Start: Confined By The System And Become Mentally Ill

The overwhelming rain of deadly arrows roared in, penetrated the golden formation, and rushed straight into Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan slashed down with a light sword, but it was faster than the sword.

"Four of Swords·Wind Rises·Transform into Butterflies."

There was no usual terrifying black sword energy. When Lu Chuan struck down the sword, the sword was clear and invisible, like the shadow of a fluttering butterfly, playing in the circle of the storm.

This is an expanded move of ‘Four of Swords: Wind Rises’.

Lu Chuan usually rarely used this kind of sword move that used softness to overcome strength, but now he had to block these arrows and smash the turtle shell in front of him first.

The clear wind turned into countless transparent butterflies, with a touch of softness, entangled with those unparalleled arrow feathers.

The energy that turns into a butterfly forms gentle whirlpools around the fingers.

Long arrows were drawn into it, as if the hero had fallen into the gentle land and was no longer willing to leave the whirlpool.

"good!"

Zhou Chaoyang couldn't help but cheer in his heart when he saw that his moves had been cracked so exquisitely.

"Try to catch another arrow from me!"

Zhou Chaoyang's right hand shook, and the huge formation pattern behind him dispersed, and all the earth-shattering visions disappeared.

He took out a piece of black cloth and covered his eyes, giving up his most important vision as an archer.

Zhou Chaoyang began to breathe rhythmically.

Every time he breathed in, the whole world was vibrating with the rhythm of his breathing.

Lu Chuan looked at Zhou Chaoyang and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Because Lu Chuan couldn't feel Zhou Chaoyang's presence anymore. Even though he was still standing there, he could clearly be seen with the naked eye, but he was so strangely missing.

"interesting!"

Lu Chuan laughed, very happy.

Since entering this world, this archer should be the strongest opponent Lu Chuan has ever encountered.

"To show respect, I am willing to beat you to death with my own hands."

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability." Zhou Chaoyang was also very happy.

He has not met an opponent for tens of thousands of years.

For people like him, a hearty battle is the key to breaking through the limits.

"Okay, I like people like you!" Lu Chuan nodded, raised his body and slashed at the golden formation in front of him.

"boom!"

The terrifying energy collision was like a nuclear weapon exploding, emitting a black mushroom cloud.

However, the large formation in front of them remained motionless during the collision.

"It seems that your sword is not as powerful as your mouth."

Zhou Chaoyang drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and a long transparent arrow formed.

"White Horse."

When he let go of his hand, the long arrow also dissipated into nothingness, and the world returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Lu Chuan raised his sword.

"boom!"

The impact of the explosion swept away like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Zhou Chaoyang's arrow completely ignored the spatial distance and seemed to have some rules of time.

If Lu Chuan's consciousness wasn't so powerful, he wouldn't have been able to detect this strange arrow.

"Haha, that's good!" After the explosion, Lu Chuan gently swept his sleeves.

The sword robe made of sword energy was actually somewhat damaged in the explosion.

"boom!"

Lu Chuan slashed at the golden turtle shell with his sword again.

"This madman actually wants to use brute force to cut through the Xuanwu Formation. It's just a dream."

Although Zhou Chaoyang was somewhat disdainful of Lu Chuan's reckless behavior, he did not dare to neglect it.

Because he felt a little bad. For some reason, the world seemed to be changing, and the rules were being affected by invisible things.

Zhou Chaoyang subconsciously looked up at the sky. There were four red demon stars shining brightly in the sky.

"The demon star is reflecting on you. You are indeed a big devil."

Zhou Chaoyang finally understood why the Dao rules were affected.

"The Nine-Character Art of Controlling Arrows."

The Yang pole of Zhou Dynasty rises again, taking over the world.

Immediately afterwards, eight clones jumped out of him.

These eight clones quickly passed over the palace and occupied eight different important positions.

"boom!"

At this time, Lu Chuan had already struck down with his third sword.

"Click."

Under the violent vibration, the golden turtle shell actually made a cracking sound.

Maybe it was too much force, or maybe Lu Chuan's physical strength was too strong.

This third sword attack actually cracked his tiger's mouth.

Blood dripped down his fingers and onto the killing creature.

The master's blood made Shasheng tremble with excitement, making a buzzing sound of cicadas.

In a daze, there seemed to be a faint female figure appearing next to Shasheng, and together with Lu Chuan, they held the hilt of Shasheng's sword.

"Damn it, Killing Sword Spirit, why did this crazy beauty wake up?"

Ah Fu's scalp exploded when he saw this scene from a distance.

…

The scene of Lu Chuan forcefully attacking the Xuanwu Formation made Zhou Chaoyang terrified.

What kind of monster is this? It can actually defeat the strongest defensive formation with its brute force.

"Chenglong Ningxiao!"

Zhou Chaoyang drew his bow again, and this time the arrow in his hand was no longer made of energy, but a golden arrow.

The other eight clones also had the same golden arrows.

"go."

The earth-shattering dragon roar sounded above the Wei Palace.

The golden arrows turned into nine golden dragons, carrying the power of the real dragon, and rushed towards Lu Chuan.

"Break it for me!"

At this time, Lu Chuan swung his sword down again.

All the muscles in his body bulged out at this moment, making his whole body look bigger.

At the same time, nine golden dragons had already rushed out of the formation and rushed towards Lu Chuan.

Under such a behemoth, Lu Chuan's thin figure was so small.

But the strength of strength is never determined by the size of the body.

"Insolent beast!"

A cold scolding resounded between heaven and earth.

The vague figure holding the sword together with Lu Chuan had his head full of black hair floating at this moment.

"Four of Swords·Wind Rises·Tiger Bites."

The cold female voice resounded throughout the world again, and a tornado of sword energy rose from the ground with Lu Chuan as the center, straight into the sky.

Several black tigers jumped out from the tornado that reached the sky.

In an instant, the tiger and the dragon were biting each other.

A thrilling scene appeared above the palace.

Nine dragons and nine tigers fought together, and the terrifying power tore through the air, causing waves of howling sounds like thunder.

"good."

When Zhou Chaoyang saw this scene, his eyes became bloodshot with excitement.

"The clouds rise!"

Zhou Chaoyang, together with eight clones, raised their bows to the sky and shot white arrows at the same time.

The next moment, clouds and fog began to rise between the sky and the earth.

The nine giant golden dragons were like divine help, with great divine light, and they fought back and forth with the black tiger.

"boom!"

At this time, Lu Chuan's fourth sword struck the golden turtle shell with the same crazy stroke.

"Click, click..."

A series of shattering sounds kept ringing, and at the same time, the spine beasts above the main hall turned into powder and disappeared.

On this day, Wei's Xuanwu Formation, which was known as an absolute defense, was split open by a reckless man with brute force.