Chapter 7 Yi Tianxian Array

Nangong won a white Go against Ye Qingcheng's sword.

After all, the immortal is an immortal. That kind of demeanor is enough to beat hundreds of millions of mortals. When the army is approaching and ambushes on all sides, he is still indifferent, strong and elegant.

Ye Qingcheng held the fairy sword and looked at Nangong Sheng with great solemnity, as if he was a little afraid.

"One son and one fairy array, just for your formation. In the sun, no, even together with this underworld, you are worthy of being the first array master. You have thirty-four sons. If you are cracked by me one by one, can you still fall?" Ye Qingcheng looked at Nangong Shengdao solemnly.

"Killing the fairy sword, it really lives up to its reputation! Ye Qingcheng, a sword to the city, flying immortals outside the sky, is a good swordsmanship, but your swordsmanship is not as good as my underworld. I am the current God of the underworld, Jian Ao, he is the first person in kendo. Nangong Sheng said with a smile.

"Oh? Is it? If there is a chance, Ye Qingcheng will ask for advice in person, but what about you now? Can you still fall?" Ye Qingcheng said in a low voice.

"Since you are so anxious, well, this is the thirty-fifth son, called 'self'." Nangong Sheng said in a low voice.

When Nangong Shengyu fell, Ye Qingcheng suddenly rose solemnly and stared at the white chess piece in Nangong Sheng's hand.

In the distance, Zhong Shan and others also looked at Nangong Sheng's indifference.

"This is 'Yi Tian Xian Array'." Gu Qianyou suddenly said.

"Oh? Yi Tian Xian Zhen?" Everyone looked at Gu Qianyou doubtfully.

"I once heard the emperor say that this is a kind of attack and killing array created by Nangong Sheng. Like the Go game, if one piece falls, the chess game suddenly changes. Every time one son falls, the power of the large array increases exponentially, and the end is a kind of extremely powerful array. When the emperor faced Nangong Shengsheng, Nangong Thirty-two times the number of attack and killing arrays, I didn't expect to have reached the 35th!" Gu Qianyou immediately explained.

"Yi Tian Xian Array? Thirty-fifth son, self? Zhong Shanna repeated Nangong Sheng's words.

In the distance, Nangong Sheng smiled faintly, and the white chess pieces in his hand fell gently. Suddenly, a chessboard suddenly appeared in front of Nangong Sheng, white Go, and fell gently.

"Bang"

The chessboard suddenly disappeared, and at this moment, Ye Qingcheng became more and more solemn. He held the fairy sword in his hand and was very careful to guard.

When the chessboard disappeared, on the sea of floating blood, countless islands suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea, and countless islands floated up strangely.

The islands of the sea of floating blood have suddenly doubled. At this moment, Zhong Shan was stunned to find that this square sea of floating blood is like a huge chessboard. Countless dark islands are chess pieces. The rules fall on the intersection of the chessboard, and countless islands are pulled, suddenly forming a huge formation. .

For a moment, the red light of the sea soared to the distant sky.

A strong breath came and rushed straight to everyone's mind. It was a strong breath, like the strong breath of heaven and earth's anger, and many people retreated in fear.

At this time, in the red light of the floating sea, the space is slightly distorted, and the huge array together, the squeezed space shakes.

The shaking space is not difficult for Ye Qingcheng. Ye Qingcheng is guarded by a mass of blood fog in mid-air.

The blood mist seems to be completely formed by a large array. The more it gathers, the more the power of countless space converges into it, slowly, converges into a person's height, and then slowly condenses from a ball of blood mist, more and more solid, more and more clear.

"Ye Qingcheng?" The fairy exclaimed.

Not only immortals, but almost everyone's eyes widened, because everyone saw that the blood mist condensed to the final formation of the body, exactly the same as Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng, who is exactly the same, slowly condensed out, followed by the sword of killing immortals, and even the sword of killing immortals actually condensed the same sword.

In the sky, Ye Qingcheng looked at the opposite side in horror. The breath on the opposite side was exactly the same as his own, and everything was the same. Even the immortal sword in the other party's hand was exactly the same as his own immortal sword.

Thirty-fifth son, self?

Is this to fight against yourself? Ye Qingcheng naturally knew that it could not be himself, but a space body simulated by the Yitian fairy array according to himself. However, the indicators may be exactly the same as yourself.

The space body on the opposite side stared at Ye Qingcheng. As long as Nangong wins the order, the space body will definitely kill Ye Qingcheng with the immortal sword.

Touch yourself the same way? Ye Qingcheng didn't believe that the physical strength of this space was exactly the same as his own.

The sword of the killing immortals in his hand moved slightly, and a powerful sword rushed straight away. The sword of the killing of immortals passed, and there was a huge crack in the space, which was dark, bringing out the terrible power.

