Yu Bai did not find Zong Ming Yan. This made him slightly disappointed. He noticed that there was a golden armored guard nearby. He recognized that it was a seal soldier. Outsiders might not know that Zuo Mo had challenged Ling Ying Sect, but in Dong Fu, it had spread like wildfire. Zuo Mo earning a seal soldier was naturally one of the important points. Yu Bai had heard of it.
Just then, he heard Xiao Guo's innocent voice.
Possessing such a wondrous sword scripture, possessing such a talented disciple, Wu Kong Sword Sect was unstoppable.
"Does he want to build a cave there?" Tao Zhu Er looked as if she had seen a ghost. "This, this, this …"
At the top of the main peak, all the other mountains were small. Occasionally, a few white clouds would hover around the mountainside.
Only those Golden Core experts with discerning eyes could keenly capture the doubt that occasionally flashed through his eyes. This was the chaos and instability of the Heart Turning Sword Intent Stage.
"What a disgrace …"
At this moment, Wei Sheng was like the blazing sun in the sky, releasing an incomparably dazzling light. All the other contestants were like the stars beside the sun, all dim and without light.
Gu Rong Ping steeled his heart!
He had never imagined that someone from the younger generation would be able to defeat him. Maybe there was, but it definitely shouldn't be in Sky Moon Jie.
Zuo Mo felt the shaking of the ground and raised his head. However, due to the cover of the trees, he could not see Nan Men Yang's figure.
[Void Sword Scripture] had always been a sore point in his heart. Now that it had reappeared, he was extremely excited. The four of them were skilled and famous in the Yao Hunt, but they were willing to hide in Dong Fu. There was only one reason, that was to inherit the flame. Right now, he didn't just have a genius disciple like Wei Sheng with a limitless future. [Void Sword Scripture] had also seen the light of day again. His chest was agitated and he couldn't control himself.
The [Heart Lake Sword Technique] that he cultivated was a secret technique of the Heart Lake Sword Sect, and it was ranked among the fifth grade. Could it be that the level of the opponent's sword technique was even higher than Heart Lake Sword Technique?
Wei Sheng's sword moves were incorporeal and intangible, coming and going without a trace. What made him want to vomit blood the most was the other party's sword intent! He could clearly feel the piercingly cold and solid Sword Intent, but when he parried it, it was as if he had struck thin air. It was as if the sword intent was an illusion and not a real thing. But if he didn't do anything about it, there would definitely be countless holes on his body.
Nan Men Yang, the most eye-catching grassroots xiuzhe of this Sword Test Conference. This burly man was extremely talented. The second-grade "Vajra Tactics" and the second-grade "Mountain Breaker Sword" were combined in his hands, and their power was astonishing. Since he didn't belong to any sect, he quickly became an unpolished jade that all the sects coveted. The price that each sect offered him continued to rise. It was reported that Gu Rong Ping had represented Heart Lake Sword Sect to send an invitation. Other than that, almost all the large sects had given him the same treatment.
Gu Rong Ping had never had such a hard time fighting.
He wiped his sweat and started to set up the most important part of this formation group — the [Skyring Moon Chime Formation]!
He was only twenty-four years old this year. His future was limitless.
Yu Bai shook his head. He wasn't interested in Zuo Mo. Even though the other had displayed outstanding talent, but bullying a zhuji xiuzhe, Yu Bai still disdained to do such a thing. Also, Master had a good relationship with Wu Kong Sword Sect. He didn't want to destroy this good relationship.
The other's sword essence was really too strange, it was out of the norm!
Zuo Mo spat on his palm and picked up the large metal hammer. Channeling [Vajra Profound Sutra], he heavily hammered the metal nails into the ground. A total of nine large metal nails were hammered into the ground by Zuo Mo according to specific positions, forming the shape of a formation. After hammering, Zuo Mo didn't wipe his sweat. He solemnly stood in the center of the formation, his ten fingers flying as he spat out a string of rapid syllables.
He was even considering if there was a chance, if he had the chance, he should help Zuo Mo.
The serene blue light started to spread from the nine metal nails. In the blink of an eye, with Zuo Mo as the center, a radius of thirty zhang was dyed in blue light.
Gu Rong Ping gritted his teeth, staring at Wei Sheng, the presence of his sword even stronger.
Pei Yuan Ran felt his vision darken, and he almost fainted.
Zuo Mo suddenly shouted, "Freeze!"
Impossible! A little sect in the corner of the mountains, how could they have a sword scripture over fifth-grade?
Pei Yuan Ran's eyes stared dazedly into the distance, his lips trembling as he murmured, "Master, this disciple didn't fail … …"
Not everyone's eyes were focused on Wei Sheng and Gu Rong Ping. Some people were watching Zuo Mo's every move.
After muttering a few words, he continued his work.
After taking care of the ground defense, what he needed to take care of next was the air defense.
Since he couldn't figure it out, then he wouldn't!
No one had thought that Wei Sheng's performance would be so strong. Purely in terms of cultivation, Wei Sheng would win without a doubt. However, in a real battle, it didn't mean that whoever had a higher cultivation would definitely win. However, even if Wei Sheng lost this fight, no one would doubt his strength. Even if Gu Rong Ping won, the title of the strongest in the younger generation of Sky Moon Jie would still be Wei Sheng's.
But very quickly, he didn't have the leisure to think about this problem because he saw a strong opponent. A large male holding a door-sized gigantic sword took heavy steps, step by step, as he neared. The other had already found him. Yu Bai could feel that the other's presence was quickly rising with each step.
"Zuo Shidi's way of thinking … …" Li Ying Feng's face flushed red before she managed to squeeze out a word, "Really unique!"
