This is the first time Yanliang has officially used this sword formation to deal with the enemy. Although he has practiced it repeatedly in the secret training room, he still feels a little uneasy when facing the unknown silver puppet.
In the sword formation, the puppet's spiritual eyes suddenly became panicked. He quickly retreated to the center of the sword formation, gripped the long bow tightly and pulled the bowstring with all his strength, but stopped as soon as he pulled out the crescent shape.
Because the "Hun Tian Xuan Sword Formation" had cut several scars more than an inch deep into its body, exposing some gaps in the joints within the body.
The telepathy that had been waiting for a long time rushed in frantically and pulled out the driving spirit stone from its body.
"Hun Tianxuan Sword Technique" is very good at speed. Even if it is used in a sword formation at this moment, the speed is extremely fast, and it will not be given a second chance to take action.
Yan Liang finally breathed a sigh of relief. This sword array was half used. In fact, he had carefully calculated this test in his heart.
Three times the sword energy is not simply three and a half inches of superimposed damage. Once it exceeds the puppet's defense, it can cut it into pieces.
It's just that if there is a gap in the puppet's body, he can find a faster and less labor-intensive method. This can save half of the power of the soul and can be used one more time.
His success this time gave him a new understanding of the sword formation, and he also understood the reason why the soul prevented him from learning other sword intentions.
To cooperate with the phantom when the sword array is used, the power cultivated by the "Hun Tian Xuan Dao Jue" must be combined and matched with each other.
Little did they know, the Void Worm's slender eyes gradually became brighter, and it couldn't help but murmur, "This kid actually succeeded. He has been lonely and lonely for more than two thousand years. It seems that there is hope for escape today... …”
Its voice was so low that only it could hear it. As the words fell, its aura began to grow, and the cracks in the void became denser.
For a moment, this space was so terrifying that cracks in the void appeared in patches. If it were not suppressed by large formations, this small world would probably collapse.
These dense void cracks trapped twelve silver puppets and blocked three puppets for a while. Two of them were far away from it and could no longer hinder them.
The two puppets got out of the way, and taking advantage of the formation's induction, they began to draw their bows and shoot arrows from a distance of more than ten miles.
They think that when their sight is extremely poor, their arrows will surely take away the opponent's life without anyone noticing.
Yanliang was studying the silver puppet with all his strength. He flapped his flying wings and started to avoid it.
Three phantoms separated again, and a total of six phantoms rushed forward, and a group of three surrounded and killed a puppet.
Just when the Void Worm released its aura with all its strength and stirred up many cracks in the void, the situation on all continents changed dramatically, especially in the neighboring Xiling Continent.
In the Kingdom of Zhao, a man who was at the ninth level of the Great Spiritual Master slashed out with his sword, and the void burst. The extremely cold air that emerged almost froze him to death.
In the capital of Daliang Kingdom, Daliang City, on top of Liangshan Mountain, a master forging weapons who had been practicing hard for decades finally forged a level four spiritual sword today.
He held the sword with both hands and swung it out with all his strength. A three-foot-long space crack appeared, and the biting cold wind rushed out. The sky of everyone watching immediately exploded.
"It's incredible, this sword can even cut through the void. It's such a peerless sword..."
"This sword is absolutely top quality and has the potential to become a spiritual treasure. This person is really a late bloomer..."
"It's true that the real person doesn't show his face. I didn't expect him to be such a genius. I have to get closer to him in the future..."
The weapon-refining master was immediately excited. He quickly knelt down on the ground, looked up and said in pain: "God opened my eyes, I didn't expect that the old pride will one day become famous..."
Several friends who usually got along well with each other came forward and congratulated each other with fists in their hands. He just said a faint "hmm" and didn't even return the gift.
An elder from a certain sect suddenly said: "I am willing to give you five thousand spiritual stones for this sword. Are you willing to part with me?"
The weapon-refining master shook his head, "This sword will be the beginning of my fame, and I have no intention of selling it..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the elder spoke again: "I will add one thousand more and get six thousand spiritual stones. In addition, I can also agree to your request. Are you satisfied with this?"
The weapon-refining master still shook his head, "I will enshrine it in my home for generations to come..."
Before he finished speaking, another person not far away slashed out with his sword, and a four-foot-long space crack appeared. Everyone was stunned and looked at that person.
Some people were confused, and they swung a sword and cut through the void. Seeing this, everyone followed suit and easily cut through the cracks.
"So that's it. This must be a change in the space barrier, so it can be easily broken..."
"What kind of bullshit genius? His tail has reached the sky before he became famous. Fortunately, he can't become that kind of person, otherwise he would definitely talk to us through his nostrils..."
The weapon-refining master immediately stood stunned in the field, and quickly rushed to the elder, "I see that you are so sincere, so I will sell you to you, and it will be considered a good relationship..."
The elder looked at him and sneered, "You should enshrine it at home. I forgot to bring the spirit stone today..."
"It doesn't matter if you have less. You can give me as much as you bring. The main thing is to form a bond..."
"I only have two hundred and five hundred..."
Weapon Refining Master: "..."
In the Wushuang Inn, a man of about forty-seven or eighty years old, with a cold face and sword-like eyebrows, looked up at the sky as if feeling something, "Golden scales are not the things in the pool. When the wind and clouds change, the dragon is almost gone... "
Countless farces and short stories are being staged all over the Skyfall World.
