The Four Spirits Formation was originally a variation of the Five Square Formation, but it could not be formed into a Five Square Formation without Liu Yunfeng. Its power lies in fusing the forces of four people together to form a powerful formation. The four of them attack and defend each other. Dongfang Qinglong is the head of the four, from which all changes begin, and is the brain of the entire formation. The White Tiger in the west is the main defense, making it difficult for the enemy to break through and plays a supporting role; the Suzaku in the south is active, disrupting the enemy and increasing one's attack power and speed; the Xuanwu in the north is the main kill, which is where the attack power of the entire formation lies.
Zhong Hualong, Lian Suzhen, Miao Yuelin, and Wang Linhu each stood in their respective directions. Zhong Hualong was in the east, which was Jiayi wood, and the top was Qinglong; Wang Linhu was in the west, and it was Gengxin gold, and the top was white tiger; Miao Yue was in the west, and it was Gengxin gold, and it was white tiger. Lin is located in the south, which is the Bingding fire, and the upper part is the Suzaku; Lian Zhen is in the north, and it is the Renkui water, and the upper part is the Xuanwu.
The formation is complete, attack and defense are integrated, and the momentum is like a rainbow. Zhong Hualong, Lian Zhenzhen, Miao Yuelin, and Wang Linhu each occupy one side and look after each other in an impeccable formation, like an iron wall and a copper wall, indestructible.
Zhong Hualong, dressed in a green robe and holding a green dragon sword, is like an eagle in the night sky, cold and profound. He is at the head of the formation, like the commander-in-chief of the Chinese army, commanding decisively. The swordsmanship is like the wind, sometimes as violent as thunder, sometimes as gentle as catkins, both offensive and defensive, and elusive.
Miao Yuelin, in fluttering white clothes, looks like a fairy from the Moon Palace, elegant and noble. Her movements are agile, like a dragon swimming in the sea, and she is constantly changing. The Shuanglin Sword in his hand is like a spiritual snake spitting out messages, disappearing and reappearing, making it difficult to guard against.
Lian Zhen, wearing chain armor, looks like the god of war descending, majestic and domineering. He was at the end of the formation, but he was where the entire formation's attack power lay, making him unstoppable. Lian Tao Zhen wields a basalt shield in his left hand and a spiritual snake sword in his right hand. They are like a wild lion attacking its prey, destroying the dead and destroying the dead, which is frightening.
Wang Linhu, dressed in blue, looks like a tiger descending from the mountain, violent and ferocious. His movements are extremely fast, every move is extremely powerful, and his steps are solid and steady. The tiger-wing knife in his hand is like the Yangtze River, endless.
The four people's formations cooperated with each other, and the offense and defense were orderly, as if one person and half were operating freely. Their moves are ever-changing, sometimes they attack fiercely like a violent storm, and sometimes they dodge like flowing water and moving clouds. Every battle was like thunder, and every defense was like an iron wall.
Miao Yuelin's long sword cut through the air like lightning and went straight to Nantong's throat. Nantong remained calm and dodged the fatal blow. At the same time, his palm technique swept towards Miao Yuelin's waist like a strong wind. Miao Yuelin turned to one side, retracted his sword, and collided with Nantong's palm wind. The two men trembled and each took a step back, but Miao Yuelin was immediately caught by Wang Linhu.
Lian Shaozhen's Spirit Snake Sword shot towards Xue Ning's eyebrows like a spirit snake spitting out a message. Xue Ning's figure was erratic, and with the luck of her palms, the Spirit Snake Sword was deflected away from the edge. At the same time, her figure appeared next to Lian Zhenzhen like a ghost, and slapped Lian Zhenzhen on his left shoulder. Zhong Hualong turned around and caught the palm, saving Lian Zhenzhen from worries. He stabbed Xue Ning's shoulder with his backhand sword. Xue Ning quickly retreated, barely able to escape, but thanks to Zhong Hualong's unintentional injury, Xue Ning was able to escape unharmed.
The attack and defense rhythm of the four became faster and faster, and every fight was accompanied by deafening sounds. Their figures flew and jumped on the battlefield, like four dancing butterflies. Their moves are becoming more and more closely coordinated, and they strive to subdue their opponents with every move.
The cooperation between the four people also became more and more tacit. Sometimes they cover each other and attack one person together; sometimes they cooperate with each other to defend against enemy attacks; sometimes they support each other and resolve crises together.
With a wave of Zhong Hualong's Qinglong Sword, the formation immediately changed, and a powerful force burst out from the formation, sweeping towards the four of them like a violent storm. The four of Song Jing immediately faced each other, and their sword energy, palm wind, and internal energy intertwined in the air, like stars, lighting up the entire battlefield.
Lian Zhen's mountain-like aura was overwhelming, and every attack he made came like a huge wave. Miao Yuelin is like a cunning fox. Her swordsmanship is flexible and changeable, making it difficult for people to guard against her. Wang Linhu was like a tiger descending from the mountain, his attacks were sharp and swift.
The four Xuan Rui tried their best to resist, and their sword energy collided with the enemy's attack in the air, making a deafening sound. Song Jing's palms were as fierce as the wind, Nan Tong's maces were as wide as the waves, and Xue Ning's body movements were as fast as lightning.
However, the power of the Four Spirits Formation was too powerful, and Song Jing and the others gradually felt that they were unable to do what they wanted. They know that if they want to break the formation, they must first find out the weakness of the formation.
