Zhu Yan flipped his palm slightly, holding the Fish Tail Divine Sword in his hand.
As soon as the divine sword came out, the sword in Gu Bai's hand immediately became eclipsed. Compared with the divine sword, it was no different from scrap metal.
This is an ancient tribe, only three hundred miles away from Lingshi Mountain. Naturally, they have a clearer understanding of weapons than the average person.
What's more, there are also weapon refiners in their clan. As soon as Zhu Yan's divine sword came out, they immediately felt an unusual weapon breath, which was not found in ordinary treasures and spiritual weapons.
"Here, what kind of sword is this?" Gu Bai asked, staring at the divine sword in Zhu Yan's hand.
Zhu Yan said: "It doesn't matter what kind of sword this is. What's important is that this sword can kill you at any time."
Gu Bai was nearly fifty years old, how could he endure all the provocations from an unknown young man: "Okay, let me see the power of your sword." He swung his sword quickly, and the tip of the sword picked out nine flowers in the air. Sword Flower, the nine sword flowers quickly divided into nine, turning into a nine-hand sword array composed of sword flowers.
"Nine Nether Sword Formation? You actually practiced the Nine Nether Sword Formation?" Gu Cheng said in disbelief.
The Nine Nether Sword Formation is a fragment of the martial arts code left by the master. It is called a fragmented code precisely because the most critical page that wrote the Nine Nether Sword Formation was torn out. For many years, the Nine Nether Sword Formation has never been broken. Even the master has never done it before.
Unexpectedly, Gu Bai actually succeeded.
Xia Yuanqiu looked at it for a while, shook his head and said, "This is not the real Nine Nether Sword Formation. It looks similar but is different in spirit."
Gu Cheng was greatly surprised: "How do you know? Have you seen the Nine Nether Sword Formation before?"
Xia Yuanqiu shook his head: "I have never seen the Nine Nether Sword Formation, but I know that the sword formation is about encirclement. If the enemy cannot be surrounded in the center of the formation and suppressed everywhere, then what is the use of the sword formation?"
Gucheng took another look at Gu Bai, who was being beaten back by Zhu Yan, and said, "Maybe it's because Prince Jing is too powerful and he can't show his true strength at all."
Xia Yuanqiu shook his head: "That's not the case. If the sword formation is completed, it will definitely be done in one go. There will be no situation of being restrained by the opponent. Gu Bai's first move was full of loopholes. He just practiced a form, and it has absolutely no power. Reaching one-tenth of the true Nine Nether Sword Formation."
Hearing a clang, Gu Bai's long sword had fallen to the ground. He stared at the long sword on the ground with wide eyes, breathing heavily, unable to believe the facts in front of him.
Did he lose? Did he really lose? Even if he used the Nine Nether Sword Formation, he was defeated, so completely and ridiculously! He could clearly feel that the opponent was not using all his strength. The opponent was so powerful that he could not imagine.
"Who are you?" Gu Bai had to face his misfortune and asked Zhu Yan, looking up at him.
Zhu Yan raised his chin, his eyes filled with arrogance: "Zhu Yan!"
There was confusion on Gu Bai's face. It was obvious that the word Zhu Yan was unfamiliar to him.
At this time, Gu Cheng took two steps forward and said to Gu Bai: "Third brother, you did not lose unjustly. This is His Highness Prince Jing of Xiliang Kingdom, the God of War who was famous on the battlefield in those days."
Gu Bai kept shaking his head: "I actually lost to a yellow-haired boy. I actually lost to a yellow-haired boy? Impossible, this is impossible!!"
Gu Bai scratched his scalp, muttering something in his mouth, his eyes dull, and the scratching force in his hands became stronger and stronger. He didn't even notice that his scalp was bleeding, and he kept scratching.