The space body opposite also waved the 'killing fairy sword' in his hand. A sword waved out, just like Ye Qingcheng, brought out a terrible power, and even more, Ye Qingcheng cut open the broken space and cut it towards Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng was a test, but the space on the opposite side was exactly the same as himself, but he did his best.

"Ding~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Two immortal swords collide strongly. The place where the tip of the sword touches each other in the sky is a huge black hole of about a hundred feet. A terrible impact, the strength of this space body is strong.

"Puff~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Ye Qingcheng spewed out a mouthful of blood and flew back a hundred feet, but the space was standing in place without any setback.

"How is that possible?" Almost everyone was stunned.

Is the strength of this space so strong? That's Ye Qingcheng, and he even lost with the Killing Fairy Sword?

"If you don't do your best, it won't be polite to you. He will be as strong as you are!" Nangong Sheng said with a faint smile.

Thirty-fifth son, self?

Everyone on the periphery took a cool breath. This array is too exaggerated!

"How can it be so strong? That's just a simulated dummy. Xianxian was surprised.

"In the past, the emperor once said that the Yitianxian array has a wide range of design arrays, which is shocking. It not only involves the power of space, but also some magic arrays, and even some heart arrays in it. The space body in front of you is indeed exactly the same as Ye Qingcheng's strength. At least in Ye It's not a big array!" Gu Qianyou thought about it and was shocked.

"That is to say, how strong you are in your heart, how strong is the space body?" Yin Shisun frowned and said.

"So, there is no doubt that those who are proud will die, and those who have low self-esteem can easily break through the battle?" Zhong Shan said with a strange smile.

The internal strong fight, the external onlookers have fun, and Zhong Shan and others are constantly thinking about how to crack it.

"It seems to be the truth!" Everyone said strangely to Zhong Shan.

"But is Ye Qingcheng a person with low self-esteem?" Zhong Shan shook his head.

Obviously, that's impossible. Ye Qingcheng is the lord of a great holy land. How can he feel inferior?

Ye Qingcheng was defeated with a sword and was immediately ready to go to battle, looking at the space in the distance with full vigilance.

With a twist of the wrist, the fairy sword crossed a space and cut into the space body again.

The powerful Ye Qingcheng tried his best to cut out the sword to kill the immortals. The space in the four directions suddenly shook, and the internal scene was distorted and unformed. Only a little blurred shadow could be seen, as well as the deep black hole.

"Boom, boom, boom.................................................!"

Perhaps there is also this heavy sound of impact, the attack of the absolute strong. There are countless sword marks around, and in the twisted space, the space cracks are torn in all directions like broken glass.

Terrorist attack, this is Ye Qingcheng's strength.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

In the battle, a huge black hole with a diameter of thousands of feet is erected in the sky. The black hole has not become smaller, while the space ripples around the black hole are swinging in all directions. The black hole is not small. It is a constant battle between the two people inside, a terrible battle impact.

This is the battle of the strong. Countless onlookers on the periphery retreated and retreated again and again. Even Zhong Shan and others quickly retreated. The battle was too encouraging.

"Ding~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

With another sword, Ye Qingcheng and the space body finally separated, standing on both sides of the black hole, and the black hole slowly shrunk.

The two held swords against each other again, and there were a large number of sword marks on their clothes, and both of them suffered the same injury.

"Awesome!" The fairy exclaimed.

"Unfortunately, it is not easy for Ye Qingcheng to defeat the space body!" The old man frowned and said.

"No!" Zhong Shan suddenly shook his head.

"What?"

"Don't you think this Ye Qingcheng is terrible?" Zhong Shan frowned.

"Oh?" When everyone looked at Zhong Shan, only Gu Qianyou suddenly realized and looked at Ye Qingcheng with a solemn face.

"If Ye Qingcheng is proud, the opponent will become stronger because of his state of mind. If he has low self-esteem, he will become weaker. But now, the obvious flag and drums are equal. What does that mean?" Zhong Shan said in a low voice.

"He is neither arrogant nor inferior!" The old wine man thought for a moment.

"Yes, you are neither arrogant nor inferior. You can lie to others in appearance, and you can't lie to yourself in your heart. As long as you don't feel inferior, who will think you are bad? It is inevitable to be a little proud in his heart, or everyone will be proud of their current achievements, but Ye Qingcheng in front of him does not have it at all. He controls his emotions so subtlely. Such a talent is terrible!" Zhong Shan said in a low voice.

After Zhong Shan finished speaking, everyone was silent.

In the distance, Ye Qingcheng showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes flashed. He killed the immortal sword and killed the space body again. The two collided strongly, and the swords touched each other, bringing out a large number of space broken, strong battles, and countless people were dazzled on the periphery, and the terrible aftershocks shook the clouds in all directions.

However, there is a very strange place. Nangong Sheng and Nangong Sheng are in the sea of ups and downs of blood, but only set off waves. At this moment, Nangong Sheng, on his right hand, I don't know when there is another black chess piece.

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