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Chapter 1,337 Formation Competition

 A large number of teams followed behind Liu Wuxie.

Winning the first place in three aspects, whether it is the tool path, the alchemy path, or the talisman path, he is called a monster.

Such a genius will definitely put great pressure on other sects.

The only way is to nip it in the cradle.

"Brother Liu, many people are following us!"

Fan Ya and Liu Wuxie walked side by side. After experiencing what happened to the Earthly Underworld Clan, the relationship between the two became inseparable.

That kind of faint emotion rippled between the two of them.

"Ignore it, let's head to the second floor entrance as soon as possible."

Liu Wuxie's goal is the top treasure. Whether he can get the first place in the last level is no longer important.

Ranking first among the three levels was enough for Tianlong Sect to agree to his conditions.

Zhuge Ming led the team, and the sect leader took action mysteriously. Various signs showed that his monster-like performance had attracted the attention of the sect's senior officials.

Use the ghost pupil technique, and your gaze can penetrate hundreds of millions of miles.

Today's Ghost Eye Technique can no longer be called Ghost Eye Technique. It incorporates a trace of the power of Ghost Eyes.

Only when fighting can the ghost eyes be opened.

"The Sun-shooting Tower is composed of countless formations, and the entrance changes in real time. We are heading west now."

Liu Wuxie ordered Alei to lead the team towards the west.

"Junior Brother Wuxie, the entrance is obviously on the east side!"

Far away, I can already see the entrance to the second floor. It is very large, like a crystal wall. It is not easy to enter it.

"Do as I say."

Liu Wuxie needs their unconditional obedience, and there is no need to explain it to them so clearly.

Alley immediately changed direction and walked towards the west.

The teams behind him were confused as to what Liu Wuxie was up to.

"What is this Liu Wuxie going to do? Why is he heading west?"

Many humans stopped and said curiously.

"Leave him alone."

Those who had no grudge against Liu Wuxie continued to move toward the east, and were indifferent to where Liu Wuxie was going.

There was a small group of people still following behind, and Liu Wuxie must have found some clues.

"Senior Brother Mu, how do we leave?"

Taiyi Sect was divided into several teams, one of which had been following Liu Wuxie.

The leading young man is called Mu Qingshan, and he is also a proud man.

In terms of alchemy talent, he is not as good as Mo Hong, but his martial arts talent is extremely high, not inferior to Mo Hong.

This time, he will lead the team and find a way to kill Liu Wuxie.

"Follow me."

Mu Qingshan waved his hand and the team quickly followed.

In addition to the Taiyi Sect disciples, there are also some faceless tribes, demon tribes, and orc tribes following not far away.

Liu Wuxie won the first place in the first three sessions. If you follow him, you will definitely not suffer.

The further we go, the farther we go, because no one comes from the west, and this side is desert.

"Senior Brother Mu, should we take action?"

The Taiyi Sect disciples couldn't hold themselves back any longer.

Although Liu Wuxie and the others have about a hundred people, Taiyi Sect has a total of three hundred people.

And they came with big weapons.

Mu Qingshan's gaze fell on Liu Wuxie like lightning. With a wave of his hand, a team of three hundred people rushed forward and surrounded Liu Wuxie and others.

The battle is about to break out.

There are no treasures in the Sun-shooting Tower. Instead, it is a massacre.

Many sects will take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate their opponents' strength.

In previous years, very few humans participated in the Sun God Tower, and the competition was basically between demons and monsters.

This year is different from the past because of the appearance of the monster Liu Wuxie.

"Liu Wuxie, your death has come."

Not all of the three hundred masters were Taiyi Sect disciples. Liu Wuxie saw masters from An Liuxing and Tian Yunxing mixed in among them.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous that you guys just want to kill us?"

Liu Wuxie looked at them with a smile, a mocking look on his lips.

The eyes of one hundred Tianlong Sect members are all green, these three hundred people are worth thirty million star stones!

Kill one person and be rewarded with 100,000 star stones.

Three hundred people, exactly 30 million star stones.

The disciples of Tianlong Sect all looked at Liu Wuxie, some of them couldn't wait any longer.

"Liu Wuxie, you are so stubborn even when you are about to die, do you think we are relying on these people to kill you?"

Mu Qingshan sneered, and the three hundred people quickly dispersed to form a formation.

Unexpectedly, they also trained a set of formation spells. Although they cannot move, they can be formed instantly.

It's not like Liu Wuxie's Heavenly Thunder and Moon-Burning Formation, which can be changed at will.

The formation was formed, and a boundless force crushed it down.

An even more terrifying scene appeared, a huge sword floating in the air, another weapon that was not weaker than the Huntian Wheel.

In order to kill Liu Wuxie, Taiyi Sect spent a lot of money.

It's really hard to bear to take out such a monster weapon again and again.

"Children of Taiyi Sect, prepare to die."

A Lei roared, stepped into the formation's eye, and the Sky Thunder Burning Moon Formation was instantly formed.

Next is Ali, with his foot in the dry position, and Alei in the kun position.

Qian is Yang and Kun is Yin, forming a merger of Yin and Yang.

The moment the formation was formed, Mu Qingshan's eyes shrank.

"Liu Wuxie, so what if you set up a formation, we have already sealed off the surrounding areas."

A Taiyi Sect disciple sneered and launched an attack.

