A head of the Taishan Sword School, who has gone away with bad kung fu, sits in the hall at just "o'clock for most of the day, drinking tea and reading."
Feng Zikang was also patient, so he was distracted while cultivating quietly, staring at Liu Element tightly.
Huo Zhongguang was a little impatient, "Senior brother, when will we wait?"
” "Don't worry," Feng Zikang smiled.
"I think the head of the Taishan Sword Sect must be weird" He faintly felt that Liu Yuan's body had a similar aura to Huo Zhongguang.
The possibility that this head has been to the Demon Mansion of Dragon's Tooth Island, or the connection between the Taishan Sword Sect and this Demon Mansion, is even more imminent.
None of them were in a hurry, but some were in a hurry.
I only heard the click of the copper lock outside, it was the sound of unlocking, and then there was a squeak, the door was pushed open, and Liu Yue walked in proudly.
It's a pity that the scars on his face are like them, and he always looks lacking momentum.
"Hey, our head told you to take that monster beast to meet him!"
Feng Zikang spent most of the day staring at Liu Yuanyuan.
Of course, he knew that this head was completely unaware of his existence, and it was impossible for him to suddenly summon him at this time, thinking that they had found all the people and were ready to deal with him.
He was naturally not in a hurry, and when he stood up≡ Liu Yue nodded humbly, "Then ask Liu Daoyou to lead the way." ” Liu Yue snorted, led the way first, and took Feng Zikang through the back yard, bypassing a bamboo forest, passing through a courtyard, going out of the back door, and into a small forest.
Feng Zikang pretended to hesitate and paused, "Fellow Daoist, could it be that the head of your sect is in this remote place?"
” Liu Yue snorted, becoming more and more impatient, "You come with me and leave, don't ask more!"
” He and Wang Shang found a total of eighteen disciples of the Taishan Sword Sect headed by the two senior brothers Shen and Yun, promised a reward of fifty spirit stones, and laid down the eighteen sword formations of Mount Tai in the grove behind the sect, so as to kill them with one blow.
Liu Yue is the head behind him, he is also arrogant and domineering, and the senior brothers in the faction do not dare to provoke him, and Senior Brother Nayun often makes a name for the tiger.
To help him, Senior Brother Shen's cultivation in the generation of the Taishan Sword Sect is one of the best, and he has entered the late stage of qi induction, and under the temptation of Wang Shang to ask Toli, he also agreed to come forward.
Now these eighteen people are hiding in the woods, waving their eyes.
Feng Zikang just swept it, and then he knew it, and sneered in his heart.
But he didn't make a sound, and walked into a clearing in the grove with Liu Yue.
This was the center of the eighteen pan sword formation, and even if it was triggered, he could feel a chill and murderous aura that could not be hidden.
Liu Yue couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly took a few steps back.
Feng Zikang felt refreshed.
The chilling sword intent made him realize it again, and his heart was clear, and he deliberately did not move, making a puzzled look.
"Liu Daoyou, why don't you leave here?"
"Hmph∴" Liu Yue showed a cruel and cunning smile on his face, "because" He leaped backwards at a rapid pace, and the man was already three feet away!
"Because you're going to die!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw sky-high sword light surging in all directions, sweeping towards Feng Zikang!
The so-called eighteen pans of Mount Tai sword formation, is that the people of Aoki Road saw that the mountain road of Mount Tai was rugged, the mountain wall was like cutting, and the eighteen pan mountain road was fast around the mountain, just like a trapped dragon rope, the Taishan was tightly entangled, and the congregation realized the truth that complex changes are better than simple growth.
Created a way of swordsmanship, eighteen people together, can reproduce the eighteen plates to make way to lock Mount Tai's might!
Such a sword light was like a chain, and Feng Zikang was firmly wrapped inside.
Don't say he's just a casual cultivator.
Even if it is like Mount Tai, it can only bow down under this sword momentum!
"Good!"
Feng Zikang secretly praised a good word in his heart, the character of this disciple of the Taishan Sword Sect is not very good, this sword sword formation is still similar, he refines the starlight extinction supernatural power, the more he practices, the more he feels that it is unfathomable, and he wants to touch the analogy from other people's swordsmanship supernatural powers and seek understanding.
This Taishan eighteen pan sword array is a lock type with infinite power, and the principle of the sword contained in it makes him wake up like drinking, and his heart is happy and comfortable.
The body was motionless, but the iron sword shook slightly, forming a pale golden arc around the body.
"Boom!"
I only heard the sound of gold and iron, and the eighteen swords were wrapped together, in a circle, and the locks were very tight, but Feng Zikang was nowhere to be found.
Liu Yue was proud, and when he saw this inexplicable result.
But he was taken aback, how could this killing blow have no effect at all?
This, where did this man go?
Just when he was stunned, he heard someone around him applaud softly.
"Wonderful!
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These senior brothers practice the sword formation, and the power of one buckle is comparable to heaven and earth!
The Taishan Sword Sect really deserves its reputation!
” The man was carrying the little fox who was still snoring on his shoulder, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, it was not Feng Zikang or anyone!
Liu Yue's fright this time was not trivial, and his soul was scattered.
It's just that he kicked the iron plate today, this Feng Zikang pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and under such a fierce sword momentum, he could still escape with his life, so wouldn't he have to take his own life next?
The more Liu Yue thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he didn't dare to raise his head, walking like rain.
"Huh?
Liu Daoyou, why are you sweating so much?
” Feng Zikang patted him on the shoulder, making him tremble, but he just listened to the other party's words, but he was very peaceful, and there was no killing intent at all.
