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Seeing that the short fat man gave up resistance so easily, Zhao Ran couldn't believe it, so he asked tentatively: "Is there any storage magic weapon?"
The short fat man had no choice but to pull up his sleeves, took off a bracelet from his arm, and threw it on the ground.
It was okay if the short fat man didn't hand over the bracelet. After handing over the bracelet, Zhao Ran didn't know what to do. He hurriedly discussed with Pei Zhongze: "Brother, do you think he has other magic weapons hidden in his body?"
Pei Zhongze frowned: "How do you know this?"
Zhao Ran was full of hope: "What should we do? Do you have any magic weapon that can bind people? Immortal binding rope? Universe bag?"
Pei Zhongze was speechless and shook his head angrily.
Zhao Ran thought for a while and said: "Why don't you try entering the formation first... Senior brother?"
"ah?"
"Senior brother, are you going to join the battle to capture him?"
Pei Zhongze hesitated: "I'm afraid that after meeting him, he will see the truth."
"Senior brother... you can't beat him?"
"It's hard to say... Judging from the appearance, at least it's a yellow crown."
"Didn't you say that our Taoist monks are far better at fighting at the same level than casual cultivators?"
"...I said 'at least', he is at least a Huang Guan, and he is probably a mage. If he sees my flaw after I enter the formation, it will be extremely troublesome."
"Let him become a self-proclaimed Qihai? Or... tie himself up?"
"Do you want to ask him what he thinks?"
"...What should we do?"
Pei Zhongze thought for a moment and said helplessly: "How about I join the battle and give it a try? Let's make a bet that he can't tell the truth and has to be captured without mercy?"
Zhao Ran couldn't think of a better way for a while, so he gritted his teeth and said: "Then let's do it. Let's make a bet. At worst, it's just a fight. I had to fight with him in the first place."
The two made up their minds, and Zhao Ran detailed the key points of his Yueming Illusion Formation, letting Pei Zhongze remember it in his heart.
The short fat man in the formation waited for a long time but saw no movement. He couldn't help but kept urging: "Which mage is outside? I have followed your request. Why don't you let me out of the formation?"
Zhao Ran shouted: "Hold your head with both hands and walk ten steps forward!"
The short fat man said angrily: "I have already admitted my defeat, why are you still playing tricks on me?"
Zhao Ran said: "Stay far away so that I can meet you in person."
The short fat man tilted his head and thought for a moment, then followed Zhao Ran's request, held his head in his hands, and walked ten steps forward.
Zhao Ran signaled to Pei Zhongze to enter from the southeastern threshold and stood directly next to the pile of magic weapons thrown on the ground.
Without saying a word, Pei Zhongze reached out and grabbed the pile of magical artifacts, preparing to immediately erase the owner's mark on the artifacts. Even if they couldn't be erased, they would have to be temporarily sealed.
Feijian was the first to start. Pei Zhongze's real power sank into Feijian, and he immediately encountered the mark left in the sword. The mark itself was actually the real power, but it contained some remnants of the owner's consciousness. Therefore, he wanted to erase or seal it.
.You must use your true strength to counter your true strength, forcibly wearing it down or suppressing it. This is something that cannot be done by any tricks.
As soon as Pei Zhongze's true power touched it, he suddenly felt something bad. Although the mark on the flying sword was not deep, it was extremely pure. The degree of condensation was definitely not what Huang Guan like himself could achieve. Pei Zhongze
At this moment, it was hard to get off the tiger. I could only bet that the short fat man could not see clearly the situation, did not dare to resist, and allowed himself to wear away the mark on his magic weapon.
It's a pity that he lost the bet.
Pei Zhongze felt that the true power on the flying sword suddenly rushed upward, and in an instant he swallowed up all the true power he had integrated into it. Then the flying sword vibrated slightly. It broke free from Pei Zhongze's fingers, and the sword edge moved upwards, straight away.
Pei Zhongze’s eyebrows!
Pei Zhongze fell backwards in panic, barely avoiding the edge of the sword, but a blood mark was left between his eyebrows.
Zhao Ran saw it clearly and was so frightened that he shouted: "Brother!"
Pei Zhongze took a few steps back, shook his head, and replied outside the formation: "It's okay."
The short fat man laughed ferociously: "I wonder who you are, but it turns out that there are only three or two kittens, and you want to take advantage of your grandpa. You will die today!" After the laughter, all kinds of magic weapons on the ground flew away.
Returning to him, the flying sword flew towards Pei Zhongze again.
Zhao Ran said: "Brother, come out quickly!" As he said that, he opened the door behind Pei Zhongze.
Pei Zhongze wanted to retreat, but there was no way that the short fat man could let him out of the formation. The spells in his hands were changing, and the flying swords were slashing faster and faster. Like a ball of silver light, Pei Zhongze was tightly entangled in the same place, unable to move at all.
