After hearing Shen Zhongmou's words, Ling Tian became alert again.
Immediately afterwards, a bronze puppet appeared from different directions.
"These copper puppets are not strong, so be careful with their heart-picking claws!"
Shen Zhongmou judged something and reminded Ling Tiandao.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
A group of bronze puppets locked onto Ling Tian's aura.
In an instant, they swarmed over and killed them.
The sword in Ling Tian's hand slashed continuously.
With one sword, a bronze statue was shattered.
call out!
The topping claw came out from the darkness and approached Shen Zhongmou at a different angle.
Ling Tian suddenly turned around at Shen Zhongmou's reminder and forced the tormenting claw back with a sword.
The bronze puppets pressed forward again, while Han Tong controlled the torturous claws to look for opportunities.
boom!
At this time, the light of the holy pattern shone brightly behind one of the bronze puppets.
The aura of the bronze puppet suddenly changed, making Ling Tian startled.
"what happened?"
Ling Tian was unprepared and was knocked back by the bronze puppet.
"This bronze puppet is blessed with the power of talismans and seals!"
Shen Zhongmou frowned slightly and guessed, "If I guess correctly, this should be Wen Renbo's handiwork."
"Wen Renbo?"
The more Ling Tian thought about it, the angrier he became, "This battle must be ended as soon as possible!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the heart-picking claw came to kill again.
Ling Tian was reminded by Shen Zhongmou and locked the position of the heart-picking claw.
This time, he did not choose to swing his sword.
Facing the killing claw, he stretched out his palm.
boom!
With one blow, blood splattered everywhere.
"Succeeded."
Han Tong, who was in the illusion formation, felt happy.
"wrong."
Wen Renbo seemed to have discovered something, his expression remained solemn, "Ling Tian's aura has not dissipated."
"Um?"
Han Tong tried to take the heart-picking claw back, but found that the heart-picking claw was out of his control.
At this time, Ling Tian's left arm was dripping with blood.
His face was ferocious, completely ignoring his injuries.
The palm of his left hand is holding the topping claw tightly.
The topping claw has been slightly deformed due to stress.
It seems that it has been damaged.
"Brother Lingtian, are you okay?"
Seeing this, Shen Zhongmou asked Ling Tian with concern.
"Give!"
Ling Tian didn't reply, but handed the damaged heart-picking claw to Shen Zhongmou and said coldly, "Find the location of these bastards as soon as possible!"
"good!"
Shen Zhongmou took the heart-picking claw, and his eyes bloomed with azure light.
In just a moment, he found the direction of Han Tong.
"over there!"
Shen Zhongmou raised his hand and pointed forward.
Ling Tian stepped out decisively.
Wang He hasn't figured out the situation yet, but still controls the bronze puppet to kill Ling Tian.
Ling Tian had learned his previous lessons and did not underestimate these bronze puppets.
Although most of these bronze puppets can be destroyed by him with one sword.
But among them, there is still a bronze puppet with imperial level combat power hidden inside.
This part of the bronze puppet is blessed with the power of talismans and seals.
But before the power of the Talisman and Seal Script blooms, it is no different from an ordinary copper puppet.
In this case, Ling Tian naturally needs to treat every bronze puppet as an imperial-level combat bronze puppet.
boom! boom! boom……
Within the phantom formation, loud noises were heard one after another.
"Something's wrong!"
Chen Qian whispered at this moment and vaguely noticed something unusual.
"What's wrong?"
Wang He asked doubtfully.
Chen Qian was unsure, "They seem to be coming towards us."
"Um?"
Wang He was puzzled.
Wen Renbo's eyes darkened slightly and he whispered, "Maybe they cracked the illusion array and found our current location."
"This is impossible!"
Chen Qian denied, "With Shen Zhongmou's attainments in holy patterns, it is impossible to break my illusion formation. Even if it can be broken, it is impossible to break it in such a short period of time. What's more, given the previous situation, how can he have the energy to break it? ?”
