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"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound.

Right in the sword formation, the dense sword qi and six energy long swords broke through the gang qi, and when they rushed towards Fang Qiu, Fang Qiu’s right palm unceremoniously pinched Mu Bai’s hand. The blade of the dark long sword!

Golden energy burst out, covering Fangqiu's palm, like a palm made of gold.

"Ok?"

Mu Bai glared at him and tried to pull the long sword in his hand from Fang Qiu's palm.

but.

No matter how hard he tried.

Fang Qiu's palm was stuck tightly against the blade of his long sword.

"Humph!"

Fang Qiu let out a cold snort when other people's attacks rushed to the depths, and Fang Qiu felt a chill coming from behind his head.

On the right hand holding the blade tightly, a burst of extremely dazzling golden light suddenly burst.

It is a golden energy group.

It's like laughing at the sun!

"Break for me!"

Shocked.

The golden energy group swelled up in an instant, shrouded the entire long sword, and then exploded.

"boom!"

There was an explosion.

The entire space inside the tower on the eighth floor was completely enveloped by the dazzling golden light at this moment.

Outside the tower.

It was originally a peaceful place with clouds and mist, like a fairyland on the Jiange Square.

Suddenly, golden light shined.

All the people who were cultivating in the square, their expressions changed in shock at the moment the golden light appeared, and they all turned their heads to look around.

I saw that the place where the golden light burst out was the eighth floor of the nine-story trial tower!

"What a strong energy!"

"That is how the matter?"

"Today, has anyone entered the trial tower?"

"Uncle Wei Jian brought a distinguished guest from outside. He was planning to enter the building, but was stopped by a senior on the way, saying that the sword envoy invited that distinguished guest into the trial tower."

"Do you know who the distinguished guest is?"

"who is it?"

"It's nameless! I'm the one who helps the sword ambassador to spread the word. This time, the distinguished guest brought back by Master Wei Jian is the leader of the younger generation in today's martial arts, nameless!"

"It turned out to be him?"

"It turned out to be him. No wonder there was such a big movement in the trial tower."

"I don't know which sword ambassador personally invited him into the trial tower. The first time you come to the sword pavilion, you can receive the invitation of the sword ambassador. The nameless is indeed well-deserved.

"Which one? The twelve swordsmen are here!"

"what?"

"How is this possible?"

"Furthermore, I heard that Wuming also climbed to the top of Jianshan Mountain, attracting ten thousand swords to surrender!

"Fuck..."

In the square, the disciples of the sword gathered together to discuss, and each of them could clearly see the inconceivable shock.

In addition to the full of shock, there is still a hint of envy and admiration.

...

Behind the square.

Behind the pavilion built on the hill is the top of the mountain.

Seeing the dazzling golden light rushing out of the eighth-story tower, the three old men who had stood up for some time, a look of shock appeared on their faces.

"this is?"

The old man with white hair and black eyebrows stared straight at the eighth trial tower, and said: "It's not the twelve swordsmen, their aura is completely suppressed by this energy."

"It's like a bird in a cage."

The old man with black hair and white eyebrows raised his eyebrows and said, "It depends on whether it can be broken."

"The bird in the cage is the most ferocious!"

The old man among them said with a smile.

...

Trial Tower, eighth floor.

The golden light gradually dissipated.

Fang Qiu still only held the long sword half of the ink stone in Mu Bai's hand.

at this time.

The connection between this long sword and the sword formation has been completely cut off. After all, the golden light just now was formed by Fang Qiu who did not hesitate to detonate his internal Qi.

As the long sword of the formation, it can not withstand this kind of internal gas explosion.

Had it not been supported by a sword formation, this long sword would have been maintained for a long time.

but.

Although the connection between the long sword and the sword formation has been completely cut off, the sword formation has not dissipated, but has dispersed into a larger sword formation.

It's like a birdcage.

Fang Qiu was enveloped.

"It turned out to be a double front?"

This scene changed Fang Qiu's expression in shock.

"Unexpectedly, you discovered it."

Mu Bai smiled, took the long sword away, and then moved back immediately when he moved.

The six people who were originally in the inner circle all retreated.

Fang Qiu felt it very clearly.

The connections between the six people in the inner circle and the sword formation have all been severed, which means that the sword formation has nothing to do with them, so the six quickly retreated.

While these six people retreated, the other six people who originally belonged to the outer circle moved forward together.

Immediately enter the inner circle from the outer circle.

And the six people headed by Mu Bai who had just quit, they once again waved their long swords, and they were about to form a sword formation again!

"Ok?"

Fang Qiu raised his brows.

I didn't expect that this formation could have this kind of change!

If this is the case forever, isn't it possible to maintain the formation forever and never be broken?

"call out!"

Surprised.

Fang Qiu is not keeping his hands.

When the consciousness moved, it instantly enveloped the entire eighth layer of space.

He knew that he had to break this sword formation in one fell swoop at this time, otherwise there would be no chance!