Pei Zhongze gritted his teeth and aroused his fighting spirit. He did not dare to think about retreating calmly. He took out the bamboo stick with a sigh of relief. A three-foot-long dark green sword light erupted from the tip of the stick, and he started to fight head-on with the short fat man.
The short fat man said in surprise: "Which gym are you a disciple of? With Huang Guan's rank, you can actually block my flying sword. It's really not easy. Are you from Qingyun Hall? Are you a disciple of the Pei family?"
Pei Zhongze was concentrating on the use of the bamboo staff and sword light, and did not dare to be distracted in answering. However, the short and fat man's purpose was just to keep Pei Zhongze within the magic circle, so he always had 70% of his energy left, ready to deal with the threats that were yet to come.
Zhao Ran and Pei Zhongze cooperated tacitly. The Moon Ming Illusion Formation had already been activated, but the short fat man could not see it. They just covered Pei Zhongze and gradually approached the short fat man.
The short fat man saw Pei Zhongze's intention, but he was not afraid. He sneered: "You are a Taoist priest, do you still want to fight in close combat? Do you think you can take advantage of melee fighting?"
Pei Zhongze remained silent and just approached the short fat man. He was only ten steps away. Zhao Ran pinched the spell outside the formation. Pei Zhongze ignored the short fat man's flying sword and slashed the short fat man diagonally with the sword light of his bamboo stick. Look at the direction.
But it was split crookedly, still a foot away from his head.
The short fat man was startled and felt something was wrong, but he couldn't see the problem for the time being. He still pointed the flying sword towards Pei Zhongze's neck, and at the same time pinched a talisman in his hand just in case.
The short fat man saw the flying sword slashing at Pei Zhongze's neck, but for some reason, it suddenly deflected away, and his heart froze. At this moment, he saw the sword light of Pei Zhongze's clearly split bamboo stick suddenly jumping in front of his eyes, and he was horrified.
Then, the talisman in his hand shot out and turned into a huge boulder in front of his eyes, falling down, almost deflecting the sword light.
After escaping the disaster, the short fat man turned over and jumped over ten feet, only to feel that his back was soaked.
This was the second time that Zhao Ran used the Moon Ming Illusion Formation to face the enemy. With the experience from the last time, he became more familiar with the formation this time. In addition, this time with Pei Zhongze facing the enemy in the formation, he had more control over the formation without having to take action himself.
Spend more time thinking about the use of the magic circle.
Zhao Ran's understanding of the magic circle became more and more sophisticated, which made the short fat man miserable. The short fat man saw the waning moon in the sky constantly changing its position in the dark night sky, sometimes left and right, sometimes forward and sometimes backward, as the waning moon continued to change.
As the direction changes, the direction in which Pei Zhongze appears also keeps changing, as unpredictable as a ghost.
Of course, what makes Dumpty the most uncomfortable is the illusion in the formation. This kind of illusion is not the kind in ordinary illusion formations that seems to be tangible but is actually invisible, or seems to be intangible but is actually tangible. It is not like mountains being water and water being mountains.
It is the change of appearance, but the difference and illusion of orientation, which is the most troublesome. It is also something he has never encountered when fighting with others since he entered the threshold of cultivation. It is really unheard of.
If it weren't for the many talismans and powerful magical weapons in his hand, the short fat man might have been killed by Pei Zhongze's sword.
The more the short fat man fought, the colder his heart became. Soon, he saw some clues. The waning moon in the sky was the center of this formation! Without thinking too much, the short fat man shouted in a low voice: "Get up!" and flew out from behind his neck.
A gold ingot was struck towards the waning moon.
Suddenly, a string of money darts shot out from the night sky and hit the gold ingots. There was a loud "ding-ding" sound and all the gold ingots were bounced away.
The gold ingot instantly hit the waning moon, and the already dim moonlight of the waning moon flickered a few times. Zhao Ran's chest felt tight, and his control of the magic circle almost failed.
Zhao Ran endured the discomfort and tried his best to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the formation, forming thick dark clouds around the waning moon. The gold ingot smashed up again and was wrapped in the dark clouds, like cotton wool.
The short fat man quickly uttered a spell between his lips and teeth, and the gold ingot suddenly emitted a dazzling light, quickly driving away the dark clouds. Then he turned in the air, looked at the direction of the waning moon, and struck again.
Zhao Ran changed the position of the waning moon and avoided three collisions in a row. However, the speed at which the short and fat man fired the gold ingots became faster and faster. He seemed to have gradually made a judgment on the change of the waning moon's position. When the fourth impact came, Zhao Ran was too late.
Dodged.
Just when the gold ingot was about to hit the waning moon, two mysterious lights shot out from Pei Zhongze's head and hit the gold ingot. As the golden light shone, the gold ingot was repelled by the mysterious light.
Looking at the top of Pei Zhongze's head, a bronze mirror with yin and yang fish eyes rose up. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!