"Don't think too much, it must be a coincidence!"
Han Tong said coldly, his face full of displeasure.
Now, he can no longer take back the heart-picking claws.
This made him realize that the picking claw was damaged.
Now, he just wants to resolve this matter as soon as possible.
Pick up the topping claw and see if it can be repaired.
Otherwise, it would be heartbreaking to lose a magic weapon for nothing.
call out!
As soon as Han Tong finished speaking, a sword light suddenly flashed and appeared.
"careful!"
Wen Renbo was the first to notice this and hurriedly reminded everyone around him.
Everyone's expressions changed when they heard the sound, and they ducked to both sides.
However, Han Tong was not as lucky as others.
This sword has already locked it, so how can he avoid it?
"Han Tong..."
Chen Gan looked shocked and looked at Han Tong in disbelief.
At this time, Han Tong was still standing there.
But his throat had been pierced by the sword light, and blood flowed all over the floor.
The dignified dean of the Western Han Academy, a powerful sixth-level holy pattern master, died in the phantom formation...
boom!
Han Tong's figure fell down, and Ling Tian and Shen Zhongmou appeared one after another.
The two of them quickly arrived at Han Tong's body with neat steps.
But at this time, the other sacred pattern masters had dispersed.
However, due to the influence of the phantom formation, all the holy pattern masters saw Ling Tian and the two, but Ling Tian and the two were unable to locate their positions.
The phantom formation was set up by Chen Qian and Chen Dong.
After setting up the illusion formation, Chen Qian gave a group of holy pattern masters a holy pattern.
This results in these holy pattern masters having a certain degree of visibility in the illusion formation.
Of course, their visibility was limited, and what they saw was not as clear as Chen Qian's.
"If we don't kill these two people, there will be endless trouble!"
Wen Renbo realized that things were gradually out of control and hurriedly spoke to the saint pattern masters beside him.
Han Tong's death was a reminder to all the Saint Pattern Masters.
At the same time, it also strengthened the determination of those sacred pattern masters who had never taken action before to kill Ling Tian.
Previously, these sacred pattern masters just chose to stand by and watch, considering Ling Tian's identity and strength.
But Ling Tian was ruthless and made them understand that the consequences of not killing Ling Tian would be serious.
The light of the holy pattern shines one after another in the illusion array.
All the holy pattern masters took up their pens to carve the holy patterns of battle.
The martial arts strength of these people is not strong.
The most powerful combat method is undoubtedly the combat holy pattern.
"Brother Lingtian, be careful, it's a battle sacred mark!"
Shen Zhongmou smelled the dangerous atmosphere and quickly told Ling Tianda, and immediately judged the order of the attacks of these battle sacred marks.
"Battle Saint Pattern?"
Ling Tian showed no fear on his face. The moment he raised his sword, the sound of sword energy whistling sounded in the sky.
The terrifying sound of sword roars gathered into a storm of sword energy.
With the power of killing everything, it roared towards the direction of the battle holy mark.
It would be fine if these Saint Pattern Masters didn't take action. Taking action would mean exposing their position.
boom! boom! boom……
The offensives of all the Saint Pattern Masters were crushed by Ling Tian.
Seeing the roaring storm of sword energy, they could only move to dodge.
Most people were lucky enough to escape with the help of the magic array.
But one of them is really unlucky.
His position was in the center of everyone.
Ling Tian expected that all the holy pattern masters would hide and gathered a storm of sword energy.
Finally, all escape routes for this person were blocked.
"No……"
The man had a look of horror on his face and roared angrily.
His body was trembling crazily.
There was despair between his eyes.
His martial arts strength is very mediocre.
How could he be able to resist Ling Tian?
"help me!"
On the verge of death, this man yelled crazily at Wen Renbo.
However, at this time, Wen Renbo looked gloomy and had no intention of helping.
As for others, they will not and cannot help.
