City: I have a perverted martial arts system

The road was smooth and the two of them fought their way to the atrium.

At this time, the Song family finally stabilized the chaos and organized a decent defense.

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe led a large group of people and stood in front of the hall.

Three more old men, with three groups of people, poured out from the left and right screens and from behind, blocking all Luo Yan and Lin Jizu's escape routes.

"Mr. Luo, the middle-aged man in the middle is Song Xinglai, the head of the Song family. The people next to him are all the best among his peers. The three leading old men behind him are all senior masters of the Song family."

"Among all the people, the old man behind him is the strongest. His name is Song Yu, and he has been in the middle stage of King Wu for more than ten years. A large part of the reason why the Song family has maintained its position as the fifteenth in Kyoto is because of his existence."

"The other two old men also have the strength of King Wu in the early and middle stages. The one on the left is named Song Tong, and the one on the right is named Song Yang."

Lin Jizu knew the situation of the Song family very well.

"Luo Yan!"

Song Xinglai gritted his teeth and looked at Luo Yan, "You are so brave, how dare you..."

"Shut up!"

Luo Yan raised his hand and performed the Dragon Capturing Technique.

Song Xinglai sent out his air-splitting palm, hoping to use the power of his palm to split Luo Yan's internal energy.

Although he was in the early stage of King Wu, his internal strength was not as deep as Luo Yan's. He was unable to break Luo Yan's internal strength, and the Capturing Dragon Skill still caught him.

"Master, be careful!"

A brother of the same generation flew out next to him, put his palm on his chest, and directly performed the Dragon Capturing Skill.

Unexpectedly, he still couldn't resist, Luo Yan turned one palm into a claw and made a grasping gesture in the air.

Click!

The man's arms and neck were broken by him.

hiss--

Everyone in the venue took a breath of cold air.

What kind of magical skill is this that can directly strangle a martial artist to death?

"How many times have you, the Song family, pressed forward every step of the way? Do you think I'm easy to bully? Today, I'll show you the consequences of irritating me!"

Luo Yan ran out with a murderous aura all over his body.

The figure quickly turned into a shadow, and before crashing into the crowd, he first sent out a sword energy with the black iron sword.

Bang bang bang——

The blood mist rose, and at least ten people in front were killed by the sword energy.

Among them was Song Zitao, who had offended Luo Yan and Han Xiuxiu at the beginning of school.

The Song family's momentum stagnated and they stepped back involuntarily.

However, no matter how they retreated, they could never make it faster than Luo Yan.

Luo Yan came up with a black iron sword, and first came with a big windmill, killing five or six people.

In this kind of melee situation, nothing is more suitable than using the Black Iron Sword.

"People above Wu Zong are on top, everyone below Wu Zong is retreating!"

Seeing his disciples die one after another under Luo Yan's sword, Song Xinglai's heart was bleeding and he ordered with red eyes.

Under his command, the chaotic scene was finally brought under control.

A dozen or so Wu Zong stood in front, pressing toward Luo Yan with their weapons.

Three of them are Wuzong Dzogchen.

"Death!"

Luo Yan sneered.

Since being promoted to the Great Perfection of Wuzong, his strength has reached a higher level.

He estimated that if he went all out, he would be able to win steadily even if he singled out King Wu in the later stage.

When Wu Zong comes out, it's a joke.

Swish——

He swept across with the black iron sword, and all the weapons in front of him collapsed at the touch, breaking and bending, like children's toys.

To a certain extent, weapons are equal to their lives to warriors.

Some people have been practicing hard for half their lives, and the weapons in their hands have been with them for half their lives.

The destruction of weapons drove them completely into madness.

Among the dozen or so warriors, two of them had red eyes and screamed, and they rushed towards Luo Yan in a frenzied manner, intending to burn together with Luo Yan.

Luo Yan didn't even frown and directly used his air-splitting palm to kill.

"Get out of your way!"

The three elders finally spoke and jumped up from three directions, all holding identical long swords in their hands.

