The Invincible Spirit

Chapter 228: Nine Turns Burial Sword Array

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A one-sided slaughter, agile realm, early, mid, late, peak, consummation! In Luo Xingchen's hands, he definitely couldn't go through five rounds.

He, the speed is too fast! When you lift your footsteps, you can jump from the front to the back, and the track is hard to find.

In a bloody area, only Luo Xingchen was still standing there. Although his body was covered with bright red blood, this blood, not a drop, belonged to him!

The battle was over, everyone in Wan Jianshan looked at him with horror, no one dared to take a step forward.

What is evildoer

Is this the legendary evildoer

The real evildoer is not to look down upon his peers, but to look down upon the heroes of the world!

With a wave of the sharp sword, no one can stop the sharp sword, ghosts and gods trembled, retreating.

Now, Luo Xingchen is standing here, boldly asking, who is the hero in the world

Wan Jianshan, the heroes and heroes, are dead silent.

In Yue Kong's eyes, a shadow flashed by.

Beside Yue Kong, this energetic and energetic middle-aged man in the spirit map realm was the Sect Master of Wanjian Mountain—Huang Ji.

Huang Ji only felt a huge blockage in his chest and his face was pale, as if he was about to vomit blood.

His eyes trembled, his heart was depressed, and his grief and anger were unquenchable.

why? Luo Xingchen's kendo talent is so strong, but he can't become a disciple of Wan Jianshan

Not to mention the disciples, if Luo Xingchen wants to enter Wanjian Mountain and ask him to immediately give up the position of Sect Master, he is willing!

However, things were unsatisfactory, and now, there is no chance.

Huang Ji glanced at Yue Kong with a grieving look, but Yue Kong didn't notice.

Luo Xingchen looked coldly, Yue Kong was also serious, facing with cold eyes.

"Are you going to kill at my Wanjian Mountain?" Yue Kong shouted, seemingly very angry!

Luo Xingchen pointed at Yue Kong's face and said: "I only want to kill one person now, that's you!"

Yue Kong's expression was stagnant for a moment, his eyes turned quickly, and then he sneered: "Haha... Liar, who doesn't know your viciousness, I'll die, I'm afraid Wan Jianshan will exist in name only, you can promise not to move They? If you dare to promise, I will give my life to you, so what’s wrong!

However, if you can't guarantee, then even if I die, I will die with you, and I will never let you harm my fellow sects in Wanjianshan! "

Yue Kong had a majestic face and awe-inspiring righteousness.

Luo Xingchen glanced at Yue Kong quietly, unmoved.

But Yue Kong's words were moved so that everyone behind him was surging.

"No! Who would dare to touch Elder Yue, I'll fight him!"

A young man raised his fist angrily, his teeth rattled!

"Yes, Mr. Yue has been working hard day and night for Wanjian Mountain, doing his best. He encircled and suppressed Luoshen's Mansion is also for us!"

"Luo Xingchen, we won't let you succeed. If we want to move Mr. Yue, we should step on our corpse first!"

The sentiment was infuriated, and one by one mustered the courage to stand up.

At this moment, Huang Ji looked at Yue Kong with a frank face in surprise, and the bit of resentment in his eyes was gradually erased!

On the contrary, there is a kind of respect in his heart.

No matter how enchanting Luo Xingchen is, he will be his enemy after all, and Elder Yue, his uncle, has tried his best to assist him for more than 20 years. He should trust Elder Yue unconditionally.

Therefore, Huang Ji glanced sharply, and finally spoke, he shouted: "Disciples, prepare, set the Nineth-Round Burial Sword Array! Destroy the rebels!"

"Yes!" As everyone worked together and shouted in unison, each of them drew their swords solemnly, and began to scatter in this huge space in all directions, a large number of people, but in an orderly manner.

"Huh?" Ling Feng was originally very calm, holding his arms and lowering his head, with diagonal hair falling.

But suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and exclaimed: "Nine Turns Burying Sword Great Array!"

Ling Feng subconsciously said solemnly: "Master, be careful! Do you want to call Lan Yuan up! This formation is very powerful, and the Spirit Seal Realm is likely to be obliterated! The nine major formations can kill people inadvertently! "

Luo Xingchen waved his hand calmly: "No, Lan Yuan is kind in nature, killing too much in the past two days, a little confused, it is very bad for its pure practice, let it be in the Great Zhoutian Pagoda, take a good care of it. Leave the rest to me!"

Ling Feng's face was surprised, his mouth opened wide, and he stopped talking.

He very much doubted whether Luo Xingchen was doing her best!

"Ling Feng, do you understand this formation?"

Luo Xingchen re-summoned the psychic treasure, while drawing his sword, while glancing at the unpredictable crowd ahead, he asked softly: "Ling Feng, do you know this formation?"

Ling Feng shook his head, very uneasy: "I just heard of it, it's terrifying!"

Luo Xingchen drew his sword and stood firmly, swinging down the tip of the sword, and swinging his posture, his aura like a rainbow, his eyes like a light, he let out a deep cry: "Back! I'll break the formation!"

boom-

Just as Luo Xingchen had just finished speaking, he heard a hurricane roaring loudly, Ling Feng was stunned, only saw an aurora passing by him quickly, and in a blink of an eye, Luo Xingchen had already stepped into this massacre. In the array.

And at this moment, thousands of sword repairmen on Wanjian Mountain are connected and spread out in this space, thousands of sword lights, like thousands of stars, are very dazzling under the sunlight!

