Strangely enough, there has been no movement here since then, not even in the blink of an eye, let alone several years.

On this day, Lei Yan's strength was completely restored, and the Great Compassion Hand had also achieved some success. When the evil energy was not circulating, his skin color was the same. And his and Qian Mu's flying swords made of spring wood had also been successfully warmed and could be taken out.

Fight against the enemy.

Thousands of flying swords formed a cage, constantly besieging a three-foot square space in the center of the sword formation. Lei Yan sat cross-legged there, with sixty-four flying swords crisscrossed around him. The swords rotated with the formation, and the sword formation was centered around Lei Yan.

The center formed a circle, guarding the surrounding flying swords to attack. No matter how many the flying swords were and how agile they were, they could not break through the defense of this Bagua Sword Formation and enter the space around Lei Yan.

This scene has been going on for several days. Whether it is Qianmu's sword-controlling skills or the Bagua sword formation used by Lei Yan, they both pay attention to the long flow of water and the ability of dripping water to penetrate stone. The explosive power is insufficient, but the stamina, continuous fighting, and large-scale fighting are all.

It's second to none.

"Hey, it's boring. You guys are just playing around like this. It has no power at all. It's just like you human embroidery girls."

Heiba ​​has been wandering around for these years and often comes back here, and he often sees them fighting like this. What he sees again and again is very novel. The sword formation operates in a regular pattern, and there are some changes in the order, but it is not chaotic.

The visual effect is good. But after a long time, it becomes boring to watch.

"You are quite comfortable these days. You were trapped in Yunxia Mountain before, so you had a hard time, right?"

Qianmu looked at the lazy Heihachi and didn't care about his ridicule. The large and medium-sized sword formation between him and Lei Yan was controlled by one person. It focused on multi-tasking and changing at the moment, although it seemed that the attack power was not as powerful as a single sword.

But even if an opponent of the same level is trapped in the sword formation, he will have to shed his skin if he does not die. If he does not rush out quickly, he will be easily consumed in the sword formation. And if the sword formation really wants to

The explosion consumes a lot of mental power, and the power is not weak.

However, there is nothing to say about these and Black Eight, they are not in the same direction.

"Yunxia Mountain, hum, sooner or later I will go and stir up the world."

"Really?" Qianmu looked sideways at Heiba. The scales of the black dragon, which was about three feet in size, shook. He felt bad and swung his tail, and in an instant he rushed to a place a few feet away.

However, soon, more than a thousand wooden swords trapped it. With Heiba's current strength, he can transform into a thousand feet, but he did not dare to make his body bigger. But even so, he did not break out of these more than a thousand wooden swords.

Mu Jian's siege lasted for less than half an hour, and then he was pinned down in the yellow sand pit.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't go to Yunxia Mountain to cause trouble!"

Heiba ​​was out of breath and kept his head down to admit his mistake. Only then was Qianmu let him go, and he didn't dare to say anything for a while.

Yunxiashan is powerful and has extraordinary foundation. Heiba ​​is just talking about it, but he has been taught a lot of lessons in front of Qianmu, but he can never change his bad mouth.

"Brother, stop and take a rest!"

Qian Mu did not attack with all his strength, but Lei Yan could hold on until now. He was almost reaching the limit, so he stopped to recover. Fortunately, in his mind space, there was a Wu Nian flower, swaying and shining. Otherwise, this heart could control sixty-four

The flying swords formed into a sword formation had long overdrawn the power of his thoughts.

"Although this Bagua Sword Formation is a medium-sized sword formation with a simple structure, it can be changed in many ways. It is really a good sword-controlling technique."

"Brother, in front of your sword formation composed of thousands of flying swords, it is nothing to mention." The two of them sat down to rest and exchanged some tips on sword control. Lei Yan's sword control skills have grown extremely rapidly during this period, and he has been practicing faster than him.
Chapter completed!