I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

"Where is Ning Buruan hiding?"

This question has undoubtedly become something that all sword cultivators within the formation want to know.

Even if you want to trap people, it's time to come out now.

What does it mean to trap people like this and not show up?

But no matter how everyone searched, Ning Ruan still didn't come out.

Mu Yiqiu gave up.

He turned to look at the pair of senior brothers and sisters from Zhongzhou in front of him.

"Ruanhuidao Mu Yiqiu, please enlighten me. If I remember correctly, we haven't fought yet, right?"

Zi Ling, who was being stared at intensely, stood beside the young man, his face slightly pale, "You..."

"What am I? We haven't fought yet. I challenge you. Is it in line with the rules?"

Besides, it's rare to meet a genius like you from Zhongzhou. If I miss the opportunity to compete with you, I will definitely regret it. "Mu Yiqiu raised his chin slightly, his expression as proud as when he was in the square.

"Zhongzhou? They are actually from Zhongzhou? No wonder they are so strong."

As soon as the word "Zhongzhou" was spoken, the sword cultivators in Western Zhou Dynasty who were breaking the formation stopped their movements and looked over with surprise.

The genius from Zhongzhou actually came to their West Haizhou to grab a spot in the Sword Tower?

Only the little fat man watched his eyes, nose and heart, silently looking for the target he wanted to challenge next.

Zi Ling, who felt Western Zhou's strange gaze, felt embarrassed.

He immediately drew his long sword and prepared to step forward to challenge:

"Just hit me. Am I still afraid of you?"

however.

As soon as she took a step, she was stopped by the young man who was still adjusting her breath:

"Zi Ling, stop, surrender to fellow pastor."

"Senior brother, I don't believe she wasn't hurt at all just now. It's not like I haven't won the first level of the Six Realms. Why should I admit defeat?" Zi Ling gritted her teeth and retorted.

"Admit defeat." The young man's tone increased.

Probably due to the majesty of the young man, Zi Ling reluctantly squeezed out a few words towards Mu Yiqiu:

"I surrender."

"I thought we could have a fight. You gave up so quickly, and now you still want to compete with Ning Buruan?" Mu Yiqiu curled her lips with disdain.

Then he turned around and went to find the next target.

"..."

"Senior brother, why don't you let me fight her? Although I am only at the peak of the fifth realm, she must have been injured in a fight with you. It is not impossible for me to win."

Seeing Mu Yiqiu leave, Zi Ling couldn't bear it anymore and gritted her teeth and said.

The young man only raised his eyes and glanced at her, "You didn't. If you fight her, you will lose."

Zi Ling:......

"Zi Ling..." The young man couldn't help but sigh, "She is not an ordinary Six Realm you have ever encountered. Her talent for swordsmanship is even far above mine.

Sword Intent... It was difficult to comprehend even if it was above the Seventh Realm, but she did it.

Now I'm really starting to wonder about the person who is not soft and can be so respected by her. I'm afraid that the flying sword skill is also real, and it's not because of the use of sword control talismans. "

Zi Ling opened her mouth and wanted to refute.

But as a sword cultivator, she had to admit that neither sword intention nor flying sword skills under the Seventh Realm could be accomplished by ordinary geniuses.

It can only be described as a monster.

the other side.

Mu Yiqiu found another opponent.

Unfortunately, the opponent decisively admitted defeat before they even got a match.

Probably the scope of the sea area is getting smaller and smaller.

More and more monks appeared nearby.

I don’t know for what purpose.

In short, even though they knew that there were countless formations here, no one said a word to remind them.

"Do you know Ning Buruan? Where is she hiding?"

Mu Yiqiu suddenly came to the little fat man's side and asked unexpectedly.

Tang Yi played with the small sword in his palm and raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his slightly round face:

"Miss Ning and I are good friends who have known each other for a long time. How can I tell you her whereabouts?"

"Ning Buruan and I are not enemies." Mu Yiqiu stared.

Tang Yi blinked, then spread his hands and said:

"Unfortunately, I don't know either. These formations are a bit strange. She should be hiding in a certain formation. Maybe she is still watching us."

"..."

Do you need to say this?

Who doesn't know that Ning Buruan is hiding in the formation?

After listening to the nonsense, Mu Yiqiu took a deep breath and said word by word:

"Ruanhuidao Mu Yiqiu, please enlighten me."

"I give up." The little fat man responded happily, "I won't do anything that would hurt both sides with a beautiful girl."

Mu Yiqiu:......

Points have gone up.

But why are you still so angry?

……

The little fat man and Mu Yiqiu failed to fight, which made many sword cultivators who were paying attention to the news here feel a little disappointed.

But as more and more monks came closer, this disappointment soon disappeared.

midair.

It seems to have become a huge competition venue.

Countless sword cultivators drew their swords and took action.

There are also many swordsmen who choose to wait and see, preparing to find suitable targets and earn points.

The aftermath of the battle was too intense.

Not long after, another group of unlucky sword cultivators were attracted into the formation.

"What's going on? There are so many people gathering together?"

"Are they crazy? What if they all get together and are challenged before they can heal themselves after being injured?"

"..."

Countless questions emerged in everyone's mind.

There were also many monks who decisively chose to stay away after noticing the movement here.

In a trial with this kind of rules, people like them who are at the bottom of the pack get together, isn't it just to give others points?

But at this moment everyone started to retreat.

Only then did everyone realize something was wrong——

"No, there is a formation here and we are trapped!"

"What's going on? Who set up the formation?"

"..."

"Fellow Taoists, if you're here, don't leave. Let's just compete here."

Someone panicked.

Naturally, some people accepted the existence of the formation and looked for targets as if they were guests.

"..."

"Is Ning Buruan crazy? It's already this time and she still doesn't come out?"

Mu Yiqiu wasn't too interested in scoring points at this moment.

More than this, she wanted to ask that scary woman face to face what she wanted to do.

"It should be soon." Tang Fatty Yi thought for a moment and then said:

"Miss Ning has deployed a lot of formations and covers a wide area. But if too many people join the formation, it will give us an advantage... I don't think she is someone who would do such a thing."

"That's not necessarily true. Even the two people from Zhongzhou were injured due to wheel fighting and lost several games. Even if everyone is gathered together, no one can guarantee that they can win them all."

Mu Yiqiu curled her lips.

If we really talk about it, it is the woman Ning Buruan who is most likely to win in a row.

Only she has the kind of spiritual fruit that can heal injuries quickly.

And here...she also set up many formations...