Chapter 129 Liuhe Sword Formation

Hearing this sentence, Su Zimo looked calm, but the many disciples below were shocked and excited.

"Brother Feng is finally going to use the secret technique of Zongmen!"

"I heard that it is one of the three major secret techniques, "Essential Sword".

""Missioned Sword" is the most brilliant sword-fighting technique in the realm of our Great Zhou Dynasty, and I can finally see it today."

Most of the present were the trial disciples in the Five Peaks, and there was no chance to see the secret techniques of the sect on weekdays.

The old man frowned, looked at Wen Xuan and said solemnly, "I think this battle is over, it's counted as a draw."

In all fairness, if Feng Haoyu used the secret technique of the sect to defeat Su Zimo, he would have already lost.

Because normal trial disciples are not qualified to learn "Missioned Sword" at all.

Now the old man's proposal is a step back.

Wenxuan was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "We've reached this point, how can we convince the public if we can't decide the winner?"

"Wen Xuan, Feng Haoyu can't win this match, you're not reconciled, are you?" The old man was a little angry.

"Yes!"

Wen Xuan looked sideways at the old man and said, "You three teach Su Zimo to make pills, refine weapons, and pass on his sword formation. I don't care about these, but Feng Haoyu, as my disciple of Lingfeng, will never be on the battlefield. Can't lose! This is the glory of my Lingfeng!"

"You..." The old man hesitated.

Wenxuan waved his hand and said, "I can never be wrong. Haoyu is the future hope of the sect. After all, the inheritance of the sect does not depend on alchemy or weapon refining. Strength is the most important thing."

At this moment, on the spiritual battlefield, Su Zimo said a word, interrupting the dispute between the old man and Wen Xuan.

"Sect secret technique?"

Su Zimo smiled, shook his head and said, "Feng Haoyu, if this is your last resort, then you will lose this battle!"

The audience was amazed!

No one could imagine that in the face of the secret technique of the sect, Su Zimo could still say such a thing!

Is this looking down on the secret techniques of the sect, or is it looking down on Feng Haoyu?

Why is he Su Zimo?

"Hahaha!"

Feng Haoyu laughed and said, "Su Zimo, I don't think you know the power of the sect's secret technique, so you are talking madly here, and I will teach you how to be a man today!"

"disease!"

Feng Haoyu squeezed the sword art, and a trace of spiritual energy overflowed from his fingertips, pouring into the flying sword.

The body of the sword trembled unceasingly, piercing the void, and a series of afterimages appeared behind him, confusing the eyes and making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Seeing this scene, Wen Xuan nodded, a glimmer of admiration flashing in his eyes.

The young Hefa looked dignified and said solemnly: "'Missioned Sword' is divided into three layers. I didn't expect Feng Haoyu to understand the first layer of 'afterimage' so quickly."

"Haoyu is Feng Linggen originally, so he is most suitable for cultivating 'Miscellaneous Sword', otherwise I wouldn't let him learn the secret techniques of Zongmen in Qi Condensation Realm." Wen Xuan said lightly.

On the battlefield.

Su Zimo took back the three flying swords, hung them in front of him, and patted the storage bag with his palm. In the blink of an eye, there were three more flying swords.

Moreover, these three flying swords are also low-grade spiritual weapons!

The audience was in an uproar, dumbfounded.

Six low-grade flying swords!

For a Qi practitioner, this is simply unimaginable.

"This, this, what is this situation?"

"I'll go, how come there are three low-grade spirit tools in Su Zimo's place, this thing is so cheap now?"

Most of the monks had round eyes, wide mouths, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

Before Su Zimo sacrificed three low-grade flying swords, many disciples were jealous, but now he took out three more swords, and everyone couldn't stand it on the spot.

The trial disciples who had been in the sect for several years suddenly felt that they had been wasting all these years, and not a single low-grade spiritual weapon was mixed in. After they had been in the sect for less than a year, they directly obtained six pieces.

At this time, most of the sect disciples also gradually reacted.

These six almost identical flying swords could not have come from the sect's spirit tool pavilion.

The only possibility is that Su Zimo made it himself!

"It's incredible, I knew this earlier, it would have been better to get closer to Junior Brother Su, maybe we can also play with low-quality spirit tools."

"If I had six low-grade spiritual weapons, what kind of sword-fighting skills would I be learning? If I met an opponent, I would throw him in the face and smash him to death..."

"Don't talk nonsense, Senior Brother Feng is studying the secret technique of the sect, which can be resisted by smashing it with a spirit weapon."

The voices were full of people below, but the head of the five peaks did not say a word.

The bad old man frowned.

The six-handled low-grade spirit tools are powerful, but they are absolutely unable to resist the secret techniques of the sect.

The young Hefa noticed the worry in the old man's heart and comforted him: "Anyway, this kid's talent in crafting is really powerful. If you cultivate it well, it is very likely that he will be a blockbuster in the sect competition."

The implication of the young Hefa was to say that even if Su Zimo lost this match, it would not affect his status in the sect.

After all, the ruler is short, and the inch is long.

Su Zimo is good at refining weapons and alchemy, and Feng Haoyu is good at fighting and fighting, and the two have different advantages.

He didn't realize that Xuan Yi, who was sitting next to the young Hefa youth, was extremely nervous at this moment, staring at Su Zimo, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Just relying on six flying swords can't resist the secret techniques of the sect, but if..."

On the battlefield.

Feng Haoyu saw Su Zimo wielding six flying swords at the same time, his expression changed slightly, but he returned to his original state in an instant, and sneered: "Su Zimo, you are too naive! You thought that if you possessed six low-grade spiritual weapons, you would be able to Resist the sword in my hand?"

"go!"

A cold light flashed in Feng Haoyu's eyes, and with a light reprimand, the long sword swooped in, and the sword was stern, tearing the air in an instant, making a breathtaking sound of explosion!

Behind the long sword, a series of afterimages were pulled out, dazzling.

Su Zimo's expression was calm, and he waved his hands continuously to control the six flying swords in the air.

Swish swish!

The six flying swords shuttled and staggered in mid-air, leaving behind a trail of sword energy.

The Three Talents Sword Formation is a triangular sword formation.

The Liuhe Sword Formation is the evolutionary sword formation of the Three Talents Sword Formation. The two triangular sword formations are superimposed and fused together to form the corners of the six sword formations!

Whether it is defensive power or the benefit of killing, it has been greatly improved!

"what is this?"

"Hey, where have you seen this six-pointed star composed of flying swords?"

"This seems to be... the logo on the cuff of Xuan Yi's first seat!"

Everyone looked at Xuan Yi subconsciously.

At this time, Xuan Yi had already stood up, and with agitated mind, he nodded and said, "Okay, okay, okay! Liuhe Sword Formation, you really have practiced it!"

Unbelievable expressions also appeared on the faces of the other four peaks.

Among the sects, there is only one sword formation master, Xuan Yi.

And as a real person of Jindan, he naturally knows how difficult it is to become a sword formation master.

Xuan Yi has a six-pointed star tattooed on his cuff, which shows that he is also quite proud of it.

But now, the reappearance of the Liuhe sword formation came from the hands of a Qi practitioner, which surprised everyone!

Misty Peak, in the misty palace.

Sect Master Ling Yun moved in his heart, suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and whispered, "It's actually the Liuhe Sword Formation?"

In the sky above the formation peak, in the clouds and mist, the huge wings were looming, and a pair of eyes were silently watching the scene that happened on the spiritual battlefield.

"Hehe, this little guy, not bad, not bad."