Boil the heavens

When confronting the enemy, Yan Fei would subtly help them correct their sword paths. Back then, Yi Yun could control hundreds of long swords out of their sheaths and roar through the air. Yan Fei was naturally stronger. Not only was he stronger, but his control was also stronger. exquisite.

Fighting in person, experiencing the fine-tuned changes in the way of the sword, these Quanzhen disciples grow extremely fast during the fight.

Although there are many people on the other side, Yan Fei can support them at any time, and they have a formation bonus. Soon, the disciples of the magician's palace who were still clamoring just now were killed to the same number as Quanzhen.

"Quanzhen Sect...I didn't expect you to go deep into the grassland, but don't be too complacent. Now that you are here, it will not be so easy to leave!" After saying a harsh word and showing a weird smile, the leader-level The character died simply under Beidou's seven swords piercing the heart.

"Just now your cooperation is still quite poor. The cooperation between the Big Dipper and the Southern Dipper is not close. The transformation of life and death is rigid and rigid, without the slightest sense of nature. The four directions of the four elephants are not guarded. They have their own characteristics, but they should be fierce and invincible. You were afraid of getting hurt just now, so how can you bring out the essence of the four elephants to the extreme?" After the battle, Yan Fei pointed and criticized.

Thirty people are not random numbers, but specially selected by Yan Fei.

Over the years, Yan Fei has been studying the Tiangang Beidou Formation uninterruptedly, adding a lot based on his own ideas.

The master of Beidou Tiangang died, and there were seven people in total.

Nandou Disha master born, a total of seven people.

There are four sides in Sixiang Town, four people in each side, 16 people in total.

There were 30 people in total, they were carefully selected by Yan Fei to experiment with his Heavenly Zhou Sword Formation.

0090 Volatility

In a valley outside the Mongolian capital.

Yan Fei and the others were surrounded by disciples from the Magician's Palace.

"Your sense of smell is more sensitive than expected." Yan Fei said helplessly looking at Pang Qingyun, the new Lord of the Magician Palace standing far away.

"This is the grassland, not the chaotic frontier, let alone the Central Plains. This is our territory." Pang Qingyun, who is tall, with eagle eyes and tiger nose, red hair and red pupils, said coldly, "You people from the Central Plains are burning and killing people in the grassland. Looting, do you really think we don’t know? Do you really think we have nothing to do with you?”

"Tell you, the things you snatched before are the bait for catching you. Without those things, it would be really not easy to find you mice!"

"So what? You found me, and then you think you can kill me just by relying on these people?" Yan Fei smiled lightly, pointing to the strong bows and crossbows around the valley and the densely packed disciples of the magician's palace. It’s the same scene in Kublai Khan’s army, it’s quite bluffing, but unfortunately, it’s useless!”

"Then try it!"

Pang Qingyun didn't say much, and waved his hand, and the scene of thousands of arrows being fired that day reappeared.

"Sword array, kill!"

Thirty Quanzhen disciples instantly formed a sword formation, rushed up to the cliffs on both sides of the valley under Yan Fei's signal, and killed them.

The Magician's Palace didn't expect that they would not leave the valley entrance, and chose to break through on this steep slope. They were not prepared enough and were rushed up by the disciples.

However, this was only the first step to success. As soon as they rushed up, a group of warriors in heavy armor greeted them.

The armor of the Mongols is very simple, and even the most elite cavalry only have the front layer of breastplate, but the warriors in front of them are all black heavy armor, with inner armor and outer armor, three layers inside and outside, with extremely high defensive power, and the most important points The place is even more conjoined, except for a pair of eyes, almost the whole body is wrapped in this iron lump.

These are armored warriors specially created by Mongolia to target Jianghu masters. If they are fighting in Jianghu, these cumbersome guys will only be played badly by others, but in the case of fighting on the battlefield, these guys with extremely strong defense are indeed the nemesis of Jianghu masters.

Regardless of your sharp sword energy, penetrating finger strength, or the so-called blade palm strength, in front of this thick iron armor, the damage it can cause is very limited.

That day, Kublai Khan's army used these guys as the main body to surround and kill Yan Fei.

That is to say, Yan Fei entered the indestructible state of King Kong, with berserk power and sharp and delicate sword energy, which can accurately penetrate the opponent's eyes invisible, and this is the record of killing three thousand enemies.