"Kill!" The voices were thunderous and deafening. Their bodies flew over each other, the light and shadow flickered, the sword energy was coherent, and they burst out with earth-shaking power. Luo Xingchen was in the middle of the array, observing intently, but secretly frightened. , Feeling a dangerous breath, invading.

"Uncle Master, you and I are the main battle array, we must kill this evildoer! Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!" Huang Ji gloomily drew out a wide giant sword, this sword, compared to the Mingyue Zong Qingtian swordsman Liu Qing, Not letting more!

His body stepped into the formation, and his steps all revealed the infinite formation, Yue Kong remained silent, holding the long sword in his hand, and stepped on it afterwards.

It stands to reason that no matter how enchanting Luo Xingchen is, it is unnecessary for them to besiege so many people.

However, the situation is different now.

Luo Xingchen's speed is too fast, even faster than the Spiritual Image Realm, Yue Kong has practiced fast kendo for so many years, he feels incredible.

If you underestimate the enemy, there is only one dead end!

This great formation opened in an instant, and almost all the disciples and elders of the entire sect participated in it!

Among them, including Yue Kong and Huang Ji, there are only seven experts in the spiritual map realm, and they are ranked in the seven major formations respectively, becoming the strongest main force in this nine-turn burial sword formation!

This formation is the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Protecting the Mountain. They have to practice once every two months, so they are very familiar with it.

It’s not difficult to combine this formation. The difficulty is to control the timing. Every breath requires dozens of attacks, and every hundreds of breaths, a major crit is launched. Everyone steps into the sword formation. , Almost a life of nine deaths!

At this moment, Luo Xingchen stood steadily in the formation, with his eyes carefully swept to every corner, he found that every place was murderous, and if he was not careful, he might die.

Ling Feng's footsteps had already retreated hundreds of feet away, and he solemnly observed.

However, he believes that Luo Xingchen will not fight insecure battles.

Previously, Luo Xingchen was able to scare a master like Zhao Jie so hard to move, and he was able to calmly obliterate many powerful people without using his sword intent. This kind of strength even he couldn't see through!

"Ka!" Ling Feng's blood was boiling, and he clenched his fist in an instant. He was extremely thankful that he could follow such a talented arrogant. This might be his wisest choice.

"Swish swish swish!" Luo Xingchen had just tried to take two steps in the big formation, and he had already suffered dozens of consecutive sword aura attacks. If these sword auras were scattered, it would not be terrible, but now they Condensed in one place, this kind of power, the spiritual image realm is in danger of being torn apart!

call out! With a stroke of Luo Xingchen's body, he moved ten feet in a teleport, avoiding this attack. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of sword auras attacked, and the silver light was shed like falling rain.

Luo Xingchen had to dodge again, and just like that, his dodge could not stop.

Every time you stop for a moment, you can feel the fatal danger.

Luo Xingchen flashed again and again, relying on the abyss-level pace he had comprehended, these fast sword auras could hardly hurt him.

However, keeping striding like this is really exhausting, and it's more strenuous than a murderous battle!

Can't continue to be passive anymore!

Luo Xingchen thought about it, he immediately tried, swinging his sword to cut out, his sword out speed was a huge leap compared to before!

"Sneez!" The speed of this sword, strange and unpredictable, turned into a bright light in an instant, bursting out!

"Ah!" In the sword funeral formation, more than a dozen disciples were hit by this aurora. They screamed, and immediately burst into pieces!

Huang Ji frowned, his eyes fixed on Luo Xingchen, and he walked away quickly!

"First Burial Sword! Ground Kill Sword!" Huang Ji's deep shout seemed to be an order. The surrounding crowd gathered the sword light and pushed hard to one place. The ground was filled with dense energy, it seemed that there was a lot of energy. Thousands of Daoli Cone rose up, all gushing out, trying to tie Luo Xingchen into a hedgehog.

Luo Xingchen hurriedly raised his foot and leaped into the air. He swung the sword dozens of times in a row, and dozens of sword shadows, which combined his traces of soul-splitting sword intent, with terrifying power and bursting shots at the earth, colliding with these sharp cones. stand up.

"Ka Ka Ka!" All the sharp cones were cut off, and Luo Xingchen's sword intent was obviously effective.

However, before this level of crisis had been touched, he felt a cold air coming from behind, and he suddenly raised his sword and turned his head back, his feet were not on the ground!

"Shit!" Huang Ji's huge sword, carrying a mighty force, struck him, as if Mount Tai was crushing the top, the storm roared like thunder, the huge sword was as heavy as a mountain, and it smashed toward Luo Xingchen!

Luo Xingchen subconsciously raised his body and stepped back.

But his feet have been supported in the air for too long, and he is about to land.

On the ground, the sharp cone that had just been cut off suddenly condenses again. As long as he falls, he will be seriously injured!

There are wolves before and tigers behind, how to resist

Luo Xingchen looked vigorously, and uttered a deep cry: "Yeah!"

He somersaults, spins down, his sword swept wildly, sharp shadows gushing out from the tip of the sword, constantly bombarding the land of the cone mountain!

Boom boom boom!

Finally, a fierce energy spread out and flattened the whole land directly!

Luo Xingchen turned over to the ground, Huang Ji slammed into him with a sword. The power of the giant sword was like a meteorite falling. As soon as he touched it, his arm shook suddenly, and half of his body was smashed.

call out!

Luo Xingchen quickly teleported out once again, not daring to head-on.

After that, he was surrounded by thousands of sword auras in a blink of an eye, overwhelming, all murderous...