Chapter 305: Those who learn martial arts don't mess with the immortals
The sword formation is an extremely ancient and complex martial arts system in China. It has extremely strict requirements for practitioners. It not only requires sufficient understanding of the sword, but also requires strong mental power.
The sword technique of the sword formation was lost a long time ago. Ou Mufeng by chance obtained a broken book of the sword formation. This should have been a third-level sword formation that could control up to dozens of flying swords, but unfortunately it was just a broken book.
Ou Mufeng deduced it for decades before he completed part of it.
After hard practice and hard work during the Chinese New Year, Ou Mufeng understood the secret of this sword formation and restored the long-lost sword formation to the ancient martial arts world in China.
The power exerted by each sword in the sword formation is almost equivalent to its own full strength. In other words, Ou Mufeng, who has learned the Four Divine Sword Formation, is enough to draw against four middle-level masters in the God Transformation Realm, and there is no second middle-level master in the God Transformation Realm in this world.
Therefore, he is a living myth in the ancient martial arts world. Even the Yanhuang president Long Pill is slightly inferior to him. Invincible is his synonym.
Although he had been away from the battle formation for a long time, he was much more skillful than when he was fighting with Long Zi last time. Even if Yan Huang once again attacked Langya Mountain, Ou Mufeng was not afraid!
But he didn't expect that Fang Jueyu could actually use the sword formation, and he could use hundreds of flying swords at one move!
This feeling is like you have practiced hard for a hundred years and have mastered peerless martial arts. When you enter the world and want to help the weak and do a hero to create a career with justice, you suddenly find that everyone knows this peerless martial arts. What kind of depressing mood is this?
Only a sword formation above level four can control hundreds of flying swords. Ou Mufeng studied a second-level sword formation for more than 30 years before he could fully master it. Does he have expert guidance? And why does a young man at the age of twenty have such huge mental power?
Forget it if you have a high martial arts level, and forgot it if you have strong mental power. But each of them is an innate weapon, and there are no more than a hundred innate weapons in the entire ancient martial arts world. Where did you come from?
He didn't know that in Xiao Yi's storage space, there were almost mountains of weapons piled up. His ancestors had learned the art of refining weapons. In their eyes, these innate weapons were almost just broken copper and iron for practice, and they were not worth anything at all!
Ou Mufeng was speechless when he looked at the sword formation in the sky, and even his hands and feet were trembling slightly. Even if he lived for more than two hundred years and had seen strong winds and waves, he had never seen such a scene before.
"No, he is the innate realm. Even if the sword formation is strong, it may not be my opponent!" Ou Mufeng drove out his unwilling mood just now. The gap in their realm was too big, even so big that martial arts were not enough to make up for such a huge gap, so he had not lost yet!
If this so-called ancient martial arts could be captured alive, they would not only threaten Yan Huang at one time, but he would even have the chance to obtain the cultivation map of the high-level sword formation from Fang Jueyu, and his powerful secret!
Thinking of this, a strong sense of greed and excitement appeared in his eyes, and the phantom of the four gods floating above his head became clearer again.
"Look at me to break your sword formation!" A roar came out from the void, and four swords followed the phantom of the ferocious beast towards Fang Jueyu's flying sword formation.
"Hmph, ignorance!" Fang Jueyu smiled coldly. Although he was only in the middle stage of Qianyuan, even the masters in the Heavenly Realm might not be his opponent. The remaining gap was completely enough to make up for this fourth-level sword formation.
"The Great Thousand Sword Formation!" Fang Jueyu moved his finger, as if he had ordered the generals of thousands of troops to strangle the hundreds of flying swords towards Ou Mufeng.
The Four Divine Sword Formation was extremely fierce. Even though Fang Jueyu's sword formation was even louder than him, the sharp sword energy was constantly bombarding the flying swords.
Unfortunately, this picture seemed like a mayfly shaking a tree. His attacks were enough to smash a small mountain every time, but Fang Jueyu's sword formation remained motionless under this stormy attack.
"Come on, don't continue to show off your second-level small sword-breaking formation in front of me." Fang Jueyu shook his head. He even underestimated the power of his Great Thousand Sword Formation.
"Host, don't be too slow. It's too hard for you to control the fourth-level sword formation with this little mental power. Hurry up and solve him!" Xiao Yi reminded.
"I'll go, I almost forgot!" Fang Jueyu almost fell into a coma due to overdrawing his mental power when he first learned the Great Thousand Sword Formation. Although he is already much more skillful, he cannot use it for a long time.
Shaking his head, he felt a little dizzy.
"The Great Thousand Sword Formation, time and space strangle!" Fang Jueyu no longer wasted his time, and the sword formation flying all over the sky began to bloom with light blue light, as if it was brewing some offensive.
"Break it for me!"
"Swoosh swish swish!" Countless sword lights fell from the sky like meteor showers. This sword light is not just a sword energy, but even contains a kind of strangling power.
The originally extremely ferocious phantom of the Four Gods was suddenly hit and shaking, and his body immediately became dim.
"Crack!" Ou Mufeng's four innate weapons broke one after another, and were even shattered by the dense sword lights.
"Body Protecting Sword Light!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Ou Mufeng immediately used his strongest defensive martial arts, but the golden light shield was densely covered with cracks in less than five seconds.
Even Ou Mufeng was so embarrassed, let alone other warriors. The warriors who were still standing on the side of the Ancient Martial Arts Association screamed in a short time. Fang Jueyu did not kill him, only injured him and not killed him, because he had promised the leader to retain the power of China.
"Crack!" Ou Mufeng's protective sword light finally shattered, and his body was swallowed by the sword light in an instant, and his body was covered in blood.
"Soon!" Hundreds of flying swords were inserted around Ou Mufeng's body, as if imprisoning him in it.
Fang Jueyu exhaled a breath of turbid air and stuffed a handful of pills. He almost hollowed out the energy on his body in just over ten seconds. After a few breaths, his breathing became extremely stable again.
The entire mountain gate was silent, especially Sun Xinghe. His face looked extremely pale. No one could have thought that the warrior who was regarded as a martial arts myth was defeated like this? And it was a complete defeat!
"How is that possible..." Ou Mufeng sat on the ground weakly. He was defeated with one blow, and his opponent was a person who had never heard of a name.
It is already unheard of to have this state at the age of 20, and he has mastered such a powerful sword formation! This feeling is as if they come from two different worlds and have no comparison at all!
He, Ou Mufeng, has become famous for a hundred years, and his pride has been shattered.
"Hey, you lost," Fang Jueyu said, "Do you think you lost incredibly and hard to understand?"
Ou Mufeng raised his head weakly and looked at Fang Jueyu with confusion. Indeed, his failure was too unacceptable.
Chapter completed!