I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 118 Sword Formation
"呲-"

Another stream of blood splattered, and Zhang Zheng lay down on the ground slumped, blood gurgling from the finger-thick blood hole that had just been pierced in his chest, and the brutal sword energy was rampaging in the wound.

Zhang Zheng swallowed a mouthful of sweet blood in his throat, looked up at the sky, the sky was full of sword lights like a torrential rain, flying crosswise, ready to go.

As long as she takes any action, these sword lights will be activated instantly, and all arrows will be fired, wishing to stab her into a human-shaped honeycomb.

The most important thing is that these sword lights are endless, she destroyed one, and transformed into another, broke a thousand swords, and transformed into a thousand swords.

Zhang Zheng didn't dare to blink his eyes, and stared blankly. The pain pierced by thousands of arrows was really uncomfortable, and he really wanted to lie here like this until the end of time.

Formation!
Hell formation!

Zhang Zheng gritted her teeth, could it be that she is the only one in this world who can't learn formations?Proper discrimination!
If you can't force it, you can only outsmart it.

Stirring back and forth the formation knowledge that I had memorized by rote in my mind, I recalled it over and over again. It is worthy of being praised as the most exquisite skill among the four skills. Every word is pearls, and I can clearly understand every word , together it is like a heavenly book, and it is impossible to figure it out.

The formations in the world are ever-changing, but all changes are inseparable from the original purpose. Every formation must have its eyes. Logically speaking, as long as the eyes of the formation are destroyed, the formation will naturally break down without attack.

Everyone knows this principle, although Zhang Zheng is not good at forming a formation, she still knows it, but knowing it is useless, she can't find where the formation is, let alone destroy it.

The formation eye, as its name suggests, is the foundation of the formation. It is often the eye where all kinds of mysteries of the formation gather. It gathers energy and concentrates to maintain the balanced operation of the entire formation.

"Mystical eyes..."

Zhang Zheng chewed these four words repeatedly, and his eyes fell on the unpredictable sword formation. If he was a powerful formation mage, he could find the mysterious eye through observation and deduction, but she was not.

Zhang Zheng's eyes moved, thoughtfully, he raised his finger slightly, the suspended sword light was chilling, several flying swords pierced the air and struck, Zhang Zheng stood upright like a carp, avoiding the sharp sword light, before triggering the next wave of sword light He plopped down and pretended to be a dead body again.

She doesn't have the powerful ability to observe Qi like a magician, so she can only adopt the most clumsy method.

By carefully observing the changes when the formation is activated, the subtleties can be seen in the real chapter. If it fails once, it will be a hundred times, and if it fails a hundred times, it will be tens of thousands of times. You can always find the **** mysterious eye.

Making up his mind, Zhang Zheng held his breath and concentrated, and began to put it into action. His concentration was extremely concentrated, and every slight change of the sword formation was magnified to the extreme in his eyes.

From the moment when she passed by with only a cold and sharp light in her eyes, she couldn't see anything, and then she could see a little change in the movement of the sword formation. She tried it no less than a thousand times, and her body was riddled with holes. Recovery in the accumulation of Qi.

Up to now, Zhang Zheng stood on the ground and jumped up. In an instant, the sword array was surging, and thousands of arrows were fired. Each sword flashed across her eyes, as if slowing down, capturing its trajectory one by one.

The light poured out of the deep eyes, the sword was like rain, and the rain was like pouring. Zhang Zheng jumped and bent down, and quickly avoided all the imposing long swords. The sword light in the sky did not hurt her at all.

Zhang Zheng's eyes lit up, he simply stopped lying on the ground, and rushed forward, the sharp sword light reflected in his eyes became more intense, and the killing intent in the formation rose sharply.

The movement of each sword became faster and faster, and the entire formation has become a world of swords, lights and swords, densely packed without a single gap.

In the shadow like weaving swords, Xue Qing's figure is faster than Jian Guang, the afterimage is hard to chase, and she is not afraid at all.