This is not only a battle of force, but also a battle of formations.

Liu Wuxie said nothing. Two flags appeared in Fan Ya's hands, crossing each other, and a hundred Tianlong Sect disciples moved quickly.

Like afterimages, no one knows where they will end up.

In Fanya's eyes, the formation arranged by the Taiyi Sect was vulnerable to a single blow, and was even worse than the Vientiane Gods and Buddhas formation.

"How could this happen? They were able to find the flaw in our formation immediately."

Many Taiyi Sect disciples screamed in surprise, and several gaps had been opened.

It only lasts half a breath, which is incredible.

"Thunder Sword, take action!"

Mu Qingshan shouted loudly, controlled the Thunder Sword, and slashed at Liu Wuxie.

The momentum was unparalleled, and it actually tore a gap in the Sky Thunder Burning Moon Formation. This long sword was very impressive.

Liu Wuxie stood quietly and allowed the sword to attack.

"close!"

Fan Ya's body floated, and the flag in her hand danced faster.

To deal with this group of people, there is no need for Liu Wuxie to take action.

Alei and Ali quickly joined together, and they punched together, forming a boundless wave.

After superimposition, the power of a hundred Tianlong Sect disciples was gathered together into a peak strike.

"Boom!"

The power was like breaking bamboo, the fist force swept across the sky, and directly punched the Thunder Sword.

"jump!"

At the moment of impact, a powerful ripple formed, and the Thunder Sword was blown away.

This scene made all Taiyi Sect disciples look fearful.

The formation controlled by Fan Ya is simply incredible, and has reached the level of competing with the peak cave virtual realm.

Moreover, the formation is watertight. No matter how they attack, these one hundred Tianlong Sect disciples can easily defeat them.

Without the suppression of the Thunder Sword, the flag in Fanya's hand changed again.

The killing officially begins!

One hundred Tianlong Sect disciples were like hungry wolves, walking on strange footwork.

Then he blended in with the disciples of Taiyi Sect.

No one knows how they did it.

Fortunately, there are not many people here. Most of the monks have already gone to the east.

"not good!"

Mu Qingshan realized something was wrong and took a step back.

To control the Thunder Sword, at least two hundred disciples are needed.

Fortunately now, everyone's power has been suppressed by the Tianlong Sect disciples, and no one comes to control the Thunder Sword.

"Kill!"

The Tianlong Sect disciples finally seized the opportunity, just like chopping melons and vegetables.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people were killed.

Those Tianlong Sect disciples who failed to kill Taiyi Sect rushed in like wolves and tigers.

Like harvesting wheat, they fall one after another.

"How could this happen? Why is our formation so vulnerable?"

Those Taiyi Sect disciples looked up to the sky and sighed. They spent three days training this formation.

As a result, Liu Wuxie was vulnerable to a blow and was beaten to a pulp.

The more people die, the fewer people there are to control the Thunder Sword.

This also gives Tianlong Sect more room for activities.

Mu Qingshan's face was gloomy and terrifying. He stretched out his hand and the Thunder Sword returned to his palm.

He alone cannot activate the Thunder Sword to kill people.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Mu Qingshan issued the order to retreat.

The Taiyi Sect disciples were so frightened that they peed their pants and kept running away in all directions.

"Kill them all!"

Liu Wuxie finally gave the order.

After Fan Ya received the order, she suddenly lowered the flag in her hand.

A storm appeared, sweeping across the entire battlefield with devastating force.

The formation can be moved and reduced at will, and can be guarded by more than a hundred people.

It can also be expanded to surround thousands of people. This is the power of the Sky Thunder Moon Burning Formation.

One hundred Tianlong Sect disciples, plus Alei and Ali, quickly spread out to form a fan shape.

Surround all the disciples of Taiyi Sect.

"How could this be? Their formation can be moved at will."

The disciples of Taiyi Sect were on the verge of crying. They had never seen such a strange thing.

Movable formations are so rare. It is recorded in ancient books that the people who can really arrange them have long since disappeared.

No wonder when Liu Wuxie proposed to arrange the mobile formation, many elders of Tianlong Sect had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

The moving formation has been lost for millions of years, and even those in the Sky-Peering Realm only have a partial understanding of it.

After surrounding them, the killing began again.

"Fight them!"

Mu Qingshan had already risked his life, even if it meant losing both sides, he still wanted to kill Liu Wuxie.

This is only the first floor of the Sun-shooting Tower. There are a lot of traps behind it, waiting to kill Liu Wuxie.

The remaining two hundred Taiyi Sect masters rushed towards the Tianlong Sect disciples frantically.

The flag in Fan Ya's hand changed again, and a hundred Tianlong Sect disciples quickly dispersed. Taiyi Sect's attack was silenced.

It's like hitting a ball of cotton with no effect.

Taiyi Sect became more and more frightened as he fought, and could no longer describe his mood at this moment.

"Use the Thunder Sword and die with them."

Mu Qingshan suddenly made a decisive expression and drew the Thunder Sword.

He planned to detonate the Thunder Sword and use the powerful shock wave to kill everyone.

The Thunder Sword is comparable to the peak cave virtual realm. If it explodes, it will be nothing.

Even Liu Wuxie will not be spared, and everyone in the Tianlong Sect will die by then.

Liu Wuxie would never allow this to happen, and looked at Fan Ya, who nodded.

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