The small green sword missed a hit and immediately turned around, flying diagonally to the side.
However, just like before, not long after flying out, it hit another wall of air.
Then it changed direction again, but it still couldn't escape the fate of hitting the wall.
Gu Zhongling let out a sigh and looked up at Jing Xiang not far away, "Draw the ground as a prison? When did you set up this formation..."
Without waiting for Ixiang's answer, he said happily, "It seems I have to take back what I said before. You haven't completely let go of your housekeeping skills over the years."
"How dare you remove your armor before all the tricks are gone?!"
Ixiang said in a deep voice, and he had already wiped away the tears on his face and held the iron knife at his waist again.
At this moment, without any hesitation in his eyes, he took out the iron knife from the black scabbard.
I saw that the blade of the iron sword was covered with densely packed small crooked red characters, just like tadpoles.
And as Ixiang pointed the iron sword at Gu Zhongling, the small characters on the sword came to life one after another, began to move around, and then rearranged themselves together.
The two former best friends finally came to the point where they drew their swords against each other.
"The six orifices of the entrance, lock between movement and stillness!" Ixiang shouted, and then he swung the iron knife in his hand with all his strength, as if to cut off the bonds of the past.
The next moment, a row of small red characters arranged neatly like a yin and yang pattern flew towards Gu Zhongling.
Almost arriving in front of Gu Zhongling with Lu Jing's Zen staff!
However, Gu Zhongling still refused to take a step back, and only softly uttered the word "go".
Then the small silver sword suddenly gave up its entanglement with Lu Jing and flew towards the trapped small green sword.
The purpose of the formation is to trap people and objects within the formation, and will not prevent others from entering the formation, so the small silver sword got in easily without any effort at all.
Afterwards, it was stuck together with the small cyan sword, and as the two swords joined together, both the silver sword and the cyan sword became sharper.
He just slashed out with all his strength!
Seeing that the Zen staff was about to hit Gu Zhongling's shoulder, Lu Jing suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart!
So much so that he had to give up the opportunity to seriously injure his opponent right in front of him, and retracted the Zen stick that was halfway swung. He had no time to turn around and hurriedly moved behind him.
With a terrifying loud noise, the flying sword that cut through the prison of the painting continued unabated and hit the Zen staff again! Sparks fly!
Lu Jing felt the tiger's mouth was numb and almost failed to grab his weapon.
However, compared to the huge force coming from the other end, what is more terrifying is the sword intention mixed in it.
Pure and domineering!
It invaded Lu Jing's limbs along his meridians, making him unable to move for a moment.
Fortunately, the situation of Gu Zhongling on the other side was not very good at this time. The small red characters that flew out from the iron knife turned into a chain after entering his body, binding his hands and feet.
He also had no chance to step forward to hit the target.
However, this was only temporary. As the swords flew back to his sleeves, the shackles composed of small red characters became shaky. They only lasted for less than three breaths before they shattered and flew back to Ikata's body. On the iron knife.
Then the two swords flew out again, slashing towards Lu Jing's head in a streak of white light.
It's a pity that this inevitable blow still failed to succeed. The ancient-looking meteorite Zen staff appeared in time again at the last moment and stopped it.
This time, the look of surprise in Gu Zhongling's eyes was even stronger. No one knew better than him how powerful the Qingguang Yueying Sword was when the two swords were combined.
After ordinary people take this move, the sword intention enters the body, and they are basically either dead or crippled. However, even an extremely skilled person will never feel better after resisting a sword attack. If he does not rest for a while, he will not be able to control the meridians. The sword intent was completely resolved.
Let alone taking action again, it would be difficult to even move.
However, Lu Jing's recovery speed was incredibly fast, and within a few breaths, he was bouncing around again.
It was also the first time for Gu Zhongling to encounter this kind of thing.
However, this will not affect the outcome of this battle, because no matter how fast Lu Jing's recovery speed is, it cannot be faster than the flying speed of the flying sword.
For Gu Zhongling, since one sword can't kill him, then he needs two swords. If he can't be killed with two swords, there is a third sword!
The two swords that were knocked away by the Zen staff only flew a short distance in the air, then turned back and stabbed Lu Jing's chest at an even faster speed!
At this time, Ixiang on the side was preparing a powerful formation. Although he was sweating profusely, he could not spare any time to protect Lu Jing.
Just when Lu Jing thought that the quality of the golden bellyband was about to face a big test, a figure dressed in red suddenly fell from the sky and stopped in front of him.
Seeing that figure, Lu Jing couldn't help but feel lost for a moment, and remembered the scene when the two met on the mountainside.
There was no time to reminisce about the past and explain where she had been during this time. The girl stared closely at the two flying swords in the air, her expression more solemn than ever before, and then she drew a circle with the long sword in her hand.
Compared to the flying sword that came and went like the wind, her sword looked slow and soft, like it was used by a beginner who hadn't eaten enough. It looked very ridiculous.
However, when Gu Zhongling on the opposite side saw this sword, his eyes lit up involuntarily.
Just like a chess player seeing a wonderful move on the chessboard, or like a painter seeing a beautiful painting, this is the sympathy between one swordsman genius and another swordsmanship genius.
However, Gu Zhongling still didn't move, just watching his flying sword fall again.
It's strange to say that Xia Huai's sword was obviously very slow, but the two small flying swords still plunged into the circle she drew with the long sword.
Then something more magical happened. After the two flying swords entered the circle, their speed also slowed down, and then they began to draw a shaky circle as if they were infected.
The speed became slower and slower, but there was no joy in the girl's eyes. Instead, she became more and more worried about facing a powerful enemy. Her circle drawing became more and more difficult, and the arm holding the sword began to shake.
In the end, he couldn't hold on any longer, spitting out a mouthful of blood and fell into Lu Jing's arms.
"It's a good idea," Gu Zhongling praised. "When your strength is far inferior to mine, you want to use my sword intention to transform my sword intention. Unfortunately, the method is still a bit rough, and the last sword intention is not as good as your current state." It’s destined not to be resolved.
"I heard that you are all just newcomers to the academy, so you thought of this trick on your own? He is really a natural swordsman. I regret passing the Qingguang Yueying Sword to him instead of you."
"Senior, if you want, you can pass it on again." Lu Jing put a hand against Xia Huai's back and helped her resolve the raging sword intent in her meridians while chatting with Gu Zhongling to stall for time.
However, Gu Zhongling didn't say anything else this time. He just sneered and once again activated the two swords above his head.
