Less than a meal had passed since Chen Jiuren stepped into this formation and Zhang Yan released all the trapped hostages.
He was cautious at first, then felt "nothing more than that", and at the same time felt the contrast was weird, and now his back was covered in cold sweat. Chen Jiuren understood that he had thought too simply about the inheritor of the great world in front of him. He thought everything was wrong.
He cannot be separated from his sect, everyone is the Great Luo Jinxian, and he has even been around longer than the other party. Not to mention how much stronger he is, but at least he should be worthy of it.
But the facts gave Chen Jiuren a slap in the face, telling others that people are actually not the same. Even their perceptions are always taken for granted, but the difference is thousands of miles away.
At this time, the four words that Chen Jiuren realized most deeply were "quietly". He originally thought that he had controlled the situation from the beginning. Not only did he directly withstand the attacks from the surrounding sword formations with brute force, even those fierce ones
It was not easy to deal with the killing sword, but he could still block it without causing any real harm to himself. At the same time, he also methodically broke up the surrounding rule forces that had been changed and reconstructed by Zhang Yan, and then he built a new one.
In this process, he even made Zhang Yan unable to resist at all.
After all, in the beginning, in Chen Jiuren's eyes, the rule-level methods used by Zhang Yan were simply vulgar. They were still at the stage of the Golden Immortal. They were not sophisticated at all. They were completely crushed in front of him.
Only to the extent.
Chen Jiuren even once thought that he could teach the other party a profound lesson or seriously injure him.
It's just that when Chen Jiuren saw that he had broken up and reconstructed almost half of the power of the rules in the formation, and was about to officially break the formation and start to counter-pressure Zhang Yan, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have thought wrong from the beginning.
And it was extremely wrong.
"Out of control?! Why is this?!"
It is obviously the power of rules that I reconstructed by myself, and all aspects are familiar. I even completely abandoned the interference in the middle, and determined that the method is no different from usual.
But the power of the rules that remained the same after this reconstruction has become strangely out of control in Chen Jiuren's hands. It's as if they look exactly the same on the outside but are something else on the inside. Chen Jiuren doesn't understand why.
, but I knew I was in big trouble.
In other words, he has been working hard for so long, but it is all in vain. Instead, he has put a shell on the enemy's methods that he is familiar with. He has added confusion to himself, and the results can be imagined.
This is almost equivalent to cutting off more than 50% of Chen Jiuren's abilities. What is left is the Green Mountain Staff that he took in first out of caution. Otherwise, he would not even be able to connect the stored magic weapon at this time.
Generally, when encountering this situation, it means that Chen Jiuren has completely lost the rules competition. Next, he needs to evacuate the area that has been completely controlled by the opponent. Otherwise, if he stays here for a long time, the situation will only become worse and worse.
But it's not easy to leave now. Chen Jiuren also understood why he felt something was wrong when he first stepped into this sword formation. It was not just a sword formation. Now he wanted to use brute force to break through it.
When I broke the formation and walked away, I found that I couldn't break it at all!
Chen Jiuren didn't know that the formation he was in at this time was essentially the Immortal Killing Sword Domain, but now that Zhang Yan, a serious Daluo, was the main formation, the strength was naturally much higher. At the beginning, he was still
When he was in Jinxian, Wang Fu in the Linglong Immortal Realm had to use all his strength to get out of trouble. Now Chen Jiuren is only about the same strength as Wang Fu, so it is naturally extremely difficult to get out of trouble.
What's more, Zhang Yan had planned to test whether he could suppress the opponent from the beginning, so he always held back some strength on the attack end of the Immortal Killing Sword Domain, and added the rest to the trapped formation.
But it's not safe yet. If Zhang Yan wants to suppress the opponent, "trapping" and "cutting" are not enough at all. What's more important is "pressing".
"Is this the Daluo Jinxian in the void world? It feels like there are so many weaknesses!" Zhang Yan thought to himself.
Cultivation determines one's vision. In Zhang Yan's eyes, Chen Jiuren is nothing but a sieve, leaking air everywhere. From defense to movement to strategic choices, everything is full of flaws.
Of course, not everyone can discover these so-called flaws. But here and now, when Zhang Yan's rules occupy a similar field, Chen Jiuren's every move seems ridiculous and weak in his eyes.
The only thing that made Zhang Yan feel that there was no flaw for the time being was the wooden stick in Chen Jiuren's hand.
"Is it a spiritual treasure? Sure enough, it is still powerful." Even the well-informed Zhang Yan had to admit that holding the wooden staff, Chen Jiuren was not helpless for the time being, and it seemed that he was relying on the defense of the wooden staff and his own generosity.
I don’t know how long the immortal energy will be consumed even if I just shrink like this.
Zhang Yan was not in the mood or had the time to spend time with Chen Jiuren.
With a thought in his mind, the back-up plan he had prepared, that is, "pressure" finally showed its clues: together with the originally stable rules of the formation, they began to riot, and a series of strange rules that were completely out of Chen Jiuren's cognition began to emerge.
The power began to tighten on him. At the same time, a square seal as big as a mountain appeared out of thin air, and smashed it directly towards Chen Jiuren's head.
boom!
With just one blow, Chen Jiuren's face turned purple for a while, and he took two breaths before recovering.
Isn't it a spiritual treasure? Chen Jiuren can get it, and Zhang Yan can even get it.
In such a situation where the opponent's means are trapped and weakened, what can be more effective in destroying the opponent's resistance than simple and rude pressure?
So Zhang Yan directly asked Wan Xiangzhu to sacrifice the Lingbao Fantian Seal.
The limit of this spiritual treasure is the power of Daluo Jinxian. It is not enough to kill Daluo, but it is perfectly fine to use it to beat the opponent half to death or to beat and kill the opponent before suppressing it.
Of course, there is another advantage to seeing Fan Tianyin in Zhang Yan, that is, it is very comfortable to use. There is a violent and extremely comfortable feeling. And when he continuously applies the power of his unique rules around Fan Tianyin,
, with three or two blows, the green mountain wooden stick in Chen Jiuren's hand began to shrink rapidly, and it seemed that it was difficult to resist.
"Zhang Yan! How are you doing?!" Chen Jiuren had just suppressed a mouthful of blood gushing from his chest. He felt doubly threatened and asked loudly.
At this time, everything has fallen into Zhang Yan's calculation, and he is no longer in the mood to talk to the other party. If you can do something, talk less. When talking to you, it's just that he is not ready to kill you.
Without saying a word, Fan Tianyin continued to hit him.
After twenty blows, the wooden stick in Chen Jiuren's hand had lost all its luster. At the twenty-fifth blow, the wooden stick appeared cracks and all its power disappeared. Then every blow from the Fantian Seal struck a target that was impossible to dodge and had already suffered.