Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Those who could appear here were all peasant elites. Xian Zong gave an order, and the Dize formation was quickly formed. There were formations within the formations. Layers upon layers were superimposed, and with the six hall masters in front of the formation, a thousand-person formation was suddenly formed.

"The twenty-four formations in Nongjia Dize are really terrifying with more than a thousand people. They are isolated from the world and form their own formation. If there is a master in charge of this formation, even the great master can surround and kill them. It is indeed a formation that the master said No. 1 in the world." Looking at the scene in front of him, Wei Zhuang couldn't help but clenched the shark teeth in his hands. At this moment, he heard the soft moan of the shark teeth.

"Here we come." Wei Zhuang suddenly looked towards the mountain path, where he could already feel the astonishing momentum of the six paths, each of which he could not resist.

Amidst the violent sound of rocks collapsing, countless boulders rolled down from the mountain path, and among these boulders there was an embarrassed figure rolling down.

"Is it another Six Sages of Farmers? I just don't know who it is this time?" Wei Zhuang said to himself. At this time, he could already see several figures rushing down the mountain road.

I saw that there were four people connected with Qi and machine at the very back. It was the formation formed by the force of four people, and all the power of the three people was concentrated on the leader.

"Isn't the palm broken?" Wei Zhuang groaned, and his vision was filled with six dragons with overwhelming palm power, roaring and rushing towards Yang Ming's figure as if they could destroy the world.

"The four great masters work together. This level of skill is comparable to that of the great master. How can we stop it?" Wei Zhuang said to himself, feeling a nervous emotion for a moment. Unknowingly, he had substituted himself into Yang Ming's body. perspective.

"No, this blow was not aimed at him personally, but at the stone steps under his feet." The next moment, Wei Zhuang opened his eyes wide. The place where the four farmers were attacking turned out to be the place where Yang Ming stood. For a moment, the stone steps cracked, and the narrow mountain path was broken instantly. Amidst the cracking of the rocks, Yang Ming could only jump into the air to avoid the impact that was comparable to a full-force blow from a grand master.

"If you make a mistake, it will be difficult to leverage your strength in the air, and it will be easy for the enemy to take advantage of you." Wei Zhuang said subconsciously.

Sure enough, as soon as Wei Zhuang finished speaking, the fifth of the six peasant sages had already rushed out, stepping on the flying gravel and rushing towards Yang Ming in the air. With repeated efforts, his strength had reached Extreme.

After the last use of force, he kicked out, and the force of his legs turned into a starry sky and swept towards Yang Ming.

"Is he the calendar master among the six sages of the farm?" Seeing the leg skills that were like falling stars, Wei Zhuang had already determined the identity of that person.

Facing Master Li's extremely cunning and extremely powerful attack, Yang Ming's body in the air suddenly spun around, creating a small tornado out of thin air.

"This hasty counterattack is not powerful enough to block Master Li's attack." Wei Zhuang looked at the battlefield in the sky and was not optimistic about Yang Ming's counterattack.

However, what if Yang Ming's attack was not a counterattack?

Under the gaze of more than a thousand people, Yang Ming, who had transformed into a tornado, did not counterattack, but rode the wind upwards, suddenly raising his height again.

"This can only hide away for a while and give myself a little breathing space. It's not enough." Wei Zhuang said to himself.

"You're dead. There's nowhere to use your strength in the air. Let's see how you take Elder Li's all-out blow." In the farm formation, someone had already shown a smile.

First, the four sages from the farm force hit Yang Ming into the air with all their strength, and then Master Li, who was ready to attack, struck the final blow. Why should Yang Ming block it?

Why should Yang Ming? Of course, it is based on the Wind God Legs. The enemy knows nothing about Dacheng's Wind God Legs. The God of Wind is not afraid of any enemy in the air.

With the help of the power of the upward thrust, Yang Ming twisted his body and caused the ubiquitous airflow in the air to converge towards him. The sky was high and the wind was strong. The Six Sages of the Farmers would soon understand this truth.

"The howling of the divine wind." At this moment, in the high and windy sky, the sound of the howling of the divine wind came. Surrounded by the divine wind, Yang Ming kicked out, and the wind swept At this point, the divine dragon roared and dived towards the calendar master's attack.

Wherever the divine wind strikes, the space twists, allowing all kinds of attacks to be swallowed up by the divine wind and become invisible.

"Hide." The four peasant sages on the ground warned loudly when they saw this, and even urged their skills to gather towards Master Li. They knew that with Master Li's power alone, they would never be able to stop the wind-scrolling dragon swooping down from the sky. .

But no matter how fast the master is, can he still be faster than the wind?

The wind-swept divine dragon arrived in an instant, and the dragon's head held up the calendar master and fell to the ground. Even though the calendar master had unparalleled leg skills, he was just like a weak feather in the strong wind at this time. He was pressed by the divine wind and fell to the ground. He was unable to do anything at all. Fight back.

"Spring is born." In the completed Dize formation, Tian Guang Dahe, the leader of the knights, shouted, and the formation's energy changed, and more than a hundred people belonging to him became spring-born, full of vitality. As the essence, a huge shadow was formed and pushed towards the calendar master falling towards the ground.

