily.
Watching her come over the years, he has really seen her too much. Her experience can be said to be very exciting or quite ordinary for the monk. From time to time, she gives him some new perspectives without being too out of the ordinary, and she has grown up peacefully to this day.
Watching the other party climb up step by step is like seeing himself in the past. Zhenjun Yuanheng actually has unspeakable expectations in his heart.
Ningxia's performance today just showed its inner side. True Lord Yuanheng was not surprised.
He was just a little surprised that she had taken another step forward in a few years. Although the swordsmanship is still very immature and the posture is unfamiliar, the edge of the sword contains a faintly formed sharpness, which makes people of the same level be timid.
Ning Xia didn't know that her jerky swordsmanship had fallen into the eyes of others. Hearing the continuous "dong dong" sounds, Ningxia's tense nerves could finally relax.
This move was actually the one she practiced least well. Unlike several other moves, it was a group attack move with a large attack range. The last basic sword move in the sword manual given by Mrs. Hongji is also the most difficult to practice among the single sword moves, followed by the combined sword moves.
Ningxia contacted Ningxia repeatedly but the effect was not good. No matter how much I practice, it seems to be a little blocked, very jerky, and I always feel like my performance is not smooth.
I didn't expect to move it out again today. She has calculated that in this situation, if any sword posture cannot achieve the desired effect, the end of the hand may still be left. But if this move can be successfully performed, it will be different. This move is the most appropriate in terms of targetedness and attack power.
When her heart moved, she immediately put it into action. He took the risk to use this sword move and successfully swept away all the wooden men.
Fortunately, although the moves are awkward, the effects are unambiguous. The black shadows in the mist fell down one after another and lay all over the ground. There was no longer an upright wooden figure.
And these wooden figures disappeared out of thin air just as they appeared, turning into wisps of smoke and disappearing into the thick white mist, without any trace left.
As she thought, the formation was not difficult, but it could not stop the siege from the doubled formations. If you knock down one, it will split into two. If you kill a few more, the entire formation will need to change to strengthen the restraint on the heart of the opponent. The simplest and crudest method is for Ningxia to use his ultimate move to chop down all the wooden figures at once.
Cui Ying, who saw this scene clearly, muttered something, with some surprise on his eyebrows: "This man is quite decisive. He felt his pulse right away. His swordsmanship is also good, but he has never seen it before. I don't know." Whose compilation is it from? It has the style of everyone."
...When did the Wuhua Sect produce such a young monk again? The surname Ning is a bit unfamiliar.
