Immediately afterwards, he saw an extremely unforgettable sight.

On the deck of the originally empty Nine-Tooth Ship, flags were suddenly fluttering and figures were stirring.

I don't know when it started, but a group of soldiers wearing armor appeared on the battleship.

These soldiers, armed with long knives, stopped directly in front of the assassin and surrounded him!

"Where did these soldiers come from?"

"No, it was transformed from the formation! Oh my God, what kind of formation is this? It can actually summon such a formation!"

Many people from the Zhang family raised their heads and gathered here with all their eyes.

The formation methods used by Lu Yu had exceeded their expectations.

Some people have seen a duel between formation masters, but they have never seen a formation like Lu Yu's that can change in such a way.

"Um?"

Even Wei Mengting, who had remained silent, opened her eyes and looked at what was happening on the ring.

"Miss, the opponent's methods are very strong. Qingfeng is afraid that he will lose this time." Beside Wei Mengting, a sword cultivator from the Wei family said.

Wei Mengting said lightly: "It doesn't matter. Since he is willing to challenge, let him try it."

Suddenly, Wei Mengting changed the subject again: "However, this time I discovered a formation genius. He seems to be unpopular in the Zhang family. Check his background. If he has no background, recruit him.

It’s not bad to join the family.”

On the stage.

Countless soldiers controlled the assassin and tied him to the ground.

"The assassin has been captured and will be executed immediately!"

"kill!"

A soldier drew his sword and chopped off the assassin's head with one blow.

It seemed to be a duel between phantoms, but as the assassin's shadow shattered, the Green Lotus Sword Formation under Wei Mengting's feet seemed to have reached its limit and could no longer support it.

Boom!

Another spiritual stone cannon burst out from the battleship, bombarding Wei Qingfeng!

Wei Qingfeng fell to the ground again, and the exquisite inner armor on his body seemed to have reached its limit and shattered into pieces all over the ground.

He also suffered serious internal injuries and began to vomit blood from his mouth.

"Qingfeng, if you can't do it, just retreat." A sword cultivator from the Wei family advised.

Everyone could see that Wei Qingfeng's formation skills were far from Lu Yu's opponent.

Just by transforming so many soldiers, Lu Yu's formation methods are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"No, I will never give up!"

Wei Qingfeng suddenly stood up again.

His body was covered in blood, but this time, Wei Qingfeng's eyes looked even more fierce and terrifying.

"I don't believe that your strength is as strong as mine! How old are you? Even if you practiced cultivation from your mother's womb, you wouldn't be able to reach this level!" Wei Qingfeng roared through gritted teeth.

"Miss, do you want to stop him?" A sword cultivator asked worriedly.

Wei Mengting said lightly: "Let him go!"

Boom!

The next moment, Wei Qingfeng jumped onto the ring again.

In his hand, he still held the long purple sword, which was shining with cold light and had astonishing power.

"This is the fourth spot for the formation master of my Wei family!" Wei Qingfeng roared.

Everyone was shocked.

Even if you are injured like this, you still have to fight!

This is sword cultivation, the sword's will reaches the heart, and no difficulty can stop it.

Lu Yu walked out of the Nine-Tooth Battleship, his eyes becoming much more cautious.

"You have a good fighting spirit. Since you want to fight, I will do my best." Lu Yu said.
Chapter completed!