It is said that the Twenty-Four Dize was created by Shennong, the ancestor of the farmers, after he understood the twenty-four climate changes of spring, summer, autumn and winter, which corresponded to the number of the sky and the laws of life and death. It can be activated as long as there are more than two people. The more people there are, the stronger the power. If there is a disciple guarding each of the twenty-four positions, then even the top masters will not be able to escape.

Nowadays, it is composed of more than a thousand elite disciples from farm families, evolving the Spring Formation of the Four Seasons in the Land Formation, which can enhance the skill and recovery ability of those blessed by the formation.

With the support of the peasant disciples, Li Shi's decline has slowed down, and his skills have been rising steadily, reaching the peak of the master, even comparable to the great master. However, he cannot counterattack and can only rely on the energy of spring to defend.

In the contest between the divine wind and the energy of spring, Master Li really felt a feeling that life was worse than death. The divine dragon composed of wind blades was too violent. Every inch of the divine dragon was made of shape-destructible souls. Composed of wind blades, they impacted his body. Even with the support of more than a hundred farm disciples, he still felt powerless.

Fortunately, at this time, more and more farm disciples were assisting him with formations, which allowed him to barely block the howling of the divine wind, but his body was still as if he had been hurt. Fortunately, he had a steady stream of spring energy to repair him. holding his body.

"Have you finally blocked it?" When the last wind blade was eliminated, Master Li couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. Even though he had turned into a bloody man at this time, he still survived after all. And it doesn’t hurt the muscles, bones and internal organs, it’s just external injuries.

"That's not right!" Master Li just breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis uncontrollably in his heart. People who have cultivated to the realm of masters have already reached a level of spiritual awareness that is unimaginable to ordinary people. , the ability to predict danger makes it extremely difficult to kill, but now...

The madness of the howling divine wind was followed by the calmness of death. After the wind dragon, there were still people. In silence, Yang Ming's figure appeared in Master Li's sight. There was no rage like the divine dragon tearing the sky apart, but there was plundering. The indifference of life.

"How could it be?" Looking at the foot that stepped on his chest, Master Li felt no pain. In a burst of disbelief, his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

But he failed to touch the ground, and his body exploded into pieces in the air. Amidst the rain of blood, the farmer disciple looked confused.

What just happened? Their elder, Li Shi, one of the dignified Six Sages of Farmers, actually exploded and was kicked to pieces by the enemy.

That is their elder, one of the strongest beings in their eyes, and the courage that enables the farmer to stand among hundreds of schools of thought.

But the person they regarded as a god, the person they had placed their faith in all their lives, was kicked to pieces alive in front of them at this moment. The scattered stumps and broken arms fell into the crowd, which made every farmer disciple even Forgetting their fear, at this moment, there was only a blank in their minds.

What the ordinary disciples saw was fear, but the soldiers who came from the mountain saw anger. The master who had grown up together and practiced together was beaten to death in front of them, especially this one. Humans are still their prey this time.

In the roar, four attacks came in an instant. Master Li was dead. They didn't believe that Yang Ming was still taking their attacks in an instant.

Unfortunately, there are too many things that they don't believe in, but those things actually exist.

The indestructible Tiger Soul Sword Qi, the endlessly flowing water that evolves from the softest to the most rigid, the Life-Determining Ruler Strength formed by the twisting of the two qi of life and death, and the slashing with the staff as a sickle, four attacks It came in an instant, giving Yang Ming no chance to gather strength to counterattack.

It's a pity that they knew nothing about the current Yang Ming from the beginning to the end. In other words, their understanding of Yang Ming was still limited to the Yang Ming who could seriously hurt Yu Tu, or in other words, their understanding of Yang Ming was only Staying at the Yang Ming who killed the Mohist giant Six-fingered Black Man.

In their understanding, although Yang Ming possesses the ultimate strength of a grandmaster, he is still a grandmaster, but he is not beyond the scope of a grandmaster. The six people working together are enough to encircle and kill him.

But their imagination was still too beautiful. Faced with someone who seemed to be extremely domineering and blocked all the space that he could move around, Yang Ming drew a circle with one hand, and his energy returned to his side in an instant. A circular barrier was formed, blocking all four attacks.

And this is not the end, but just the beginning. The moment when the three-point returning vitality swallowed up the four attacks like running water, Yang Ming used the method of transforming energy to turn to the farm formation on the other side, because it swallowed up the four attacks. The moment the three-point return energy was pushed out by Yang Ming, it quickly expanded and turned into a huge air ball with a diameter of more than one foot. It swept up countless sand and gravel like thunder sweeping a hole, and turned into an even bigger ball. The sphere crushed towards the peasant disciple.

All this happened so fast that the farm disciples could not react at all. The disciples in the front row were instantly blown away, and the scattered sand and gravel were in a mess. At this time, three points of the inner layer returned. The vitality exploded suddenly, and with screams, dozens of disciples on the periphery were shaken into the air by the violent air waves.

With a sword cry, Yang Ming slashed forward with his sword. Wherever the sword energy passed, it was like a pair of scissors cutting through cloth, cutting in half all the dozens of peasant disciples who were thrown up into the air.

"How is it possible? This is across all directions, how could he do it?" Seeing the scene in front of him, Wei Zhuang's eyes widened. It was simply ridiculous. Apart from his master Gui Guzi, he actually saw someone stronger than him in the second person. across all directions.