Zhanzhan golden light spread down from the hole in the center of the dark clouds, shining on the ground, leaving a dazzling light spot.
Wu Tian bowed slightly to the dead Mr. Mo, expressing his respect.
No matter what Mr. Mo's position is, this senior who is willing to sacrifice his life for his own beliefs deserves his deepest respect, even if he is an enemy.
Wu Tian's words that followed still shocked Qi Zhen's already numb nerves.
"Form the Shushan Sword Formation and prepare to meet the enemy." Wu Tian's voice had no ups and downs and rang in everyone's ears.
Those Shushan disciples had already taken their positions before Wu Tian and Mr. Mo fought. Now, after hearing Wu Tian's words, they just flew back from three miles away.
Qi Zhen had seen versions of the Shushan Sword Formation from three Shushan disciples. This was the first time he had seen so many people using it at the same time.
At that time, only three third-generation disciples formed three swords into a very standard equilateral triangular prism, trapping Liao Xun's true body. What kind of power does the Shushan Sword Formation with so many people have? Zhen is quite looking forward to it.
During the field, the Shushan disciples summoned their own flying swords one after another, and they hovered in front of them.
Qi Zhen's Sharingan shrank and saw the secret.
"It's interesting." Qi Zhen sighed secretly.
Wisps of sword energy emanated from everyone's flying swords and converged towards Wu Tian in the air.
The positions of these Shushan disciples were very particular. Qi Zhen looked at the mystery from below, but she couldn't describe it in any way.
Then he suddenly realized that he had seen it in Shushan before, but at that time this formation was written down in a book.
At that time, Qi Zhen's thought was very simple, just to see what skills everyone in the team could practice.
Therefore, even though Qi Zhen's memory is outstanding, she really can't remember this sweeping technique very clearly. It's simple, because just a few people in the team cannot form such a powerful sword formation to hurt people. .
But the evaluation of the Shushan Sword Formation in the book was still fresh in Qi Zhen's memory. It was because the evaluation of the Sword Formation was too brief and extremely domineering, with only a few words: "Those who have mastered the formation can be slaughtered by practicing it." god."
What a loud tone!
The colorful sword energies in Sharingan's eyes continued to converge on Wu Tian's body. Wu Tian must be the center of this sword formation.
Qi Zhen suddenly felt something in her heart. He discovered something that he had neglected before.
When the Shushan Demon Locking Tower was sealed, the elders of the Shushan generation released their sword energy for the sealing formation to absorb the power of the spirit beads. At that time, the sword energy of several elders were colorful in Qi Zhen's eyes. Qi Zhen always thought It is the practice of the exercises that leads to this situation.
When Qi Zhen saw the Shushan disciples again, most of them used their swords to injure the enemy, and rarely used the sword energy directly, which was a thankless task.
When the Shushan disciples formed their formation again this time, he could see that the strands of sword energy were all derived from the colors of the sword energy of several generations of elders. This must have represented which elder the Shushan disciples had learned from.
But Wu Tian is the only exception. His sword energy has no color.
In other words, it is a transparent color.
It's just that the battle scene between him and Mr. Mo was too grand, and Qi Zhen didn't realize it until now.
Qi Zhen also suddenly understood what method Wu Tian used to use Mr. Mo's special skill of Tian Lei Po.
It turns out that it is simulated using sword energy.
No color naturally represents no attributes, and no attributes can naturally simulate other attributes. It seems to be a very simple truth, but for Qi Zhen, it is much more than that.
He was thinking about something else about himself.
Qi Zhen's thoughts aside, he only said that the Shushan Sword Formation remained unchanged after its momentum reached its peak. All the Shushan disciples held their breath and stared at the golden hole in the sky, waiting to fly out from there at any time. What.
Since the radius of Fengjuan Canyun's move is nearly three miles away, the light hole that looks like a hole from below will naturally not be much smaller.
But because of the distance, it doesn't look that big.
So when the guy holding an ax in his right hand and a shield in his left hand, with no head but a face on his stomach, barely squeezed out of the light hole, no one among the Shushan disciples really took him seriously.
There are two people who will not underestimate this guy who "fell from the sky".
One is Wu Tian, and the other is naturally Qi Zhen.
The reason why Wu Tian values the other party is whether it is because he feels the other party's spiritual power, or he realizes the other party's body is huge when he sees the other party's figure. It has its own reason.
This is not the case with Qi Zhen.
Because he knows this guy who came down from heaven.
This guy was actually a little-known ancient singer who didn't even have a name. He was responsible for writing lyrics and arranging music for his master every day.
Later, his master was defeated by the boss of another tribe. This guy was really stupid and insisted on fighting the opponent no matter what.
