Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 129: Liuhe Sword Formation

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After hearing these words, Su Zimo looked calm, but many of the disciples below were shaken and looked excited.

"Senior Brother Feng is finally going to use the sect's secret technique!"

"I heard that the "Misty Sword" is one of the three secret arts. The sword comes out misty and disappears without a trace."

"The "Piaory Sword" is the most advanced sword-controlling technique in the realm of our Great Zhou Dynasty. Today we can finally see it."

Most of the people present were trial disciples from the Five Peaks. They usually had no chance to see the sect's secret techniques. At this time, they all opened their eyes wide, wanting to get a glimpse of it.

The old man frowned, looked at Wenxuan and said solemnly: "I think this battle is over, and it will be considered a draw."

To be fair, if Feng Haoyu used the sect's secret technique to defeat Su Zimo, he would have already lost.

Because normal trial disciples are not qualified to learn "Piaory Sword" at all.

Now the bad old man's proposal can be regarded as a step back.

Wenxuan was silent for a while, shook his head and said: "We have reached this point, if we don't tell the winner, how can we convince everyone?"

"Wenxuan, you're not willing to let Feng Haoyu win this match, are you?" The old man was a little angry.

"yes!"

Wenxuan looked sideways at Old Man Zao and said, "I don't care about the three of you teaching Su Zimo alchemy, weapon refining, and teaching him sword formations. But Feng Haoyu, as my disciple of Lingfeng, on the battlefield, he will never Can’t lose! This is the glory of my Lingfeng!”

"You..." The old man hesitated to speak.

Wenxuan waved his hand and said: "I think people are never wrong. Haoyu is the hope of the future of the sect. After all, the inheritance of the sect does not rely on refining elixirs and weapons. Strength is the most important thing."

At this moment, Su Zimo said something in the spirit arena, interrupting the argument between Old Man Zao and Wenxuan.

"Is it the sect's secret technique?"

Su Zimo smiled, shook his head and said: "Feng Haoyu, if this is your last resort, then you will definitely lose this battle!"

The whole audience was shocked!

No one can imagine that Su Zimo could say such a thing when faced with the sect's secret technique!

Is this looking down on the sect's secret technique, or looking down on Feng Haoyu

Why should he, Su Zimo

"Hahaha!"

Feng Haoyu laughed and said: "Su Zimo, I guess you don't know the power of the sect's secret skills. You are uttering arrogance here. Today I will teach you how to behave!"

"disease!"

Feng Haoyu squeezed the sword technique, and a trace of spiritual energy overflowed from his fingertips and poured into the flying sword.

The sword body trembled, cutting through the void, and a series of afterimages appeared behind it, confusing the eyes and making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Seeing this scene, Wenxuan nodded, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

The white-haired young man looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "The Piaomiao Sword is divided into three layers. I didn't expect Feng Haoyu to understand the first layer of 'afterimage' so quickly."

"Haoyu has Wind Spirit Root, which is the most suitable for practicing "Piaory Sword", otherwise I would not let him learn the sect's secret technique in the Qi Condensation Realm." Wenxuan said lightly.

On the spiritual battlefield.

Su Zimo withdrew the three flying swords and hung them in front of him. He slapped his hand on the storage bag. In the blink of an eye, there were three more flying swords.

Moreover, these three flying swords are all low-grade spiritual weapons!

The whole place was in an uproar and stunned.

Six low-grade flying swords!

For Qi practitioners, this is simply unimaginable.

"This, this, what is going on?"

"Let me go, why are there three low-grade spiritual weapons in Su Zimo's shop? Are they so cheap now?"

Most of the monks' eyes were wide open, their mouths were wide open, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

Su Zimo had already made many disciples jealous when he offered three low-grade flying swords, but now he took out three more, and everyone couldn't stand it on the spot.

The trial disciple who had been a member of the sect for several years suddenly felt that all these years had been wasted. He had not even gotten a single low-grade spiritual weapon. Within a year of being a member of the sect, he had produced six of them.

At this time, most of the sect disciples gradually came to their senses.

These six almost identical flying swords cannot come from the sect's Spiritual Weapon Pavilion.

The only possibility is that Su Zimo refined it himself!

"It's incredible. If I had known this, it would have been better to have gotten closer to Junior Brother Su. Maybe we could also play around with low-grade spiritual weapons."

"If I had six low-grade spiritual weapons, why would I learn the art of wielding a sword? If I met my opponent, I would throw them at him head-on and hit him to death..."

"Don't talk nonsense. Senior Brother Feng is learning the secrets of the sect. You can't resist it by just smashing it with a spiritual weapon."

There was a roar of people below, but the leader of the five peaks was silent.

The bad old man frowned even more.

Although the six low-grade spiritual weapons are powerful, they are absolutely unable to withstand the sect's secret techniques.

The white-haired young man noticed the worry in Old Man Zao's heart and comforted him: "Anyway, this kid's talent in weapon refining is really great. If you train him well, he may become a blockbuster in the sect competition."

The implication of the white-haired boy was that even if Su Zimo lost this battle, it would not affect his status in the sect.

After all, a ruler is shorter and an inch is longer.

Su Zimo is good at refining weapons and elixirs, while Feng Haoyu is good at fighting. The two have different advantages.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Yi, who was sitting next to the white-haired boy, was extremely nervous at this time. He stared at Su Zimo intently, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"It is true that the six flying swords alone cannot withstand the sect's secret technique, but if..."

On the spiritual battlefield.

Feng Haoyu saw Su Zimo sacrifice six flying swords at the same time, his expression changed slightly, but instantly returned to his original state, he sneered: "Su Zimo, you are so naive! You think that having six low-grade spiritual weapons can Resist the sword in my hand?"

"go!"

A cold light flashed in Feng Haoyu's eyes, and with a slight scolding, the long sword rushed towards him. The sword energy was so fierce that it instantly tore the air, making a breathtaking sound of explosion!

Behind the long sword, a series of afterimages were pulled out, which was dazzling.

Su Zimo looked calm and waved his hands continuously to control the six flying swords in mid-air.

Swish, swish, swish!

Six flying swords shuttled and intertwined in mid-air, leaving behind streaks of sword energy.

The Sancai Sword Formation is a triangular sword formation.

The Liuhe Sword Formation is the evolved sword formation of the Sancai Sword Formation. Two triangular sword formations are superimposed and fused to form six sword formation corners!

Both the defensive power and the killing power have been greatly improved!

"What's this?"

"Hey, where have I seen this six-pointed star made of flying swords?"

"This seems to be...the logo on the cuff of Xuan Yi's first seat!"

Everyone looked at Xuan Yi subconsciously.

At this time, Xuan Yi had already stood up, and with excitement, he nodded and said: "Okay, okay, okay! You have actually mastered the Liuhe Sword Formation!"

The faces of the leaders of the other four peaks also showed expressions of disbelief.

There is only one sword formation master in the sect, and that is Xuan Yi.

And as a Jindan master, he naturally knows how difficult it is to become a sword formation master.

Xuan Yi has a six-pointed star tattooed on his sleeve, which shows that he is quite proud of it.

But now, the Liuhe Sword Formation reappeared, but it was made by a Qi practitioner, which surprised everyone!

Misty Peak, Misty Palace.

Sect leader Ling Yun's heart moved, and he suddenly opened his eyes. A strange light flashed in his eyes, and he murmured softly: "It's actually the Liuhe Sword Formation?"

In the sky above the formation peak, among the clouds and mist, huge wings were looming, and a pair of eyes were silently watching the scene happening on the Spirit Arena.

"Haha, this little guy, not bad, not bad."