With a low shout, Yang Ye used the blast step to the limit, holding the long sword in his hand and slashing towards the thirty or so qi swords in front of him.
Yang Ye didn't dare to keep it. Under the blessing of golden profound energy and Yang Ye's full blow, the long sword in Yang Ye's hand seemed to pierce the air. When the sword passed, an unusually obvious gas mark appeared in the air, and There was a sharp and harsh wind breaking sound.
"Peng!"
An energy explosion sounded in the field, and several spirit swords that collided with Yang Ye's long sword instantly dissipated into the air. Yang Ye's speed did not decrease, and he passed the remaining spirit swords. Yang Ye stopped and turned around. Without even looking at it, it was a rush, holding a golden long sword and stabbing it!
"Peng!"
Another blast of energy, Yang Ye's long sword smashed several spirit swords headed by, and once again passed the remaining spirit swords, the next moment, turn around, the next moment, continue to turn...
From the moment the formation started to run, Yang Ye kept repeating this action, and he could only do it. The speed of the spirit sword is too fast, too much. If he wants to dodge with his body technique, he can't do it with the wind step. All he can do is now, it's a pity!
Of course, this came at a heavy price. In less than a while, there were dense bloodstains all over Yang Ye's body, including his face. Except for those sharp eyes, there was almost nothing on Yang Ye's body at this time, and it was still increasing...
At this time, Yang Ye believed what the old man said, this sword formation is not something that people below innate can compete with. If it weren't for the fact that his physical body was no longer weak to some ninth-order profound beasts, and if he added the repairing ability of golden profound energy against the sky, even he would not be able to last for a quarter of an hour!
Yes, he can still hold on now, all relying on his fleshly body! Although he couldn't avoid those spirit swords, those spirit swords couldn't help him for a while, because other than opening the way for his skin, those spirit swords didn't cause him fatal damage at all!
"Peng!"
Yang Ye smashed more than a dozen spirit swords with one sword, and the remaining dozen or so spirit swords came into intimate contact with Yang Ye's shoulders and limbs.
The pain in Yang Ye's mouth made Yang Ye's mouth twitch, and he said in his heart, "If this goes on, I will definitely be rubbed to death by this sword formation! I have to think of a way." Thinking of this, Yang Ye smashed a few stabs in front of him. After taking the spirit swords, he hurriedly glanced around and said in his heart, "There must be a way, there must be. Only by finding a way to deal with these spirit swords will I be able to break through!"
Yang Ye really wanted to sit down and slowly think of a way to deal with the sword formation, but how could this sword formation give him a chance? Every five breaths and one hundred qi swords, the time will never be late! Therefore, Yang Ye must now fight against the spirit sword while quickly turning his brain to find a way! I have to say, this is a great exercise for the flexibility of the brain!
Another half an hour passed. At this time, Yang Ye not only did not think of any good way, but instead, he was no longer like a person. At this time, the clothes on his body had already disappeared, and the skin of his whole body was exposed to the air. Not only that, but his whole body was covered with blood, as if he had taken a blood bath, which was very terrifying!
"What a perverted sword formation, who the hell made this? It's really used to assess disciples, not to torture people?"
Feeling the strangeness and pain in his body, Yang Ye couldn't help but scolded in his heart. From the sword formation running to the present, this period of time has really been a torment for him. If it is an ordinary person, at most, it will be stabbed by the spirit sword and then fail to die.
But he is not like that! At first, he was very fortunate that his physical body was strong and could resist these spirit swords. But now, he wished that his physical body was not strong at all! Why? Because it is because of his physical strength that he is what he looks like now.
If his physical body was as strong as a king-rank profound beast, then these spirit swords would be a tickling for him! But the problem is no! His physical defense has a certain resistance to these spirit swords, but it is not completely resistant, which is why the current situation is caused. The air sword can break through his skin, but it will not cause him fatal damage.
Simply put: it will hurt and not die! Isn't this torture
Yang Ye had only heard of Thousand Knives and Thousands of Swords before, but he had never seen it, but now he has experienced it himself!
However, Yang Ye also discovered a phenomenon that was good for him, that is, when his whole body was "slashed by a thousand knives", the small whirlpool in his body seemed to approve of his physical body very much, because the small whirlpool dantian took the initiative to put the golden Profound energy flowed out continuously, and automatically flowed to all the meridians of his body, repairing the injury of his body!
