Invincible Sword Realm

With a low sip, Yang Ye stretched the wind to its limit, holding the long sword in his hand and smashing it into the past with more than thirty qi swords in front of him.

Yang Leaf did not dare to retain it. After the holding of the golden Xuan Qi and the full force of Yang Leaf, the long sword in Yang Leaf's hand seemed to pierce the air. At the end of the long sword, an unusually obvious trace of air appeared in the air, and a gushing sound of sharp pricks was heard.

“Peng!”

An energy blast sounded loudly in the field. The several spirit swords that collided with the Yang Leaf's long sword instantly dissipated into the air. The Yang Leaf's speed did not diminish. He rubbed his shoulders with the rest of the spirit sword. The Yang Leaf stopped in shape and turned around and didn't even look at it. He stabbed the past with a golden sword!

“Peng!”

Another energy blast, Yang Ye long sword stabbed several swords headed, once again rubbing shoulders with the rest of the sword, the next moment, turn around, the next moment, keep turning...

From the moment the formation began, Yang Ye kept repeating the action, and he had to do the same. The speed of the sword is too fast, too many. If you want to hide in your own way, you can't do the wind at all. That's all he can do now, tough guy!

Of course, it pays a terrible price. Less than a moment later, Yang Leaf's whole body, including his face, showed signs of dense numbness. Apart from those powerful eyes, at this time, there is almost nothing good about Yang Leaf, and it is constantly increasing...

Yang Ye now believes what the old man has said. This sword array is simply not capable of being fought by those who are less than innate. If it weren't for his flesh and body not weakening some nine-order Xuan beasts, plus the ability to repair the golden Xuan Qi sky, even he couldn't hold on for a minute!

Yes, and now he can insist, all on his flesh! He couldn't escape the swords, but the swords couldn't help him because they didn't cause him any fatal damage except opening his skin!

“Peng!”

Yang Ye split a dozen spirit swords, and the remaining dozen spirit swords came into close contact with Yang Ye's shoulders.

Physical pain caused the corner of Yang Ye's mouth to blow, his heart said: “If this continues, I will surely be grinded to death by this sword formation! A way must be found.” Thinking of this, Yang Ye broke several swords in front of him with his own hands, and his eyes swept quickly around him. “There must be a way, there must be a way, only to find a way to deal with these swords will it be possible to break off! ”

Yang Ye really wanted to sit down and think of a way to deal with the sword array, but how could this sword array give him a chance? A hundred air swords at five rates will never be half an hour late! So Yang Ye must fight the Spiritual Sword now, while rapidly turning his brain to find a way! I have to say, this is a great exercise in brain flexibility!

Half an hour has passed. At this time, not only did Yang Ye not think of a good solution, but he was no longer alone. His clothes had long disappeared, his skin was exposed to the air, not only that, but his whole body was covered in blood, as if he had washed a bath of blood, even horrible!

“Good pervert sword array, who the fuck made this, really used to test disciples, not to torture people? ”

I felt physical abnormality and severe physical pain, and Yang Ye couldn't help but scold me. From the time the Sword Array ran until now, it was really a torture for him. If you're a normal person, at best you get stabbed by a spirit sword, and then you fail.

But he's not like that! At first he was glad his body was strong enough to resist these swords. But now, he can't help but hate his own flesh! Why? Because it's because he's so tough that he looks like this.

If his flesh is as strong as the King's Beast, then these swords are itchy for him! But the problem is no! His physical defense was somewhat resistant to these swords, but not entirely, so this is what happens now, when the air sword breaks his skin, but does not cause him fatal damage.

Simply put, it hurts, it doesn't die! It's not torture. What is it?

Yang Ye had only heard of a thousand swords before, he had never seen them, but now he knows for himself!

However, Yang Ye also found a good phenomenon for himself, which is that when he was “knifed" all over his body, the small swirl in his body seemed very much in favour of his flesh, because the small swirl vortex field voluntarily flowed out the source of golden Xuan Qi continuously, and automatically flowed all over his body meridian, repairing his flesh wounds!

