With a low shout, Yang Ye exerted his swift wind step to the limit, holding the long sword in his hand and slashing at the more than thirty qi swords in front of him.

Yang Ye didn't dare to keep it, under the blessing of the golden Xuan Qi and Yang Ye's full force, the long sword in Yang Ye's hand seemed to pierce the air, and when the long sword passed, an unusually obvious gas mark appeared in the air, and a sharp and piercing sound of breaking wind sounded.

"Peng!"

An energy explosion sounded in the field, and several spirit swords that collided with Yang Ye's long sword instantly dissipated in the air, Yang Ye's speed did not decrease, and the remaining spirit swords passed by, Yang Ye stopped his body, turned around and didn't look at it, just rushed, and stabbed with a golden long sword in his hand!

"Peng!"

Another explosion of energy, Yang Ye's long sword stabbed several spirit swords led by him, and once again passed by the remaining spirit swords, the next moment, turn around, and the next moment, continue to turn around

From the moment the formation began to run, Yang Ye kept repeating this action, and he could only do this. The speed of the spirit sword was too fast, too much, and if he wanted to dodge with his body, his swift wind step couldn't do it at all. All he can do is what he is doing now, hard pity!

Of course, this comes at a terrible price. In less than a while, Yang Ye's whole body, including his face, was densely covered with blood, except for those sharp eyes, almost no part of Yang Ye's body was good at this time, and it was still increasing

Yang Ye believed what the old man said at this time, this sword formation was not something that people below the innate level could compete with at all. If it weren't for the fact that his physical body was already not weak, some ninth-order Xuan Beasts, and with the Golden Xuan Qi Heaven-defying repair ability, even he would not have been able to hold on for a quarter of an hour!

Yes, he can still hold on now, all thanks to his physical body! Although he can't dodge those spirit swords, those spirit swords can't do anything about him for a while, because except for opening a hole in his skin, those spirit swords don't cause him fatal damage at all!

"Peng!"

Yang Ye split more than a dozen spirit swords with one sword, and the remaining dozen spirit swords made intimate contact with Yang Ye's shoulders and limbs.

The pain in his body made the corners of Yang Ye's mouth twitch, and he said in his heart: "If it goes on like this, I will definitely be grinded to death by this sword array!" Thinking of this, after Yang Ye casually split and stabbed a few spirit swords in front of him, his eyes quickly glanced around, and said in his heart: "There must be a way, there must be, I can only break through if I find a way to deal with these spirit swords!"

Yang Ye really wanted to sit down and slowly think of a way to deal with the sword formation, but how could this sword formation give him a chance? Every five breaths and a hundred qi swords, the time would definitely not be half a point later! So Yang Ye had to quickly turn his brain to find a way while fighting against the spirit sword now! I have to say that this is very flexible to exercise the brain!

Another half an hour passed, and at this time, Yang Ye not only didn't think of any good way, but on the contrary, he didn't look like a person anymore. At this time, the clothes on his body had already disappeared cleanly, and the skin of his whole body was exposed to the air, not only that, but his whole body was covered with blood, as if he had taken a blood bath, which was terrifying and hideous!

"What a perverted sword formation, who the fuck made this out, is this really used to assess disciples, not to torture people?"

Feeling the abnormality of his body and the sharp pain in his body, Yang Ye couldn't help but curse in his heart. From the time the sword formation ran to the present, this time was really a torture for him. If it were an ordinary person, the most he would have been stabbed by the spirit sword and then die failed.

At first, he was glad that his physical body was strong enough to resist these spirit swords. But now, he wished that his body was not strong at all! Why? Because it was because of his physical strength that he was the way he is now.

If his physical body is as strong as a king-level mysterious beast, then these spirit swords are just tickles for him!But the problem is no! His physical defense has a certain resistance to these spirit swords, but it is not completely resistant, so this situation has been created, the air sword can break through his skin, but it will not cause him fatal damage.

To put it simply: it hurts and you don't die!

Yang Ye had only heard of a thousand cuts before, and he had never seen it, but now he had experienced it himself!

However, Yang Ye also discovered a phenomenon that was good for himself, that is, when his whole body was "cut by a thousand knives", the small whirlpool in his body seemed to be very much in favor of his physical body, because the small whirlpool dantian took the initiative to flow out the golden Xuan Qi continuously, and automatically flowed to all the meridians of his body, repairing the injuries of his body!

