In the scorching fire formation in the middle palace, the situation changed again. Zhao Jingmu, who was a student without knowing it, along with his son Zhao Jin and two masters of the Shengdan Realm, and three Ningzhen Realm masters, were suddenly hit by the boundless fire wave.
It was heavily surrounded, and as if there was a strong wind above and a wave of fire attacking below, everyone suddenly felt the pressure increase greatly.
After all, Zhao Jingmu is a master of the sixth level of Shengdan. When he saw this, he quickly calmed down. At this time, the more panic he has, the more trouble he will have. The formation comes from the five elements of heaven and earth. Although he does not know what the formation is, he can
observe……
Thinking of this, Zhao Jingmu held Zhao Jin's hand and immediately ordered: "Everyone spread out, break every ten steps. If anyone finds a place without heat waves, inform everyone immediately."
There was no other way, Zhao Jingmu could only choose the clumsiest way to find the location of the Shengmen, and this method would definitely lead to some casualties, but it was better than the annihilation of the entire army.
Hearing Zhao Jingmu's order, everyone was worried about every step. Formation is the most abominable thing. If you don't understand it, it will bully you to death. No matter how powerful you are, you can't use it. So the formation
The sword light shot out, and everyone tried to move in the chosen direction while using their true energy to resist the attack of the fire wave.
Within a moment, another Ningzhen Realm master was burned to death...
"Don't go to the southeast, change places..." Zhao Jingmu's eyes were sharp. He knew that the formation had a characteristic, that is, the more dangerous the place, the closer it is to the door of death. The door of life and the door of death will never intersect.
Shouting like this, everyone retreated back, then changed their direction and stepped forward to explore...
Feng Jueyu watched carefully from a distance, and felt extremely happy. This was the first day he used formations to defend against enemies. Unexpectedly, he killed several Ningzhen realms without any effort. This was much faster than doing it himself.
, and it is very energy-saving. There is only one point in controlling the formation that consumes real energy, and that is changing formations.
It's just that frequent formation changes can easily make people aware of the formation's door to life and death. This is what he learned from the Feng family's ancient books. He doesn't want to change the formation unless it is absolutely necessary. But there is one thing, the formation
It's not completely unchanged. If you feel that the formation is damaged, you can also let the person setting up the formation look for opportunities to make up for it. So Feng Jueyu didn't hesitate to use his own skills. With a flick of his finger, a wisp of energy swept out, almost
A large boulder moved rapidly and changed its formation. In an instant, the situation inside changed drastically.
Zhao Jingmu and Zhao Jin had just found a cooler place. Before they could tell them to go out, a wave of fire suddenly hit them, forcing the two of them to retreat crazily. Then they saw Feng Jueyu's figure not far away.
Shen disappeared without a trace, and an angry Zhao Jin cursed loudly: "Damn it, Feng Jueyu, what kind of hero can you be if you have the guts to come out to compete with me and steal chickens and dogs?"
The sound came along with the wind. Feng Jueyu was carrying a stone and put it under his feet. Hearing Zhao Jin's shout, he replied contemptuously: "Mr. Zhao, put away your upright gentleman's style. I am here today."
I just plan to trick you to death, if you have the guts, come over..."
"you……"
When Zhao Jin heard this, he was immediately dizzy with anger. In addition, his whole body felt as if he was on fire after being hit by a wave of heat. He couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood...
"Wow……"
"Jin'er..." Zhao Jingmu's heart sank, thinking to himself that this Feng Jueyu was indeed very scheming, so he couldn't even arouse his anger and send him to his door automatically. It seemed that it was impossible to rely on provocation.
The best way is to find a way out, notify the disciples, bring more people, and finally someone who understands the formation will come to break the formation.
Just as he was thinking about it, an old man in the Shengdan realm broke into the door of death. A heat wave enveloped his whole body. The old man turned his palms to form a Qi Gang. The green Qi Gang blocked the heat wave for a while.
But at this time, Feng Jueyu came out from the side and said, "Hold on... I'll let you hold on..."
Involuntarily, at least three golden needles spilled out, and the golden light turned into golden threads and hit many large acupuncture points on the old man's back. Several wind-breaking sounds came, and the old man was caught off guard and received two needles in a row. Although he was hit by
One fell off, but the other two were shallowly pierced into the old man's back.
The Extreme Yang Fire Poison Needle, as the Feng Da Killer's true energy increased, its poison became more and more domineering. Coupled with the favorable time and place of the Zhonggong Earth Fire Formation, the old man suddenly felt anxious both internally and externally, as if there was a ball of fire in his chest, and the outside world was ablaze.
Caught in the midst of the mass of fire, he could only use up all his strength to drive away internal and external troubles...
Of course, Feng Jueyu could not give him a chance to recover. After all, in the large formation, Zhao Jingmu and others were not completely restrained. Once they felt that they should come to rescue, they would not hesitate to rush towards them despite the fire in the middle palace, and they wanted to kill someone.
It was extremely difficult. Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu pulled away. The Zique Sword flashed a pure purple light and went straight to the old man and stabbed him in three directions.
