Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Within the scope of that formation, the side of Duotian Mountain had an absolute advantage. Even if the strength difference between the two sides was not too big, it still turned into a situation of unilateral massacre by Duotian Mountain.

Only about a quarter of an hour had passed since everyone in the army mistakenly entered the formation and the old man named Huan Xiao launched a sneak attack on Zhuang Lin.

Fourteen Japanese warriors were killed, and the remaining three were struggling to support themselves until the man named Huan Feng arrived. In Zuo Feng's view, this person's strength and cultivation were indeed impressive. His cultivation in the later stages of the cultivation stage was able to bring out the strength close to the peak of cultivation, or even in the concentration stage.

The most important thing is that Huan Feng has a far superior advantage over warriors of the same level in terms of killing methods. A long spear is elegant and agile. It seems to have thousands of changes and thousands of back moves between advance and retreat. A seemingly ordinary spear can change its angle and speed in an instant. Once you think that Huan Feng has shot with all his strength, his subsequent changes The attack will definitely come in an unimaginable way.

Some of these disciples have only heard of Huan Feng, but almost none of them have actually fought against Huan Feng. Now that he encountered the opponent, but in such a formation, Huan Feng could completely hide his traces with the help of the formation, which made it easier for him to kill people.

However, the last three remaining Japanese warriors are also the three strongest among this group of warriors, except for Zhuang Lin, who leads the team. The moment they saw Huan Feng disappear, they turned their hands and took out a pill almost at the same time, and swallowed the pill at the same time.

"Crazy Magic Pill, and it's a middle-grade Crazy Magic Pill!"

Although there was a distance between them, Zuo Feng, an alchemist who was already close to an advanced level, could still tell at a glance what the pills the three of them took out were, and even judged the quality of the pills just from their color.

Usually, Crazy Demon Pills only have low-grade ones, and middle-grade pills are very rare. Crazy Demon Pills of this quality not only provide a temporary improvement to warriors, but also have no side effects after taking them.

While the three Japanese warriors were concentrating on dealing with Huan Feng, the skinny old man in mid-air had already swayed and came directly to Zhuang Lin.

When he saw the old man approaching, Zhuang Lin threw the long sword in his hand without hesitation, and then a dark brown short knife appeared in his palm.

Since it is a short sword, of course it is not too long, but what is strange is that the thickness of the back of the short sword is nearly four fingers wide. It is better to say that it is a short sword than a hatchet. Just by looking at the strange weapon used, you can guess that this person's attributes must be mainly earth attributes.

Sure enough, while he was wielding the dagger, the dark yellow spiritual energy around Zhuang Lin was also released crazily. Before the dagger in his hand could be slashed out, traces of distortion were already appearing in the surrounding space.

The skinny old man Huan Xiao who was rushing over had a sinister expression and a strange laugh. But the figure disappeared like smoke and was unseen.

When seeing such a scene, Huan Kong couldn't help but sigh softly, and said at the same time: "The Jiyin Disillusionment Formation is originally used to focus on defense and consume the enemy in defense. However, This formation fell into the hands of this group of people, but it has been completely changed. It is purely used for assassinations and sneak attacks. "

Huan Kong said in a low voice. Zuo Feng, Ni Feng and Blizzard all turned their heads to look. At this time, even if Zuo Feng didn't say anything, the other two people should have understood that Huan Kong must have a close relationship with Duotian Mountain.

On the other side, Amber burst out with a large amount of spiritual energy blocked, and his figure almost disappeared from the beginning. This was not just because his movements were too fast, but because of the effect of the martial arts he performed.

Zuo Feng had seen Amber used many times before, but the effect every time was different from what he saw before him. If Amber used to give people a changeable feeling when she performed martial arts, then Amber now feels elusive and unpredictable.

Not only were the moves difficult to see clearly, but even his body shape became difficult to capture. After seeing this, everyone already understood that Amber's change was realized by observing Huan Feng's use of the spear.

Turning his head to look at Amber, Huan Kong's expression relaxed slightly at this time, and a rare smile appeared, and he said: "This boy is indeed good. I thought he would have at least three years to realize the Mizukage Wushuang." Unexpectedly, just seeing Huan Feng's methods made him realize the ultimate secret of the first level. Now, he has finally completed the first level of Water Shadow Phantom Spear."

Hearing Huan Kong's affirmation, both Zuo Feng and Ni Feng showed joy at the same time. This martial skill is related to Duotian Mountain. Since Huan Kong said so, it means that Amber's martial skill has really improved a lot.

"Pfft, squeak"

Two moderately loud voices suddenly came out from the formation, immediately attracting the attention of Zuo Feng and others, who subconsciously looked towards the formation.

I saw only one Japanese warrior, his eyes wide open at this time, and there was a bright red blood hole on his forehead. But when the eyes turned to his back, he could clearly see that there was a bloody hole the size of a fist on the back of his head.

