The big barbarian man sat on the back of a pottery horse, watching the clouds and dust being enveloped by the nine-color miasma like a canopy pouring from the sky.
Nine-colored clouds and mist cover the entire huge city, and the light flowing through it is really brilliant and dazzling.
"It borrows the appearance of the nine-color miasma from the outside, but contains the purest and purest essence of heaven and earth. Its power is so great that even with the combined strength of the three of us, I'm afraid we can't break it."
Ying Yonglin rode on the horse and said calmly.
The power of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams circulates in his eyes, and he wants to pry into the reality of the nine-color clouds, but is rejected by the intertwined nine-color clouds with thousands of changes.
"Damn it, just say this water-like thing can stop me, watch me smash this thing and the city wall to show you."
The barbarian man heard what Ying Yonglin said, but he didn't agree with it. His body suddenly shook, and he flew up from the place. He leaped into the air, accumulating huge kinetic energy and gravity. His whole body was like a mountain of meat, and he was covering the clouds with the force of Mount Tai.
The miasma cloud of the dusty city crashed over.
It caused the wind and clouds in the sky to stir, and the extremely fast air friction caused the flames to rise, enveloping the martial arts spirit, and hit the nine-color miasma shield heavily.
Unexpectedly, this miasma shield seems to be condensed with weak and weak cloud energy, but it is far more tenacious than imagined. After encountering external power, the nine kinds of miasma will weaken the miasma attack layer by layer, and finally divide the weakened power.
Give all the clouds and gases above the entire cloud dust.
Water is the softest in the world, and it can ride on the strongest in the world. It is extremely easy to use all the clouds above the clouds and dust to carry the weakened clouds.
After the nine-color cloud energy swallows up the external force and carries it, it will brew in it, and then after being added by nine different kinds of miasma, it will return it in full.
"boom!!!"
The barbarian man hit the Nine Colored Cloud Miasma, detonating a violent explosion of Nine Colored Huaguang.
Not only did it fail to blast away the shield, but it was bounced back and fell heavily in front of the military formation in the sky, causing the ground to be filled with cracks.
When I got up, I looked up and saw Ying Yonglin with a calm expression on his face, while Song Yanqi, the young man in silver armor, had a look on his face that couldn't help but smile.
The big barbarian Tuoba Mastiff blushed and crawled up. He couldn't say anything and could only curse:
"Damn it! Damn it! I hate these people who are playing with formations the most. They are so heartbroken!"
After Ying Yonglin heard this, his hands that were just about to raise the formation trembled slightly.
Song Yanqi on the side heard the words, laughed loudly, shook his body, and raised the spear in his hand high.
"Hahahaha, General Tuoba's martial arts is too strong. It is really difficult to break this formation. Let Yan Qi give it a try for you again."
As he spoke, the spear in the silver-armored young general's hand gathered wind and thunder, condensing pure and powerful electric nets one after another, breaking through the air at high speed and bombarding the nine-color miasma cloud cover.
However, even though this spear kept spinning like a drill, causing violent wind and thunder in the sky, it was still unable to break through the seemingly weak and powerless Nine Colored Cloud Miasma.
In the end, the city-protecting miasma suddenly flicked out, and the silver spear returned the way it came and was bounced back. It spun in the air and landed where the barbarian man was standing...
"What am I..."
Tuoba Mastiff watched the spear being aimed at him and falling towards him, and he couldn't help but curse loudly.
However, before he could counterattack, Ying Yonglin, who was sitting on the horse behind him, had already taken action.
His right hand slowly danced in the air, and the wind began to rise from the ground, suddenly turning into a howling wind.
The wind swept up the yellow sand, and the howling wind swallowed up the seven thousand puppet soldiers together with the six generals. An inexplicable suction force emerged from the yellow sand, and Song Yanqi's silver spear was also sucked in.
Following this, the billowing yellow sand continued to expand, forming a ring that enveloped Yunchendu and the hazy clouds above Yunchendu.
The water surface of Yunjiang River passing through Yunchen City was shrouded in yellow sand, and stone pillars rose up one after another outside each section of the city wall.
Occupying the Bagua position, sealing off the eight gates of life and death, hundreds of stone pillars were climbed on the ground, and in this way, the clouds and dust were completely sealed.
Han Feng stood in the sky above Yunchendu and controlled the movement of Jiuli Miasma above Yunchendu. He saw that the huge city was surrounded by yellow sand, but there was really nothing he could do.
