Chapter 993 Winning Strength

"No, my junior brother is in trouble again!"

Wen Ziyu had moved back several rows at this moment before sitting down and looking at the ring, his little face was immediately filled with worry.

Zheng Hongsheng also nodded and said, "The methods of Xianyin Pavilion are indeed amazing. This kind of sound attack is the most difficult to prevent. When the attack again, it will cause the opponent's cultivator to surge in blood and become restless, and the battle is unsustainable!"

"I don't know if my junior brother can get through this level!"

Just as everyone was worried, Zhao Yan's face became redder and redder. This sound attack was unprecedented before, and he didn't know how to prevent it!

Fortunately, Zhao Yan remembers that in his memory, there is a formation combination of the Xuan Lei Sword Formation, which can be used to fight sound attacks!

Therefore, at this critical moment, Zhao Yan slapped the storage cloth bag on his waist again, and shouted again, "Come out!"

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The cold light shone, and six more mysterious thunders were released!

"What! He actually has 12 Xuan Lei Flying Swords!" All the people who watched the battle were stunned.

Zhao Yan released six flying swords just now and it was quite enviable. You should know that each flying sword needs to be built, and it takes a lot of financial resources!

Zhao Yan actually released twelve exactly the same Xuan Lei Flying Swords, and each one was made very exquisitely and exquisitely. It seemed that it was not a low-end thing, but it seemed that it was consumed huge financial resources on it!

When these 12 Xuan Lei Flying Swords were released, they were all hung up in the air, with the tip of the sword facing upwards and the handle facing downwards, forming a circle around Zhao Yan's body!

Under the control of Zhao Yan's thoughts, these 12 Xuan Lei Flying Swords rotated rapidly, and soon formed a light curtain composed of flying swords. When the sword energy soared into the sky, the light curtain became denser and denser, spinning faster and faster. It seemed from a distance that Zhao Yan's body had disappeared!

I saw a pillar of sword energy that soared into the sky, which looked very majestic!

"My God! This is a sword formation!" The knowledgeable man present finally blurted out!

The Sword Valley of the Sword Valley has a lot of experience in refining swords and has great research on the sword formation. When Zhao Yan's sword formation showed its power, everyone nodded and said yes.

"This sword formation is powerful! And the formation formed is just for fighting sound attacks! It seems that the younger brother has a lot of research and experience in the sword formation! If you have the opportunity in the future, I can discuss and study it with him!"

The one who spoke was the eldest sister of Lingjian Tower. She also had a good sword formation in her hand, a Jindan stage sword formation, which was very powerful!

However, the senior sister's tone of speaking was no longer despised Zhao Yan at all, but wanted to discuss with Zhao Yan's peers!

Listening to the elder sister's speech in such respectful tone, Fang Qinghan, who was sitting among the crowd, couldn't help but look at Zhao Yan on the ring again. Looking at the white sword pillar soaring into the sky, she suddenly thought: If this scene happened before the younger brother retreated from me, would I still accept his retreat?

At the moment Fang Qinghan was drifting away, the situation on the ring had undergone a fundamental reversal!

The huge sword energy beam wrapped in Zhao Yan's body became thicker and thicker, and the area where the sword energy rotated was getting bigger and bigger, slowly moving towards Yin Bingling!

The three flying whistles that Yin Bingling had released before were now worthless and could not rush into the sword formation at all!

After Yin Bingling found that her sound attack could not work, she was suddenly a little fussy. She first threw out a lot of talismans!

However, under Zhao Yan's sword formation, these talismans did not play any role at all; she released several other sound attack methods, which were still difficult to work!

"No! Why does this kid have so many flying swords? This sword formation is too difficult to break!"

Yin Bingling kept patting the storage cloth bag on his waist with his hands, hoping to release some powerful means to resist Zhao Yan's sword formation!

However, no attack she released would work. In a blink of an eye, she could only retreat step by step and stood in the corner of the ring!

When Zhao Yan arrived here, he no longer used the defensive formation, but immediately moved his eyes, his eyes were extremely sharp, he raised his hand and shouted loudly, "Kill me!"

Suddenly, all the 12 Xuan Lei Flying Swords were changed to form and quickly slashed towards Yin Bingling from all directions!

Yin Bingling was already standing in the corner of the ring. Facing the Xuan Lei Flying Sword that was coming crazy, she looked pale and felt that there was nowhere to hide. She subconsciously took a step back, but stepped on a slash...

boom!

Yin Bingling, a female genius in the foundation-building stage of Xianyin Pavilion, was one of the six seeds that the chief disciples of the three major sects competed for. In this way, she fell directly from the ring to the ground, and a bang, causing a burst of laughter at the scene!

"In this battle, Xie Qingsheng of the Sword Valley, and Yin Bingling of the Xianyin Pavilion was defeated!"

When the Jindan Zhenjun sitting next to the ring announced without any emotion, a burst of shouts suddenly broke out in the stands around the ring.

"Victory! We have won!"

The monks in Sword Valley were all excited!

Although they were yelling to kill Zhao Yan, a spy, not long ago, they are already cheering for Zhao Yan!

Because Zhao Yan was confirmed to have no problem with his identity, and in this game, he helped Jian Gu win honor, they must cheer for Zhao Yan, which is also cheering for Jian Gu! At the same time, this is also cheering for themselves!

Zhao Yan is not one of the six seeds. As an ordinary disciple, being able to defeat the six seeds is the dream of most cultivators present!

So not only the young monks in the Sword Valley, but also the young monks from the other two sects cheered!

Zhao Yan walked off the field. This time, Zheng Hongsheng and the others rushed up immediately and congratulated Zhao Yan.

However, when Zhao Yan came to everyone, he clasped his fists and bowed deeply to Zheng Hongsheng and others. Then he said, "Dear brothers, I'm really sorry for hiding my cultivation before and deceived everyone! I hope you will give me a chance to reform!"

Zheng Hongsheng laughed and said, "What's the matter? As a cultivator, everyone has their own secrets! Especially some secret opportunities, secret treasures, and secret means! These are all secrets. If you take them out and tell others at will, you may die! So, I can understand you very much!"

When Zhao Yan heard this, he felt a little calmer.

Wen Ziyu said in annoyance, "Little Junior Brother, your cultivation is much higher than mine. What else do I call you in the future? Should I call you senior brother too? Then, the junior brother of the Broken Sword Tower is me again!"

Zhao Yan laughed and said, "It's okay! Although my cultivation level is higher than you, I entered the mountain gate later than you! Therefore, you still call me junior brother!"

"Haha!" Everyone laughed, "The little brother on the ninth floor of foundation building is interesting!"
Chapter completed!