"Hissing" sounds endlessly, and large patches of mist evaporate.?
This is not ordinary water mist, but hot water vapor.
The fire rain in the sky was blocked by the water curtain and could not fall down again, and it was extinguished quickly at the speed seen by the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, the fire rain in the sky was completely poured by the water sprayed out by the Lishui Dragon Ball.
It was destroyed. Only a wisp of blue smoke remained in the air.
"How is this possible?"
The monk surnamed Jian was shocked and angry, and roared.
Xiao Fan raised his hand and raised his blue water curtain disappeared without a trace.
"Junior, what tricks are you playing?"
Xiao Fan looked at him calmly and said lightly: "Fellow Daoist Jian, do you have any tricks? Use them. If you delay any longer, you may have no time."
Lift your right hand gently.
Twenty-four green short swords suddenly appeared in the void around him. Under the bright sunlight, the blade of the sword was shining with green light, and the sword energy was imminent. As soon as the twenty-four green short swords appeared,
That is, a complex sword formation was formed and slowly cut towards the monk named Jian in the center.
At the same time, the second batch of twenty-four green dragon scales emerged again, and in a blink of an eye it turned into twenty-four green short swords, forming another equally complex sword formation, eager to try.
"Sword Formation?"
"Are you a sword cultivator?"
The monk surnamed Jian was shocked and shouted.
Sword cultivators are always the largest genre in the cultivation world. Whether it is the righteous sect or the evil demons and heretics, the number of sword cultivators is the largest. What makes people afraid of the sword cultivators the most is naturally the sword formations. Usually, the sword formations are composed of multiple people.
It was incredible that the junior in front of him had set up such a huge sword formation alone.
At the same time, the cultivator surnamed Jian believed that he could only barely do it, but he would never be able to control these flying swords into a complex sword formation.
Wouldn’t it be said that the power of the divine thoughts of the younger generation in front of him is even stronger than that of him?
Could it be that this person has concealed his true cultivation, but is actually a hidden master in the late stage?
The Dragon Scale Sword Formation originally had one hundred and eight flying swords, arranged into three layers of super sword formations inside and outside, connected by one. Once activated, it would go back and forth, with attacks one after another. It would never stop. Xiao
During the past two months, the sword formation was reorganized. The number of flying swords in each layer of sword formation was reduced to twenty-four, and the three-layer sword formation was used in total seventy-two sword formations.
Flying sword.
This is because, at the same time, it is difficult to control one hundred and eight flying swords to form a three-layer connected sword formation, even if Xiao Fan's divine consciousness is so strong. If you can't hold on for long, the divine consciousness will be powered.
Overdrawn occurs. When the life-and-death battle, the power of the divine mind is overdrawn. It is extremely dangerous. This means that your reaction speed will drop greatly, and you will become insensitive to everything around you and are very slow.
When masters fight, the difference between life and death is only between the front line.
Moreover, the sword formation is too large. It is not easy to control. The speed is extremely slow and there are many loopholes. When encountering a real master, it is difficult to make up for it.
Reduce the number of flying swords to 72. The power of the entire sword formation has been greatly weakened, but it is obviously much more convenient to control. The reaction is much more agile, and the most important thing is that Xiao Fan himself will not overdraw his divine consciousness.
While presiding over the sword formation, he still has the energy to take care of his surroundings and avoid being attacked by the enemy.
In addition to this set of seventy-two flying swords, Xiao Fan even set up a streamlined miniature sword formation, composed of thirty-six flying swords, each layer of twelve flying swords, a total of three layers.
It is a real cycle, never stopping. Once the sword formation is activated, the trapped enemy will be peeled off even if it does not die.
This miniature sword formation is intended to be used to deal with those difficult enemies but cannot allow him to run away and must fight quickly.
The super sword formation composed of 108 flying swords is so powerful. Xiao Fan estimated that if he practiced to the late stage of the Nascent Soul, he might be able to truly scale the dragon scales with his extremely powerful divine thought power.
The power of the sword formation is exerted, and now we will use this simplified version of the sword formation to control Ruyi more.
Even so, the appearance of these forty-eight flying swords is enough for the monk surnamed Jian to have a "successful" relationship.
"Junior, don't be crazy, so what about the sword formation?"
Seeing twenty-four flying swords rolling in, the monk surnamed Jian was so angry that he roared.
"rise!"
With an angry shout, the sleeves of the monk surnamed Jian shook, and rows of giant trees suddenly appeared around him, roaring towards twenty-four flying swords and attacking him.
At the same time, the monk named Jian turned his right hand and a small and weak sapling appeared in his palm. The monk named Jian pinched his left hand and muttered something in his mouth, and pure magic power was injected into the saplings.
The seedlings of the small tree grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In a blink of an eye, rows of giant trees collided with the dragon scale flying sword.
The sound of "hissing" continued. The giant wood of thick and thin embraced like paper. It was cut by the flying sword without any resistance. It turned into countless slender wood strips in a blink of an eye, flying everywhere.
A look of fear flashed across the face of the monk surnamed Jian, and suddenly he opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood squirted onto the slender tree.