"You," you The eighteen-pan sword array was launched just now, didn't he feel careless at all?
How can you still be so polite?
"He, they" Liu Yue spoke incoherently, couldn't even speak clearly, and pointed to the eighteen senior brothers who were interlocking with sharp swords and couldn't withdraw for a while.
Speechless.
"Senior Brother Liu, did you take me to see someone from your sect demonstrate swordsmanship?
This sword array is so powerful, I admire it so much!
” "Perform, demonstrate?"
Liu Yue looked at it with a natural expression.
Feng Zikang, who was smiling slightly, looked at the senior brothers whose faces were flushed two or three feet away, and he was stunned for a while.
It stands to reason that this casual cultivator should not have the ability to get out so lightly in the sword formation lock, even if he is in the foundation building period, it is impossible!
It's difficult, could it be that the sword formation is guiding in the wrong direction, and the object of their sword is not Feng Zikang at all?
At this time, the eighteen Taishan disciples finally opened their swords with great difficulty, and their faces were gloomy, without saying a word, and they were the first three.
One is a king's robe, and the other is wearing a brocade robe.
The oldest is the oldest, and the other is wearing a dark silk robe, which in Feng Zikang's opinion, is the highest cultivation in this group.
The three of them naturally heard the conversation between Liu Yue and Feng Zikang just now, and they all looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
The so-called statement that the sword array is not aligned is really ridiculous.
Mo said that Feng Zikang was a living person, even if it was a fly, after being locked by Mount Tai's eighteen sword array qi machine, it was impossible for him to suddenly get out and deviate from the target.
But if they couldn't hurt a single hair of this mediocre-looking young man under the sneak attack with all their might, they themselves didn't want to believe it.
It's still Wang Shang's brain that turns fast, no matter what, he can't kill Feng Zikang with all his strength just now, and he may not be able to succeed if he makes another move, in this case, the first thing is to stabilize the situation with the rod.
"Oops!
Senior Brother Yue, why did you bring your fishy brother here?
A few of our brothers are practicing the sword formation, so that this brother will be entertained!
” "Ahh Liu Yue also reacted at this time, no matter what the reason was, in short, it was better to fool the past first.
"Yes, yes, I think Brother Feng is a casual cultivator, and he may not have so many fellow disciples, so he took it upon himself to bring him to watch the senior brothers cultivate the sword formation, to show the feelings of our fellow disciples of the Taishan Sword Sect, it came abruptly, don't blame you, senior brothers!"
At this time, all the disciples of Mount Tai also recovered from their dumbfounded state and were stiff together "It's no wonder, it's not weird, we're practicing the sword formation, and we're just trying to find a little junior brother for some advice!"
"This fishy and low-level brother is a friend of the junior brother?
Sure enough, it's a hero out of a young man, our eighteen-pan sword formation is not well cultivated, and I have to ask the fishy and low brother to mention it more."
Originally, the excuse they were looking for was that Feng Zikang peeked at the practice and killed it on the spot, but now that the problem cannot be eliminated on the spot, they naturally have to talk nonsense and greet them indiscriminately.
It turned out that Senior Brother Liu was joking with me, Feng Zikang smiled, "He also said that he asked me to come to see your master, which scared me in my heart, I didn't want to see such a wonderful sword formation, it's really a blessing!"
” Everyone laughed for a while, and introduced each other, it turned out that the man in the brocade robe was the so-called Senior Brother Yun, Xuanyi was the highest disciple, that is, Senior Brother Shen, and the rest of the people were all busy people, and Feng Zikang didn't bother to remember those many names.
Liu Yue saw that he would not be able to act today, and seeing that the senior brothers were speaking more and more porous, he was worried that he would be exposed, so he hurriedly urged Feng Zikang to go back first.
"Brother Feng, you have also seen this senior brother of our Taishan Sword Sect, but you still have to wait for the defect of our head of the sect for the matter of demon beasts, so I will go back, and I will go to see if the head of the sect has time to see you?"
In fact, he always uses this excuse.
I also feel bored, after all, the Taishan Sword Sect is not really a cultivation world Taishan Beidou.
The matter of people raising demon beasts is handled by their own masters, when will it be their turn to get their Tai faction?
In the past, he thought that Feng Zikang was a lowly and uninformed casual disciple, and it naturally didn't matter if he fooled around, but today's sword formation, although he was still confused, and he couldn't figure out Feng Zikang's true cultivation strength, but at least it added a bit of mysterious color, and at this time, he felt stiff and strange with such an excuse.
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Fortunately, Feng Zikang didn't bother with him, nodded in agreement, and followed him back to his temporary residence.
Seeing the two of them walk away, the eighteen Taishan disciples burst out together, their faces full of incredulity.
"Senior brother, what the hell is going on?
Obviously locked Hua Buzi?
” "Impossible, could it be that he is a hidden master?"
"Shit!
It is impossible for this son to have built a foundation in any case, even if he is a master of foundation building, how can he suddenly and inexplicably disappear in our eighteen sword formations?
” "Is it really the wrong lock?"
"Fart, Lao Tzu has been practicing this sword formation for decades, and he has never said that he can lock the wrong person" Wang Sheng frowned, and discussed in a low voice with Senior Brother Shen and Senior Brother Yun, but he didn't know the point, and he couldn't understand what was going on at that moment just now.
"Senior Brother Wang, what did the little junior brother provoke someone to come back, I look at this Feng or something, it's not simple!"
Feng Zikang has already gone far away.
But their discussion fell into their ears word by word, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile.