Chapter 345: Ten Thousand Shadows Killing Formation
The courage of an ordinary man? Still eager to protect his wife!
Facing Lin Yuanqiao, Feng Mian knew that he might not be his opponent. Of course, as wise as he was, he also understood that the other party had no ill intentions towards Lin Xiuran. Because from the strength of the aura, he had always been just surrounding him and had no killing intention.
But the biggest tacit understanding between Feng Mian and Lin Xiuran is mutual respect. Whatever she wants to do, even if she tries her best, she must help her complete it. Vice versa, the same goes for Lin Xiuran.
Nan Ming's sword was pointed directly at Lin Yuanqiao. Feng Mian was neither humble nor arrogant, and even his aura did not change at all.
"Senior, I heard some of your conversation with Xiuran. Since you are her relative, you should know her temperament very well. It is unwise to force her. Even if I go back with you, it will not help."
Lin Xiuran quietly retreated at this moment, leaving the home court to Feng Mian.
She wasn't worried at all, she just smiled happily.
When they last met, Feng Mian could still see some confusion in his eyes. But now it seems that he has completely broken through that barrier. Moreover, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is almost as good as himself.
Lin Yuanqiao looked Feng Mian up and down, his eyes changing from complicated to smiling.
"Boy, I have to admit that Ran girl has a very good vision. As long as I give you some more time, it won't be a problem to surpass me. But now, you are still a bit fanciful if you want to steal someone from me."
The afterimage flashed and Lin Yuanqiao disappeared.
Feng Mian's face darkened, and he felt carefully, but couldn't detect where his aura was.
Instinctively, he turned around and blocked Nanming's sword across his chest.
Clang! Ding!
There was a clear sound, and Lin Yuanqiao's figure was like a long sword, approaching Feng Mian's face.
When a finger was placed on the blade, Nanming's sword trembled violently, producing a harsh sword cry.
With this move, Lin Yuanqiao actually used eight levels of spiritual power, completely suppressing Feng Mian.
The figure quickly retreated, surrounded by a layer of powerful aura. As it continued to circulate, a mysterious light flashed in Feng Mian's eyes, and a mysterious mark lit up between his eyebrows.
The Nanming Sword whistled low, the sword energy surged, and the faint shadow of a pale red sword pill appeared on the tip of the sword.
"Tiangang Sword Qi! Broken!"
Bang! Boom!
With continuous muffled sounds, a sword energy spread out, forcing Lin Yuanqiao to retreat.
Feng Mian's face was very gloomy. He stamped his feet hard, and a deep mark appeared on the ground, which was enough to stabilize him.
Lin Yuanqiao flicked his sleeves and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "What a boy, your spiritual power and moves are so handsome!"
Feng Mian's aura was rising with no signs of weakening. The mark between his eyebrows became obvious, and a strange soul power surged. He slowly raised his right hand and pressed hard!
Lin Yuanqiao saw the air waves rolling in front of him. He was startled and quickly backed away. He opened his palms and a barrier appeared to block Feng Mian's pressure. However, the latter muttered something in his mouth and seemed to be chasing after him.
The next scene was that a powerful man in the middle stage of the Half-Step Divine Vein Realm was suppressed by a junior and was retreating steadily. And it was unknown what kind of power he had, and all his defenses were ineffective.
At the critical moment, Lin Yuanqiao flashed and appeared behind Feng Mian. He raised his hand and held his shoulder.
"Boy, something's wrong with you! Calm down and stop fighting."
Unexpectedly, Feng Mian grabbed his pulse with his backhand and struck out with a palm of his left hand. In panic, Lin Yuanqiao also hit him with a palm. Two air waves exploded in the middle. The two of them stepped back at the same time, and the air in their bodies surged at the same time.
Without hesitation, Feng Mian rushed forward. But
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At this time, a jade hand grabbed his arm, and with a burst of soft power, he forcibly stopped Feng Mian: "Feng Mian, that's enough! Don't continue to be impulsive."
As soon as his mind moved, Feng Mian's breath immediately converged and he looked at Lin Xiuran, his eyes gradually becoming clear and even gentle: "Ranran, are you okay? Let's go."
With a faint smile, Lin Xiuran crossed Feng Mian and faced Lin Yuanqiao.
"Grandpa, you have seen it now. As long as Feng Mian wants it, he can do it. Even if he faces you, he doesn't show the slightest fear. So you can rest assured that my vision of people is not wrong.
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Silent, Lin Yuanqiao's expression was very complicated, staring at Feng Mian's back, hesitating to speak.
Suddenly, his mind moved, and the corner of his mouth raised a strange arc: "Girl, if you want to leave now, I'm afraid it won't be that easy. I know that wherever Feng Mian goes, there will be trouble."
At the same time, Feng Mian and Lin Xiuran felt it. Even Yue Fengling also summoned the Qingfeng Sword and stared at the surroundings vigilantly. Auras surged over, all carrying a strong murderous aura. There were many people!
Looking around the mountain road, Lin Xiuran said lightly: "I really can't hold my breath anymore."
Not long after, figures flew out from the darkness in all directions, flowing around and surrounding them tightly. They seemed to be able to echo each other, so they instantly condensed into a powerful formation, sealing off the way back.
Above the many black shadows, a figure wearing a gray and white gown appeared, it was an old acquaintance again.
The corner of Feng Mian's mouth moved, and he cupped his hands and said: "Master Bai, long time no see, how are you?"
Bai Zhenyi stood in the sky, located in the center of many black shadows. He stared at Feng Mian gloomily.
"Boy, you are fearless. I had the intention to win you over, but I didn't expect that you would retaliate. I have allowed you to escape these days, so you think that the previous grudges are over? The price you should pay will come sooner or later!"
