Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1171: Sixth Sense

Because Jian Xiaoyao suddenly took three steps to the right at that moment.

Just three simple steps.

But it happened to step on a 'gap' in the formation.

The operation of the formation froze slightly.

Lin Beichen's figure appeared at a distance of 30 meters from Cang Jingkong from 50 meters away.

The divine weapon [Feng Yin]'s sure-kill attack naturally failed.

Coincidence?

Or in the state of closing the five senses, did he find the 'gap' in the formation?

Cang Jingkong was shocked.

The next moment, the formation began to evolve again.

The fleeting 'gap' disappears.

Lin Beichen was once again trapped in the formation.

Cang Jingkong didn't move on the spot, but when he thought about it, the artifact [Wind Song] was suspended in the air, turned around, and slashed at Lin Beichen again.

The air waves are like water, and they are cut apart in an instant.

People whose five senses are closed cannot sense the slightest change in the outside world.

The murderous intent descended on the ground.

But at this moment, Lin Beichen moved again.

He took three steps back.

In the next moment, the figure flickered and disappeared.

The artifact [Wind Song] hit the afterimage left in place.

Lin Beichen's real body, after a disillusionment, moved forward another ten meters, and came to an area twenty meters away from Cang Jingkong.

What's going on?

Cang Jingkong was shocked.

This time, Jian Xiaoyao once again found the fleeting 'gap' in the formation, and was able to avoid the sure kill.

If the first time was a coincidence, then the second time must not be explained by coincidence.

Could it be that he has found the mystery of how the formation works?

Cang Jingkong had a thought.

Phew.

[Wind Yin] The knife was quickly withdrawn and hovered above her head.

Sau Guang is like a waterfall, pouring down layer by layer, protecting her.

At the same time, in the surrounding white mist formation, wind needles condensed again, and shot towards Lin Beichen slowly in all directions.

Since it couldn't be effective with one blow, Cang Jingkong decided to take a more secure approach, slowly consuming and killing the opponent.

Thin needles, invisible to the naked eye and unable to be grasped by divine power, pierced Lin Beichen's body continuously.

Blood rush.

Looks like a humanoid blood spray can.

The smell of blood is in the air.

This picture is shocking to watch.

Lin Beichen suddenly took six steps to the right.

The body is disillusioned.

When it reappeared, it was ten meters away from Cang Jingkong.

Yes.

He once again found the 'gap' in the operation of the formation.

He is constantly approaching the 'eye of the formation'.

It was Cang Jingkong who presided over the formation.

To break the formation, you need to kill the formation master.

When the master of the formation dies, the formation is destroyed.

This is the iron law of all formations, whether it is the Xuanwen formation or the Shinto formation.

A sense of foreboding emerged in Cang Jingkong's heart.

Things were out of his control.

The situation is dangerous in time and space.

What she can't understand is that Jian Xiaoyao has been deprived of his five senses and is a useless person in the formation, so why can he find the fleeting 'gap' in the operation of the formation?

Is it because of the sixth sense?

I have to admit that in this world, some people have a terrifying sixth sense.

Especially after depriving the five senses, it is easier for some geniuses to enter the state of clarification with nothing and no self, thus greatly improving the sixth sense.

This Jian Xiaoyao is really a monster.

"Then I'll seal your sixth sense as well."

A look of sharp determination appeared on Cang Jingkong's face.

She slapped her left chest with a backhand.

Poof.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The left hand quickly sketched in the void.

Following the guidance of the fingers, the blood continued to draw six strange symbols of divine power in the air, ancient and profound, as if they were words that did not belong to this world.

"Use my blood as a medium to communicate with the world, conform to the principles of the Tao, the ancestor of the formation, and display the supernatural powers... Go."

Cang Jingkong drank in a low voice, and chanting the incantation, his slender jade palm suddenly pushed towards the six big characters.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi.

Six light rings.

The handwriting was shot into the formation.

Suddenly, the white mist in the formation became thicker and tumbling.

At this point, the formation was finally forcibly raised by her in a short period of time to a state where she could deprive those trapped in the formation of their sixth sense.

"Sixth sense, deprivation."

Cang Jingkong drank out the cruel sound like an ice cube.

I saw Lin Beichen in the formation, his body trembled slightly, and then became a little stiff.

On Cang Jingkong's somewhat pale face, there was a hint of a smile.

It is done.

"The sixth sense has been taken away, let me see how you can find the 'gap' of the formation."

She breathed a sigh of relief, and activated the artifact [Wind Song] again.

The blade, which was as bright as silver, flashed densely packed Shinto runes frantically again.

"The legend of the great devil is over."

"It's over."

The smile on Cang Jingkong's face became clearer.

…

"It's over."

Seeing this scene, Pan Duoqing showed regret on his face: "This trash died in the hands of Cang Jingkong, it's a pity I can't kill him with my own hands."

After a pause, the smile on his face became cold and sharp.

"However, there are still his relatives and friends, hehe, I want to kill them one by one in front of Jian Xiaoyao's corpse, and send them to reunite with him underground. Only in this way can I relieve the hatred in my heart."

…

"It's over."

In the central temple, God Cangzhu also came to a conclusion.

Trapped in the [Maze of Chaos Senses and Illusions], and with his six senses blocked, facing Cang Jingkong who is holding the divine tool [Wind Yin], Jian Xiaoyao's defeat is set.

Theoretically speaking, there is one last possibility to turn defeat into victory.

But that's only in theory.

…

"It's over."

Master Wujiu spoke slowly.

The magician and the magician are of the same origin, and he can see that Lin Beichen at this time has become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in the formation.

The six senses are blocked by the seal, and the only way to detect the opponent is the divine sense.

However, Cang Jingkong, who is holding the [Wind Song] artifact, will never reveal any fluctuations in his spiritual consciousness to give his opponent a loophole - this is the most basic cultivation of a magician.

There was a trace of schadenfreude on the face of the old priest Wu Jiu.

Jian Xiaoyao's death was something he wished for.

The little apprentice puts all her thoughts on Jian Xiaoyao, and her cultivation attitude is extremely improper. If Jian Xiaoyao's death can stimulate her to devote herself to spiritual cultivation, that would be great news.

…

"Your Majesty, Jian Xiaoyao is going to die."

The eyes of the barefoot girl in black robe are shining.

Lord Lord Lan had a faint smile on his face, noncommittal.

"Your Majesty thinks that Lin Beichen still has a chance of winning?"

The black-robed girl caught something from Lord Lan's expression, and asked tentatively.

"Maybe."

Lord Lan stared at the void mirror without taking his eyes off it.

…

…

Inside the array.

Lin Beichen has never experienced this feeling.

It was as if he had returned to his mother's womb.

No, it is even more 'empty' than the amniotic fluid of the mother's fetus.

No top, no bottom, no left, no right, no high, no low...

No time.

No space.

All the ways to perceive the outside world are deprived by the seal.

There was only one voice, which sounded clearly in his mind and acted on his soul.

It is the voice of the smart voice assistant.

"Ten meters away from the target, please take one step forward in the current direction, then turn right one step, and then one step forward..."