The strongest master in history

Lin Yuanjian felt very satisfied after seeing Song Zhisheng's performance: "It's right, it's right, it's just to have this kind of momentum..."

When he said these words, he didn't deliberately hide it from anyone, he said it very loudly, and even clapped his hands.

Yan Wanqing's brows suddenly frowned. He originally regarded Song Zhisheng as the most difficult target today, but looking at Lin Yuanjian behind him, it seems that he is not a simple person...

The other four elders of the Divine Sword Sect obviously had the same idea, and they all looked at Lin Yuanjian cautiously and hostilely.

Seeing how could Lin Yuan see the anxiety of these people, he quickly waved his hands and laughed loudly: "You don't have to look at me like that, I won't interfere or help him, if you have the ability to kill him, just kill him." Beat him to death."

As soon as Song Zhisheng heard that Lin Yuanjian would not intervene, he immediately felt even more excited. He also wanted a chance to prove himself...

What kind of nonsense God Sword Sect, they must all be beaten up today, and then they will be trampled under their feet.

Let them understand that Liuyunzong is not easy to bully!

Yan Wanqing was also angry, knowing that there was absolutely no possibility of good things in this matter: "Douhuang, right? So what about Douhuang? If you dare to bully my Divine Sword Sect, I am not a vegetarian!"

"The four elders listened to the order and formed the eight sword formations! Today, kill the emperor and protect the sect!"

In an instant, a tyrannical saber aura permeated the audience, and several strong murderous intentions locked Song Zhisheng!
The four elders each occupy a position, surrounding Song Zhisheng, while Yan Wanqing is in the middle, echoing the four elders.

Yan Wanqing said proudly: "Boy, we have only used the Heavenly Saber Bajue Formation three times so far, and these three times were all to deal with the Dou Huang. Two Dou Emperors died in our formation. One Dou Huang was seriously injured! So even if you are Dou Huang, you can't leave today unscathed!"

There is naturally a reason why the Divine Sword Sect can exist for so long.

And the Heavenly Sword Eight Jue Formation is a key to the survival of the Divine Sword Sect!
Relying on this Heavenly Sword Eight Jue Formation, the Divine Sword Sect has defeated many powerful enemies and achieved a great reputation...

Lin Yuanjian was also surrounded by the formation, but he didn't panic at all. The saber energy around him had no effect on him at all.

However, Song Zhisheng wants to circulate the dou qi to cover the surface of his body, but resists the erosion of those saber qi!

The careful Yan Wanqing naturally noticed this, and his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinprick.

What level of powerhouse is it that can be so calm in the Heavenly Knife Eight Jue Formation?
What is the origin of this Song Zhisheng and this mysterious young man?How could he possess such terrifying strength?

Yan Wanqing's mind was in a daze, he couldn't think of an answer, and he felt an inexplicable fear...

The messy mind caused some flaws in the formation.

It's a pity that Song Zhisheng didn't have any attainments in the formation, otherwise he would definitely seize this opportunity to destroy the Heavenly Sword Eight Jue Formation!
However, the current strength of Song Zhisheng Douhuang is not overwhelming, surpassing a level of realm will give him a huge advantage in the battle!

Even if Yan Wanqing and others have the assistance of the formation, they are still at a disadvantage!
Moreover, the power that Lin Yuanjian lent to Song Zhisheng is so simple?Ordinary Douhuang, that is simply not comparable...

"Heavenly Saber Bajue Formation? I, Song Zhisheng, will blow up your formation today!" Song Zhisheng fell into a very excited state. With such a powerful strength, he couldn't wait to vent it!
And Yan Wanqing and others are the best targets to vent...

"Look at the trick!" Song Zhisheng yelled very gracefully, and rushed towards Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing's face changed, and he immediately took a defensive posture, and the four elders also transferred the defensive power of the formation to his side.

Because what Yan Wanqing was going to face was a Dou Huang powerhouse, it was very difficult to fight head-on, and only with the help of the power of the Heavenly Knife Eight Jue Formation could it be stopped.

However, Song Zhisheng's next move surprised Yan Wanqing.

It turned out that Song Zhisheng just made a feint to confuse him on purpose, then turned around and attacked one of the elders of the Divine Sword Sect!
The tyrannical fighting spirit was like a violent whip, whipping towards the elder's body fiercely!

Boom!The fighting spirit was slapped on the ground, shaking a ravine ten feet wide.

The elder of the Divine Sword Sect who was lucky enough to escape was about to urinate. This is really a brush with death. If he hadn't reacted quickly just now and changed his position in advance, then he is probably already dead now. Seriously wounded lying on the ground, dying.

Song Zhisheng's first strike made Yan Wanqing terrified.

This seemed to be just a random blow from Song Zhisheng, and its power was not inferior to that of ordinary Dou Huang who used martial arts!
This guy is so terrifying!
However, they cannot retreat, otherwise, where is the dignity of the Divine Sword Sect?

So Yan Wanqing gritted his teeth and shouted, "Change!"

In the entire Heavenly Knife Eight Jue array, it suddenly became even more murderous!
The momentum of the formation has become several times stronger!
Song Zhisheng showed no signs of timidity, and attacked again!

His attacks are really irregular, and sometimes he makes noises, and his tactics are not real. After dozens of rounds, Yan Wanqing and others are exhausted...

Two of the elders had already been injured by Song Zhisheng!

Although they are also using formations to defend, but Song Zhisheng's attack seems to have its own armor penetration property, and hitting people is very painful...

Gradually, even Yan Wanqing felt a little unbearable.

In the end, Yan Wanqing actually took the initiative to soften his mouth: "Song Zhisheng, you have to forgive others and forgive others. The suzerain recognizes your ability... As the saying goes, keep a line of life, so that we can meet each other in the future, and you will bring back all the craftsmen you want. How about we both stop talking and make peace?"

"I haven't had enough fun yet!" Song Zhisheng's words made Yan Wanqing's face change again.

"Don't eat and drink a toast!"

"Changing the last round, Heavenly Saber Bajue Nirvana Seven Kills!"

"Yes, suzerain!" The four elders nodded without hesitation.

This Nirvana Seven Kills is the most powerful formation technique among the Heavenly Sword Eight Jue, once it is used, even the Dou Huang will be beheaded!

They knew that Yan Wanqing was murderous.

"Sovereign, this son is so terrifying, we must not keep it, everyone will do our best later! Don't keep your hands!"

Feeling the formation that became more and more terrifying, Song Zhisheng was a little nervous. After all, it was borrowed strength. It took courage for him to face these.