Extreme, the martial arts stairs are the place that surpasses the limits of warriors!
If you take your limits too much into consideration, you will be unable to break your limits in the end!
Su Junbao opened his eyes, stood up, and stepped in.
He was still not sure, but he wanted to take a chance!
Part of the flying light blade woven into an airtight net on the outside, no one can pass through it, and the remaining six or seven hundred light blades change in various forms and launch an attack on Su Junbao from all directions!
Sometimes it is a sword net that launches all-round attacks, making the warriors who break into the formation unable to defend and are tired of resisting. Sometimes it condenses into a sword river, with hundreds of light blades coming one after another, and the strength is stacked. Even if the warriors who break into the formation can block more than a dozen in front, they will be penetrated later. The attack intensity is extremely high, and it is continuous, once every five seconds, which greatly consumes the limited vitality of the formation.
Moreover, Su Junbao also discovered that as long as he left the Tai Chi round map with a radius of two meters, the sword formation would immediately attack him. There was no five-second rule, which meant that his real range of activity was only the Tai Chi round map with a radius of two meters. Only here can he get a chance to breathe, but as long as he could not find a way to break through the formation, it would be a matter of time before he died.
After several attempts, Su Junbao was a little familiar with the operation of this sword formation, but his situation became less and less good.
"Wow!"
Another sword river was bombarding towards him. Su Junbao used all his strength and used a skillful force to barely move the powerful sword river half a foot and pass by him. However, the steps under his feet were forced by Jianhe to stagger back a few steps and step on the Tai Chi round map half a step. As a result, two sword lights flew behind him. Su Junbao was unable to resist anymore, so he could only twist half of his body as much as possible and dodge slightly, but still left two bloody scars on his body.
Su Junbao stepped back to the Tai Chi round diagram in one step. Before he could check his injuries, he ushered in another stronger attack in two or three seconds.
As people under the steps watched, people had to sigh at the young man's martial arts attainments that exceeded his age limit. His control over the use of martial arts and power. Even many high-level semi-saints present were amazed. Although his cultivation was higher, in terms of martial arts attainments, they were far from reaching the other party's level.
People cannot imagine what limit he would reach if he grew up, but even so, many people still don’t like him now, because the other side is not right by them, but the sword formation left by a powerful man for thousands of years. There are very few people who can break through it for millions of years.
The situation he is showing now does not seem very optimistic.
Yue Nu pouted. She didn't understand what the man was doing now. It seemed very difficult. The fat man shook his little head in confusion, raised his little hands from time to time, and hummed a few times, not understanding why the power he injected was rejected.
This step is based on the current strength of the warrior. Unlike previous opponents, if the little fat man's power is injected, the opponent Su Junbao faces will immediately be upgraded. Here, she cannot help herself, and Su Junbao herself also wants to make a breakthrough in the real desperate situation!
The strangulation continued, Su Junbao frowned in the sword formation. He could barely defend it now, but the injuries on his body were getting heavier and heavier, and the clothes in many places were broken, revealing the bloody wounds inside.
"At most five rounds, he will die if he cannot break the formation!" Yan Yumeng said coldly, and his cold face could not tell what kind of expression it was.
This time, the Holy Book Goddess no longer made fun of her. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and even she could see the crisis of the situation. It was not a joke, but it was really related to life and death.
"Bang!"
Another sword river flowed by, and the black sword held by Su Junbao broke and turned into countless pieces. In the end, it was just a low-level spiritual sword that could no longer withstand this attack.
The people under the steps all exclaimed, and there was no sword in a swordsman. The consequences were imagined. Even if he wanted to change to another sword, it was too late.
From beginning to end, Su Junbao, who remained silent no matter what situation he encountered, suddenly let out a low shout, holding a broken sword with only the hilt of the sword in his hand, the sword intent condensed to the peak, and a golden sword energy extended from the hilt of the sword energy, and the sword energy transformed, and he condensed the sword energy in his body into a void sword!
The remaining light blades flowed by. Although Su Junbao temporarily condensed a sword energy and turned into a sword, he still couldn't resist it. All the sword energy was gradually blurred until it completely disappeared. One of Su Junbao's arms became bloody and drooped weakly, and gasped.
He is still alive, but in five seconds of short visits, Hua Wanzi tightened his heart. Anyone who is familiar with him knows that making this man shout out prove that he has really reached a desperate situation.
At this time, the entire Lingyue Peak fell into silence, and people were waiting for the next attack to arrive. This martial arts genius with extraordinary talent would die under the sword formation and be strangled to pieces.
There is no doubt that, the physical strength is extremely exhausted, the body has long become scarred, and it is broken, and the most important thing is that even the sword is broken.
At this time, Su Junbao suddenly became calm, and his face was not as panic and despair as people had imagined!
quiet!
There was only incredibly quiet. He glanced at the broken hilt in his hand. The sword had accompanied him to this day since he was ten years old and fulfilled its final duties, but Su Junbao didn't want it to die like this.
It was just a broken sword, but Su Junbao wanted to let it shine with its last dazzling light.
Only three or four seconds left for him. Su Junbao closed his eyes, raised the broken hilt in his hand, and stood it in front of his chest. People felt that the sword intent on his body was rising rapidly, stronger than any previous one. The sword intent soared into the sky, which was not a magnificent that a Nascent Soul Realm warrior could have!
"What a great little guy, Jian Chen, his sword intent is several times stronger than you in the same period. What do you think?"
In a spiritual temple floating in the clouds, an old man with white beard looked at the movements on Lingyue Peak from afar, turned around and asked the young man standing beside him.
Both of them were focused on the martial arts steps, and they watched here from when they did not know when, and the people below could not detect their existence.
The old man was old, but his eyes were as sharp as a handle. He was undoubtedly the strongest man in Shenxiao Palace today, the Supreme Elder Dongyue Sword Master. The young man standing next to him was undoubtedly Jian Chen, the sword genius recruited by Dongyue Sword Master ten years ago.
He was tall and stood beside Dongyue Sword Master, and he was as vertical as a sharp sword soaring into the sky.