He took off his palm and slowly landed on the top of Yunchen Capital City, his clothes fluttering.
Liu Minghua, Shen Can, Guan Shanyue, and Su Bo quickly came over to greet them.
"Mr. Han, what exactly is going on?"
Guan Shanyue was impatient and asked first.
Liu Minghua, several people, and even the officers and soldiers stationed on the city couldn't help but cast their eyes on Han Feng.
Although Han Feng's reputation in Yunchen City is indeed very good, the sudden return to be able to protect the entire city with this radiant cloud energy sounds like a story in a storybook.
Han Feng was not idle even after he landed on the ground. He pinched the spell in his hand and caused the changes in the Jiuli Miasma in the sky.
While stamping, he answered:
"As you can see, this is the protective formation prepared by Chief Jun Huaixu for Yunchendu. Nine different kinds of flower miasma of heaven and earth are condensed into the purest essence of heaven and earth. People who have not reached the first level cannot affect the formation at all. Dharma moves.”
"So, we are safe now?"
Guard general Su Bo felt that he had grasped the key to the problem.
Han Feng glanced at him and didn't answer.
And Liu Minghua shook his head:
"It is not such a simple situation. [Military Disaster in the Sky] has suddenly appeared in Liguo Martial Arts Forest recently, and there are at least three strong men with first-grade Tianbang power... Lord Jun is trapped in Yuchenjing, and the court is too busy to take care of itself, and I am afraid it is powerless. Rescue...when the giants of the war-torn sky arrive...even this formation cannot protect us..."
"This!? What should we do?"
Subo's face fell down again...
"Hehe, Master Jun is a master of scheming. He can calculate that we, Yun Chen, are all besieged, so he can also figure out that he is besieged by that old bastard, the Sanskrit God. We don't have to worry~"
Shen Can is the standard blind admirer of Jun Huaixu in the Xuanjian Division. He smiled and said to everyone.
However, Han Feng did not express his approval, but said lightly:
"You're too happy too soon. No matter what, the Sanskrit God is still a human being. If he wants to trap anyone, not even Master Jun can do anything about it."
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"This...then aren't we doomed?"
"That's not the case." Han Feng finally finished all the tricks and pointed to the sky, "Isn't this the reason why I have to rush thousands of miles to save people?"
As Han Feng pointed his finger at the sky, the ancient scroll of prayer flags soared into the sky and sank into the core of the nine-color cloud, absorbing the endless essence of heaven and earth.
Han Feng took this time to look around at everyone and asked lightly:
"The yellow sand formation outside seems to restrict flying. Do you have any fast mounts that I can use?"
"Me! I have it!" Su Bo responded quickly, "I have a [Lingxu Stepping on the Universe], which I specially found to present to Yuchenjing. If the master needs it, I can lend it to you."
Han Feng was not polite and simply said:
"Thank you then. Please bring it to me."
"Eh!"
Su Bo got the order and quickly went to fetch the horse.
Han Feng raised his hand again, and the ancient scroll of prayer flags in the sky that absorbed the most essence of heaven and earth slowly sank and merged into Han Feng's body.
The special mark that Jun Huaixu left on Han Feng's letter began to take effect, and it slowly began to gestate in Han Feng's body.
Patting Liu Minghua and Guan Shanyue on the shoulders, Han Feng ordered:
"I'll leave it to you regarding Yunchendu. I will definitely rescue the boss and bring back reinforcements."
Liu Minghua responded with the most ordinary habitual smile:
"Master, there are many things we don't know, so I can only tell you... be careful in everything."
"rest assured."
By this time, Subo had already brought the horse.
This horse is worthy of being presented to Yuchenjing. It has strong and slender limbs, red fur, and a small number of scales on its body that exudes gorgeous brilliance.
"Good horse."
Han Feng sighed in admiration, got on his horse, and gave his final instructions to everyone:
"Jiuli Miasma will move on its own. You should comfort the people. I will go and come back quickly."
When everyone looked at Han Feng's figure on the horse, they felt the heroism and heroic spirit rushing towards them.
"Master, be careful!!"
The entire city, from Guan Shanyue, Liu Minghua and others to the various guards and soldiers, were shouting.
Han Feng slapped his horse and jumped directly from the top of the city.
Behind you are nine-colored clouds and smoke, and in front of you are the roaring yellow sand.