Chapter 1915 Nine Nether Sword Formation 7

Chapter 1914

Zhu Yan flipped his palm lightly, holding the fishtail sword in his hand.

As soon as the divine sword came out, the precious sword in Gu Bai's hand immediately paled in color. Compared with the divine sword, it was no different from broken copper and rotten iron.

This is the ancient tribe, only three hundred miles away from Lingshi Mountain, so their knowledge of weapons is naturally better than ordinary people.

What's more, there are also craftsmen in their clan. As soon as Zhu Yan's divine sword came out, they immediately felt an unusual breath, which was not found in ordinary treasures and spirit weapons.

"This, what kind of sword is this?" Gu Bai stared at the divine sword in Zhu Yan's hand and asked.

Zhu Yan said: "It doesn't matter what kind of sword it is, what is important is that this sword can kill you at any time."

Gu Bai is nearly fifty years old, how can he endure all kinds of provocations from an unknown junior: "Okay, let me see the power of your sword." He swung his sword sharply, and the tip of the sword picked out nine flowers Sword flowers, the nine sword flowers quickly divided into nine, forming nine sword formations made of sword flowers.

"Nine Nether Sword Formation? You actually mastered the Nine Nether Sword Formation?" the ancient city beside him said in disbelief.

The Nine Nether Sword Formation is a remnant of martial arts left by the master. It is called the Remnant Code. It is precisely because the most critical page of the Nine Nether Sword Formation was torn off by humans. For many years, the Nine Nether Sword Formation has never been used It has been practiced, even the master has never practiced it.

Unexpectedly, Gu Bai actually managed to master it.

Xia Yuanqiu looked at it for a while, then shook his head and said: "This is not the real Nine Nether Sword Formation, it looks similar but not spirit."

Gu Cheng was greatly surprised: "How do you know? Have you seen the Nine Nether Sword Formation before?"

Xia Yuanqiu shook his head: "I've never seen the Nine Nether Sword Formation, but I know that the sword formation emphasizes a word of encirclement. If you can't surround the enemy in the center of the formation and suppress it everywhere, then what's the use of this sword formation?"

Gu Cheng took another look at Gu Bai, who had been defeated by Zhu Yan, and said, "Maybe it's because King Jing is too powerful, and he can't show his true strength at all."

Xia Yuanqiu shook his head: "That's absolutely not the case. If the sword formation is successful, it will definitely be done in one go. There is no situation of being restrained by the opponent. Gu Bai has been full of loopholes since the first move. He just practiced a shape and has absolutely no power. Reaching one-tenth of the real Nine Nether Sword Formation."

With a bang, Gu Bai's long sword had already landed on the ground. He stared at the long sword on the ground with rounded eyes, panting continuously, unable to believe the facts in front of him.

He lost? He really lost? Even with the Nine Nether Sword Formation, he was defeated, so thoroughly and ridiculously defeated! He could clearly feel that the opponent hadn't exerted all his strength, and the strength of the opponent was beyond his imagination.

"Who are you?" Gu Bai had no choice but to face up to his fiasco, and looked up at Zhu Yan in front of him and asked.

Zhu Yan raised his chin, the arrogance in his eyes could not be concealed: "Zhu Yan!"

Confusion appeared on Gu Bai's face, apparently the word Zhu Yan was unfamiliar to him.

At this time, Gucheng took two steps forward, and said to Gubai, "Third brother, you are not wronged if you lose. This is His Royal Highness Prince Jing of the Xiliang Kingdom, the famous God of War on the battlefield back then."

Gu Bai kept shaking his head: "I actually lost to a yellow-haired boy. I actually lost to a yellow-haired boy? Impossible, this is impossible!!"

Gu Bai scratched his scalp, murmured words, his eyes were dull, the scratching force in his hand was getting stronger and stronger, he didn't even notice the blood from his scalp, and he kept scratching.