Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Chapter 1171: Sixth sense

Because Jian Xiaoyao suddenly took three steps to the right at that instant.

　　 is just three simple steps.

　　 But it happened to step on a ‘gap’ in the formation.

　　 The movement of the array is slightly choked.

　　 Lin Beichen's figure appeared at a distance of 30 meters from Cang Jingkong from fifty meters away.

　　 The magical weapon [Feng Yin] must kill and cut, naturally it failed.

　　 coincidence?

　　 Still in the state of closing the five senses, he found the ‘gap’ of the formation?

　　 Cang Jingkong's heart was shaken.

　　 The next moment, the formation began to evolve again.

　　 The fleeting ‘gap’ disappeared.

　　 Lin Beichen was once again trapped in the formation.

　　 Cang Jingkong did not move in place, and thought, the magical artifact [Feng Yin] was suspended in the air, turned its direction, and slashed towards Lin Beichen again.

　　 The air wave was like water, and was instantly cut apart.

　　 A person with five senses can't feel the slightest change in the outside world.

　　 Murderous intent descended on the ground.

　　 But at this moment, Lin Beichen moved again.

　　 He took three steps back.

　　 The next moment, the figure flickered and disappeared.

　　 The artifact [Feng Yin] cut the afterimage left on the spot.

　　 Lin Beichen's true body, after a disillusionment, moved forward ten meters, and came to an area twenty meters away from Cang Jingkong.

what happened?

　　 Cang Jingkong's heart was shaken.

　　 This time, Jian Xiaoyao once again found the fleeting ‘gap’ of the formation, and was able to avoid the kill.

　　 If one time is a coincidence, then the second time can never be explained by coincidence.

　　 Did he find the secret behind the operation of the formation?

　　 Cang Jingkong thought.

　　咻.

　　【Feng Yin】The knife quickly withdrew and hovered above her head.

　　 Sweeping light is like a waterfall, sprinkling layer by layer, protecting her.

　　 At the same time, in the surrounding white fog array, wind needles condensed again, slowly shooting towards Lin Beichen in all directions.

　　Since a single blow could not work, Cang Jingkong decided to adopt a more secure method, slowly using it, and killing his opponent.

　　 Thin needles that can't be seen by the naked eye and cannot be caught by God's power are constantly piercing into Lin Beichen's body.

　　 Blood rush.

　　 seems to be a human-shaped blood spray can.

　　 There is a smell of blood in the air.

　　 This picture is shocking.

　　 Lin Beichen took six steps to the right abruptly.

　　 body shape is disillusioned.

When 　　 appeared again, it was ten meters away from Cangjingkong.

Yes it is.

　　 He once again found the ‘gap’ of the formation.　He is constantly approaching the'eyes of the front'.

　　 is Cang Jingkong who presides over the big formation.

　　 To break the formation, it is necessary to kill the formation division.

　　 Array master died, and the big array died.

　　 This is either the Xuanwen formation or the Shinto formation, the iron law of all formations.

　　 Cang Jingkong felt a sense of uncertainty in his heart.

　　 Things are beyond his control.

　　 There is a looming danger of time and space in the situation.

　　 What she doesn't understand is that Mingming Jian Xiaoyao has been deprived of the five senses and is a useless person in the formation. Why can she find the fleeting ‘gap’ when the formation is in motion?

　　 Is it because of the sixth sense?

　　 I have to admit that in this world, some people have a terrible sixth sense.

　　 Especially after depriving the five senses, some wizards of the sky are more likely to enter the state of clarification of nothingness and self, thus greatly improving the sixth sense.

　　 This sword is Xiaoyao, really an evildoer.

　　 "Then I will seal your sixth sense together."

　　 Cang Jingkong's face appeared fierce and decisive.

　　 She slapped her backhand on her left chest.

　　噗.

　　 a mouthful of blood spurted out.

　　 quickly sketched in the void with his left hand.

　　 Following the guidance of the fingers, the blood continued to depict six bizarre symbols of supernatural power in the air, which were ancient and profound, as if they were words that did not belong to this world.

　　 "Use my blood as a medium to communicate with the world, conform to the principles of the Tao, the ancestor of the formation, show the magical powers of the formation...Go."

　　 Cang Jingkong drank low, chanted the spell, and slammed his slender palm towards the six characters.

　　 Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi.

　　 Six light sounds.

　　 handwriting shot into the formation.

　　 Suddenly, the white mist in the formation became thicker and thicker, rolling around.

　　 At this point, the formation was finally within a short period of time, and she was forcibly promoted to a state where she could deprive those trapped in the formation of the sixth sense.

　　 "Sixth sense, deprivation."

　　 The unpredictable cruel sound like an ice cube drank from Cang Jingkong's mouth.

　　 I saw Lin Beichen in the formation, his body trembled abruptly, and immediately became a little stiff.

　　 Cang Jingkong's pale face showed a slight smile.

　　 is done.

　　 "The sixth sense has been deprived, I see how you can find the formation ‘gap’ again."

　　 She breathed a sigh of relief, and once again activated the artifact [Feng Yin].

　　 The shimmering silver blade once again flickered crazily densely packed shrine runes, the blade vibrated slightly, and immediately turned into an electric light, slashing Lin Beichen directly.

　　 "The legend of the Great Demon King is over."

　　 "It's over."

　　 Cang Jingkong's smile became clearer.

　　……

　　 "It's over." 　　 Seeing this scene, Pan Duoqing's face showed regret: "This **** actually died in the hands of Cang Jingkong, but I can't kill him by myself."

　　 After a pause, the smile on his face turned cold and sharp.

　　 "However, there are his relatives and friends, hehe, I want to kill them one by one in front of Jian Xiaoyao's body, and send them underground to reunite with him. Only in this way can I relieve my hatred."

　　……

"ended."

　　 In the central temple, the God God also made a conclusion.

　　 was trapped in the [Chaotic Illusion Array], and was closed with six senses again. Facing Cang Jingkong holding the artifact [Feng Yin] in his hand, Jian Xiaoyao's defeat was determined.

　　 In theory, there is the last possibility of turning defeat into victory.

　　 But it's only theoretical.

　　……

"ended."

　　 The God of Blame slowly spoke.

　　 The magician and the magician are in the same line. He can see that Lin Beichen at this time has become a lamb to be slaughtered in the formation.

　　 The six senses are obscured by the seal, and the only way to detect the opponent is through divine consciousness.

　　 However, Cang Jingkong, who holds the [Feng Yin] artifact in his hand, will never reveal any divine consciousness fluctuations to give his opponents holes—this is the most basic cultivation of a divine formation master.

　　 There is a trace of gloat on the face of the old **** master without blame.

　　 Jian Xiaoyao died, something he couldn't ask for.

　　 All the thoughts of the little apprentice are tied to Jian Xiaoyao's body, and her cultivation attitude is extremely improper. If Jian Xiaoyao's death can stimulate her to devote herself to the practice of divine art, it is simply great news.

　　……

　　 "Mianxia, Jian Xiaoyao is dying."

　　The barefoot girl in black robes has bright eyes.

　　 There was a faint smile on the face of Lord Lan, and he was noncommittal.

　　 "Mianxia thinks that Lin Beichen still has a chance to win?"

　　 The black-robed girl caught something from Lord Lan's expression and asked tentatively.

"Maybe."

　　Lord Lan stared at the void mirror without turning his eyes.

　　……

　　 in the array.

　　 Lin Beichen has never experienced this kind of feeling.

　　 He seemed to be back in his mother's womb.