Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

Above the long-blade flying snow, the sword intent condensed and exploded in an instant!

Sweeping with a sword, it actually cut off the space!

Of course Feng Guyan's movements are fast enough, but the surrounding space has already been cut open!Her slender body was immediately restrained by the huge space crack, and she could no longer move.

"Kill!" Hu Mo pierced the air with his pitch-black sharp claws, and with an ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air, he grabbed Feng Guyan's body fiercely.

"Ahhh!~" Feng Guyan's scream was piercing and piercing, full of unwillingness, echoing in the endless scorched earth.

"Damn it!" The old man and the young man were already in an inextricable fight, and when they were shocked by Feng Guyan's screams, they suddenly woke up like a dream.

But when masters compete, is there any reason to accept the move as soon as it is said?
The young man uses the magical energy to control the weapon, but he controls the Endless Yanbing. The Yanbing has its own spiritual core, so he can use only a weak magical energy to unleash a powerful attack.

What's even more frightening is that the spiritual cores of those Yanbing can not only provide powerful power but also automatically find their way!
In this way, not only does the boy not need to use magic energy to store energy, but he even saves the effort of the imperial weapon. Therefore, the liberated consciousness can be used for more precise control and more tricky attacks!

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Ye Fan couldn't help applauding.

However, the strength of the old man seems to be even better!
He raised his staff high in his hand and pointed in the air.

In an instant, countless exquisite formations condensed in the air, and there were countless large and small rings.

Dark purple magic energy flows between the patterns, filling the entire space.

It seems that every formation can form an abyss!
Although the grade of these formations is not high, and most of them fluctuate between the fourth and fifth levels, it is his strength to be able to control so many formations at the same time!
What's even more frightening is that the effects of these countless formations are not the same.

Some formations really turned into abyss, devouring the Yanbing released by the young man, while others turned into summoning formations, summoning weapons surrounded by demon energy from the void, fighting with countless Yanbing.

There are also some formations, which are auxiliary. Although the bonus rate is not as high as that of the second-level Shenxin Miaofa Juezhen, the victory lies in the large number.

Sharp, round, agile, dull... In all aspects, the accumulation of less makes more.

In this way, he was able to compete with the youth, and even had the upper hand.

"The strength of these two people is more than a star and a half stronger than Feng Guyan."

Ye Fan commented.

The two fight among themselves, which is an excellent opportunity for a sneak attack, the snipe and the clam fight each other and the fisherman wins.

But neither Ye Fan nor Hu Mo dared to act rashly.

Just kidding, when two hornets in a beehive fight, ordinary bystanders would not rush to make a move.

"A plan is needed." Hu Qingxue said concisely.

"This situation is indeed difficult to handle, but I believe Xiaoyou Ye has a solution." Lian Zhenyi also looked over.

Ye Fan touched his chin, and for a moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

After a while, he snapped his fingers.

"Think of it as two hornet's nests, let's smoke and roast!"

Hearing this, Hu Mo raised his eyebrows: "Whether it's Yan Bing's spiritual core or the foundation of the formation, they all come from the magic energy. Is smoke and fire useful?"

Ye Fan's smile was meaningful: "This is smoky, not that smoky. When I make a move, you will know that they are all, and please accept the head."

"Fortunately not humiliated!"

All three said in unison.

Ye Fan immediately closed his eyes and opened the system to record hundreds of books.

Even though all the formations have been mastered, when you really want to use them, you have to rely on the system.

Quickly searched, and quickly found the main interference array.

There have been countless main interference formations since ancient times, and Ye Fan quickly found the highest level one.

Level [-] Formation——The Formation of Myriad Demons Sorrowing Hearts!

Based on aura and assisted by formations, transforming aura into strong emotions and interfering with all energies is called the heart of all demons.

This formation is to turn spiritual energy into emotions, and impact all energies, including demonic energy, so it can affect Yan Bing's spiritual core.

And with the power of the third-level formation, affecting countless low-level formations, of course it is also devastating!

While thinking, thinking about gains and losses, at the same time, his hands were not idle, his spiritual power wandered, and he began to lay down the formation. After a while, the formation was completed!

"Success or failure is at one stroke, brothers, always be ready!"

"oh oh!"

Ye Fan held up the formation, as if throwing a frisbee, and threw the formation viciously.

The large formation of spiritual energy circulates, grows when encountering the wind, and grows bigger and bigger. By the time it flies to the two of them, it has already covered several miles.

Ye Fan's water spirit is endless, of course it can withstand such consumption.

"This boy, is the spiritual power endless?" The old man roared blankly, "To set up a third-level formation, you need a huge amount of spiritual energy, and even a number of late-stage Xuanji powerhouses to join forces, but this kid, the mere late-stage Xuanji strength It's nothing more than laying out a third-level formation at will, but it can be expanded infinitely!"

"Both and each other, you are not bad either. It is not easy to support countless low-level formations and control them precisely."

Ye Fan spoke politely, but his subordinates were merciless.

With a wave of his hand: "Go!"

The three comrades rushed into the room of the old and the young like arrows leaving the string.

At the same time, Ye Fan's large formation was also working, and the terrifying power was swaying, as if ten thousand demons were crying, and it was as if the god of war was crying.

For a while, even Hu Mo and the others were almost caught.

Ye Fan quickly manipulated the direction of the formation, and changed the formation pattern with his shocking understanding of the way, which saved several fellow Taoists from disaster.

Under the interference of the Great Formation of Thousand Devils' Lamenting Hearts, whether it was the youth's Yanbing or the old man's countless formations, they were all shaken in an instant.

Countless Yanjias scurry around like headless chickens.

The magic energy of countless formations collapsed, and even went berserk.

The entire scorched earth was in a mess.

"Damn it, where the hell is this kid?" The old man's old eyes widened, but there was endless despair.

The young man was also trembling all over: "I thought they were mean and shameless when they took advantage of others, but now it seems that even if they confront each other head-on, I am not an opponent."

Seeing that their unique skill was defeated by Ye Fan's formation, the two of them were already disheartened.

On Ye Fan's side, of course, he would not show mercy. The lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, and the three comrades used their strongest stunts one after another.

Hu Qingxue brandished the long knife and stabbed fiercely with the short blade, piercing the young man. There was a trace of hatred in her cold eyes. It seemed that she had always remembered the young man's teasing of her in the beginning.

And Lian Shinichi's hands also shot countless afterimages in an instant, turning into Avalokitesvara with Thousand Hands.

Hand pinch mercy and judge countless.

But there was no mercy in the sentence directed at the young man.

A posture of fighting to death.

"Don't mess with anyone, don't mess with women." Ye Fan covered his face with his hands, not daring to look more.

As for Hu Mo, he dealt with the old man. His killing intent was obviously much smaller. He was in the shape of a beast, and even a little lazy in his huge eyes. The power of kingship.