Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 402

[Chapter 402: Stubbornness]

The Shangyin man was stunned for a moment, then looked closely, and saw that Princess Long was indeed attacked by the Fascinating Spiritual Scripture, and his body was swaying—but Mo Xinduo did not take the opportunity to attack, and the victory was decided in one fell swoop.

He was trapped in confusion behind the wall of sword light, and he shuttled left and right, but he couldn’t get rid of it at all!

“This is……”

“Arrangement of sword light?”

The seven sect masters were once again shocked.

Today, when martial arts critics came to touch the bottom of Abandoned Sword Villa, they were shocked again and again.

Even after the foreshadowing of the previous few people, each new martial arts still makes their hearts shake.

Before being attacked, Princess Long had already laid out a neat formation with sword light. Although it was difficult to control now, it still trapped the devil’s heart tightly!

The formation method is integrated into the sword method, which is an unexpected change.

“Roar–”

Mo Xinduo was short-tempered and good-natured. He wanted to forcefully rush out of the sword light formation, but was attacked by the formation, and he was hit by a sword in the shoulder and under the ribs.

The Shangyin people were in a hurry, “Be careful! Hold steady and don’t worry!”

No matter what, the Dragon County Lord has already been hit, as long as Mo Xinduo can persist in the sword formation for a short time, and when the Dragon County Lord can’t support it to the end, he will be able to win without a fight.

In such a hurry to attack, he was taken advantage of by others.

Shen Zhenyi smiled lightly and glanced at the Shangyin man.

The Shangyin people remembered that they had accused Shen Zhenyixiang of helping Princess Long just now, but in fact they didn’t do anything at all, but now it was their turn to give pointers outside the court, and they couldn’t help but blushed and shut up.

The devil’s heart won the master’s reminder, and hurry up to keep the door and stop rushing. But it didn’t help. The wall of light had always held him firmly, and there was no sign of dissipating at all.

Princess Long has already sat cross-legged and calmed down, so as to get rid of the influence of the fascination, but the formation of her swordsmanship, like a solidification, still has not dissipated.

“This… how long will this take?”

“Doesn’t it mean that with a single sword, a formation will be set up? How terrifying is this sword technique!”

“This is simply a breakthrough in formation!”

The people upstairs were whispering, and the people in the seven sects actually regretted it in their hearts. The exquisite martial arts of Abandoned Sword Villa are endless, and I don’t know how many people will covet!

Ge Zhongwu’s face was gloomy, and he stepped forward and said, “Shen San Gongzi, now that the demon heart has been captured by the disciple’s sword formation, and the disciple is also injured by the fascination, it is better to stop here, how about a draw?”

Shen Zhenyi was about to speak, when the county master Long suddenly stood up suddenly, his face pale but still proudly said: “Who said I was injured? What can I do? I’m fine, but if he breaks Without my sword formation, I will never get out!”

Princess Long is also a stubborn person at heart. He may be docile on the surface, but he is the type who will never admit defeat.

All the people in Abandoned Sword Villa had won before, how could she just get a tie?

Although her head was still a little dizzy, she still gritted her teeth.

Ge Zhongwu was speechless.

“Well, since that’s the case, this game is another victory for Abandoned Sword Villa. The sword of this formation is like a sword, which is really amazing.”

If there are a group of disciples who are familiar with this type of swordsmanship, they can set up a battle in an instant, and they will definitely take advantage of the battle.

Ge Zhongwu has the ambition to be arrogant, and he can’t help but be moved by it.

Although Shangyin felt a little ashamed, he wanted to go through the motions and get the qualification to contribute to martial arts, so he didn’t say much, just called Mo Xinduo to retire.

Mo Xinduo smiled bitterly and said, “Master, it’s not that I don’t want to retire, but I really can’t retire now!”

He only felt that the walls of light in all directions were squeezing him, and he used all his strength to support him so that he could remain the same. Whether he wanted to attack or retreat, he didn’t know where to start.

“waste!”

The Shangyin man snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves, trying to wipe away the wall of light surrounding Mo Xinduo and save him.

He originally thought that his cultivation realm was extremely high, and it should be easy to deal with this hastily deployed battle.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I exerted force, I felt a softness and energy involved, and my force turned out to be like a mud ox into the sea, and there was no response.

He was shocked, and quickly added another three-point force, only to hear those light walls creaking, shaking a few times, and then it shattered.

Mo Xinduo looked embarrassed and walked back behind Shang Yin.

——Shangyin people made two moves in a row, and most people would not notice, but the other six sect masters were masters of the same level as him, so they could see it naturally.

The formation formed by this sword light can actually block the third-level masters of the gods and human realm for such an instant?

Then this swordsmanship is even more amazing than I imagined!

Shen Zhenyi smiled but not, and summoned Princess Long to come back and stroked her head gently. The Dragon Princess only felt a burst of clarity in his mind, and the dizziness he had just now disappeared.

“Sometimes you don’t have to be strong. Your swordsmanship is much better than others. Whoever wins or loses will be seen by those with discerning eyes.”

He clapped his hands and asked Princess Long to rest aside, then looked at everyone, and said with a smile, “Next, who will try the sword?”

Of the seven people from Abandoned Sword Villa, four of them have already come out, and they have won all four battles. Only Zi Ningjun, Sword Hunter and Shen Zhenyi are left.

The next shot, I don’t know if it’s Zi Ningjun or a swordsman?

Ge Zhongwu was about to ask, but he saw the swordsman take a step forward, and said to Shen Zhenyi: “The martial arts of Abandoned Sword Villa really made me stunned, and my son’s guidance was like a slap in the face. I don’t think so. Report, just go forward and fight for the son!”

He stayed in Abandoned Sword Villa, and also received advice from Shen Zhenyi. Originally, he had always been in conflict in his heart. Now that he saw that the martial arts of Abandoned Sword Villa were mysterious, he couldn’t help but feel excited and excited.

——Anyway, fighting for the third son of Shen has nothing to do with his mission!

“Oh? The name of the swordsman is like thunder in Bawang City. Did you just join the Abandoned Sword Villa?” Pratt & Whitney said with a smile, “Then let my disciple see the mystery of the sword-seeking machine. Bar!”

In the wilderness of the Seven Wounds World, in the past few decades, the reputation of the swordsman has gradually increased.

Pratt & Whitney has heard of this name, so he will be designated for him.

This person’s cultivation is the second highest level of the god-human realm, which is stronger than most of Shen Zhenyi’s disciples, and perhaps the martial arts he has acquired will also be more advanced.

Fang Youdao stepped forward and bowed his hands to the swordsman, “I would like to see Xiongtai’s great tricks!”

Fang Zhizhi was apprehensive next to him, and secretly reminded: “Brother, be careful.”

The two of them are brothers, and both of them have learned the true inheritance of Miaoxian Lianzong, but Fang knows that the eldest brother is much stronger than himself.

But somehow, in the face of this strange swordsman, I still feel a sense of fear coming from the bottom of my heart.

Maybe it was because of the previous defeats that made him have a shadow in his heart. Fang knows to comfort himself.

But the swordsman’s next sentence brought his heart to his throat again.