Chapter 242 The Three-Element Sword Formation

   Faced with Lu Bei's almost humiliating question, Meng Buwei's face was ashen and he didn't answer, and he had to take out the sword given by Mei Wangfu with his backhand.

   held back, it was not time to show his hole cards.

  !

  The gravel splashed, Wen Bubei climbed up from the ruins with a swollen face, and fluttered to Meng Buwei's side, gasping in admiration, expressing admiration for Lu Bei's amazing speed.

   "Junior Brother Wen, the enemy is not worth boasting about, he just killed Junior Brother Chang and Pang Junior Sister!" Meng Buwei said with a sullen face and gritted his teeth.

   "I've been waiting for sword cultivators, and I can't ask for the word kendo in my life. It is expected that my brothers and sisters can die under the kendo that they pursued all their lives." Wen Bubei nodded calmly, and said that he would die without any regrets.

  Meng Buwei was half dead, glaring at his junior and junior brothers, puffing smoke from his nostrils, and staring at his eyes like copper bells.

   "Just talk about it, don't take it seriously, Big Brother."

  Wen Bubei stretched out with one hand, five fingers and palms, and the sword body was blessed by the sword, and went straight into the void.

   With a hissing sound, he tore the space in front of him and dragged out the broken bodies of Ji Buqing and Pang Buchu.

  It's so miserable, the sword body is useless.

  Meng Buwei's heart throbbed, and then he thought about it, and the secret passage was a surprise. Although the two of them were seriously injured by their swords and their hearts and souls were broken, they were not unsaved. After three years and five years of maintenance, it was expected that they could get off the kang and recognize their shoes.

   "No, the enemy should not put brothers and sisters in danger."

   Wen Bubei frowned, and under Meng Buwei's stunned gaze, he pushed back the two seriously injured households into the void.

   "Junior Brother, you...what are you doing?" Meng Buwei's scalp was numb, and his whole body was not well.

"The enemy's sword intent is not under my tyranny, and he has magical powers such as immortal arts. If you bring your brothers and sisters to fight, not only will they not be able to save their lives, but in all likelihood, even you will get in." Wen Bubei has reason and evidence. explained.

  Because it was too reasonable, Meng Buwei couldn't pick out a single fault, so he could only stare in situ.

   "Don't be annoyed, eldest brother, the younger brother is just telling the truth. Besides, eldest brother and eldest sister are lucky in misfortune, and eldest brother should be happy for them."

Wen Bubei said enviously, "As far as I know, brothers and sisters are trapped in lack of talent, and their swordsmanship is quite difficult. They haven't advanced an inch for many years. Today, the two of them were severely injured by the sword. If only I had the chance."

  Shut up if you can't speak!

   Meng Buwei snorted coldly, Mingren didn't speak secretly, and like other senior brothers, he didn't like younger junior brothers. In addition to jealousy, there is another very important reason, these geniuses who think they are very humorous, often speaking can kill their popularity.

  Senior Brother, today Master is going out to work, let me teach you Sword Intent, by the way, do you know what Sword Intent is?

   Okay, isn't everyone like this?

   Don't be sad, senior brother, you see, there is still a lot of room for improvement with your sword.

  Senior Brother, you speak!

  Listen, are these human words, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat him, he would have turned his face!

   Meng Buwei became angrier the more he thought about it, gritted his teeth and said, "Since junior brother is so envious, senior nephew Lin will leave it to you to deal with it, stand up for you, and resist the other two senior nephews, lest they disturb your Yaxing."

   "Senior Brother Lao is here."

   Hearing the words, Bu Bei was overjoyed, and stepped out to the top of the cliff, holding up three white light spots in his palms, which swirled.

   "My nephew's speed is amazing. I don't think I'm an opponent. However, the sword is in front of me, and my skills are really itchy. I have created my own three-dimensional sword array. If my nephew doesn't like it..."

   "Disgusting, very disgusting!"

   Lu Bei charged violently, the golden light flickered, leaving an afterimage on the spot, the fist edge wrapped the immortal sword intent, and slammed into the door of Wen Bumou's face.

   Sanyuan sword formation or something, he Lu someone has no interest at all, what's wrong with the speed, the practice is better than fighting, and it is better to overcome the disadvantage. If you want him to fight a fair battle, there is no door.

  The terrifying giant force sags the air and pulls the arc, and before Wen Bubei can react, the fist is deeply buried in his face.

  Crack!

   The crisp sound of the sword sounded, Wen Bubei turned into an iron sword and flew out of the sky, bursting a large piece of iron filings, leaving a dense pothole with smoke that persisted for a long time after landing.

  Lu Bei raised his brows, his golden eyes looked to the left and right, and there was a person on each side of Wen Bupai, whose body shape, appearance, and momentum were all the same, and the three white dots on his palm were exactly the same.

   "Don't be impatient, nephew, I'll tell you what the three-element sword formation is first, and it's not too late to fight after you've heard it."

The two Wen Bubei spoke one after another, and just as the voices started, the third figure condensed out of thin air: "Ancient art takes sixty years as a period, the first Jiazi is Shangyuan, the second Jiazi is Zhongyuan, and the third Jiazi is Xiayuan. One hundred and eighty years is the change of heaven and earth, and the three yuan is synthesized again and again..."

   "Origin has body, heaven, earth, and people. Heaven has three names, sun, moon, and stars; earth has three names, mountains, rivers, and soil, and people have three names, father, mother, and son..."

   "From this, it is called infinite."

