Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 115 Seven Star Sword Formation

The Qingdu River is several miles wide, and no matter how loud the fight between a few people on the riverbank is, the movement is negligible compared to the vastness of the river.

On the river bank opposite the battlefield, there is a forest of shrubs.

The burly Situ Zhenzhen squatted behind a bush, carefully watched the fight on the other side of the river, and said:

"Use Qi to push the sword, and use the sword to bring Qi. When the hand shakes at the critical moment, the sword cannot be seen coming out of the sheath, and the sword tip has hit the opponent's hand. Uncle Master, this sword is so fast, and the killing power is a bit too much."

There was a bronze mirror suspended beside Situ Zhen. The mirror faced the reed beach, but the scenery inside the mirror was not the river view opposite, but the interior of a magnificent palace.

The palace has carved beams and painted pillars, and there are copper cranes and incense. In the middle is a luxurious soft couch. A bead curtain hangs in front of the couch, faintly revealing the outline of a noble lady lying on her side. She is dressed like a palace empress, with graceful curves, but also charming Can't see clearly.

The empress in the palace was also watching the fight thousands of miles away. She heard Situ's shocking words, and the voice came from the bronze mirror:

"It seems to be 'Sword One'."

Situ Zhenzhen was a little confused: "I also look like Jianyi, but which school is this? It's not like the Jingtai one, nor the Yunshui Jiantan one. Could it be from the Central Continent Sword Imperial City?"

There was silence in the bronze mirror: "This Sword Intent is unique, and none of the nine schools matches it. Could it be that it was created by the ancestor?"

"The original school created by the ancestor cannot teach him 'Sword One'. Sword One must be understood by oneself. What is that wrist guard just now? The Law Treasure Immortal Weapon given by the ancestor?"

"There is no such wristband in the Law Treasure stored in the Iron Head Mansion. It is regarded as the ancestor's private collection, and even I don't know about it."

"Ancestor is so kind to this boy."

"snort……"

There was a faint snort in the mirror and no more words...

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Across the river, the fighting continued.

Zhao Wuxie rushed to the river bank and charged towards Zhang Yinfeng with a long sword in his hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent and he said angrily:

"Thief, give back the lives of my whole family!"

Zuo Lingquan and Cheng Jiujiang attacked from the left and right and surrounded Zhang Yinfeng, who was alone by the river.

Zhang Yinfeng saw his younger brother died suddenly and was surrounded and killed by three opponents. There was anger in his eyes, but there was no fear at all.

For monks in the Spirit Valley Realm, each level is not just as simple as increasing the number by one, each level has its own talent, Divine Ability.

Zhang Yinfeng is at the seventh level of the Spiritual Valley. His pure golden body is much more powerful than Cheng Jiujiang. He also has Gang Qi body protection, plus True Qi transformation and air defense. When combined together, his talent Divine Ability alone is not even a few below the fourth level. The monks can easily parry.

Seeing three people attacking from all directions, Zhang Yinfeng's eyes were cold, and he pinched his hands, and six swords flew out from the sword box behind him again; his robes bulged, and the red True Qi spurted out, forming a set of swords on his body. Translucent red armor; at the same time, a talisman also floated out of the sleeve, turning into a huge golden bell, covering the whole body.

Boom——

After a muffled sound, Zhang Yinfeng's body was covered with bright light, and it was difficult to see even the figure of the person. Together with the three swords that were shot first, a total of nine swords were suspended outside the golden bell, facing all directions, ready to attack.

Before Zuo Lingquan rushed forward, he stopped when he saw this scene, and said coldly:

"Coward, come out if you have the guts!"

Cheng Jiujiang didn't even have the thought of stepping forward to break the defense, and stopped in place.

Zhao Wuxie, who was carrying a blood feud, rushed forward with his sword in hand, and took out the long sword in his hand. The white stream of light turned into a crane shadow, with a sharp sword sound, and hit the golden bell.

Boom——

The thick and muffled sound shook the river bank.

The golden bell talisman shook for a moment, but that was all.