"Why do you say that Shixiong is embarrassing? Shixiong's formation, it looks very powerful! "
An unknown person had suddenly snatched away his halo, and it was done in front of everyone's eyes. A thread of hatred flashed through Gu Rong Ping's eyes, the presence of his sword becoming even more vicious.
His steps were extremely large, firm and heavy, causing people to unconsciously have the illusion that they were rumbling over.
Shi Feng Rong's face was black, "When I come back, I definitely need to take care of this bastard! He really has lost all of our Wu Kong Sword Sect's face! "
The spreading blue light instantly stopped. It first brightened and then disappeared.
The cold light in Xin Yan's eyes was like countless blades dancing, a patch of blade lights flashing. His voice seemed to come from the depths of ice, so cold it made people's hearts tremble, "I need to tell him what a sword xiu is!"
A three chi long metal nail, flowing with a clear blue light. It was faintly discernible that the formation patterns covered the body of the nail.
Who was Wei Sheng? Where was Wu Kong Sword Sect? A few months ago, who would have known?
[Void Sword Scripture], this long lost sword scripture, finally appeared in his hands. Even Pei Yuan Ran and the others couldn't take their eyes off it. And the shock the experts watching the battle received was unparalleled!
The battle between Wei Sheng and Gu Rong Ping quickly reached its climax.
Sixth-grade sword scripture, it was without a doubt the number one sword scripture in Sky Moon Jie!
Such a situation, everyone understood that Wu Kong Sword Sect would definitely become the number one sect in Sky Moon Jie!
Luckily, there was still Wei Sheng. He comforted himself.
Pei Yuan Ran felt his entire body shake. Looking at the mirage, Zuo Mo continued to work on his formation, without any intentions of stopping, anger rose to his throat. His old face was the color of a pig's liver, his fingers trembling.
But the elders watching shook their heads and sighed. Gu Rong Ping's Heart Lake Sword was about the heart being like a clear lake, clear and without ripples. But right now, Gu Rong Ping's sword presence was filled with viciousness and sharpness, completely different from the lightness and emptiness of before. Even though the power seemed to have increased, but in reality, it had fallen behind.
Zuo Mo dispersed the ling power on his hands, sitting on his butt on the ground, panting heavily. Oh my, this [Nine Metal Earth Formation] wasn't of a high grade, but it used up a lot of ling power. [Nine Metal Earth Formation] was a second-grade formation. It only had one use, to make the earth within the range of the formation as hard as metal, to prevent enemies skilled in moving through the earth from attacking from underground.
Gu Rong Ping was very clear about this so his expression was very ugly, unprecedentedly ugly.
Xin Yan didn't have the attention to speak. He widened his eyes, staring unblinkingly at Wei Sheng.
Gu Rong Ping felt extremely uncomfortable.
He hadn't thought that Zuo Mo would be so close to him.
Facing Gu Rong Ping's peerlessly sharp sword presence, Wei Sheng didn't feel any fear. Square face and thick eyebrows, compared to Gu Rong Ping's handsomeness and elegance, it was miles apart. Yet at this time, the calm square face had a different kind of charm.
Some of the elders and sect leaders took the chance to teach the disciples beside them what was Heart Turn Sword Essence.
At the place where the Wu Kong Sword Sect disciples were gathered, everyone's expressions became extremely strange.
Hu Shan's face was also gaping. He woodenly shook his head, "Don't know … …"
"Our sect's [Void Sword Scripture] is as wondrous as expected!" Compared to the anger he felt from watching Zuo Mo, Yan Le's eyebrows were dancing as he watched Wei Sheng's fight.
Zuo Mo didn't know what was happening. All of his attention was on the formation in front of him.
Hearing this, the expressions of the disciples at the side became even stranger.
Nan Men Yang was the tallest and brawniest xiuzhe in this Sect Test Conference. His height of one zhang made him look like a little mountain that could move. The muscles on his body were strong and powerful, the hard lines like they had been carved by knives and axes. The exposed muscles on his body gave off the faint gold light unique to [Vajra Scripture], filled with a suffocating pressure.
Wei Sheng, whose condition had been unstable, losing against Gu Rong Ping wasn't unexpected. Yet Gu Rong Ping's mind was unbalanced and did not pose enough of a threat to Wei Sheng. What Wei Sheng relied on was [Void Sword Scripture]!
"What does he want to do?" Yan Ming Zi asked Hu Shan dazedly.
Some of the more active people started to think that after this Sword Test Conference, they should reconnect with this sect that had appeared out of nowhere. Other people, like the sect leader of Ling Ying Sect, had terrible expressions. If Wu Kong Sword Sect had been a power that could not be ignored before, then the present Wu Kong Sword Sect had entered the ranks of the top sects in Sky Moon Jie. Ling Ying Sect had already lost the right to fight against them.
"You unfilial disciples, I … … I want to climb out … …"
Pei Yuan Ran, who had great composure, felt his face was flustered. He seemed to hear the memorial tablets of the ancestral masters in Wu Kong Hall beating together, the ancestral masters beating their chests and stamping their feet.
… …
"Humiliation, humiliation … …"
Xiao Guo's eyes were full of stars, full of admiration: "Shixiong is really strong! He could even think of such a powerful method! Too strong! "
What Zuo Mo chose this time was the [Dragon Tying Formation]. If a ningmai xiuzhe was bound by the [Dragon Tying Formation], they wouldn't be able to escape in a short time. What Zuo Mo needed was just this short time. Out of caution, Zuo Mo set down six [Dragon Tying Formations] in one go, covering almost every angle.
"So shameful!" Yan Le held his forehead and sighed. He couldn't bear to watch: "We are sword xiu … …"
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