Hearing Bubei, the more he talked, the happier he was. He explained the theory and theory of the self-created sword formation. For fear that Lu Bei would not understand it, he explained it word by word. Finally, he said: "This formation has a very high intention, and I am average in talent, far from being able to. Taking heaven, earth and man as the three elements, the foundation of the formation is the three sword intents of Changchong, breaking the sky and immeasurable. It is also ashamed to say that the fundamental reason for creating the formation is that it is too difficult to integrate the three sword intents, and it takes a lot of effort to control. It is difficult to hold the sword in hand and lack the means to defeat the enemy, so we created a three-dimensional sword array in another way."

   "Ah this..."

  Lu Bei scratched his head when he heard it. He thought he was a cold-hearted genius who didn't talk much, and he didn't have any emotional intelligence. He never expected that this guy was a talker, and he even explained that he was selling himself.

   In this sinister and cunning world of cultivating immortals, there are not many honest people like Wen Bubei who can't shout out loudly.

   "My nephew's swordsmanship is tyrannical, and it must only consume a lot of energy. You should be able to understand the difficulties of my formation..."

Speaking of this, Wen Bumou sighed, and then his face became straight, and he said loudly: "Although the immortal nine swords of the patriarch are good, they are not suitable for our descendants. In the past thousand years, there have been so many sword cultivators who are astonishingly talented and brilliant. , no one has learned all the nine swords is iron proof. The path of the ancestors can't work, it only suits him. If we want to achieve something in kendo, we must innovate, otherwise we will waste our talents, and no matter how strong we are, we can't be the first of the immortal sword master. two."

  My dear, you are so arrogant, yet still have such ambitions!

Hearing this, Lu Bei's expression froze, and he deeply admired Wen Bubei's ambition, but he had no blood in his heart. He was not Wen Bubei, nor did he have the heart of Bai Jin and Zhan Hongqu to ask about swords, more than abandoning the scriptures or something. , he never thought.

   What happened to the second immortal sword master, it sounds very majestic!

   Besides, what’s the problem with following other people’s way? There is a saying that predecessors planted trees and later people enjoyed the shade, but later generations didn’t enjoy the shade.

The two have different ideas and have no common language. The more they talk, the more excited they are. They talk about themselves with passion. Lu Bei only thinks that he is very noisy. .

"Senior nephew, blame me for talking too much. I can't hold back if you want to come to see Hunting Xinxi. In that case, let's start without wasting time!" Wen Bubei just pretended that Lu Bei was eager to try, thinking that he had found a like-minded person, and he was overjoyed. Directly start the Three-Element Sword Formation.

   humming——

  The sword wheel is surrounded, and the rolling sword is whistling, piercing the sky and the sky.

  Three giant swords that lift the sky rose from the ground, and went a step further on the basis of the situation of heaven and earth, splitting the heaven and earth into a self-sustaining life.

In the    formation, the sword energy in the azure blue world is boundless, and you can only hear the incomparably piercing gold and iron strife, countless sharp sword lights are handed over, the sword energy is full of them, the swords are connected, and the sword energy is reincarnated, birth and death are endless.

  Lubei people are in the formation, like fish in the sea, looking around the world, they are all solid swordsmanship. The space was frozen, and it was impossible to move an inch. With a punch, the sword light in front of him was swept away, which was extremely energy-intensive.

   The solidified small world is self-contained, unable to tear open the space to escape, the sword light comes endlessly, and the sword will explode between the annihilation and sting the skin, and after a while, Lu Bei is ground into a **** man.

   He secretly said that it was troublesome. He had known that the sword formation was so strange, and he should not have rushed to make a move just now.

   Careless!

  The good news is that, under the impact of countless sword lights, the sword body experience increased, just like the practice room.

   is still the kind of prostitution.

  Only Sword Intent can compete with Sword Intent, but Lu Bei didn't want so much, and he could see that Wen Bubei set up this great formation just to observe his Sword Intent.

   This is very bad, the double standard is that I can prostitute you for free, but I absolutely cannot.

   Taking a look at the experience of the soaring sword body, Lu Bei decided to endure it again, wait for the increase to slow down, or simply stop moving, and then zoom in and hit the center of the eye.

You Wen Bubei explained in detail that he basically touched the structure of the big formation, and the three phantoms holding the sword intent were inexhaustibly slashed. It is the deity who hears no sorrow.

   "Nephew, hurry up and draw your sword!"

   Failed to see Lu Bei's sword intent, Wen Bu Bei was quite impatient, turned his hand to suppress the might of heaven and earth, bombarded Lu Bei with all the pressure of the whole world, and burst into a large red fog with a bang.

  …

   Outside the formation, Meng Buwei, who was in charge of covering, was in danger.

  Having learned from the past and Pang Buchu, Meng Buwei refused to fight with Lu Bei. Huashenyi defeated Lian Xu, but it was still a great perfection, and there were strangeness everywhere. Fighting with Lu Bei was by no means a wise choice.

Zhan Hongqu and Bai Jin are different, ignoring the unreasonable kendo talent, the rest is still reasonable, with one against two, with the advantage of being 200 years older, he has enough magic power to stabilize the two. .

   Then he was suppressed by the two of them. To the left, the sword intent of Changchong, which he had honed for many years, lost to Bai Jinqing. To the right, there were two sword intents fused to the red song, and he could not take advantage of it.

   The left branch and the right side are crooked, quite embarrassed.

dying!

   Those of you who are nephews and nephews, how can you not respect the 300-year-old old man of your uncle?

   Meng Buwei couldn't figure it out. He was also a senior brother. Lin Yu in the sword formation was arrogant and unreasonable. He even fought three elders.

  Shouldn't be like this, Senior Brother is not like this.

   (end of this chapter)