Zhang Yinfeng didn't even fight back, but just looked at Zhao Wuxie coldly.

Zhao Wuxie saw that he couldn't break through the defense, so he could only surround himself, and said angrily:

"Zhang Yinfeng, you villain, how dare you come out and fight me!"

Standing within two layers of protection, Zhang Yinfeng had already recognized who Zhao Wuxie was from his face, and said:

"Your parents, even relatives and friends in the same village, all died by my sword; today is your only chance to take revenge, if you want to kill me, just come."

Zhao Wuxie gritted his teeth. It was true that he had a blood feud, but he was not dazzled by hatred.

The Middle Grade 'Golden Bell Talisman' can be described as a prison. Although the monks inside can't get out, the monks outside have to do their best to break it. And even if it is broken, the armor condensed by True Qi is stronger than the Golden Bell Talisman. As long as Zhang Yinfeng cannot be killed in one blow and the True Qi in Zhang Yinfeng's body is continuously replenished, it will never be broken.

Cheng Jiujiang knew that he could not break the defense and said:

"True Qi's incarnation consumes a lot, so we can only drag it hard to see how long he can last."

Zhang Yinfeng looked contemptuously, raised his hands, and the nine swords outside the golden bell rose a little at the same time:

"How long I can last, you don't need to worry about it, first ask how long you can last."

After finishing his words, Zhang Yinfeng pushed with both hands.

Nine swords shot forward at the same time, stabbing at the three people around them.

This was the first time Zuo Lingquan had seen such a shameless attack since he started practicing. He flew sideways, raised his arms, and the phoenix armguard instantly unfolded, like a phoenix spreading its wings, blocking him and Cheng Jiujiang.

Ding ding ding ding ding——

Sparks flew from the Phoenix Shield.

Zhao Wuxie flew back quickly, raised the sword to block and opened the distance, and was hit by three swords together, and the parry was obviously a bit powerless.

Cheng Jiujiang was so angry when he saw the opponent controlling the flying sword to kill people inside the turtle shell. Without the protection of Law Treasure, he did not dare to take the sword controlled by the seventh-level monk. He could only hide behind Zuo Lingquan and said:

"I can't fight, it's too shameless, and if I drag the red-haired old fairy over, I won't even have to run away."

Zuo Lingquan used the spread phoenix armguard to cover the six sharp blades around his body, and said:

"The Golden Bell Talisman cannot be moved, retreat."

Zhao Wuxie knew that it would be very difficult to kill Zhang Yinfeng, and he would die if he delayed his life, so he could only evacuate far away.

It's just that Zhang Yinfeng didn't intend to let the tiger go back to the mountain. Seeing that the three wanted to run away, he said coldly:

"Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, and treat my Azure Cloud City as your own yard?"

While speaking, Zhang Yinfeng raised his hand to perform the sword seal.

Of the nine swords that were chasing the three of them, seven of them pulled out and flew to the surrounding reed shoal. The flames of the other swords merged.

boom--

But in an instant, the seven precious swords formed a heptagonal sword formation around them, forming a wall of fire ten feet high, surrounding the three of them impenetrably.

Zuo Lingquan hurriedly stopped, and was about to jump over, but saw seven swords connected in series above his head, forming a cover like a sea of ​​flames, completely blocking the final exit.

The roiling heat wave hit, the vegetation in the sword array turned into flying ash, and even the scenery began to distort.

Cheng Jiujiang's face turned pale: "The seven-star sword array in Yunshui Jiantan is guided by the fire in the center of the earth, so I will definitely not be able to rush out."

After Zhang Yinfeng completed the sword formation, he raised his right hand to control the sword formation, his eyes were contemptuous as if he was looking at three ants:

"You young people, after listening to a few Immortal Gate stories about fighting across the border from the storyteller, you forgot how much weight you have. I really thought that if you devote yourself to practicing swords for ten years, you can beat others who have worked hard for dozens of years. Is it a way to get old?"

Zhao Wuxie was blocked by the sword formation, so he could only quickly walk back to Zuo Lingquan's side:

"The Seven Star Sword Formation, the eye of the formation is Zhang Yinfeng, there is no time to run away."

