Seeing the change in his expression, Liangchen was shocked and froze on the spot.
"Did he discover that I was using a pseudonym!?"
"No! How can anyone care about an unknown person like me? Besides, using a pseudonym is not a big deal."
Liangchen's face changed slightly, then he gradually calmed down and asked: "I wonder why senior asked this?"
"I still want to muddle through! Show your true colors quickly!"
Qianqiu Sect Master's momentum suddenly surged, and a stream of silver light shot out from the top of his head, instantly forming a silver sword array and trapping Liangchen in it!
"Sect Master, what are you doing? This person is my benefactor..." When the old man Feng Xue saw the Qianqiu Sect Master's sudden outburst, he was immediately confused. He wanted to step forward to stop him but did not dare to stop him.
"Hehe! Although there is a magic weapon covering your body, there is still a tiny trace of demonic energy leaking out. This aura is no different from this monster! You have deceived others, and you still want to get away with it in front of my sect leader!" Qianqiu sect leader said. Then he flicked his fingers, and a sword energy cut off his finger on the table. The severed finger was immediately split into two, and a faint demonic energy overflowed and filled the field.
Old Man Fengxue sensed it carefully, and then released his spiritual thoughts to detect Liangchen. It seemed that there was a vague and vague similar aura.
"No wonder you were able to save my disciple. It turns out you were transformed by a monster!" Old Man Fengxue rolled his eyes lightly and immediately figured out the joints. His expression changed, and his whole body aura became stronger. He then raised his hand with one hand. Young:
"Here comes the sword!"
The snow-robed waiter at the door held the wooden box and quickly opened it with a "squeak" sound. Two long swords like silver snakes rose into the air and flew away with electricity. In an instant, they were already above Liangchen's head.
"Sure enough, you have ulterior motives! I almost fell into your trap!" Old Man Fengxue yelled angrily, and with a flick of his sword, two horses suddenly appeared outside the sword formation.
"Transformed by a monster?" When Liangchen heard this, some Zhang Er monks were confused. No wonder he was invited to this back mountain. It turned out that he was repaying kindness with hatred and spitting blood. Everything was for another purpose.
But as soon as he sensed the aura of the amputated finger, his mind suddenly thought of something strange happening to the Nascent Soul within his body.
"Two seniors! There's a misunderstanding!" Liangchen waved his hand in confusion and explained.
"Misunderstanding? Do you think that no one will be able to discover you if you are hidden deep enough? The person in front of you is the Qianqiu Sect Master of the four major sword sects! Hurry up and capture him!" Old Man Fengxue's look at Liangchen had changed at this time.
No wonder he could rescue Feng'er easily!
No wonder no matter how much I check, I can't sense his realm!
It turns out that this seemingly harmless young man is actually the murderous devil!
"I actually invited the devil into the mountain!" Old Man Fengxue became more and more frightened as he thought about it.
"Senior, please listen to me. When I came from the witchcraft territory, I was first poisoned by a nightmare poison, and then possessed by a blood demon. Now the two merge into one and occupy my body. This led to senior's misunderstanding! "Liangchen hurriedly explained.
"Hehe~ Your rhetoric is quite new! No matter you are a monster or possessed by a monster, the result is the same!" Old Man Fengxue smiled coldly, not believing his explanation at all.
Master Qianqiu touched the silver sword formation with one hand, and countless sword lights quietly emerged from the sword formation. He said coldly:
"Give you three breaths to tell your true identity quickly, or I will cut you into pieces!"
"three!"
"You really misunderstood!" Liangchen shouted loudly, but the countdown continued.
"two!"
"one!"
At this time, I really couldn’t argue, even if I jumped into the Yellow River, I couldn’t clear my mind.
Seeing the sword light approaching his body, Liangchen felt a chill in his heart as he stared at the silver threads.
He fully understands the power of this sword formation. Once it is formed, it forms its own space and cannot even escape through teleportation!
Now that his realm was severely damaged, many treasures could not be used. He was trapped in the sword formation by the sudden appearance of the great monk, which made him feel at a loss.
But even if you are in danger, how can you sit still and wait for death?
Instead of repaying the favor for saving others, he slanders himself as a monster! Anger suddenly burst out in Liangchen's heart!
"I am definitely not the monster you say!" With this roar, he waved one hand, and a small golden sword flew out of his sleeve. The sword appeared in front of everyone with a dazzling thin golden color.
He watched the golden sword open its mouth and spray out, and a ball of blood hit it!
"Pa!" As the essence and blood hit the golden sword, a burst of blood mist splashed with a crisp sound, and the golden sword suddenly shattered into pieces, turning into sword threads like thousands of swimming fish hovering around it!
The spells in his mouth changed, and thousands of golden threads began to shuttle and swim according to a specific pattern.
"Array up!" Liangchen shouted loudly!
It's as if time suddenly stopped and thousands of golden threads suddenly became certain!
A dazzling golden square sword array appeared on the field!
In the sword formation, there were sometimes dragon roars, sometimes tiger roars, sometimes bird calls, and sometimes roars.
Accompanied by the phantom of the phantom beast, the golden threads of the sword array instantly stretched, turning into slender sword rays, meeting the silver light sword array of Qianqiu Sect Master!
In just an instant, the golden and silver light collided in one place!
There was a dense sound of "ding, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clanging, golden flowers splashed and silver light flew across the space between the two sword formations.
Unfortunately, the silver light was too powerful, and the golden threads collapsed at the first touch. However, there were so many golden threads that they seemed to have some toughness. When broken into several pieces, they became intertwined and swarmed up into a golden net.
Although it took a lot of effort, it finally defeated this wave of silver light. When it finally hit the sword formation, its power was already gone.
But in just an instant, the sword formation set up by Liangchen was reduced in size under the sporadic attacks, and became crumbling and riddled with holes!
"This! How is it possible!" Although Old Man Fengxue did not take action, he had already made a decision in his heart because he knew that he did not need to take action at all.
But when I saw that this person's attack was also a sword formation, and he also blocked the attack of Qianqiu Sect Leader, I couldn't help but feel a little unbelievable.
Even if a monk of the same level falls into the sword formation of the late Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, it will be difficult for him to escape unscathed!
How could he, a little golden elixir cultivator, be able to block this blow?
"Could it be that this beast has a hidden realm?"
While thinking about it, the second wave of silver light surged out from the sword array again, pressing towards Liangchen!
At this extremely critical moment, when Liangchen was about to release the spirit beast bag with one hand, an old voice suddenly sounded:
"The sword silk is soft and endless; the sword energy is neutral and powerful; the formation's eyes imply the directions of the twenty-eight stars. Could it be... the Star Sword Formation!"
"Who are you!"
"Who are you, Sunset Sword?"
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