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Chapter 655 Mysterious Armor Formation

After that, the sword energy remained undiminished and continued to move towards the black wind.

Feeling the power above the sword energy, Hei Feng's face changed a lot.

But there was no intention of backing down.

The shield on the outside of the body was directly stretched, and then the remaining iron chain was wrapped around the fist, and it went towards Zhao Sen's sword energy.

boom!

The sword energy collapsed under this punch.

Just when Hei Feng was proud, he suddenly found that Zhao Sen not far away had disappeared.

"not good!"

Heifeng's expression changed, and he clearly felt a cold wind rushing from behind.

Without even thinking about it, he turned around and punched him.

But when his fist landed, he realized that what he had smashed was just a talisman. By the time he realized it, it was too late.

The bright moon blade in Zhao Sen's hand directly penetrated his body, and went out from the other side, blood was dripping down the blade to the ground continuously.

"You, despicable!"

Hei Feng stared at Zhao Sen, his body stiffened.

Zhao Sen sneered: "That's not right, meanness is not used in this way, it's called tricks, you can go there with peace of mind."

After all, the power of the talisman erupted from the other palm.

It landed on Heifeng's chest at an extremely fast speed.

Hei Feng flew upside down and sprayed out a large amount of blood mist with his mouth open. The viscera and meridians in his body were all shattered under this palm.

After finishing off Black Wind, Zhao Sen made another move, taking out an opponent at the third level of the Longtang disciple beside him.

puff!

At this moment.

Xu Jiang's body flew backwards, he opened his mouth and sprayed a lot of blood, and landed not far in front of Zhao Sen.

This sudden change caused Zhao Sen's expression to change a lot.

He quickly helped Xu Jiang up on the ground.

"Brother Xu, how are you doing?"

Zhao Sen asked.

Xu Jiang shook his head: "I can't die for the time being, but this guy is very strong, and his sword is not ordinary."

As he spoke, he struggled to stand up.

"Ants, you can go to die."

The ghost shadow once again manipulated the Mo Yu sword to rush towards the two of them.

"careful!"

Xu Jiang quickly pushed Zhao Sen away, all the strength in his body was running on his arms, and then he stood in front of him, trying to stop Mo Yujian.

But Mo Yujian was obviously not that simple, and it was in a stalemate with Xu Jiang's Yuanli.

Boom boom boom!

The sleeves on Xu Jiang's arms burst and turned into debris scattered all over the sky. The skin of Xu Jiang's exposed arms also became extremely red, and cracks appeared one after another.

Seeing that Xu Jiang was going to be unable to hold on anymore.

The surrounding Longtang disciples also fell into a hard fight, and many of them were even injured.

The people in the southern division suffered heavy losses. In just a short period of time, they had already lost more than half of them. Now only the last 100 people are still stubbornly resisting.

It's just that they have no way to deal with the magic cultivators who don't know how many times they are.

The number of deaths is still increasing.

boom!

Just at this moment, Zhao Sen hit the Mo Yu sword with the power of dragon and tiger blue.

The powerful force directly changed the direction of Mo Yujian.

Let the blade of Mo Yujian hit the ground directly, leaving a deep pit on the ground, which looks extremely shocking.

"what!"

Xu Jiang's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and a lot of blood oozed from his arms. Obviously, he was injured by Ghost Shadow's sword.

If Zhao Sen hadn't helped him, I'm afraid he wouldn't know if he was still alive now.

The eighth level of refining the gods, and the peak of the eighth level of refining the gods, are indeed in two realms.

Completely incomparable.

"Listen to my orders, start battle!"

Zhao Sen shouted to all Longtang disciples.

All of a sudden, the disciples of Longtang took out the formation stones in their hands, and Zhao Sen quickly pinched the magic formula with both hands, causing the power on all the formation stones to begin to erupt.

Gradually, a tortoise shell shape was formed in the air, and then everyone was firmly protected under the tortoise shell.

Xuanjia Formation!

This is Zhao Sen's method, using all the disciples of the Dragon Hall as the cornerstone, so that the mobile formation formed will not be broken as long as the disciples of the Dragon Hall are in the formation.

"Come on!"

Zhao Sen shouted at everyone, and then helped Xu Jiang move forward quickly.

Behind them were more than 80 sect disciples from the southern division, but many of them were still injured.

Obviously there is no ability to fight.

"Stop them!"

The ghost gave a low snort.

There were at least [-] demon monks following behind, and they surrounded their positions firmly.

However, because of the existence of the Xuanjia Formation, letting the power of these demon cultivators fall on the formation has no effect at all, and instead they are all resisted.

Ghost Shadow also manipulated the Mo Yu Sword, from top to bottom, it fell fiercely on the Xuanjia Formation.

boom!

A dull voice sounded above the formation, causing the entire Xuanjia formation to tremble, but the formation was still solid and did not intend to collapse.

This formation was reinforced by Zhao Sen, and there were more than a dozen Longtang disciples as the cornerstone, so the defensive power was naturally much stronger.

Although it can't compare with the formation of Longmen base, it is not weak.

At least with the cultivation base of the ghost image, it is difficult to break through.

"Don't stop, don't worry about the people around you, just rush out and talk!"

Zhao Sen gave a low drink and shouted to everyone around him.

This is their only chance.

If Qian Renbutcher and Silver Hand Overlord Flower finish off the others, then they will really be unable to escape.

Everyone is moving quickly, looking from a distance, it looks like a turtle with a mysterious armor, and it is moving quickly towards the distance.

Those demon monks around couldn't resist it at all.

Either it was directly knocked into the air, or even the body was smashed into a blood mist and disappeared in mid-air.

"It's actually a grand master of formations, really good!"

Ghosting admired.

The moyu sword in his hand was drawn again, but this time the target fell on a disciple of one of the Longtang, and he was also a person whose cultivation base was only at the peak of the first level of refining gods.

It was Zhou Qing.

Bang!

The ear-shattering sound fell, and Zhou Qing's position instantly sank downward.

Zhou Qing even spit out a large amount of blood with his mouth open, and the aura on his body became wilted.

"Zhou Qing!"

"Substitute on top!"

Zhao Sen hurriedly directed, and at the same time took out several pills and put them in Zhou Qing's mouth, ensuring that his life would not be in danger for the time being.

The team continues to move forward.

The other Longtang disciples hurriedly stepped up to ensure that the formation would not be broken, but now Ghosting has seen the flaws in the Xuanjia formation.

No matter how much force the Xuanjia formation Zhao Sen has received, it has the ability to resist and buffer, but the only thing that is afraid of is breaking the surface with a point.

If all the dozen or so cornerstones under Zhao Sen were defeated, the formation would also be broken.