"Sword Formation!"

Song Yu, who had the highest level of cultivation, shouted.

They used the Three Talents Sword Formation of Heaven and Earth passed down from the ancestors of the Song family.

The Sancai Formation was born out of the military formation.

It takes three people to drive it, and the three of them must be at the realm of King Wu or above. The higher the realm, the greater the power.

Song Yu, Song Tong and Song Yang occupy the three directions of heaven, earth and man.

Among them, the celestial position of Song Eucalyptus is the dominant one, and the status and human position are auxiliary.

The sword formation took shape, and the three of them stretched out their swords at the same time. There were only three swords, but they cut out countless sword shadows.

"Hmm...it seems to be a bit famous!"

Luo Yan was in the center of the formation, feeling that there were dangers from all directions and that he would be attacked at any time.

You must know that this is the collaboration of three Martial Kings, and with the blessing of formations, their power has skyrocketed.

Compared with facing a dozen people at the same time during the day, it is even more difficult.

"Hey!"

Luo Yan once again swung the Black Iron Sword and swept it out, filling the sword with abundant internal energy.

The Black Iron Sword's own weight, coupled with its internal strength, makes its power astonishing.

At this moment, the only way he could think of to break the formation was to win with strength.

Unexpectedly, after the Black Iron Sword was swung out, it was completely empty. It came back exactly the same way it went out.

Song Yu and the other three people leaned up to dodge at the same time, and then took a step back at the same time. The sword tips shook and they attacked at the same time.

While moving the sword, they also cooperated with certain footwork and positioning, which was completely different from the Bagua formation that Luo Yan was familiar with.

In other words, Luo Yan couldn't understand it at all, and he couldn't break the formation.

As a result, Luo Yan was completely in a passive state and could only rely on swiping the black iron sword again and again to temporarily suppress the opponent's attack.

This is not a good idea.

Drawing the Black Iron Sword with all his strength requires a huge consumption of internal energy, and he cannot last long.

But he must do it.

Because as long as the attack is slightly lowered, the power of San Song's sword moves will be greatly increased, and he will be in danger at any time.

"what to do?"

Luo Yan was anxious to think of countermeasures.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

"It will be difficult for me to defeat three people at the same time. But as long as I attack in one direction, with my speed, I can definitely open a gap."

"As long as I jump out of the center of their encirclement, that's when I will break the formation!"

I have to say that Luo Yan’s idea is very bold.

Because if he attacks fiercely in one direction, his other directions will inevitably be exposed to the enemy's sword.

This can be very dangerous.

But this idea has certain feasibility.

Luo Yan is faster than the three of them, and the charging power of the Black Iron Sword is also extremely powerful. He might be able to break through the siege with these two advantages.

This idea is similar to the ancient heavy cavalry rushing into battle, relying on strength and speed!

"Look how I break the formation!"

Luo Yan took a deep breath, raised the Black Iron Sword with his right hand, and mobilized his whole body's internal energy to spread on the tip of the sword.

The Black Iron Sword is inherently heavy, but with the blessing of internal strength, a thick layer of sword light is accumulated on the blunt edge, as if it were solid.

Stepping out, using the Sunflower Book to drive the wave forward, adjusting the speed to the maximum, opening the path with the Black Iron Sword, and shooting out like an arrow from a string.

At this time, he could no longer care about who was standing in front of him, or whether the opponent's sword formation was offensive or defensive.

There is only one belief in his mind——

Attack, attack!

Buzz buzz——

The powerful energy created by the Black Iron Sword caused a distorted space in the air similar to being affected by a strong magnetic field, and also made a special buzzing sound.

Song Yu, who was outside the sword formation, instantly understood Luo Yan's tactics.

At first, I was full of disdain. No one without the strength of King Wu would dare to use this method of breaking the formation!

Even if you use it, it may not work.

But after he saw the power of the Black Iron Sword and the speed at which Luo Yan rushed out, he began to feel a little uneasy.

Could this young man be able to create miracles?