Why would a whirlpool agree to that? Because Yang Ye has carefully observed that as long as his body is severely damaged, his golden Xuan Qi in the field will be repaired automatically, and he will not have to run himself. And if you don't have enough golden Xuan Qi in a normal Dantian, the whirlpool will flow out the golden Xuan Qi in it, very generous!

Yang Ye is very confused about this, but he doesn't have time to deal with it right now. Now he's got a bigger problem, and that's how to deal with these swords.

Yang Ye's brain was spinning rapidly, and he had to figure out a way to do it now, otherwise he would be tortured to death. Although Little Whirlpool volunteered to help him repair his body, it was clear that this wound came faster than repair and lasted longer, not only as an inhuman torment, but also as a threat to his life.

Because Yang Ye was afraid to guarantee that this was still an illusion at this time, the old man said that the strength of the sword array matched some of the characteristics of the sword array very well, which means that the old man may not have illusioned or illusioned, but what he said was true.

Anyway, Yang Ye doesn't dare to gamble, he has to live, even if this is truly an illusion!

Half an hour later, the leaves of Yang have appeared tired, and both the force and speed have declined significantly. This discovery made Yang Ye's whole body sweat erect, because in the previous battle with Sword Nu, he was at best exhausted and mentally exhausted, but all aspects of his body did not have this problem, but now it has appeared, what does that mean? Representing this illusion is most likely true...

Yang Ye took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. This situation, if she is not calm, is really death. Suddenly, Yang Ye's eyes lit up, and he came up with a way!

Do what you want! Just when more than thirty swords of spirit came to Yang Ye, Yang Ye was not as hard as before! Instead, he abandoned his defenses and attacks and performed swordsmanship on the thirty or so swords that came before him. Originally facing the Yang Leaf door, chest, and several important spiritual swords were about to stab Yang Leaf, and then a strange scene appeared. Those spiritual swords suddenly moved a few centimeters to the side under the control of Yang Leaf's mind!

“Psst!”

Thirty or so swords of spirit came into intimate contact with Yang Ye's body, and then blood spilled out of Yang Ye's body again. For the pain coming from his body, Yang Ye seemed to feel nothing. He almost jumped in excitement, because the swordsmanship could really defend these unruly swords!

This discovery makes Yang Ye feel like suddenly discovering a fire in a pitch-black abyss. Can he not be excited?

Next, Yang Ye was much more relaxed than before. First, he broke several swords with all his strength, and then performed swordsmanship to control some of the remaining swords to change the direction of attack. I have to say, this is a great solution, in which case his body gets less and less damage from the Spirit Sword!

The potential of man in despair is enormous. In the past, Yang Ye practiced swordsmanship. That progress can be described in terms of turtle speed. But at this point, the leaves can be described in terms of the speed of progress. At first he was able to control only a few Qi swords, but after two hours he was able to influence a dozen Spirit Swords, four hours later, thirty Spirit Swords, he was able to control nearly twenty!

Time passed little by little. When the day passed, Yang Ye had been able to influence more than fifty qi swords. But only within a length, but enough for him. Now as long as the sword enters a range around him, it will be forcibly redirected by him and then collided with the other swords, he can say that now he is very relaxed!

Three days later, at this time, Yang Ye, apart from being a little bloody and a little frightened, did not look like a wolf. At this time, Yang Ye Pan sat on the ground, his face was not a little nervous and heavy, but rather a cloudy breeze!

The stripes trembled in the field, and a new blade of air struck. Baiduo Qi sword lasered from four directions toward the leaves, as fast as ever.

Watching those air swords come, Yang Ye's face full of blood had a laugh almost invisible. When a hundred air swords entered a range in front of him, the hundred air swords suddenly turned weird and lashed in the other direction.

“Peng!”

Baiduo Spirit swords bombarded the walls, making a huge energy blast.

Just as Yang Ye waited for the next round of offense, a voice suddenly sounded in the empty lobby: “Good strength, good sword skills, good flesh, you are very good, you can practice here in the future. When the remaining seven levels reach the realm of kings, you can try them! ”

Without waiting for Yang Yip to reply, Yang Yip felt a spin for a while, and then a feeling of dizziness appeared in his brain. For some time, Yang Yip suddenly heard that someone around him seemed to be shouting his name.

“Yang Ye came out, came out...”