Chapter 185 Half-step Sword King, Senior Brother Yan Wushen!
"Boohoo!"
The moment the eleventh sword puppet appeared, the entire sword puppet heavenly formation began to tremble violently.
Thousands of swords roar together!
In the Ten Thousand Sword Pond, brilliance appeared, and countless sword lights converged on the sword puppet.
The eleventh sword puppet was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance.
He has a solid figure and is wearing a blue gown. His eyes are no longer as empty and lifeless as those sword puppets before. Instead, they flash with a sharp look.
That's the sword's will!
"Half-step Sword King!"
In the small wooden house courtyard, everyone's eyes suddenly shrank.
This eleventh sword puppet's current realm has surpassed the sword master's perfection, and is only a little short of breaking through to the sword king.
This realm is already called the Half-Step Sword King!
"Hiss~!!"
The sound of breathing one after another suddenly came from everyone.
"The eleventh sword puppet is the Half-Step Sword King, wouldn't the twelve sword puppets be the sword king??"
A sword puppet at the level of a sword king...
This sword puppet formation is too terrifying!
You must know that there are no more than three sword kings in the entire Taiyan Dynasty.
One of them is the sloppy-looking master of the Kendo Academy next to him.
Many elders present knew how terrifying the strength of the master of the Kendo Academy was.
Don't look at this old man, he is drunk all day long and looks like he is drunk.
Back then, he was truly the most ruthless person in Wuji Academy.
Once, one man and one sword killed the entire Izumo Dynasty without even having the slightest bit of temper.
In the end, an old guy from the Izumo royal family interceded personally and then stopped.
And as the ultimate being at the Sword King level, how terrifying would the twelfth sword puppet be?
After reading this, everyone's mood suddenly became heavy.
I don’t dare to take a breath!
"Is this the eleventh sword puppet?"
Ye Wudao's eyes fell on the sword puppet and he frowned slightly.
At this moment, he felt that his body was locked by an invisible force, as if if he moved even half a minute, he would suffer a devastating blow the next moment.
"Half-step sword king? I want to see how strong this half-step sword king is!"
Ye Wudao's eyes burst out with intense light, not retreating but advancing.
With his momentum brewing to its peak, he swung the Taiyuan Sword and continued to kill the sword puppet.
Boom!
Boom, boom!
At this time, the eleventh sword puppet finally moved.
The steps moved lightly, and every time they took a step, everyone's heart seemed to have suffered a heavy blow.
Bang bang, bang bang.
A feeling of crushing momentum came from the eleventh sword puppet.
"kill!"
Ye Wudao gave a low drink.
In an instant, the two major sword skills of 'Drawing the Sword' and 'Thinking of Life and Death' were suddenly used!
Whoosh!
A heavy sword intent shot out from the Taiyuan Sword, and like a storm, it enveloped the sword puppet on the top of the mountain.
In an instant, a fierce battle began.
Ye Wudao and the eleventh sword puppet fought fiercely for dozens of moves, and they came back again and again.
Evenly matched!
However, everyone in the wooden house courtyard held their breath.
No one spoke!
Defeating the tenth sword puppet is the only record in three hundred years.
"Before, Senior Brother Yan Wushen of the Sword Academy only defeated the tenth sword puppet, right?"
Some people couldn't help but say.
Yan Wushen!
In the entire Wuji Academy, it is considered a taboo name and a mythical existence.
Today, the Kendo Academy has only two disciples.
One is the girl in green shirt, Nalan Fanxin.
This second person is the senior brother of the Kendo Academy, Yan Wushen!
"Will this guy become another Yan Wushen?"
Bei Yan, one of the "Four Wonders" of Wuji Academy, had deep fear in his eyes.
Looking at the entire academy, there were not many people who could truly make him feel threatened.
But Yan Wushen is different.
That is no longer a threat, but terrifying!
Even just mentioning this name gives people a chilling feeling.
"Can this guy really be on par with the senior senior brother of the past?"
The girl in green shirt couldn't help but look towards the formation.
Soon, everyone knew the answer.
boom!
With a loud bang from the formation, the battle finally came to an end.
A sword thrust out.
The eleventh sword puppet was destroyed!
"The eleventh sword puppet was also defeated...could it be said that this boy's talent is still higher than that of Yan Wushen?"
Everyone was already numb.
In the past, the senior brother of the Kendo Academy, Yan Wushen, only defeated ten sword puppets and passed the ten levels in the sword puppet Tianjue Formation.
And now, this new student has actually defeated eleven sword puppets.
Single-handedly shattered the myth of Yan Wushen's past.
And created new records and new myths??
"..."
"..."
At this point, no one spoke in the small courtyard of the wooden house.
Today is the day to witness a miracle.
"After defeating the eleventh sword puppet, can you go one step further and defeat the twelfth sword puppet?"
At this time, the sloppy old man's eyes sparkled.
Defeat the twelve sword puppets and completely destroy the sword puppets' sky-defying formation.
This is the Kendo Academy, something that has never happened in five hundred years!
Over the past five hundred years, countless swordsmanship geniuses and countless unparalleled talents have come to challenge.
But no one can reach this final step.
But now, Ye Wudao has done it!
At this moment, the sloppy old man's heart was trembling.
He fully hoped that Ye Wudao could continue his efforts and defeat the twelfth sword puppet.
Breaking the record of the Kendo Academy in the past five hundred years!
But at this time, Ye Wudao in the formation suddenly stopped.
"Um?"
Seeing this, the sloppy old man frowned deeply.
"Boy, are you unwilling to continue the challenge?"
The sloppy old man's voice soon reached the Jianpuppetian Jue Formation.
In the formation, Ye Wudao hesitated for a moment, then with a flash of light in his hand, he put the Taiyuan Sword into the storage ring.
"Defeating the eleventh sword puppet is enough."
Ye Wudao shook his head.
After that, he turned around and walked slowly down the long stone steps.
Wow!
In the small courtyard of the wooden house, other people were a little surprised when they saw this.
Is this the end?
"This twelfth sword puppet hasn't even appeared yet, so you just gave up?"
Some people couldn't help but say.
"Every tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. This new student knows how to give up when something is good."
Some people nodded in approval.
Of course, there are also some weird sounds.
"Why do you just give up when things are good? You clearly knew you couldn't beat him and you didn't want to embarrass yourself in public, so you just gave up decisively."
"Haha, no matter how bad he is, he has defeated eleven sword puppets in succession. You are so capable, why don't you try it yourself?"
"you……"
Everyone was talking a lot.
At this time, the sloppy old man's expression returned to normal, he waved his hand and suddenly spoke.
"It's a busy day today. I think you all have seen enough, so I'll call it a day and leave without seeing you off!"
boom!
Before he finished speaking, the sloppy old man waved his sleeves, and suddenly, the entire Hidden Sword Peak surged with tyrannical power, moving all the hundreds of onlookers on the field.