If it was someone else who fought to the death, even if it was a master of Wujue's level back then, it would be pretty good if he could kill more than a hundred people.

No, when Quanzhen disciples encountered these iron armors, they instantly fell into a passive position.

ding ding dong....

Their swords slashed back and forth on the opponent's armor, but it was difficult to cause effective damage.

And surrounded by iron walls, your space for movement is gradually compressed. At the same time, the disciples of the magician's palace outside are always watching. Once you try to escape with light work, they will knock you back to the ground at all costs.

"Longevity Sword, your disciples and grandchildren will be killed soon, won't you save them?" Pang Qingyun looked at Yan Fei.

He really wants Yan Fei to save people, and saving people means consumption, so that when he does it, the chances of winning will be greater.

"Life and death are fate, it depends on their own good fortune." Smiling, Yan Fei said loudly to the Quanzhen people, "Life and death change, put it to death and then live again, remember this seat taught you the key, breaking through the desperate situation, this Sagittarius believes that you can master the Zhoutian Sword Formation!"

After shouting, Yan Fei rushed towards Pang Qingyun in an instant, "Capture the thief first and capture the king. If you kill you, everything will be over!"

The intent of the sword soars to the sky, fighting alone, of course, it is more efficient to use the sword, and the lethality is also higher.

The long sword is like a dragon, the sword energy turns into a dragon body and wraps around the body, and the rain of arrows clangs all over the sky, no one can get close.

"You can come and go freely in the rain of arrows all over the sky. It is indeed the world-famous longevity sword!" The disciples beside him wanted to go up and consume Yan Fei first, but they were stopped by Pang Qingyun.

"You don't look like an arrogant person. Now that you know the strength of this seat, you dare to fight alone. Where does your confidence come from?" Yan Fei looked at Pang Qingyun curiously, and Pang Qingyun didn't feel too strong to him. , at least the fluctuation of true energy is not enough to threaten him.

"Naturally, it comes from the strength of this seat!" Pang Qingyun, who had always been serious and solemn, suddenly chuckled, "I heard that the Longevity Sword has always been just one move against the enemy. Today, this seat has also prepared a move. Why don't we just use one move?" How about deciding the outcome?"

Raising his eyebrows, Yan Fei smiled and said, "Could it be that you have cultivated a sword for decades like Xiao Huazheng did? If so, I advise you not to make a move, it's meaningless!"

"If so, Pang would not dare to stand in front of the Longevity Sword."

As soon as the words fell, Pang Qingyun's body was filled with energy and blood, which turned into a wave of blood-red waves visible to the naked eye, rippling like water waves.

Perceived carefully, this is a very special kind of fluctuation, similar to sound waves, similar to spirit, and in the same vein as true qi, but they are all different from it.

As if sitting on pins and needles, as the fluctuation spread, Yan Fei felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Don't care so much anymore, he can't have reservations like when Kublai Khan was in the army camp, he must go all out, otherwise...

Yan Fei felt a breath of death that he had never felt before.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the natal sword qi carried qi and blood to integrate with it. The five elements in the body were reversed, and the most primitive innate qi was integrated into the natal sword qi, turning into strands of pure destruction and collapse. The sword qi was sharp, and this sword fully contained [-]% of Yan Fei's true qi.

Eighty percent of the true energy is the limit that Yan Fei can control the explosion at present.

As the practice deepens, the more he returns to the basics, the previous moves such as sword qi and dragon transformation seem powerful, but for Yan Fei today, it is only a matter of one sword.

The sharpness gathers at the tip of the sword and condenses into one.

The trinity of essence, energy and spirit is transformed into the purest sword intent without any impurities. This sword has only one meaning, and that is to stab, to pierce everything in front of you!

The original [Sword of Stabbing] is also the strongest sword!

"Before the sword comes out, I feel like my heart has been pierced. The sword of longevity cuts off longevity, and what I said is true!"

At this time, Pang Qingyun was already wrapped in blood-red fluctuations, and the fluctuations started from him, rippling endlessly, exuding a strong sense of death.

The death, the death of oneself, and the death of everything seemed to be gathered in this blood-red fluctuation.

"Back then, I got a remnant book of martial arts by chance, practiced according to the conjectures in it, and created my own martial arts "Taoxin Seed Demon". At the same time that he was out of school, Pang Qingyun had already made a move.