Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Weng Ben hated Zuo Feng so much that even though he was still trapped in the formation, he said everything he thought.

With his strength and status, he was not afraid of Zuo Feng at all, especially since he had been trapped in the formation, which made him more confident.

If there were any strong people here, even any middle-level eighth-order monster in the Tianping Mountains, he could use the formation to kill him directly, and there was no need for the two of them to talk nonsense across the formation like now.

Since there was no strong person who could threaten him, and Weng Ben had roughly figured out the formation in front of him, which was mainly a maze and an illusion formation, even if it included an attack formation, he and his men could definitely defend it. Facing such a formation, Weng Ben certainly would not really feel afraid. His anger mainly came from the fact that he felt his face was damaged.

I thought that even if I didn't scare Zuo Feng to death with the words I said before, at least the other party would show fear of me. But I didn't expect that the other party not only didn't take my threat seriously, but seemed to become more motivated.

Because of extreme anger, Weng Ben's face turned completely purple, and the muscles on the back of his hand holding the war hammer bulged, and even the blue veins could be seen bulging slightly.

"Damn, damn little bastard, you think you are qualified to bark at me with such a formation!"

Weng Ben gritted his teeth and cursed, and the spiritual energy in his body burst out crazily and quickly rushed towards the war hammer. The next moment, there was a dazzling light burst out from the war hammer, but this time the light flashed continuously, and it actually fired three crystal-like spikes in one breath.

Zuo Feng, who was controlling the formation, couldn't help but change his expression slightly. Although he also guessed that the other party would increase the attack, he didn't expect that the crystal spikes could release three at a time.

On the barrier of the formation, the sound of "clang" continued, and a huge gap immediately appeared on the surface of the barrier, which was enough for seven or eight people to get out together.

The warriors from Fengcheng and Luancheng who were watching from all around all had their faces changed drastically. However, after just a moment of observation, they found that the formation was not destroyed as they imagined. Although the damaged part was clearly in front of them, the formation did not collapse.

It was no wonder that everyone was shocked by such a strange scene, because it was like seeing a person's heart being pierced by a gun, but the person did not die. Such a result was too unacceptable.

However, some people soon noticed that when Zuo Feng looked at the formation below, his eyes faintly revealed an expression of "long relief". Just looking at his expression, it is not difficult to judge that the "miracle" of the formation below did not happen by chance, but was the result of Zuo Feng's control.

In fact, as soon as Weng Ben opened his mouth, Zuo Feng had already understood the other party's intention, and although Zuo Feng's words were also inspired, they were also more or less deliberate.

He knew very well that if he ignored the other party, Weng Ben would be angry and attack the formation immediately without hesitation. At this time, as long as he opened his mouth, no matter what he said, the other party would certainly vent his anger and curse at him.

At this time, Zuo Feng needed time to adjust the rearranged and modified formation according to his own intention. And the time was just in time. Zuo Feng finally succeeded in fusing the formation at the last moment. In this way, the formation still barely supported the attack of three crystal spikes.

When seeing the change in Zuo Feng's expression and re-observing the formation, some people who had some attainments in rune formations also vaguely understood the mystery.

If the original formation is regarded as a person, then the formation after fusion is equivalent to having several hearts and several hands and feet. Only one heart is attacked, which is certainly not fatal.

These are only a few people outside the formation who can barely guess, and Weng Ben and others who are in the formation naturally do not know.

Especially Weng Ben has great confidence in the attack just now, because releasing three crystal spikes at the same time already requires the use of the original power in the sea. The consumption of the original spiritual energy may lead to the consequence of a decline in cultivation, so Weng Ben had to be cautious in using such attacks.

He didn't know that his attack just now had exceeded the control range of the formation, so the two crystal spikes did not change the flying direction, and the speed remained the same and fell on one point of the formation.

If he immediately launched the same method, even if he could not immediately destroy the formation, many effects in the formation would lose their effectiveness.

However, because he was in the formation, Weng Ben could not see the changes on the barrier of the formation at all, so he did not "strike while the iron is hot", but hesitated in his heart to explore around.

In this way, it gave Zuo Feng an opportunity to repair the damaged parts of the formation as much as possible, and at the same time began to make new arrangements for the formation.

Many times, judgment and choice are extremely important in battle. Sometimes it is just an inconspicuous choice, or even a detail that people don't care too much about, but it will determine the outcome of the entire battle and the final fate of a strong man.