Yue Fengling's pretty face was cold, her jade hands tightly grasping the Qingfeng sword. She took a step forward and wanted to argue. But she was immediately pulled back by Feng Mian. She shook her head: "No need to say more, he has already preconceived ideas, and whatever he says is in vain."
After sweeping through the many black shadows, Feng Mian said calmly: "Master Bai, you are well prepared. If I guessed correctly, this battle should be the method of the Soul Sacrifice Sect, right? The Thousand Shadows Killing Formation is so majestic.
ah!"
"Haha... I guess you still have some courage. Boy, there is no need to pretend to be calm, you will definitely die today!"
After a moment of silence, Fengmian disappeared.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yuanqiao quietly stepped away and flew to a big tree, ready to watch the show.
Suddenly, he murmured: "The movements are much faster!"
Feng Mian suddenly appeared, and the Nanming Sword in his hand turned into streaks of sword light, surrounding himself. The sword veins in his body rose to the strongest, and swayed directly from among the many black shadows. The streaks of black energy dissipated in an instant.
With a thought in his heart, he raised his eyes and saw a beautiful figure wearing a long black dress, holding a long sword, attacking Feng Mian's face mercilessly. The two swords met, and a wave of air continued to erupt around them.
His left hand gathered the power of his palm and struck the ground hard. The air waves hit him. Feng Mian stabilized his body and stepped back.
In front of me, a beautiful figure in a black gauze dress stood quietly with a veil on her face.
The eyes that looked at Feng Mian were full of cold murderous intent, without any warmth at all.
Feng Mian's eyes were complicated. If he saw correctly, this person was Bai Qingyao. But why did her aura completely change? It was filled with a sinister aura, which was basically a trick of the Soul Sacrifice Sect.
"Miss Bai, you have fallen to this point! Why don't you..."
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"Shut up! Feng Mian, you killed my eldest brother and disturbed my peace in Ten Thousand Cave Gate. This debt must be settled. It is because of you that I am where I am today. Stop talking nonsense, you and I will never stop until death."
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The seals on his hands changed, and shadows spread out. Bai Qingyao spread his aura, and the black shadows around him instantly gathered to form an encircling situation, surrounding Feng Mian.
"I know you are very strong, but I have practiced this Ten Thousand Shadows Killing Formation for ninety-nine and eighty-one days. So no matter what tricks you use, you will not be able to escape the siege until your life breath is completely dissipated."
Countless black shadows surrounded Feng Mian, and icy air filled him. After trying several times, he found that it was of no use. It seemed that all the tricks were ineffective. If he tried hard, it would only backfire on him.
With a move of his right hand, Feng Mian restrained the Nanming Sword and his aura disappeared.
He completely emptied himself, and his consciousness entered a special space.
All formations have their own rules. Now that he can't open the space of the Divine Pillar, he doesn't have the biggest trump card. Carefully analyze the position of his feet and spot the changing rules of the black shadow.
The shadow flashed, and Feng Mian used the Mist Shadow Technique to disperse countless clones.
Clang! Clang! Bang!
As the moves clashed, the black shadows dispersed and gathered together, the flow was endless, and there seemed to be no possibility of exhaustion.
With a thought in his mind, golden light rose up. Feng Mian suddenly opened his eyes, clenched his right hand into a fist, and golden light filled his fist.
With a fierce punch, a tyrannical wave spread out, and a pillar of golden light rose into the sky.
At this time, a beautiful figure came over and stood on the air column. With both hands forming seals, the autumn water thin sword flew out, and a water dragon coiled on the air column. Then it sprayed out a powerful force of sunflower water, and the black shadow instantly
frozen.
"Ten thousand swords unite!"
A flash of blue light flashed over Yue Feng Ling's green-edged sword, and the blade turned into a sword wheel, flying down like a heavy rain. In just two breaths, all the shadows were destroyed. The purification of the golden light could no longer be done at all.
recover.
The long sword was pointed directly at Bai Qingyao, and the three of them were in different directions.
"Miss Bai, you seem to have forgotten our existence. The Ten Thousand Shadows Killing Formation is indeed very powerful, but you are so eager for success that you have not exerted one-tenth of its power. Not only that, you will bite back on yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the black shadows collapsed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from Bai Qingyao's mouth.
"Feng Mian...I admit that I still showed mercy to you in the end, so I accepted the defeat. But the Wanku Sect will not let go of my eldest brother's revenge..."
Feng Mian frowned, but before he could defend himself, a scolding came from the distance.
"Boy, girl, be careful!"
The figures quickly retreated, and the long swords in the hands of the three people were instinctively blocked in front of them.
Bai Zhenyi's shadow flashed, and he pressed forward step by step. His hand was filled with a gray-black air wave, attacking Feng Mian's vitals. However, the latter's instinctive defense, and countless tyrannical sword energy surging in his body, barely blocked it.
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"The sword vein enters the body? The sword pill silences the dantian? Boy, where did you get such good luck? The Chunyang Sword Pill, the most precious treasure of the Sword Sect, which is related to the lifeblood, was also obtained by you. If I don't kill you today, you will definitely become a hero in the future.
future trouble!"
Bai Zhenyi stepped back to avoid the sweep of the sword light. He glanced at Lin Yuanqiao in the distance and made sure that he had no intention of taking action. He turned his left hand, and a gray-black light appeared on the palm of his hand, rotating slowly.
Lin Yuanqiao's eyes changed: "This guy is also crazy! He actually used his original essence to refine the secret technique of Ten Thousand Cave. And this posture seems to be used on himself. Once activated, he will really fight to the death."