Chapter four hundred and fifty seventh embarrassed
"boom!"
There was another violent tremor.
After a while, the formation returned to normal again.
Liao Wenguang was very excited. He seemed to have seen the moment when the formation shattered.
Next to him, He Jun was not as optimistic as Liao Wenguang.
He stared at the formation with flickering eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
He picked up the blood-drinking knife and was about to attack again when He Jun said: "Forget it, Lao Liao, you can't break this formation."
Liao Wenguang's expression changed and he said displeasedly: "What did you say? Lao He, are you afraid that I will take the credit from you?"
He Jun glanced at him lightly and said: "Since you said so, just assume that I didn't say anything just now, and you can continue to try."
Liao Wenguang's face didn't look good, and he was in a dilemma for a while.
When it comes to force, of course he is a few steps ahead of He Jun. But when it comes to understanding of battle tactics, He Jun is more than ten steps ahead of him.
Seeing that the passage between the two realms is about to be opened, the powerful soul sea realm masters like Zichen Sect all want to make meritorious deeds in front of the Wind Emperor.
If Liao Wenguang could break the formation independently, then the credit this time would belong to him alone. Naturally, he would not want to give this credit to He Jun.
But he knew about He Jun's formation skills. If he wasn't alarmist, wouldn't his efforts be in vain?
After hesitating for a moment, Liao Wenguang coldly snorted: "Humph! Just give it a try!"
Liao Wenguang felt that his attack just now had caused considerable damage to the formation. If he applied more force, he would be able to forcibly break the formation.
He Jun sneered, but did not do much to stop Liao Wenguang.
Without too much nonsense, Liao Wenguang slashed out again, this time with a little more strength in his hand.
There was another violent tremor, and the formation seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Liao Wenguang glared at He Jun as if to demonstrate, and once again increased his strength.
Liao Wenguang was so excited that he slashed out with his knife.
The disciples of the Zichen Sect could only hear the roaring sound, as if the entire Lingfu Mountain was about to fall apart.
However, in the blink of an eye, Liao Wenguang struck out with more than a dozen knives, the momentum created became louder and louder each time, and the formation shook more and more violently, but it was not broken.
Liao Wenguang was panting from exhaustion and finally realized something was wrong.
More than a dozen swords were fired in a row, and each sword was more powerful than the last. It seemed that each sword hit the limit that the formation could withstand.
In other words, the limit of this sect-protecting formation is increasing with his attacks!
Damn it, aren’t you kidding me!
Liao Wenguang was so angry that he gritted his teeth and glanced at He Jun, only to find that He Jun was looking at him leisurely, as if he was watching a good show.
"What the hell, why don't you steam the steamed buns to save your breath! I want to see where the limit of this formation is!"
Liao Wenguang was so stimulated by He Jun's eyes that he suddenly became stubborn.
In front of thousands of Zichen Sect disciples, if Liao Wenguang gave in now, where would he put his face in the sect in the future?
Liao Wenguang was already riding a tiger and was unable to get off, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue his violent attack.
At this time, he no longer cared about saving trump cards and used all his strongest attacks in one go.
However, it was of no use.
Apart from the massive tremors, the formation still showed no signs of damage.
Liao Wenguang was almost exhausted from exhaustion. Even if he was a strong man in the middle stage of Soul Sea, he could not sustain such a powerful attack for long.
"This...what the hell is this formation? How can it be so powerful?"
"When I saw Elder Liao's attack just now, I thought the formation was nothing more than that. But Elder Liao slashed out with dozens of knives, and surprisingly he didn't break the formation!"
"Didn't you say that Youyun Sect's sect-protecting formation is only a fourth-level low-grade formation? How could it possibly block Elder Liao's attack?"
"You see, Elder Liao is already so exhausted. To be able to exhaust a mid-level Soul Sea powerhouse to this point, this formation is really..."
"Until now, it was Elder Liao who was attacking. I was present that day, and this formation was obviously controlled by someone. It could also actively attack, emitting extremely terrifying streams of light, and instantly killed Elder Ma!"
There has been a lot of discussion in the Zichen Sect, especially those warriors who have experienced Ma Yi's death. At this time, they are extremely afraid of the formation.
So far, this sect-protecting formation has been on the defensive, and that extremely powerful streamer has not appeared yet!
just in case……
I was really afraid of what would come. After enduring an attack from Liao Wenguang, several streams of light spread out and rushed towards Liao Wenguang!
Liao Wenguang was almost at the point of running out of fuel, and the timing of the appearance of these streams of light was just right. It was just when Liao Wenguang's old strength was gone and new strength was not regenerated!
Liao Wenguang's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly wanted to run away, but his energy was exhausted at this time, how could he still run?
Liuguang's speed was much faster than him, and he caught up with him in an instant.
"boom!"
The huge air wave pushed Liao Wenguang far away and fell heavily to the ground.
Liao Wenguang rolled all the way to the ground, struggled to get up, and ate a mouthful of ashes, feeling very embarrassed.
The formation returned to calm again, as if nothing had happened just now.
But Liao Wenguang was still frightened. At the critical moment of life and death, if He Jun hadn't taken action to disperse those streaks of light, he might have followed in Ma Yi's footsteps.
"He Jun! You know this formation is powerful, why didn't you take action earlier!" Liao Wenguang came to He Jun and said angrily.
Liao Wenguang couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been so embarrassed. Today's experience made him extremely depressed and he needed to find a channel to vent.
He Jun said calmly: "I have advised you a long time ago, but you didn't listen to the advice and insisted on breaking the formation! I just saved you, so it's fine if you don't thank me, but you still have the nerve to come and question me?
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"You!" Liao Wenguang was speechless.
"This formation is very mysterious. It is not a fourth-level low-grade formation at all. It is very different from the information we learned before!" He Jun said in a deep voice.
Liao Wenguang's expression changed and he said: "What! It's not the fourth-level low-grade? What level is that?"
He Jun said: "If my prediction is correct, this formation is at least the fourth level of top grade! Even if the sect master comes in person, he may not be able to forcefully break the formation!"
Liao Wenguang was so surprised that he forgot the embarrassment just now and said in surprise: "The sect leader can't even break this formation? Are you kidding! My attack just now was obviously close to breaking it, but it was just a little less powerful.
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He Jun looked disdainful and sneered: "Pull you down! Your attack just now was just to tickle others! The people who control the formation only control the formation to the middle stage of the Soul Sea in order to save their energy.
, that’s why your attack can have that effect. If it weren’t for the presence of the two of us, you would already be a dead body now!”