"found it!"

Zhang Zheng yelled, his gaze was like a torch, his body flickered, he avoided all the long swords perfectly, and rushed straight to one of the long swords that seemed to have nothing unusual.

The body of the long sword turned into a streamer of light, dragging its light tail and galloped away, trying to hide among the many long swords, but even so, it still couldn't avoid Zhang Zheng, who was staring at it with all his eyes.

At a distance of one foot, Zhang Zheng stretched out his hand without using any magic weapon, and grasped the hilt of the sword with his bare hands, and the blade of the long sword trembled violently.

It was this damn thing that caused her to be riddled with holes, making her look ugly!
Zhang Zheng raised his eyebrows and smiled in relief, his hands and minds brightened, and he exerted all his strength.

A mournful cry came from the long sword in his hand, "Crack—" At the same time as the long sword shattered, the sky-filled sword array collapsed into thousands of pieces, annihilated into dust.

The moment the sword array collapsed, a soft sword hissed and clanged, piercing the clear sky, the black pupils shrank sharply, and a cold light from the sword tip enlarged rapidly in the pupils.

Before Panasonic took a breath and mentioned Tianling Gai, Zhang Zheng slid back a few miles with all his strength, the wind was howling, and the fallen leaves were flying all over the ground.

At the same time, the fire stick descended from the sky, and with a howling wind, it slammed fiercely in the direction that the soft sword came from.

The soft sword was pinched by Zhang Zheng's two fingers, which was one finger away from her. She did not dare to relax, raised her head and smiled contemptuously, and mocked: "Senior Sister Tan, are you trying to break the contract?"

Beside Tan Ying was a huge pothole made by a fire stick. She kicked the fallen leaves on the ground carelessly, watching the fallen leaves flutter into the pit, her eyes turned to Zhang Zheng, and the corners of her lips were just right.

"Junior Sister Zhengzheng misunderstood, I'm here to help you break the formation, but I didn't expect Junior Sister to appear suddenly by herself."

Ah……

The corner of Zhang Zheng's mouth twitched, she believed her a ghost, and she broke the formation long ago if she wanted to help her, but at the moment she broke through the formation, she "struck out the sword and broke the formation".

If it were a three-year-old child, she would have to think about her "good intentions".

"Oh...then I have to thank you, Senior Sister. The array was broken before the sword arrived. It's really admirable."

Zhang Zheng sneered, flung his soft sword at Tan Ying violently, flipped his palm again, and the fire stick that had been inserted into the huge pit flew into the air and landed in her hand to hold.

Tan Ying raised her eyebrows noncommittally, and slowly caught the menacing soft sword, wrapping it around her slender waist.

"If Junior Sister Zhengzheng really wants to thank you, how about giving Senior Sister another bottle?"

Zhang Zheng was speechless, but she really had the guts to say it!
"Look how impatient Senior Sister is, if Senior Sister strikes again and I take a step slower this time, wouldn't Senior Sister Tan be able to get hundreds of bottles at once?"

Faced with her irony, Tan Ying only looked at Zhang Zheng affectionately, with a pair of fox eyes full of smiles, and smiled instead of answering.

Zhang Zheng has long been used to her appearance, or in fact, they still have some similarities in essence, otherwise, how could she spread her hands so naturally.

Thinking like this, Zhang Zheng stretched out his hand shamelessly, as if the unhappiness just now had never existed, "Senior Sister Tan, where is the jade ring of the bearded male cultivator?"

A silver light was thrown out and landed firmly on Zhang Zheng's outstretched palm.

"Junior Sister Zhengzheng remembers this clearly, here, here it is for you."

Zhang Zheng glanced at the clear word "Two Shi" on the jade ring in his hand, closed his palms together, and the jade ring shattered into white light and swirled up.

At the same time, the immobile male cultivator in the forest was shrouded in white light, and when the white light disappeared, the male cultivator's figure also disappeared.

(End of this chapter)