The people in the tribe tried hard to persuade him to come back, telling him not to go yet until he finds a good opportunity.
Finally, the opportunity came. At that time, the demons who were not called demons started a war with humans. He had nothing to do without this guy, but he felt that the time had come. There would be no such shop after passing this village, so he thought On the battlefield.
When his master saw what kind of business this was, he quickly stopped him and said that the two families were at war and it had nothing to do with you. Why would you cause trouble by following along? Aren't you looking for trouble for me?
This guy said yes, but I think if the situation goes wrong I still have to go. Master, don’t stop me. If you dare to stop me, I will chop you up too.
The master was thinking about how he had raised such a fool, but he kept saying yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, he could have raised such a fool. If it came to fighting, he might not be the match for this guy.
If it weren't for the fact that the artist knew martial arts, the gangsters wouldn't be able to stop him.
The result was that the tribe boss who defeated his master once again defeated the seemingly invincible strongman.
This time he really couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed over with the guy in hand. When he saw the opponent's boss, he didn't waste any time. He picked up the weapon and started an earth-shattering battle.
But he couldn't prepare for the tribe leader opposite who had been fighting for a long time. This guy wrote lyrics and composed music every day, and his head was chopped off if he was not careful.
When you look at me from the other side, your head will fall off. Why don't you die?
This guy had a scar as big as a bowl on his head, but he didn't die. A dumbfounded voice came out from his chest: "Wait a minute, old boy. I will fight you for three hundred rounds after I find the head."
After saying that, he threw the weapon and shield in his hand on the ground and began to bend down to look for his head.
The head rolled down the hillside, but for a while it couldn't be touched.
The boss was so big-headed that he thought how could he meet such a fool.
As soon as his eyes rolled, his plan came to his mind, he picked up the sword in his hand and struck towards the mountain. With a loud noise, the mountain was split in half, and his head was buried in the belly of the mountain.
Something doesn't feel right about this guy. I wonder why my head feels a little cold?
At that moment, I also understood that my head was hidden by the other party. When I got angry, I would have to fight you for three hundred rounds even if I don’t want my head.
Picking up the weapons and shields on the ground, he roared, his breasts turned into eyes, and his navel turned into a mouth, and he continued to fight with the opponent.
As for the later story of Qi Zhen, it is not clear. In short, this person is famous in ancient Chinese legends. The fool who originally had no name was given an unparalleled domineering name by later generations - Xing Tian!
Xing means cutting off, and Tian means head. The so-called Xing Tian means cutting off the head.
This is the meaning of the word, and this name also has an extended meaning, which is execution on behalf of heaven!
His master is naturally the Yan Emperor, the battle between humans and demons is naturally the war between Chi You and the Yellow Emperor, and the tribe boss who can't be bothered even when fighting Xing Tian is naturally the Yellow Emperor himself!
You can imagine how amazing this idiot's combat power is!
Because we understand, we are afraid. The so-called newborn calves are not afraid of tigers because they have never seen the power of tigers!
Qi Zhen felt some faint fear in her heart, and she felt helpless towards those Shushan disciples who were so eager to fight.
The so-called ignorance of the sky and the earth probably refers to them.
After Xing Tian squeezed out of the light hole, his eyes were quickly attracted by the huge sword energy below. Without any nonsense, he swung the giant ax in his hand downwards!
The name of the device - Qian Qi!
The guy picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence once commented on this idiot: Xing Tianwu Qianqiang, the fierce will is always there!
A red ripple spread out from Gan Qi's ax blade and shot toward the Shushan Sword Formation below!
Wu Tian looked solemn at this time, and the sword energy of the Shushan disciples used him as a medium to output wildly, forming a towering sword above the sword formation. Just looking at the size, it was not inferior to Qian Qi's axe!
Qi Zhen felt the sword energy contained in it and couldn't help but be surprised, what kind of move is this? Excalibur plus?
It looks like I still have to fight!
The giant sword followed Wu Tian's sword finger and struck towards the light of the axe!
boom!
The light blue giant sword and the golden red ax light collided, making a roar that resounded throughout the world!
The decibels of Mr. Bemo's four thunderbolt strikes were so loud!
However, perhaps because the Shushan disciples were all in the sword formation this time, their situation was much better than when they heard the thunder broke out just now. No one suffered irreparable injuries.
Everyone's faces were filled with joy. Who would have thought that Shushan could actually fight against the gods?
There are still two people who don't think so. These two people are still the same two people just now.
Xing Tian's swing of Gan Qi was just smooth, but this move of Shushan Sword Formation consumed an unknown amount of sword energy. It would not be wrong to say that the two sides fought in a draw.
But the other party came down from the sky so easily, it couldn't be just this one time!
