True Martial World Chapter 1089: Test Sword Formation

"It is the ancestral sword of Qingchi!"

"It's Qingchi's ancestor, I'm seeing it for the first time!"

The ancestral sword of Qingchi is the treasure of the town school of the Qingchi sword school. Usually, it is controlled by the head or the elder of the Supreme Master. Of course, ordinary disciples have no chance to see it, namely core disciples like Jian Xiaoshuang and Jian Fenghong I have the chance to see it and even use it.

Jian Xiaoshuang and Jian Fenghong have all tried the Qingchi ancestors. Jian Fenghong did not perform very well when using Qingchi ancestors, which is not as easy as his master sword.

Jian Xiaoshuang is not the same. Jian Xiaoshuang can be so valued by Jian Wufeng at a young age, mainly because Qingchi's ancestral sword is more in Jian Xiaoshuang's hand than in Jian Wufeng's hand. Get ahead.

This makes the sword difficult and a little uncomfortable. His two apprentices were completely compared by the two apprentices. This is destined that the next generation of Qingchi ancestral sword will still be passed to Jian Xiaoshuang.

Of course, even if the sword is not easy, even if you are upset, you still know the general situation, and you won't do too much for the Qingchi ancestor.

"Yiyun Xiaoyou, this Qingchi ancestor, borrow your test sword, this Qingchi ancestor is sealed with a powerful power, and it can not be used unless it is a sword sword."

Jiang Wufeng said, Qingchi Zujian flew up and shot at Yi Yun!

"Pop!"

Yi Yun grasped the sword handle steadily, Qingchi ancestor started, Yi Yun immediately felt an indescribable sense of recklessness.

There is no doubt that this is a peerless sword, but faintly, Yi Yun feels a bit of regret from the sword body, it seems that the sword has suffered heavy damage.

"This sword ..."

Yi Yun groaned slightly. He faintly felt that the sword had an unusual origin, but it was a town-like thing of the Qingchi sword school, and naturally Yi Yun would not think too much.

The ancestral sword of Qingchi was in his hand, Yi Yun felt the sword in his body, and then surged.

"Yi Yun, you, there is a test sword array on this sword sword platform. This test sword array was discovered by an ancient relic in Qingchi Sword School, and it was repaired by the masters of the past. It's a subtle array. "

"The test sword array can be hosted by one or more people. It can be regarded as an examiner. The sword meaning and rules learned by the host of the matrix method can be perfectly projected on the point of a sword by the matrix method, using the sword's avatar. In combat, one has the same formation power, and the avatars have the same strength, which is absolutely fair. The second is that they can perform the most powerful kendo without worrying about injury. "

Jian Wufeng introduced Shi Jiantai, and only allowed Yi Yun to show his sword skills. He couldn't see the power. He must have an opponent.

"Then, the host of this sword array ..." Jian Wufeng was originally trying to assign who to host the sword array, and Jian Fenghong already stepped forward and said: "Uncle Master, the disciples are willing to host Try the sword array. "

"Oh?"

Jian Wufeng looked at Jian Fenghong and tried the power of the sword array. It depends on the host ’s kendo and rules to comprehend. It has nothing to do with cultivation.

Jian Fenghong has repaired his sword for more than four hundred years. His achievements in kendo are pretty good, but he can act as a host.

"Yes."

Jian Wufeng promised to come down.

Along with this, he waved his hand, and two nine-star sword stands appeared on the edge of the sword stand. The sword stands were covered with inscriptions, and nine swords were inserted around it.

Jian Fenghong looked at Jiuxing Jiantai and looked at Yi Yun again, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

People are jealous. Jianfeng Hong is not a low-quality person, but in front of his admired little teacher, the head of Qingchi praised a young man younger than himself. As long as Jian Fenghong is not a saint, he will feel more or less uncomfortable in his heart.

This is a great opportunity for Shi Jiantai. He wants to frustrate Yi Yun's spirit.

Jian Fenghong took out his two-handed sword and stood on the Jiuxing sword platform in this way. He looked at Yi Yun and said, "Go to the sword platform, take out all your strength, don't blame me for bullying me. Young, since you are so valued by the head teacher, you are always a little capable, and I will not show mercy. "

"I don't need a sword stand." Yi Yun simply responded with two words, which made Jian Fenghong frown, "What?"

"I'm still used to fighting with my own hands." Yi Yun talked directly to the center of Shijiantai.

"Fight in person?"

Jian Fenghong frowns, warriors compete with each other, unless there is a big difference in strength, such as Yi Yun and Jian Xiaoshuang, you can easily separate the victory and defeat when Yi Yun controls the power of the sword. Trying to make a difference is likely to hurt one side.

Jian Fenghong uses the sword's avatar, and Yi Yun himself plays. Jian Fenghong will not be injured even if he loses, but Yi Yun is different. If he was injured by Sword Qi, lie down for ten and a half months It is not impossible.

"You fight in person, I want to accompany you, but my cultivation is far superior to you, and the foundation is deeper than you. Fighting in person, it is difficult for me to suppress cultivation exactly like you. cultivation is equal to you, absolutely fair. I warn you, I wo n’t keep my hand, do n’t blame me if you are seriously injured. "

In response to Yi Yun's carelessness, Jian Fenghong was upset, and he planned to make Yi Yun suffer a bit.

The next moment, Bai Guang shrouded, and Jian Fenghong's figure disappeared into it, disappearing.

At the same time, around Yi Yun, those disciples of the Qingchi Sword who were only a few dozen feet away suddenly seemed to be pulled away, leaving only a rice-sized figure in the field of vision, which originally stood on the sword. The same is true of the smooth stone wall in front of the platform. For a while, Yi Yun became empty.

On the open sword guard stage, a figure appeared. This is the clone formed by Sword Qi, Correct sword Fenghong.

All the disciples of the Qingchi sword school are watching this scene. Jian Fenghong presides over the power of the sword formation. The disciples present are all fresh in memory. After all, Jian Fenghong is a master. Little, coupled with his sternness, I don't know how many people have been tortured to death on the Sword Stand, that is, Sister Xiaoshuang will come to power and get all kinds of care.

"Where's your sword? I'm going to make a move!" Before Jian Fenghong issued his sword, he reminded Yi Yun of his confidence.

Yi Yun has no momentum at this time. The warriors must fight against each other, and they must first set the momentum to put themselves in the best fighting state. Sometimes, it is only by the momentum that they can distinguish between victory and defeat.

Yi Yun didn't accumulate momentum. His subsequent attacks are naturally much worse than accumulation.

"It's my business not to accumulate momentum. You control so much. I have practiced martial arts for so many years and rarely fight with my opponents of the same level. Why fight against an opponent of the same level?"

In the past few decades, Yi Yun and Xi Wu have no idea how many times they have fought over the leap. However, he seldom fights with cultivation-equivalent opponents. The reason is that there are not a few between the levels. Let Yi Yun call his opponent.