A hundred-meter-wide blue thunderbolts fell from high altitude and bombarded the directed energy. In just a few breaths, all the turbulent energy flow was crushed.
The scene in the square lost its energy cover and was revealed again.
Chen Yang stood there calmly, raising his head and looking calmly at the dense thunder in the sky, seemingly not affected by the thunder at all.
Behind him, the faces of Liang Bian, Lin Yuhuan, and Wang Hu were ashen.
Lin Yuhuan swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice: "Each thunderbolt is equivalent to the attack of a two-star eighth-level cultivator. There are at least thousands of thunderbolts in the sky, so the power can be imagined."
Wang Hu's right palm was sweating as he clenched the handle of the knife, but he was still not timid. He gritted his teeth and said: "The worst case is death. Before I came, I had already thought about dying in battle with Brother Chen."
Liang Bian glanced at Chen Yang's back solemnly, and pondered: "That monster named Qiuqiu can withstand the shock wave of the two-star eighth level, and there are so many thunders here, can he alone resist them all?"
In Liang Bian's view, Chen Yang's last resort now is Qiuqiu.
Outside the square, Wan Zikuang looked at Ran Zheng and muttered in confusion: "What does the sect leader mean by activating the formation at this time?"
"Because he doesn't want to kill Chen Yang."
Next to him, an elder said: "If the sect master uses all his strength and the attack power is too strong and cannot be controlled, he may accidentally kill Chen Yang. What he wants is a living genius, not a dead one."
When everyone heard this, they all nodded secretly and agreed with this statement.
And this is indeed what Ran Zheng thought.
He was surrounded by countless thunders, his robes were fluttering, and his face was reflected blue by the thunder. He was like a thunder god, with overwhelming power.
"Chen Yang, if I had attacked with all my strength, you would have been dead."
Ran Zheng looked down at Chen Yang and said in a deep voice: "Now, I activate the Tianji Thunder Formation to give you a chance, a chance to choose."
"Tianji Thunder Array." Chen Yang raised a sneer on his lips and asked Ran Zheng: "Who arranged this formation for you?"
Upon hearing this, a look of doubt flashed in Ran Zheng's eyes, and he pondered: "How do you know that this formation was not arranged by our Dongshan Sect?"
Chen Yang said: "Who would arrange a formation by themselves and leave loopholes for countermeasures?"
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.
Is there a loophole in the Tianji Thunder Array?
Can we counterattack with the help of loopholes?
Chen Yang's statement was very bizarre, but everyone was unwilling to believe it and thought Chen Yang was bluffing.
"Haha, you think I will believe what you say."
Ran Zheng smiled calmly, glanced at the thunder in the sky, and said to Chen Yang: "This formation is the masterpiece of Zhao Lun, the first formation mage in the North Star Ring. He and I are close friends and have no grudges. How could he stay in this formation?"
Drop the loophole."
"Then he probably doesn't regard you as a friend."
Chen Yang shook his head, his right hand flashed with light, and he put the black meteor glove on his hand into the ring, and said: "Ran Zheng, since you have activated the formation, there is no need for me to take action myself. Now, you should also do something
Decide whether to surrender or surrender."
"Geniuses should indeed be proud, but unfortunately, you are too proud."
Ran Zheng's eyes narrowed, and he immediately wanted to control the Tianji Thunder Formation, launched an attack on Chen Yang, defeated Chen Yang, then captured him, and slowly forced him to swear an oath to follow the sky and be loyal to him.
However, just when he was about to take action, he inadvertently noticed that the clothes of one of the headless corpses in the square looked very familiar.
Not only did the clothes look familiar, but the jade pendant around his waist also looked familiar.
Finally, he identified the body.
His expression suddenly changed, and he roared at Chen Yang: "You killed Wang Anfan, you killed my grandson Wang Anfan!"
This roar was full of murderous intent, anger, and resentment.
Although Wang Anfan was not outstanding, he was Ran Zheng's only grandson, and he loved him very much.
At this moment, he found out that Wang Anfan was dead, how could he not be angry?
Everyone in Dongshan Sect came to their senses at this time and realized that Wang Anfan had been killed.
This is a good time, Ran Zheng will definitely not let Chen Yang live.
"It turns out he is your grandson."
Chen Yang glanced at Wang Anfan's body, looked at Ran Zheng calmly, and said: "He insulted women and was killed by me. He deserved it."
Ran Zheng opened his hands angrily and gritted his teeth and said: "Chen Yang, I originally wanted to keep your life and give you a chance to surrender to me. But now, I have changed my mind. I want to kill you and ravage you with thunder.
die."
After the words fell, Ran Zheng pointed forward with his right hand, and saw a palm-sized token in his palm, which was made of orange star stone and had seal patterns engraved on it.
The energy of the array pattern circulated, triggering thunder in the sky and crashing down towards Chen Yang.
The thunder several hundred meters wide not only attacked Chen Yang, but also enveloped Liang Bian and others, including Song Yang in the square.
Rumble…
The thunder roared loudly, the light shone, and the overwhelming power was frightening.
"I told you, there are loopholes in the formation."
Chen Yang didn't even look at the thunder in the sky, turned around and flew towards the ground of the square.
His attitude of ignoring Thunder shocked everyone.
"Is he crazy?"
"The power of this thunder is no weaker than the sect leader's magical power "Longwangdongtai" just now, but he actually dared to ignore it."
"Could it be that he knew he couldn't stop it and chose to give up?"
"No, it's impossible."
"What does he want to do?"
There were waves of exclamations, and everyone's eyes widened, feeling that Chen Yang's behavior was simply unreasonable.
"Looking for death, really looking for death!"
Ran Zheng became more and more angry. He wanted his grandson to take revenge and let Chen Yang suffer the punishment of thunder and die.
Crackling.
Seeing that the thunder was about to hit Chen Yang, with such terrifying power, Chen Yang did not react at all. Everyone thought that he would definitely die.
But at this moment, suddenly, the fierce thunder suddenly stopped and stopped suddenly.
I saw a thunder several hundred meters wide, less than ten meters away from the top of Chen Yang's head. It was terrifying in power, filled with lightning, and made a crackling sound, but it couldn't hurt Chen Yang at all.
"This...this..."
Suddenly, everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.
The Tianji Thunder Array is clearly controlled by Ran, and the thunder is clearly directed by Ran, but why does it hover above Chen Yang's head?
"No, it can't be Chen Yang who asked Thunder to stop."
Wan Zi shook his head wildly, he really didn't want to believe that Chen Yang was capable of this.
He mused: "It must be the sect master who was worried that the thunder would crush Chen Yang directly and could not torture him slowly, so he controlled the thunder to stop."
"Yes, that's it."
Someone immediately agreed with Wan Zikuang's statement.
Everyone else also suddenly realized.
It turned out that it was not Chen Yang's fault, but Ran Zheng's unwillingness to kill Chen Yang so easily.