After a fierce battle, Song Jing discovered that the core of the formation was that the four people's breaths were connected. He immediately signaled to the other three, and the four of them attacked Zhong Hualong in the formation at the same time.
Their attacks were like four thunderbolts coming at the same time, and the formation was almost broken. The power of the Four Spirits Formation dissipated instantly, and Zhong Hualong and others showed surprised expressions.
However, at this moment, a more powerful force burst out from the formation. Zhong Hualong stabilized his mind and Yun Gong regained control. Their power came together to form an earth-shattering attack.
Song Jing and the four others fought hard to resist, but the opponent's power was too strong and they had to retreat. In the end, Xue Ning, Nantong, and Song Jing were injured one after another.
But there was no fear in their eyes, on the contrary, they were full of determination and determination. They know that this battle is far from over.
Xuan Rui looked at the injured three people and felt extremely guilty. He knew that if he was not injured, maybe the four of them would be able to defeat Zhong Hualong and others. But now, they must figure out how to deal with this final attack.
Xuan Rui took a deep breath, knowing that he had to step forward and buy time for the other three. He exerted his inner strength to the extreme and launched a fierce attack on Zhong Hualong and others.
His attack was as violent as a storm, forcing Miao Yuelin out of the formation. In just a moment, Miao Yuelin regained his position with the help of the other three people.
At this moment, Xue Ning, Nantong, and Song Jing stood up at the same time. They know this is their last chance. They exerted their internal strength to the extreme and launched a full blow against Zhong Hualong and others. But the attack didn't have much effect.
Just when Xue Ning, Nantong, Song Jing, and Xuan Rui were facing the Four Spirit Formation of Zhong Hualong, Lian Zhenzhen, Miao Yuelin, and Wang Linhu, they reached a deadlock and had nothing to do.
There was a loud roar, as loud as thunder, and the four people in the Four Spirits Formation were immediately confused, making it difficult to maintain the formation.
"Four martial arts seniors used exquisite formations like the Four Spirits Formation to deal with four dolls. It's not shameful."
I saw the golden lion Abu, like a divine weapon descending from heaven, instantly breaking the shackles of the formation.
Over the past few months, Abu's Golden Bell Sanskrit has been nearly completed, and a majestic power surged out of him, like golden waves, surging. His arrival instantly gave new life to the originally dull battlefield.
"Golden Bell Sanskrit Sound!" Abu roared again, clasping his hands, and the Golden Bell Sanskrit Sound sounded. It was a sacred and solemn note, like the sound of nature, and like a great bell, full of endless majesty and power.
The expressions of Zhong Hualong and the four others changed. They felt the power of the Golden Bell Sanskrit Sound, as if there were golden bells roaring above their heads, making them dizzy and uneasy.
"Four Spirits Formation, rise!" Zhong Hualong shouted, holding the Qinglong Sword, the Four Spirits Formation was activated instantly. The four of them maintained their formation and surrounded Abu, and their martial arts moves attacked Abu like a violent storm.
However, Abu's Golden Bell Sanskrit was like a golden barrier, blocking all the violent power. His voice is like morning bells and evening drums, stirring everyone's heart. His figure shines in the sun, like a golden god of war.
"Broken!" Abu shouted, and the golden bell's Sanskrit music reached its climax instantly. A golden light burst out from his body, like a golden lightning streaking through the sky. Wherever the light passed, the energy of the Four Spirits Formation instantly dissipated, and the formation also collapsed.
The faces of Zhong Hualong and the four others changed drastically. They watched helplessly as their formation was broken, and their hearts were filled with fear and unwillingness. They knew they had lost their last resort.
"Everyone, why don't you retreat?" Abu looked at the four people with a smile, his tone full of majesty and domineering. His figure looked even taller and more powerful in the sunlight, like an unshakable golden sculpture.
"Golden Lion..." Zhong Hualong and the four others looked pale. They had already felt the strong pressure from Abu. They knew that they no longer had the power to keep these people.
"Those who know the current affairs are heroes. I have no intention of embarrassing you." Abu's voice is like morning bells and evening drums, stirring everyone's heart. His figure shines in the sun, like a golden god of war.
"Brother, I might as well withdraw," Miao Yuelin said with a trembling voice. Zhong Hualong was very surprised. He knew that his fifth sister was stronger than a man.
"You have to be spared and spared, everyone, please." Abu said coldly, and the powerful aura exuding from him made everyone around him shudder.
"Golden Lion, we will meet again later. Today's affairs will not end like this." Wang Linhu looked at Abu's figure, his heart filled with resentment.
Abu: "I will bear all the sins and I will be waiting for you all at any time."
At this moment, Wang Linhu thought he noticed that Abu had relaxed his vigilance, so he picked up the tiger-wing knife and slashed at Abu's back.
Xue Ning was so frightened that she opened her mouth wide. "don't want."
"Roar" Abu's voice exploded in everyone's ears like thunder. His figure shines in the sun, like a golden god of war.
"No..." Lian Naozhen and Zhong Hualong said in unison. They already felt a strong threat from Abu. They knew that this third brother had done something stupid.
"Then let you see the true strength of Jin Zhong Sanyin!" Abu shouted, and his body instantly turned into a golden light and rushed towards Wang Linhu.