Why do you say that the small whirlpool agrees with this? Because Yang Ye has carefully observed that as long as his physical body is greatly damaged, the golden profound energy in his dantian will be repaired automatically, and he does not need to run it himself at all. And if the golden profound energy in the normal dantian is not enough, the small vortex will release the golden profound energy in it, which is very generous!
This matter makes Yang Ye very puzzled, but he has no time to deal with this issue now. Now he is facing a bigger problem, that is how to deal with these spirit swords.
Yang Ye's brain was spinning rapidly, he had to think of a way now, or he would be tortured to death if he continued. Although the small whirlpool took the initiative to help him repair his body, it was obvious that this injury came faster than the repair, and if it continued for a long time, it would not only be an inhuman torture, but it might even be life-threatening.
Because Yang Ye can't guarantee that this is still an illusion at this time, the old man said that the strength of this sword formation is very consistent with some characteristics of the sword formation, that is to say that the old man may not have been transformed from a fantasy, or he was transformed from it, but What he said was true.
Anyway, Yang Ye didn't dare to gamble, he had to live, even if it was really an illusion!
Another half an hour has passed, and Yang Ye has already appeared tired, and both his strength and speed have dropped significantly. This discovery made Yang Ye's whole body stand up, because in the previous battle with Jiannu, he was only tired of heart and spirit at most, but there was no such problem in all aspects of his body, but now it does, which means What? It means that this fantasy is very likely to be real...
Yang Ye took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. In this situation, if he was still not calm, he would really die. Suddenly, Yang Ye's eyes lit up, and he thought of a way!
Do it when you think of it! Just when more than 30 spirit swords came to Yang Ye, Yang Ye didn't regret it forcibly as before! Instead, he gave up defense and attack, and then performed the sword-fighting technique on the thirty-odd spirit swords that came to him. The spirit swords that originally faced Yang Ye's door, chest, and several vital points were about to stab Yang Ye, and then a strange scene appeared. Under the control of Yang Ye's mind, those spirit swords suddenly moved to the side. a few centimeters!
"laugh!"
Thirty spirit swords came into close contact with Yang Ye's body, and then blood spilled out of Yang Ye's body again. Yang Ye didn't seem to feel the pain coming from his body, and he almost jumped up excitedly, because the swordsmanship can really control these unmaintained spirit swords!
This discovery made Yang Ye feel as if he suddenly found a fire in the dark and bottomless abyss. Could he not be excited
Next, Yang Ye was much more relaxed than before. He first smashed a few spirit swords with all his strength, and then used the sword-fighting technique to control the remaining spirit swords to change the attack direction. I have to say that this method is very good. In this case, his body is less and less damaged by the spirit sword!
The potential of people in desperate situations is huge. In the past, Yang Ye practiced swordsmanship, and the progress can be described as turtle speed. But at this time, Yang Ye can be described as rapid progress. At first, he was only able to control a few qi swords, but after two hours, he was able to influence a dozen spirit swords, and after four hours, he could control nearly twenty spirit swords over thirty!
Time passed little by little, and when the day passed, Yang Ye was able to affect more than fifty qi swords. But it can only be within the range of ten feet, but it is enough for him. Now as long as the spirit sword enters a ten-foot range around him, he will forcibly change its direction, and then collide with other spirit swords. It can be said that he is very relaxed now!
Three days passed. At this time, Yang Ye didn't look embarrassed except that he was a little bloody and scary. At this moment, Yang Ye was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face was not at all nervous and solemn, but a clear and calm look on his face!
The runes in the field trembled, and a new round of Qi Sword launched an attack. The Baidao Qi Sword shot towards Yang Ye from four directions, and the speed was as fast as ever.
Seeing those qi swords rushing towards him, Yang Ye had an almost invisible smile on his blood-filled face. Suddenly, each of them turned strangely and lashed away in the other direction.
"Peng!"
The Baidao Spirit Sword slammed against the wall, making a loud explosion of energy.
Just as Yang Ye was waiting for the next round of attack, a voice suddenly sounded in the empty hall: "Good strength, good sword skills, good body, you are very good, you can come here to practice in the future. The next seven floors can come and try when you reach the king's realm!"
After the voice was finished, without waiting for Yang Ye's reply, Yang Ye felt a whirlwind, and then there was a dizziness in his head. I don't know how long ago, Yang Ye suddenly heard someone around him seem to be calling his name.
"Yang Ye came out, came out..."