Although the shot was just between his eyebrows, the force of the shot directly blasted away the back of the warrior's head. And the moment the back of the warrior's head exploded, countless blood splashed out, directly blocking the sight of the other two *** warriors.

Huan Feng took this opportunity to launch an attack. His whole body was bathed in rich blood, but his face looked full of enjoyment, as if he was an evil ghost released from hell.

There was also a strange sound coming from the position in the air, where Zhuang Lin was lying, and the blood on his severed left arm had stopped. However, a deep blood mark could be seen on his chest, especially the armor with scales in his shirt, which had already been cut open.

"Hey, I didn't expect that you actually have inner armor refined by the Snowland Spirit Snake. You are quite well prepared. Unfortunately, your inner armor is very effective in keeping out the cold, but your defense is a little bit worse. If you hadn't met me, this It might actually save your life."

While Huan Xiao was speaking, he slowly raised the very peculiar hook weapon in his hand. With a sinister smile on his face, he stuck out his tongue and added to the blood stained on the tip of the hook, then showed a look of enjoyment.

"You fart, this Snowland Spirit Snake has reached the peak of the seventh level. If you didn't rely on this formation, you would never be able to break through this inner armor. As long as I break this formation, you will have to pay for what you did today. Pay the price."

Zhuang Lin roared angrily, and at the same time, his arm suddenly more than doubled in size, and even the sleeves of the Confucian shirt were instantly burst.

The weird short knife in his hand instantly turned black, and the space around Zhuang Lin quickly shook, as if the space was about to collapse.

Just seeing such momentum, Zuo Feng couldn't help but secretly take a breath. Of course he had heard that the level of warriors in the ancient wilderness was higher than that of warriors from other empires.

But when Zuo Feng thought about it, this should be the difference between low-level warriors. After practicing to high-level, this gap should continue to narrow.

However, after seeing the spiritual realm used by Zhuang Lin today and the momentum of his martial arts, he realized that the ancient wasteland was indeed the most mysterious place on the continent. Seeing the martial arts used by Zhuang Lin, it seemed that Weng Ben was just a fake Yu Nian strongman.

While the space was shaking, Zhuang Lin's figure flashed and moved quickly, and at the same time, the short sword in his hand slashed wildly. Each slash seemed to have the power to break through the void, and it madly vented towards the surrounding formations.

And the barrier that trapped him before also revealed a series of small gaps under this crazy attack. It seemed that he would be able to escape soon.

However, after seeing this scene, Huan Kong couldn't help but sigh, and said at the same time: "This guy has been fooled after all. If he consumes it for a long time, Huan Xiao will not be able to do anything to him in a short time, but he is so eager To get out of trouble, instead..."

In the eyes of others, Zhuang Lin's condition was obviously improving, but Huan Kong seemed to be very disdainful of him, and there was even a hint of regret in his voice.

After Huan Kong's voice fell, Zhuang Lin's attacks became more and more crazy, and a huge gap finally appeared in the formation barrier that trapped him.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Lin couldn't help but feel secretly happy on his face, but at this moment, two shrill screams came from below. The last two *** disciples were killed by Huan Feng at this time.

If they hadn't taken the Crazy Demon Pills, they wouldn't have been able to hold on until now. But just when Zhuang Lin was about to get out of trouble, he saw such a scene and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

At this moment, a feeling of danger came over him, but he had just broken through the formation barrier with all his strength, which made him feel powerless, and his reaction was naturally a moment slower.

But just at this moment of dullness, a slight chill came from his chest. Zhuang Lin flew backwards with a look of horror on his face, but he felt that something was separating from his body. The next moment, he was horrified to see that his lower abdomen was covered in blood and flesh, and his intestines, which were still emitting heat, were being pulled out of his body.

At the other end of the intestines, the skinny Huan Xiao emerged with a sinister smile. The front end of his hook was currently hooking a section of Zhuang Lin's intestines.

Seeing such a scene, Zhuang Lin's pupils suddenly shrank and he shouted loudly: "No, you can't..."

But before he finished shouting, he saw the figure of the phantom owl move, and then the pulled out intestines were cut off section by section, and the phantom owl also quickly approached in the process.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your intestines. What I want is your essence and blood, as well as the flesh and blood containing pure vitality. I haven't enjoyed such a delicious meal in a long time."

Huan Xiao approached like a ghost. Zhuang Lin tried his best to block the wound on his abdomen with his hands, trying to stuff back the spilled intestines while subconsciously avoiding it with a look of horror on his face.

But when he saw this scene, Huan Kong took a deep breath and said slowly: "The *** is over!"

Yes, everyone present also understood that the *** person was finished. But everyone is still in shock. A strong man in the middle and late stages of Yu Nian couldn't even escape and was killed like this.