Zombie Evolution System

Sure enough, not long after Wen Du finished speaking, Commoner fell into the most difficult thing.

The sword formation shrunk rapidly, and soon it was in front of the commoner. Because of the shrinking space, the sword formation was no longer just one circle, but three circles.

The innermost circle is composed of seven flying swords, the second circle is composed of 12 flying swords, the third circle is composed of 24 flying swords, and there are a few scattered floating around Jianyi.

"Hey!"

Seeing such a situation, the Great Elder sitting at the highest position in the Elder's Seat couldn't help but sighed: "The commoner has too little combat experience, and the situation just now couldn't give the opponent a chance to breathe."

Wen Du turned his head and grinned when he heard this sentence: "Great Elder, Commoner is not the same kind of person as us, so we can't ask him on the same terms as we ask ourselves."

The Great Elder was stunned for a moment, and then nodded in a sudden realization. It was also because Wen Du had to remind him that he had unintentionally regarded Commoner as a person in the late stage of leaving his body.

Just when everyone thought that Commoner was about to lose, standing in the sword formation, he suddenly exerted his strength.

I saw his body prostrate on the ground in an instant, twisting his waist and moving forward quickly.

And at this moment, Jian Yi also waved his big hand downwards, and those spinning flying swords quickly turned their blades to the ground, spinning even faster.

The flying speed was too fast, and it easily blocked the commoner who was swimming forward.

The disciples in the audience, the four people sitting on the elders' seat, and Yuemingchu, Jin Dazhuang, all broke into a cold sweat secretly.

"throat!"

Seeing the crisp sound, Bu Yi actually broke through the innermost sword formation, but the second sword formation composed of 12 flying swords blocked his way.

Commoner still didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face. He stood there and hesitated for a moment, then quickly swam out of the sword formation in the same way.

"throat!"

As soon as he made a sound, his figure appeared in front of the last sword formation, but there was a bloodstain on his arm.

Because there was not much bleeding, the injury was not very serious, and it could even be said to be minimal.

This time, without any hesitation, he quickly swam towards the last sword formation.

Blocking with the spikes in his hand, he took advantage of that moment to get out.

However, it was also because of the power of the sword array that the only broken thorn in his hand fell to the ground.

Just when he was about to rush towards Jianyi empty-handed, several flying swords quickly appeared in his eyes.

If you look carefully, you will find that his pupils suddenly constricted twice, and then he just stood there.

"call--"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, because Jian Yi's scattered flying swords stopped less than one centimeter from the commoner's forehead.

"Uncle, I lost."

Even if he was facing death one second, the commoner remained calm the next.

Panting, Jian Yi waved his hand, and the flying swords around him also disappeared out of thin air.

Just now, that was the last spiritual power on his body. If the last few flying swords didn't work, he might be the one who lost.

Jian Yi, who was out of breath, swallowed hard, took two sharp breaths, and then slowly said: "I have an advantage in terms of cultivation, you are really powerful."

Bu Yi didn't speak, but glanced at Wen Du, and quickly walked off the ring.

"Teacher, I lost."

Walking in front of Wendu, the commoner clasped his fists.