Zuo Lingquan glanced around: "He only has two swords, the three of us..."

Before they finished speaking, the three of them saw four flames falling from the top of the sword formation, condensing into long swords in mid-air, and hovering in front of the golden bell.

Zhang Yinfeng controlled the flying sword with his left hand, with sarcasm in his eyes:

"Boy, what else do you want to see about Divine Ability? Before you die, I will open your eyes. Don't say such stupid things in your next life that will make people laugh out loud."

Zuo Lingquan has nothing to say.

The seventh level monk of Linggu has already been able to initially control the world, he is so domineering.

After Cheng Jiujiang glanced at it, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Let's break it hard. It's hard for him to maintain the sword formation. Seventh-level monks hold the sword in the air, and the power is not as strong as the sword in their hands. Even if we can't break the sword formation, we can die in the hands of the ancestor Youhuang, and this life is not in vain. gone."

Zhao Wuxie was not afraid of death at all, so he rushed toward the Golden Bell with his sword in hand:

"Come together, we will break through the defense, and you can find an opportunity to kill him with one sword."

Zuo Lingquan's face was as heavy as water, and he surged up and rushed to the front. He raised his hand and unfolded the phoenix arm guard to block the six swords that were thrust at him.

Cheng Jiujiang rushed behind Zuo Lingquan, and when the distance got closer, his momentum surged, his fists flashed with lightning, and he jumped out from above Zuo Lingquan's head, shouting angrily:

"Ben Lei!"

bang——

Both fists landed on the golden bell, the shadow of the golden bell shook, and several cracks appeared on the talisman floating above.

The white light on the edge of Zhao Wuxie's sword was almost dazzling. The moment Zuo Lingquan put away his armguard, he stabbed straight at the golden bell with a sword. The light of the sword was like a white rainbow. Then he stabbed Zhang Yinfeng who was standing among them.

Zhang Yinfeng's eyes were cold, and while he was manipulating the six swords back, the red True Qi on his body turned into a raging sword gang, which shattered the sword energy contained in Zhao Wuxie's sword, but the shield sword gang was also reduced.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zuo Lingquan raised his hand and stabbed out with a sword. There was a dragon's cry in the sword array, and it turned into a black blade, piercing through the protective energy, and landed on Zhang Yinfeng's chest.

Bang——

Black sword energy poured out.

The condensed armor on Zhang Yinfeng's chest exploded in an instant, leaving a gap the size of a bowl; the robe on his body was smashed by the sword energy, scraping the flesh and blood on his chest, and bones were visible.

Zhang Yinfeng didn't expect that Zuo Lingquan could really break through armor with one sword, and there was a bit of astonishment in his eyes!

But that's all.

Although Zhang Yinfeng's body armor was shattered, its strong protective power still dissipated most of the power of Zuo Lingquan's sword. The Wushou golden body was also indestructible, and it was not easy to scrape the flesh.

The combined strength of the three hit Zhang Yinfeng back a few steps, and the Seven Star Sword Formation also shook, but Zhang Yinfeng quickly stabilized his body, and a talisman floated out of his sleeve again, turning into a golden bell and covering the top of his head .

True Qi's condensed armor had a hole punched out, but it recovered in the blink of an eye, and even the wound on his chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Yinfeng raised his right hand high to stabilize the sword formation, with a ferocious look in his eyes:

"What a domineering swordsmanship, but what can you do to me?!"

Cheng Jiujiang didn't even have time to pursue him. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but despair:

"How do you fight this?"

Zhao Wuxie was at his wits end:

"Find a way to break through the sword formation and run."

The three of them are just trying to figure out how to break the formation. This is nonsense.

This is the first time Zuo Lingquan has met this kind of iron-skinned bastard. After all, he only has the first level of Linggu. If he pierces his armor with a sword, he can't kill; Rearm between gaps.

When it comes to Qi Sea's reserves, the three of them combined may not be able to match Zhang Yinfeng, and the situation becomes a dead end in an instant...

(end of this chapter)