The personal security of the beautiful president

Seeing that all the commanders had left, Yan Si returned to Ding Zhe's side, and at the same time secretly said: "Okay, Commander Wu, listen carefully, the real purpose of our operation this time is. In this land, there is a magic circle, if activated, our Illuminati will get a lot of help."

"Your subordinates obey." Ding Zhe bowed and said, "It's just...with my own strength, I'm afraid I can't open the magic circle."

"That's natural."

Yan Si waved back, only to see a monk in black armor striding forward.

The man in black armor was tall, strong and burly, but he couldn't see his face clearly because he was wearing a mask.

The black armor was airtight, and a faint black air lingered on the surface.

Although I stared at it with doubts, I still couldn't say anything after all.

"He is Liu Feng, the elder brother of the old man, and he is also a middle-rank cultivator of the Immortals. Only with him to accompany you can you open the magic circle."

Ding Zhe hastily cupped his hands at the Heijia man.

The Heijia man ignored him and walked straight out of the station.

Staring at the farewell crowd, he hurriedly chased after them.

The two, one in front and one behind, soared into the sky and headed straight to the south.

After only half a day's work, the two came to a big mountain.

Heijia Renliufeng fell to the ground first.

"Senior, is this the place?" Ding Zhe asked.

However, Liufeng didn't answer, and walked towards the mountain with big strides.

Ding Zhe followed behind him, but he felt more and more wrong as he walked.

The black-armored man's body was definitely not aura, and he couldn't feel any aura fluctuations from the opponent.

"It's strange, I'm already a low-rank immortal, so I shouldn't be unable to see through his cultivation. Could it be because of his black armor?" Ding Zhe secretly thought.

half an hour.

When the two came to the halfway up the mountain, Liu Feng stopped, looked left and right, and then walked towards the boulder beside him.

"Senior, but here?" Ding Zhe asked again.

The man in black armor nodded slightly.

Ding Zhe circled around the boulder, which was as tall as a person, but found nothing.

But he saw the man in black armor step forward and put his hand on the boulder.

At the same time, streaks of black air spread out from the black-armored man until they enveloped the entire boulder.

"Bold madman! Don't even think about opening the magic circle!"

A sudden shout of anger startled Ding Zhe.

Following the sound, I saw two snow-white monks attacking with their swords.

The man in black armor quickly withdrew his hand and faced the man in white.

Raise your hands at the same time to block the opponent's joint attack.

"Ding Ding!"

With two crisp sounds, the bodies of the two men in white were bounced away, flipped in the air and landed on the ground.

At this time, I only saw the person clearly after staring.

It was actually two monks wearing white armor.

The moment the two landed on the ground, another six white-armored men flew from the direction they flew from.

The eight Baijia men formed a gossip formation, each holding a long sword, facing Ding Zhe.

Ding Zhe looked at Baijiaren in bewilderment, and then at Liufeng.

"Senior, they are here to prevent us from opening the magic circle. Who are they?"

However, the man in black armor who didn't say a word shot directly and rushed into the opponent's magic circle in an instant.

For a while, the sound of jingling can be heard endlessly.

"Senior, I'll help you!"

Ding Zhe sacrificed his little yellow sword and joined the battle group.

He regretted it as soon as he entered the magic circle.

The cultivation bases of these eight white armor men are all in the lower rank of the Immortal Realm.

But the power of the gossip formation formed by them is extraordinary.

Comparable to the peak strength of the fairyland.

Just imagine, eight cultivators at the peak of the fairyland are fighting against you, and they will ask you if you are afraid.

The Heijia man was completely fearless, he walked back and forth in the formation with ease.

Not only can it resist all the opponent's attacks, but it can also find opportunities to counterattack.

On the contrary, Ding Zhe was forced into dangerous situations several times by the Baijia people because he deliberately suppressed his cultivation.

"Grandma, for my son's penis, I will fight with you!"

Ding Zhe mobilized his cultivation base to fully display his ability to be ranked as the lowest rank in the Immortal Realm.

For a while, it made the other party at a loss.

Eight long swords, Qi Qi stabs at Ding Zhe's whole body.

Ding Zhe retreated repeatedly, while dodging the opponent's attack, while secretly observing the reaction of the man in black armor.

The black-armored man seemed to have suppressed his cultivation, and his movements seemed slow, but they were actually extremely fast.

Always be able to accurately predict the opponent's attack position before the opponent's attack arrives.

"This black-armored man has some abilities. Could it be that there are some secrets in him?" Staring at himself, he thought to himself, "Even if I restore my original cultivation, I still need to put in some effort to deal with these eight people."

The reason why he didn't recover his cultivation was because he wanted to hide his identity on the one hand, and on the other hand, he wanted to use the formation of the white-armored man to find out the details of the black-armored man.

After all, he is Yan Si's younger brother, if there are a few more people like this in the Illuminati, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to get Tian Xiangqin.

After fighting like this for a while, the Heijia man was finally hit by the opponent several times.

But the black-armored man didn't even get hurt except for taking a few steps back.

"Did he use some secret method? Or did he take some kind of elixir?" Ding Zhe was puzzled.

But after fighting back and forth, the Heijia man only had those few moves, and there was no change.

On the contrary, the white-armored men became more and more flustered. From the changes in their formation, it was not difficult to see that they couldn't take down themselves and the black-armored men, and they were already anxious.

"Forget it, I'll talk about the details of this black-armored man later, the most urgent thing is to activate the magic circle first, and then go back to the business."

Having made up his mind, Ding Zhe no longer held back.

He knows a lot of small supernatural powers, but he doesn't want to hurt the other party.

So, he took a step back.

Left hand draw square.

Draw a circle with the right hand.

Two streams of spiritual energy lingered in his hands, and finally merged into one place.

Behind him, a yin-yang fish pattern was actually formed.

Gently moving forward with both hands, a huge force was sent out in an instant, directly blasting at the eight white-armored men.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the eight Baijia men hurriedly backed away.

But the Heijia people kept pestering them, it was too late.

"Oh!"

With a loud noise, the eight white-armored men were hit by Ding Zhe's supernatural power and flew backwards at the same time.

They vomited blood after landing.

The man in black armor stood still, and his helmet turned slowly.

Two empty eye sockets stared straight at Ding Zhe.

"Thank you senior for stopping me, I have the opportunity to release the big move!"

Ding Zhe hastily cupped his hands, explaining his embarrassment.

However, the Heijia man didn't seem to be interested in his explanation, but walked back to the boulder and stood still.

This time, the black-armored man pressed both hands on the boulder at the same time.

At the same time, he mobilized the black energy all over his body, as if he was afraid that the white armor would interrupt him.

Ding Zhe urged the little yellow sword to stand between the black armored man and the white armored man, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

"The magic circle... can't be opened! Ahem..." the white-armored man at the front said weakly.