For example, Weng Ben now, his cautious choice has completely pushed himself into an abyss of no return. He first completely angered Zuo Feng, and now gave Zuo Feng the opportunity to readjust the formation.

Zuo Feng, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, quickly turned gloomy. The crystal of the control array had slowly flown up and slowly rotated in front of him.

At this moment, on each of his fingers, there seemed to be a thin golden thread extending from the crystal of the control array.

As his ten fingers danced, the threads were constantly changing into various forms. In such a strange way, Zuo Feng was actually adjusting the details of the formation below through the crystal of the control array.

When Zuo Feng was doing this, on the hillside dozens of feet away from him, a middle-aged man in a white gown was standing against the wind. He had his hands behind his back and a kind smile on his face, but his eyes were shining, as if he was appreciating a favorite work of art.

"Little guy, your comprehension is really good, especially this rune formation. Even if you search the entire ancient wasteland, there are few people who can match you.

At the beginning, you just told me an idea, and I even just gave you a suggestion, and left the rest to you to explore on your own. I didn't expect that in just a dozen days of the trip to the Acropolis, you have already found some ways, and this can be regarded as your own original method of controlling the formation."

The person who spoke was Zuo Feng's second master Huankong. After Zuo Feng arrived, he didn't even have time to say hello to his master, and he was already caught up in the dealings with Weng Ben.

A great power like Huankong would naturally not be dissatisfied with Zuo Feng for this, but he didn't intend to help. On the one hand, his own cultivation has not recovered, and on the other hand, he also wanted to see how his apprentice would deal with such a strong man.

When dealing with the eighth-level monster like Minghai in Kuocheng, he used the formation and the power of rules. Now there was only the formation in front of him, and he wanted to see how his apprentice would use this formation to fight the opponent, and how far this battle would develop.

In fact, in Huankong's heart, he still had some confidence in Zuo Feng. Even if Zuo Feng could not kill Weng Ben, he still had the ability to consume the opponent to the limit and finally escape in a panic. In addition, Huankong had a kind of pride in his bones, 'My apprentice, even if he was only at the peak of the Sensing Qi Stage, would definitely be able to deal with the powerful people in the Controlling Mind Stage with the help of the formation. '

With the idea that others found unbelievable, Huankong stood in the distance with interest, quietly observing every step of Zuo Feng's actions.

At the beginning, Huankong was actually still nervous, and he even wanted to remind his apprentice several times and give him some advice.

With Huankong's ability and experience, as long as he gave advice, it would definitely be of great help to Zuo Feng. But Huankong finally held back, because every time he saw Zuo Feng's resolute and confident eyes, he would subconsciously choose to believe that his apprentice would create miracles for him.

When he saw Zuo Feng merge the formation and make adjustments to the details of the entire formation, he finally felt relieved.

Not only was he relieved, Huankong's eyes began to show a hint of surprise as he watched, as if he was surprised by Zuo Feng's adjustment of the formation, and at the same time he felt a little interesting, because even he couldn't tell how Zuo Feng wanted to use the formation to fight the other party.

After watching for a while, Huankong couldn't help but show a strange look on his face, because he had guessed some of Zuo Feng's intentions from the "clues" of the formation changes.

"Stinky boy, you really are 'vindictive', the other party may not really do what he said, but you took action immediately, but... I like your temper, it is somewhat similar to my temper when I was young."

Huankong looked a little weird, and a smile appeared on his face when he spoke, and when he looked at Weng Ben, he had a little pity.

Zuo Feng, who was controlling the silk thread in the distance, suddenly stopped his right hand. With a slight shake of his palm, the golden rune silk thread on the fingertips of his five fingers broke instantly.

Then he gently grabbed the crystal of the control array, and then a thin lightning arc as thin as a hair was "pulled" out.

The lightning arc was not much thicker than a hair. He glanced at it lightly, and a smile first appeared on his face, and then it was instantly cold. While turning his eyes to the formation in the distance, his right hand also shook lightly and threw it out, and he uttered the word "go".

The purple lightning arc, which was slightly thicker than a hair, suddenly shot out, and the formation squirmed slightly, and a gap was released by itself, allowing the lightning arc to drill into it and fly towards Ye ** who was trapped in the formation.