The originally green tree suddenly lingered in blood. The crown trembled, and countless vines drilled out from the dark brown underground, turned into huge tentacles, and wrapped around twenty-four flying swords. At the same time, the small tree accelerated again.
The growth rate turned into a big tree that was thick and thick, and the thick roots plunged into the surface burned by the fire and spread wildly toward the ground.
The figure of the monk surnamed Jian disappeared without a trace, only in the middle of the tree trunk, revealing a human face, which was exactly the appearance of the monk surnamed Jian.
The speed of the flying sword was not cut too fast. The huge tentacles formed by the vines accurately grabbed all the twenty-four flying swords in their hands, and then turned into green tree vines, wrapping the flying sword tightly.
Above the flying sword, bursts of green lights burst out, and the "hissing" sounds continued. The vines wrapped around the flying sword were cut into countless debris in a blink of an eye. But these green vines were also strange and cut off.
One piece, another piece immediately grew, entangled with the flying sword, and would never allow it to escape.
The second wave of twenty-four flying swords rolled in again.
At this moment, the slender saplings had turned into a towering tree, with green eyes all over the eyes. On the huge crown, beautiful red flowers bloomed, looking extremely gorgeous.
Seeing the second wave of flying swords coming, the face of the monk Jian from the middle of the trunk flipped, and the red flowers blooming above the tree canopy suddenly flew up, turning into a rain of fire in the sky, Xiang Er
Fourteen flying swords rushed away, and the temperature around immediately became extremely hot.
The second wave of flying swords instantly fell into the sea of fire. The green light on the sword body was shining, and a cold coolness was released, and the rain of fire that was coming towards us was annihilated.
The face of the monk surnamed Jian showed a look of pride.
Although this sword formation is powerful, he is not a vegetarian, and he can resist it by himself.
"Fellow Daoist also has some means."
Xiao Fan smiled lightly, his expression was extremely relaxed, and raised his hand and made a light move.
In the void around the big tree, the third wave of twenty-four flying swords appeared again, with a shining light and a cold air rushing towards me.
"What?"
"Just kidding?"
The monk surnamed Jian was about to stare out his eyes.
This young man in the early stage of the Nascent Soul can actually control seventy-two flying swords at the same time?
This is too amazing!
"Fellow fellow Taoist!"
The monk surnamed Jian shouted.
"Are you a late-stage great monk who changed his appearance and came to joke with me on purpose?"
"Please forgive me for not recognizing it..."
At the same time, the seventy-two flying swords have exceeded the limit of the monk surnamed Jian. If you only control these flying swords to kill in the same direction, you can do it, but it will form such a complex sword array with three layers inside and three layers outside.
, if you cooperate with each other and have a smooth cycle, you will never be able to do it.
Although the cultivator surnamed Jian is not as powerful as the power of divine thought among the middle-level Nascent Soul cultivators of the same level, he is even at a lower level. However, Xiao Fan clearly only has the cultivation level of the early stage of Nascent Soul, how can the power of divine thought be able to be
More powerful than him? Unless a late-stage monk deliberately changed his appearance.
Xiao Fan smiled lightly, waved his right hand, pointed his two fingers in the middle of the food and the two fingers were like halberds, and pointed straight towards the monk surnamed Jian.
The speed of the third wave of twenty-four flying swords suddenly accelerated and he came to the monk surnamed Jian.
The monk surnamed Jian shouted, and the green tree shook suddenly, retracted its magical powers, and turned into a delicate sapling in a blink of an eye. It was in the void and the vines and fire rain that were fighting forty-eight flying swords in front of him.
It also disappeared in an instant. The monk surnamed Jian grabbed the sapling, shook his body and disappeared from the spot.
"Earth Escape Technique?"
Xiao Fan laughed.
This monk surnamed Jian really knows a lot of miscellaneous and charming things.
However, in front of Xiao Fan, it would be too naive to escape with the earth escape technique.
The next moment, the monk surnamed Jian screamed again in horror and suddenly emerged from the ground not far away, with a look of shock and anger on his face. The more embarrassed he was, the more embarrassed he would be.
Two feet to the left of the monk surnamed Jian, a head appeared, which looked like a lump of loess, but had eyes, nose, and even a mouth.
"What is this?"
"The puppet?"
The monk surnamed Jian screamed.
He is just practicing the earth escape technique, so how can he be the opponent of the earth demon puppet?
Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a look of surprise.
If you can recognize the nude puppet, this person's experience is quite extensive. After all, he is worthy of being a Nascent Soul monk from the capital Liangcheng, and has a wide range of knowledge.
Seventy-two flying swords gathered together, three layers inside and outside, forming a complete sword formation, trapping the monks surnamed Jian firmly in the center, causing them to be unable to emit, but the urgency of the monks surnamed Jian deeply penetrated the bone marrow of the monks surnamed Jian.
In the middle, the whole person couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Fellow Daoist, let's do it slowly..."
"Misunderstanding, all this is just a misunderstanding, fellow Taoists show mercy..."
For a moment, the monk surnamed Jian's face looked like earth and shouted in a trembling voice.
Looking at Xiao Fan's expression, he was both frightened and depressed.
What kind of monster is this?
He had such a terrifying cultivation level in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and he even carried a Nascent Soul-level puppet as a helper.
It's simply outrageous... (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!