The old guy Min Baxian has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks like a hero and credible, but he is also very capable of telling lies with his eyes open.

Xiang Yang also noticed one thing. Speaking of the evil sword, the people in Nanxiang seemed to be no surprise. Not only those important and powerful figures, but also ordinary people seemed to have learned some information about this sword.

"That's right, Young Master Xiang, you have been kind to Nanxiang in the past, and Zhuang is also very grateful. If you come to my Nanxiang as a guest, we will welcome you with both hands, but if it's to steal the sword from Nanxiang, then we will forgive us for being rude."

Zhuang Wei and Min Baxian stood side by side. They were friends for many years, with the same heart and aura, as if they were the tip of a knife. The other two masters made swords, and in Xiang Yang's spiritual perception, they became a stern magic sword aimed at him.

Of course, for Xiang Yang, who has now practiced martial arts to the peak of his acquired skills, it is actually not a threat. What really makes his hair stand up was a familiar sharp aura in the magical intention, with murderous intent in tyranny, and bloody in evil intentions, but evil.

Xiang Yang frowned and took a step forward, as if he had entered another world. The sword air filled between heaven and earth came like a locust, rippling on his protective energy of the sky. If he took a step back, the wind would disappear, as if nothing happened.

"It's another big array, or is it a good idea to use Quexie as the array eye. This group of people who practice demon swords are used as a change. The combination of the dead array and the living array is so powerful. How could they have such attainments to cultivate such a big array? Can they still use Quexie?"

Xiang Yang has long been absent from Wu Xia Ameng, and after the small formation of Ye Dao, three fish and dragons, they have their own understanding of the two formations of life and death. It is obvious that the people in Nanxiang have now trained the entire village into a large formation. In less than two years, what happened?

"No wonder I have the confidence to be on the debt, but I want to be ignorant of me?"

No longer hesitated, as soon as the black boots stepped on, a crack wide of foot cracked from under his feet, and the cracks in the earth extended towards Nanxiang ahead, becoming bigger and bigger, as if a giant beast with a big mouth was about to swallow the entire village in one bite.

This move uses the power of the life-chasing leg technique and the extremely strong true energy of the wedding dress. With the sprinkling, there is almost the power to break the earth. With this move, it shows that Xiang Yang's martial arts at this time have surpassed the ordinary acquired cognition.

"So brave, take the knife."

Min Baxian and others were on guard against Xiang Yang early in the morning. When they saw the opponent's attack with such a sharp and domineering attack, they shouted in horror.

More than 20 people all used their strength to exert their swords. When they waved their arms, they were neatly and phantoms were heavy. In an instant, a long black sword appeared in front of the entrance of Nanxiang Village. One knife slashed underground, and the crack that had spread more than three meters wide came to an abrupt end.

This sword is composed of the thoughts of everyone, the true energy, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and is fundamentally the spiritual nature of evil.

However, after one knife, the two of them blew their mouths and their eyes were messy and their expressions were ferocious. They turned to attack the people beside them, but were knocked unconscious by the person who had already prepared.

"There is no perfect formation in the world. To use evil, you have to pay the corresponding price. The entire village of Nanxiang has become a demon. This is to drag the entire village to guard an evil sword that you can never use. Why bother?"

Xiang Yang's eyes were moved. He still didn't understand what the people in Nanxiang were thinking. The formation was 10% higher. Although the combat power of the entire Nanxiang rose sharply and even he could withstand one or two, the price was too high.

"People have the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance. Perhaps it is because evil has infinitely amplified their three poisons and has lost the rationality and judgment of ordinary people."

Xiang Yang's eyes were as calm as water, and his expression was calm. He had to sacrifice two people every time he resisted him. After ten times, how many people would they be left?

Min Baxian and others obviously thought of this, and the violent aura on their faces became stronger. They used the sword again, but not defense, but to kill Xiang Yang, the condensed black sword aura slashed with an aura that destroyed everything.

This sword energy is the condensed true energy of the mind, spiritual energy, spontaneous spiritual energy, twists and turns, and can chase people's traces. Xiang Yang avoids it sideways, and the sword energy swirls back and is invisible.

With a wave of his hand hidden in his sleeve, a ball of red true energy condensed into the palm of his palm and burst out, colliding with the black knife air in the air. The black and red light shone in an interlaced manner, exploding like the thunder of the sky.

Xiang Yang leaned down at a forty-five degrees to the ground, and withdrew with force, his body was like floating fluffy, without any damage. On the other hand, three people behind Min Baxian and Zhuang Wei in Nanxiang were retaliated by the formation, which was both fierce and evil, and was stunned.

To be fair, the power of the Nanxiang Formation has exceeded that of acquired. After all, being able to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is no longer a acquired category. If any acquired person is replaced, it is afraid that it will be difficult to match. It is normal to be dismembered with a single knife.

Only Xiang Yang's skill and martial arts are no longer acceptable. In the level of the Great Zhou Shenguan Sect judging the acquired masters, it can be regarded as the transcendence in transcendence, and the most powerful among the strongest. The power of their formation can only be guaranteed for a moment, but it is difficult to prosper forever.

After all, the formation is still difficult to belong to its own great power. If you borrow external objects, you will be less stable than to cultivate yourself. This is the difference between the side and the authentic one. Nanxiang sword is arbitrary, and Xiang Yang is upright, which means crushing with the strength of the general trend.

After this sword, a hint of loneliness and liberation flashed across the faces of Min Baxian and Zhuang Wei at the same time. Xiang Yang was so strong that even if they used ten more swords, they would only consume the family's vitality. Moreover, with the backlash of the magic sword, the power of the formation would only become weaker and weaker.

"Hengsha, I will leave Nanxiang to you in the future. We must conquer the evil and not let our efforts down."

Min Baxian and Zhuang Wei looked at each other, grabbed the camera with four hands, sucked Min Hengsha behind him into the middle, and pressed the back, and the rolling true energy poured into Min Hengsha's body.

For a moment, Min Hengsha and the other two walked high above the ground, and the strong wind and energy scattered around. The rest of them watched this scene frantically and prayed secretly in their hearts.

Nanxiang has passed down a mental method from generation to generation, with the same clan and origin. Min Hengsha has devoted all his life to the two families and trained for several years. The pain and torture he has experienced are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Spirit, will, body, and its own foundation are all the top in Nanxiang. Min Hengsha is the only one who can withstand the skills of two people nearly a hundred years.

Min Baxian and Zhuang Wei sacrificed themselves to help Min Hengsha. If the initiation is successful, Min Hengsha will become the best among the acquired people. Of course, nearly a hundred years of skill will definitely be depleted. Even so, in terms of skill, he will be afraid that he will find a rival in the acquired world, and compared with Xiang Yang, he will be slightly inferior.

If Zhuang Ai is the highest sword path in Nanxiang, then Min Hengsha, who inherited the skills of Min Baxian and Zhuang Wei, is the highest skill in Nanxiang, surpassing the ancestors of all generations.

The only disadvantage is that it takes a long time to slowly and slowly smooth out the skills that do not belong to him and use them for himself. This is also a trivial defect accompanied by the huge benefits of the initiation.

Xiang Yang took a few steps closer and looked at this scene. He knew that Min Baxian and Zhuang Wei had given up on the formation and placed their hopes on Min Hengsha, hoping that he could defeat him dignifiedly.

It has to be said that the people in Nanxiang are worthy of the family that has inherited the magic sword for generations. They are decisive enough to defend the formation to the death. They are now seeking to survive in death and their choice is completely correct.

Since he has reached this point, he will give the other party a chance to complete this transmission.
Chapter completed!