The six punishment swords were used to hit the throat with the upper posture, to explore the Dantian in the middle, and to attack the two points on the knee points downwards. These three sword rays, combined with the sharpness of the Zique sword, actually broke through the old man's second level spiritual armor with three bangs.
The spirit armor collapsed, and the next step was the soft armor. Otherwise, people in the big world are more treacherous and life-saving than the others. They have soft armor and spiritual armor for double protection, and some even wear a layer of armor on the outside.
Heavy armor is just like Feng Jueyu. If you put his golden shark suit on, it will be a triple defense of Zi Yao, golden shark, and spiritual armor. It will be even more difficult for ordinary swords to break through the defense.
However, whether it is soft armor, heavy armor or spiritual armor, the difference and power are very different, and it still depends on what the opponent is holding. For example, the first-grade black flame purple que in Feng Jueyu's hand cannot be resisted by ordinary armor and spiritual armor.
Less than...
"Puff puff!"
All three swords fell on the old man's body. Thanks to the warrior's high level of cultivation, all his defenses were broken. In the end, he was given a chance to dodge and bypassed his throat, but his Dantian and knees were not.
Fortunately, there were also three muffled sounds of sword blades piercing the body, and three blood springs spurted out. The old man's knees were immediately pierced with two holes, and the most fatal thing was the Dantian.
Yuan Da dispersed, and the outer gang disappeared in an instant. A strong wind blew in, causing the old man to stagger around and retreat far away...
"one……"
Feng Jueyu made a gesture of victory, and immediately slipped into the center of the formation, followed the five elements direction to find the Shengmen, and hid behind the big stone.
Zhao Jingmu saw this scene very clearly. The old man could be regarded as a good master among the Tiangong disciples. There were not many such people in Tiangong, only about twenty. He could just reimburse one of them casually. To Tiangong
Definitely a big hit...
Zhao Jingmu was so anxious that his eyes were red, and he flew up and took the old man into his arms. Ding Qing took a look, but it was hopeless.
"Feng Jueyu..." Zhao Jingmu, who was furious, raised his foot and kicked away a large stone. The gravel quickly blended into the strong wind, but it was unable to stir up any waves...
The sand was rolling, the wind was howling, and the boundless heat waves sometimes poured into the soles of the feet, sometimes squeezing from all sides. Everyone in the exhausted formation was panting, but there was nothing they could do.
If it is common for people in martial arts to fight and kill, it is understandable for Zhao Jingmu to comfort himself with such remarks at this time, but think about Feng Jueyu's less than three ounces of cultivation, which actually trapped his group to death.
Damn it, this tone is really hard to swallow. It would be a good thing if the whole army is really wiped out in the end. After all, there is no need to be embarrassed. Otherwise, if it is spread that someone in Zhao's sixth level of Shengdan is tortured by a boy who is in the first level of Shengdan.
I have no temper at all, and I can't even find a crack in the ground to satisfy my vanity.
"Come all over."
Zhao Jingmu found a relatively safe place, gathered everyone again, and counted them carefully. This time he brought out eleven, and in less than a blink of an eye, there were only five left. He almost died of anger after taking a breath, but he
Still forcing himself to calm down, he whispered: "Spread out, don't stay too far away, try to avoid the fire waves in the formation, and lure Feng Jueyu out. This time we join forces to kill him, and we will do it in one go."
"Work hard together." Everyone nodded. Otherwise, there was no other way. If Feng Jueyu continued to kill them one by one, in the end, they would all be burned alive in the formation without him having to do anything.
After giving the order, everyone dispersed immediately. Feng Jueyu, who was hiding behind the big rock, had been paying attention to everyone's movements. Dingqing took a look at the cautious steps and guessed something in her heart, and then she had a plan: Idiot, I want to
If you lie to me, I will play a trick with you.
While sneering, his figure moved and disappeared from where he was.
The fire wave in the formation was still there, and several guys with good skills who were lucky enough not to be burned to death were cunningly observing possible enemy attacks around them. Feng Jueyu picked another old man who was in the Shengdan realm. He had no choice but to
I originally wanted to attack Zhao Jin secretly, but Zhao Jingmu was not stupid. He knew that there was no way to protect his son, so he touched it and thrust out his sword without thinking. It was a false move...
The old man was relieved and shouted: "Here."
Shouting angrily, the old man clasped his hands and shook out two claws. It seemed that he planned to catch Feng Jueyu and wait for backup to come. Unfortunately, Feng Da Killer was proficient in assassination and could not be caught so easily. He curled up his lips.
Then he turned around, drew a long arc in the air and went around behind the old man, then raised his foot, aimed at the opponent's butt, and rolled him out violently.
"Get over there, idiot."
"Bang!" The old man lunged forward with great effort. Before he could react, he felt a wave of heat sweeping over him. He was horrified. It turned out that Feng Jueyu was planning to kick him into the formation. This was tantamount to falling into the enemy's trap. The old man was about to leave.
A warning sound sounded, and several rays of light had been shot from behind. At the same time, Feng Jueyu jumped out and struck him with three swords.
The purpose of these three swords was not to kill the enemy, but to prevent the old man from shouting out easily. The old man immediately held his breath and retreated violently. However, the direction of his retreat was a little unlucky. Feng Jueyu forced him to fall into the door of death. At this time, Zhao Jingmu