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Chapter 630 Formation!

Chapter 630 Set up the formation!

After a while, the old man in black robe observed the Nine Nether Formation of everyone present.

Thousands of people participated in the assessment, but in the end only one or two hundred people passed the assessment.

The assessment is extremely difficult.

"It seems I'm worrying too much."

The old man in black robe glanced outside the arena and found nothing unusual.

He had previously received intelligence that people from hostile forces had entered Kowloon City.

That's why he specifically changed places with the elder who originally came to preside over the assessment.

And he displayed the Nine Nether Formation to cover the entire examination room.

"Disperse!"

The old man in black robe quickly made a hand seal.

The Nine Nether Formation was suddenly covered with cracks like spider webs, turned into countless fragments and dissipated into nothingness.

However!

At the moment when the Nine Nether Formation dispersed.

Someone in the square actually launched an attack on the disciples of the Yin Yang Sect who had passed the examination!

"You bastard! How dare you send a traitor to attack right under my nose! Do you really think I'm just a decoration?"

The old man in black robe roared angrily.

The violent energy poured out of his body, forming a huge wave.

laugh!

An arrow more than ten meters long pierced the air like a meteor and streaked across the sky towards the old man in black robe!

The black-robed old man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly blocked his face with his arms.

The arrows exploded!

The hands and arms of the old man in black robes also suffered considerable damage! There are already signs of cracks!

"Jiang Haotian, we haven't seen each other for several years, right?"

A middle-aged man with sinister eyebrows and stern eyes was floating in the void and looking at Elder Jiang from a distance, holding a jet black sickle tightly in his hand.

"It's you!"

"The Bloody Hand Sect slaughtered thousands of people!"

Jiang Haotian recognized this middle-aged man.

The hatred between the Yin Yang Sect and the Blood Hand Sect has lasted for hundreds of years.

Over the years, there has been a lot of friction between the Yin Yang Sect and the Blood Hand Sect.

In previous years, the Bloody Hand Sect would also send undercover agents to interfere with the Yin Yang Sect's absorption of fresh blood, but this year it was the first time that the elders took action personally!

"The strength of your Blood Hand Sect is certainly not bad, but after all, Kowloon City is the territory of our Yin Yang Sect. If your Blood Hand Sect comes in so arrogantly, aren't you afraid that we will take the blame?"

"Could it be that?"

As he was talking, Jiang Haotian seemed to realize something.

A communication talisman appeared in Jiang Haotian's hand. After injecting energy into it, the communication talisman started to burn.

When the communication talisman appeared in front of Jiang Haotian again, Jiang Haotian's face turned pale.

The communication talisman says that the Yin Yang Sect is now being attacked!

"Find an open place to compete?

Elder Haotian?"

Wanwan Tu smiled and said.

Jiang Haotian is the main mage, and Wanwan Tu is the main assassin.

It would definitely be very disadvantageous to fight Jiang Haotian in close combat.

But if Jiang Haotian and Wanwan Tu compete here.

The aftermath of the battle between the two of them might kill the newly recruited disciple of their Yin Yang Sect!

So Jiang Haotian had to accept the challenge!

"Can!"

A silver spear appeared in Jiang Haotian's hand, and he rushed high into the sky with the spear and Ten Thousand Tu.

The two immediately started a fierce battle.

"Elder Haotian was attracted away?

It seems we can only rely on ourselves to fight this battle!"

said the people in the square.

Most of the people in the square are formation masters, and their attainments in martial arts are not particularly high.

But the Bloody Hand Sect is one of the few sects in their area that mainly focuses on practicing martial arts.

Once the formation master is approached, he is definitely no match for these people!

Therefore, even if the Blood Hand Sect does not have a numerical advantage, they can kill everyone in the field!

"Keep your distance, keep your distance!"

"You hold on first, I'll set up the formation!"

A man holding a staff said.

The man with the staff gently tapped the staff in his hand against the ground.

A six-pointed star shape appeared on the ground.

"Want to set up a formation?"

A Blood Hand Sect assassin sneered and appeared behind the man with the staff like a ghost holding a dagger.

"not good."

The man with the staff was very nervous.

At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind.

It’s over!

At the very moment he thought he was about to die.

Ye Chen appeared behind him.

"court death."

The Blood Hand Sect assassin swung his dagger and struck at Ye Chen's neck.

However, it was clamped by Ye Chen's two fingers with great ease. Ye Chen used two fingers to exert force.

Bang!

The Blood Hand Sect assassin staggered back several steps.

Ye Chen punched out!

The Blood Hand Sect assassin's chest was directly penetrated with a huge bloody hole.

He died immediately and fell into a pool of blood.

"Brother, not only are you so accomplished in formations, but you are also so accomplished in martial arts?"

The man with the staff sighed.

"Stop bragging about me and quickly set up the formation!"

"The attack power of the formation master is strong, but all this is based on the formation of the formation."

Ye Chen said.

He quickly went to rescue other formation mages who were approached by assassins.

Bang bang bang!

Every time Ye Chen got close to an enemy, he would easily take away one of them with one punch.

In just half a quarter of an hour.

Out of hundreds of assassins, there are only less than a hundred left!

The assassin's originally arrogant and domineering arrogance suddenly dissipated.

The formations of the formation masters also gradually took shape.

"Fire Array!"

"Frost Formation!"

"Nine Nether Formation!"



After the formations were successfully deployed.

Countless dazzling streams of light pierced the sky and blasted away in the direction of the assassins.

"Run!"

One of the assassins shouted harshly.

They never expected that there would be an Earth Saint in this square!

Without Ye Chen's harassment, a few hundred of them could fight one against ten and kill all the thousands of formation mages in one fell swoop!

But it's too late to retreat at this time!

Bang bang bang!

There was a roaring sound in the field, as if a divine thunder exploded.

One by one, the assassins turned into blood mist and disappeared into nothingness.

Bloody Hand Tu, who was fighting Elder Jiang high in the air, heard the screams of his disciples below and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look below.

"What?"

"Why did these idiots let those formation masters set up formations?"

Xue Shuitu couldn't help but be quite surprised when he saw hundreds of his disciples wiped out.

"Right now."

Elder Jiang saw that Xueshou Tu was a little distracted, so he quickly seized the opportunity and used the formation.

Elder Jiang formed a series of hand seals in an instant.

A huge circular wheel appeared under Elder Jiang's feet.

Chains as black as ink burst out from the roulette wheel!

Tsk tsk tsk!

The chains were overwhelming and attacking the Bloody Hand Slaughter.

"not good."

Xue Handu's expression changed.

He quickly used his body skills to dodge, but even though he reacted quickly, he was still hit by a chain on his right arm, which penetrated a hole.

In battles between strong men of this level, the winner and loser are often decided in the same encounter!

Elder Jiang, who was originally at a disadvantage, turned the tide of the battle in an instant!


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