Somewhere on Zhongshengzhou, a slovenly old man with a gray beard, tattered clothes, and a wine bottle hanging on his waist looked up at the sky, and then counted with his fingers.
"No, something is going to happen in the sky, and our human race will suffer disaster on the battlefield outside the territory..."
After saying that, he disappeared from the spot, and soon all the major sects on Zhongsheng Continent sent strong men to the battlefield outside the territory.
The other three silver puppets also broke free from the obstruction, rushed out from the space cracks in the sky, aimed at Yan Liang, and pulled the bow strings uniformly.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" Three sharp sounds of breaking through the air sounded almost at the same time.
The three arrows turned into three water-blue lights. The front end of the water-blue lights still had a hint of dark black, and they shot toward Yanliang with a roar.
Yan Liang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, picked up the ankle of the puppet in his hand, and swung it violently at the three aqua-blue lights that flew towards it.
The two collided immediately, making a loud "bang" sound, and the silver puppet in his hand was shot through, leaving a wound as big as three bowls.
That breath came out again, and the six-colored glow swept by, and the amazing breath inside the silver puppet disappeared without a trace.
The light on the seventeenth floor of the Soul Sky Tower flashed, as if he was very satisfied with the aura.
Yan Lianggang witnessed the whole process, and his mind was paying close attention to the arrow's power process throughout the whole process, and his eyes could not help but flash.
Although the arrow was powerful, the most important thing was the dark black light. There was a faint flash of soul power at the moment it exploded.
After glancing at the three wounds on the puppet, he put them away, flapped his flying wings, and rushed towards one of the three phantoms.
The soul power surged out crazily and poured into the Savage Sword. Looking at the silver puppet entangled by three phantoms, he swung the sword suddenly.
This black sword energy seems ordinary, but it is extremely fast because it uses pure soul power and is the most original "Soul Tian Xuan Sword Technique".
"Pfft!" sounded. This sound was different from the previous "clang" sound, but Yan Liang's mouth lit up with joy when he heard this sound.
"It seems that my previous pursuit was wrong in the end. Only by returning to the original can I exert my greatest power. Maybe I don't understand them enough and can't make them perfect, or maybe they all have their own advantages and need to be classified into different categories. treat."
The previous three-color sword energy of black, white and gold had black soul power, was fast and gentle, and could accommodate everything.
It has the power of white lightning, is hot, powerful and domineering, and also carries the power of golden gold. It is sharp and sharp, and seems to be able to cut through anything.
There is no end to cultivation, and there are still many things you don’t understand, so put your mind away and leave it to study later.
He put away the silver puppet in front of him with a wave of his hand. Its waist and abdomen revealed a wound that was several inches long. The wound was long and slender, going from bottom to top, straight to the armpit.
The wound was not big, but it was an inch deep. This inch could not break through the defense, but the location was extremely tricky, just cutting out a hidden gap under the armpit.
"Okay, haha, chop these iron lumps to death..."
The Void Worm yelled, but as soon as he yelled out, he started muttering in his heart, "This kid has made such great progress in just a moment. Why does he feel a little evil? Can I scare him later?"
He murmured, but his heart was extremely urgent, the light on his body also lit up, and all the pressure of the formation gathered towards it.
Yan Liang felt another light touch on his body, and couldn't help but give it a faint look, muttering in his heart: "Is this void insect's IQ so low? Why does it feel like something is wrong..."
As he spoke, he was rushing towards another group of three phantoms. The three phantoms just now rushed towards the three puppets separately, and kept swinging the Huntian Sword in his hand, just to hold them back.
After losing two silver puppets one after another, they seemed to have begun to change their tactics. They put away their long bows and punched the phantom that rushed forward.
With a "bang" sound, a huge sonic boom sounded.
The phantom appeared unscathed ten feet away. He mainly focused on entanglement. It had such a high defense that it would not foolishly fight with it.
Seeing the phantom ducking to the side, the three puppets flew towards each other, the runes on their bodies flashed, and water spiritual energy spurted behind them at extremely fast speeds.
But now the pressure on the phantom has been reduced a lot, and it is still a little behind them who are known for their speed. The sword energy is slashed out one after another, constantly hindering their convergence.
If they turned around to deal with it, the phantom would start to dodge or move forward, and they would continue to attack, and from time to time they would punch them, making them stagger.
The strength that the phantom can exert is getting stronger and stronger, and it can already create half-inch deep wounds with one sword. The puppet loses the powerful suppression of the formation and becomes more and more passive.
On the battlefield on the other side, the silver puppets were also defending with all their strength, gathering towards the other three puppets.
Yan Liang slashed out with an extremely swift sword, leaving a one-and-a-half-inch deep scar on the silver puppet's shoulder. The power of the sword increased greatly once it was suppressed.
The same trick was used again, telepathy poured in, he pulled out the spirit stone, paralyzed the puppet, then put it away and rushed towards the other three puppets.
This arrangement in the secret realm could have dealt with all opponents below the Spirit Emperor realm, but I didn't expect that Yan Liang would break them one by one.
It didn't take much time to crack the three silver puppets. From the time the puppets stood up one after another, only ten breaths of time had passed.
The formation fed back this information to each puppet, causing them to respond quickly. The puppets that had not yet left simply returned to the chains they were guarding.
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