Why did the little whirlpool agree with this, because Yang Ye had carefully observed that as long as his physical body was extremely damaged, the golden Xuan Qi in his dantian would automatically repair it, and he didn't need to operate it by himself at all. And if the golden Xuan Qi in the normal dantian is not enough, the small whirlpool will flow out the golden Xuan Qi in it, which is very generous!

This matter made Yang Ye very puzzled, but he didn't have time to care about this issue now. Now he was faced with an even bigger problem, and that was how to deal with these spirit swords.

Yang Ye's brain was spinning rapidly, he had to think of a way now, otherwise if he continued, he would definitely be tortured to death. Although the little whirlpool took the initiative to help him repair his body, it was obvious that this injury came faster than the repair, and in the long run, it would not only be an inhuman torture for it, but I am afraid that it would also be life-threatening.

Because Yang Ye didn't dare to guarantee that this was still an illusion at this time, the old man said that the strength of this sword array was very consistent with some of the characteristics of the sword array, that is, the old man may not have been transformed from the illusion, or it was transformed, but what he said was true.

In short, no matter what, Yang Ye didn't dare to bet, he had to live, even if it was really an illusion!

Another half an hour had passed, and Yang Ye had already shown a tired color, and both his strength and speed had dropped significantly. This discovery made Yang Ye's hairs stand on end, because in the previous battle with the sword slave, he was only tired and mentally exhausted at most, but this kind of problem did not appear in all aspects of his body, but now it has appeared, what does it mean? It means that this illusion is very likely to be real

Yang Ye took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, in this case, if he is not calm, then he is really dead. Suddenly, Yang Ye's eyes lit up, and he thought of a way!

Just when more than thirty spirit swords came to Yang Ye, Yang Ye did not forcibly regret it as before! but gave up defense and attack, and then performed the sword control technique on the thirty or so spirit swords that came to him. The spirit swords that were originally facing Yang Ye's door, chest, and several key points were about to stab Yang Ye, and then a strange scene appeared, and those spirit swords suddenly moved a few centimeters to the side under the control of Yang Ye's mind!

"Whew!"

More than thirty spirit swords made intimate contact with Yang Ye's body, and then blood spilled out of Yang Ye's body again. For the pain coming from his body, Yang Ye didn't seem to feel it, and he almost jumped up with excitement, because the sword art can really resist these masterless spirit swords!

This discovery made Yang Ye feel like he had suddenly found a fire in the pitch-black and bottomless abyss, could he not be excited?

Next, Yang Ye was much easier than before, he first used all his strength to smash a few spirit swords, and then cast the sword control technique, controlling some of the rest of the spirit swords to change the direction of attack. I have to say that this method is very good, in this case, his physical body is less and less damaged by the spirit sword!

The potential of people in a desperate situation is huge, and in the past, Yang Ye practiced swordsmanship, and the progress can be described as turtle speed. But at this time, Yang Ye can be described as making rapid progress. At first, he was only able to control a few qi swords, but after two hours, he was already able to influence more than a dozen spirit swords, and after four hours, he was already able to control nearly twenty spirit swords!

Time passed little by little, and when the day passed, Yang Ye was already able to influence more than fifty qi swords. It's only within a centimeter, but it's enough for him. Now as long as the spirit sword enters a range of one zhang around him, he will forcibly change direction, and then collide with other spirit swords, it can be said that he is very relaxed now!

Three days have passed, and at this time, Yang Ye has no more embarrassed appearance except for a little blood and horror on his body. At this time, Yang Ye sat on the ground, his face was not a little nervous and dignified, but a light and breezy appearance!

The runes trembled in the field, and a new round of air swords attacked. The Hundred Dao Qi Sword shot towards Yang Ye from four directions, and the speed was as fast as ever.

Looking at those qi swords shooting fiercely, Yang Ye's blood-covered face had an almost indelible smile, and when a hundred qi swords entered a range of a zhang in front of him, those hundred qi swords suddenly turned strangely and shot away in another direction.

"Peng!"

The Hundred Dao Spirit Sword slammed into the wall, making a huge explosion of energy.

Just as Yang Ye was waiting for the next round of attacks, at this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the empty hall: "Good strength, good sword skills, good physical body, you are very good, you can come here to cultivate in the future." The remaining seven layers can be tried after reaching the King Realm!"

After this voice was finished, without waiting for Yang Ye to reply, Yang Ye felt a whirlwind of the world, and then a feeling of dizziness came from his brain, I don't know how long it took, Yang Ye suddenly heard someone around him who seemed to be shouting his name.

"Yang Ye came out, came out"