Six beams of light broke out of the Blood Forbidden Mist and turned into six beams of black light. They shot at Wan Shangwu and Sheng Congxian from different directions. They screamed through the air and were as fast as lightning, leaving behind several series of faint afterimages that jumped continuously. There were four attacks. Wan Shangwu was left behind.
Wan Shangwu sneered, and while retreating upward, four red flames appeared out of thin air.
"Bang, bang," there were several explosions, and the flames exploded, blocking the black light one after another.
The violent and blazing true sun flames encircled the black light that rushed left and right. Almost in the blink of an eye, it annihilated the black light that was like a living creature wailing. The flames flashed again in the air and disappeared at the same time.
Regarding the use of fire techniques, Wan Shangwu has reached the pinnacle in the lower realm. He can do whatever he wants and his skills are close to the rules.
He has cooperated with Sheng Congxian for decades. Whether he encountered danger or fought with others, he was always the one who rushed forward and retreated behind. Sheng Congxian used the short time to choose the appropriate formation to assist him. He didn't understand why Sheng Congxian asked him to "retreat quickly" just because of the strange array attack created by the fourth-level dream charm?
It looks bluffing, but it's not very powerful.
The third-order ghosts hiding in it were almost no threat to him, and it was just superfluous.
However, he did not hesitate at all. He obeyed the call of his old partner and quit first. Lao Sheng would not be blind and would definitely give him a convincing reason later. This was a fact that they had repeatedly verified since their long-term cooperation.
Where Sheng Congxian's thoughts moved, the air twisted and fluctuated slightly, and the two black lights that hit him staggered and disappeared into the distance.
Holding the flat yellow jade formation bowl in his left hand, he dodged and reached a height of twenty feet. Within the formation he controlled, he used the energy of the formation like a duck to water and exited the city defense formation without stopping at all.
What was more important, an old friend or a complete formation palace, made him hesitate.
Wan Shangwu, who was lagging behind, was delayed for a moment, or he deliberately stayed where he was at the rear.
A magnificent sword light came from the bottom up, tearing through the blood mist with unparalleled momentum, making a loud explosion of air in the sky, and struck down on Wan Shangwu's head, whose expression became cautious, moving forward unstoppably.
"Swordsman!"
Wan Shangwu blurted out, seeing that the sword posture was a very powerful swordsman.
There were roiling flames in front of and behind him, and he protected himself tightly, no longer daring to take it lightly.
The sword light broke through the layers of flames of different colors. Each layer of flames rotated rapidly in different directions, like an undercurrent, forming a whole mass of resonant power. The temperature inside was extremely high. It is Chu Qian's power of flame rules.
Sparks and fragments of sword energy exploded in the air, and the sharp sword light quickly disappeared and shrank.
Wan Shangwu's five fingers on his left hand were pinching each other subtly and fighting with swords. He often did this when he was in the fourth level, and he had quite a lot of experience in dealing with sword cultivators.
This was the first time he met a fifth-level sword cultivator. He noticed that the opponent's sword skills were good, but his stamina was insufficient.
After all, he has only been promoted for a short period of time, so he cannot use the fifth-level power with ease.
What a pity for his superb swordsmanship. Wan Shangwu sighed in his heart. It would be a bad idea to travel anywhere, but to come to Tiangan Continent to die at this time. They had nothing to blame but bad luck.
Wan Shangwu knew for sure that he had offended someone like this and that he must not keep a swordsman who could grow up in just a few years. He must seize the opportunity to get rid of him quickly and completely eliminate any future troubles.
He suddenly noticed something strange, and with a thought, a ball of fire exploded in the air dozens of feet away, burning a tall and thin man who appeared quietly. Even a fourth-level man dared to sneak attack, and all was accomplished. .
Just when he relaxed and turned his attention away from the man caught in the flames.
The man struggled and twisted a few times, then quietly threw out five ancient coins.
The coin transformed into countless phantoms of several feet, and wisps of colorful light as thin as hair shot out from the hole in the phantom of the coin, crisscrossing and encircling it, wrapping around the startled Wan Shangwu.
"Five solutions to the money-drawing silk array!"
Wan Shangwu has been following the formation master Sheng Congxian for decades, and with his knowledge from his previous life, he recognized that what the man was performing at close range was a lost five-solution money formation.
The five ancient coins were the formation tools. What particularly surprised him was that Sheng Congxian, whether due to negligence or other circumstances, allowed others to form formations again and again on the formation territory.
He was too reassured about Sheng Congxian, which caused him to fall into passivity.
The flames rushed in all directions like a tide. Wan Shangwu had a bad feeling. He had to escape from this place as quickly as possible without any expense.
"Jade Bone Puppet!"
Sheng Congxian, who was above the formation outside the city, stared down and saw the tall and thin man in the flames. The black robe he was wearing suddenly disappeared, and the whole man turned into a skeleton with runes all over it.
Only then did he understand the reason why the man was not afraid of the Blood Forbidden Mist. Of course, a dead thing was a different matter.
A smile appeared on his elegant face. After making up his mind to stand by and watch, the harder the fight between the two sides became, the more beneficial it would be to him, and the more enjoyable it would be for him to watch.
He didn't notice that there were two faint muddy yellow spots on the edge of his right palm, like accidentally contaminated dust. It was so inconspicuous that the fifth-level formation master who was focused on the fight below didn't even notice it.
Sheng Congxian's eyes suddenly condensed. Across the city defense formation, he saw a sword light that was more majestic than before. Along the hole of blood-forbidden mist that had been cut earlier, it bloomed with overwhelming momentum under the night sky, shining brightly all over the world. The green light of the city.
Like a roaring sword dragon, it pounced on an old friend swept by the sea of fire. It's really exciting. I wonder if my old friend can handle this magical sword power?
"Sheng Congxian..."
Wan Shangwu roared, and his heart felt cold. Only now did he truly realize that he had been abandoned by Sheng Congxian. He had underestimated the kid below. He had deliberately shown weakness before, just to give him an unavoidable blow at the critical moment. trick.
He didn't understand why the situation turned into this?
He was suddenly attacked from both sides. Is that old guy Sheng Congxian crazy?
Stab him in the back and cut off his escape route.
They can work together to support each other and move forward because they can rely on each other. Sheng Cong is good at formation but not good at charging into battle. Without his care, what will they do in the future to fight against the vast continent that has turned against them?
The surging sea of fire collided hard with Ruo Waterfall's sword light.
There was a loud bang, and the entire city shook violently.
Sheng Congxian's body was wrapped with colorful threads of light. He had no time to break the annoying threads. He was the first to be hit by the huge force for more than ten feet and hit the edge of the chaotic blood mist. His face was twisted and ferocious with anger, and the sword below Xiu's sword was so terrifying that he was not sure to take it completely.
He pinched out the residual image with his fingers, and at the desperate moment, countless flames surged out of his body, continuously adding to the sea of fire fighting with the sword and light.
Sheng Congxian took action and shouted: "Brother Wan, Sheng came late to answer the call. It's your fault!"
Several earth mines struck hard on the head of the jade bone puppet that revealed its true form, and the phantom of Wujie Qian hovering in an array. How could he allow the sword cultivator to become too powerful?
What he needs most is to make both sides evenly matched and both sides suffer losses.
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