Once Mu Bai and the six others formed a sword formation to attack again, he would have no means to stop him. After all, the qi tornado he had just cast had dissipated with the explosion of his internal energy.

"I got it, the second one!"

Under the exploration of the divine sense, Fang Qiu found the position of the second eye in an instant. He immediately turned his body, his eyes were like torches, staring at his back, the twelfth sword envoy. A long sword of white jade that is white and flawless.

There is no hesitation.

"Wow."

Fang Qiu's figure moved, and he rushed to the twelfth sword ambassador in an instant. Before the opponent retreated, he gave a fierce punch and directly bombarded the body of the white jade sword.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound.

The sword formation that locked Fangqiu, like a birdcage, exploded at the moment Fangqiu's punch fell, like a glass that had been hit by a huge force, as the cracks spread and broke.

The six swordsmen who had just rushed in, as the sword array shattered, all seemed to have been impacted by distance, and Qi Qi was shaken back three steps.

Mu Bai and the six others who were about to regroup, also shook their bodies and were stunned.

The sword formation is broken!

This sword formation was broken by nameless?

"This, what's the situation?"

The Twelve Swordsmen changed their expressions at this moment.

No one thought of it.

Wuming, he broke their sword formation so easily.

"stop!"

Seeing that Wuming, who had broken the sword formation, wanted to do it, Mu Bai immediately took a step forward, stretched out a palm, and said: "We lost, you passed."

"This is over?"

Fang Qiu was taken aback.

"The twelve people teamed up and the sword formation was broken by you. Even if you continue to fight, the result will be the same."

Mu Bai smiled bitterly, and said: "No loss is the one who can cut the Little Lord of Nirvana. We won't be ashamed of defeat, but if we fight again, we will be ashamed."

Fang Qiu smiled.

He heard it.

Mu Bai was knocking from the side, let Wuming save them some face.

After all, this is the sword pavilion, and there are so many sword pavilion disciples outside watching, not to mention that their twelve swordsmen have all been dispatched. If they are really defeated, they will be regarded as a joke in the future.

"So, can I go up now?"

Fang Qiu stretched his hand towards the old stone staircase without handrails on the ninth floor of the passage.

"Please."

Mu Bai nodded.

"I am quite curious about what this dragon gate is like."

Fang Qiu smiled and stepped onto it.

...

In the distance, on the high mountain behind the pavilion.

"broken."

The old man with white hair and black eyebrows looked shocked.

"None of this can stop him?"

The old man with black hair and white eyebrows was also shocked and said, "It seems that this child has also studied the sword formation."

"interesting."

The old man among them smiled and nodded. Although he looked quite calm, the shock in his eyes could not be hidden.

"I want to fight Wuming!"

Suddenly, Qing Yun standing behind the three elders made a sound.

The words came out.

The three elders who were still staring at the nine-story trial tower, the colleague turned their heads in surprise and looked at Qingyun, the shock in their eyes was even worse.

To know.

Qingyun is the most amazing disciple they have cultivated over the years.

Except for the little saint Lord Nirvana, the others can hardly bring up Qingyun's desire to fight.

This time.

Is Qingyun also itchy?

"Original old?"

Qingyun glanced at the old man with white hair and black eyebrows, then turned to look at the old man with black hair and white eyebrows, and asked, "Old Qu?"

The two old men on the left and the right laughed.

"Chi Lao?"

Qingyun was watching the old man standing in the center.

"Go ahead."

The old man called Qian Lao smiled, then waved his hand and said, "Since it is tickle, then take the initiative to invite an unknown person."

"it is good."

Qingyun nodded immediately and turned to leave.

The three old men turned their heads and set their eyes on the ninth floor of the nine-story trial tower again.

...

The space of the trial tower on the ninth floor is smaller than that on the eighth floor.

However, when Fangqiu came alone, he still felt very empty.

Glanced.

Except for a futon in the center, there is nothing in the ninth tower.

"Longmen?"

After turning around, Fang Qiu finally fixed his gaze on a door.

On the top of this gate, the word "Dragon Gate" was written impressively.

Fangqiu stepped out.

Surprisingly discovered.

When he stepped out of the dragon gate, outside the dragon gate, a rainbow ladder built by energy suddenly appeared, which was connected to the ground below.

at this time.

Wei Jianzheng stood beside the Rainbow Ladder, looking at Wuming who had just walked out of the Dragon Gate with a surprised look.

"He really succeeded?"

Wei Jian was dumbfounded.

Although he knew that there were no normal trials in the trial tower, and there was only one trial that Wuming participated in, the quality of this one was definitely better than the nine trials in the trial tower. It's more difficult.

because.

What he faced was twelve swordsmen!

Facing this kind of trial, looking at the entire sword pavilion, few people can do it.

But nameless, he did it!

In other words, Wuming defeated the Twelve Swordsmen?

This, this... how is it possible?