"Formation!"

Looking at the majestic Ziyun Zhenren, the faces of the Demon Sect elites present changed drastically, and even Sun Stalltou, who was invincible just now, couldn't help but have a solemn face, and jumped directly into the crowd, looking at this posture, he planned to use the tactics of the sea of people to fight with this bull-nosed Taoist who had been famous for a long time!

To be honest, although I have just entered the rivers and lakes, I still don't know whether this Ziyun Zhenren is a person with Xu, but with the short contact in the first half of the night, as well as the jealousy on the faces of many Demon Sect members, I can still get a glimpse of it, this old man is definitely a person who belongs to the Central Plains Dao Sect and stands at the top of the pyramid, otherwise he would not have mobilized so many Demon Sect masters to deal with it at the same time.

Faced with the current state, Ziyun Zhenren was calm and relaxed, and was not busy attacking, but lowered his brows, looked at these juniors with arrogance, and then said with a smile, "Let me see, what means do you demon sect members have to provoke me!"

As soon as these words came out, the jujube wood sword was full of glory, and even above the clouds, there was a terrifying pressure, which was no longer like manpower.

Sun Stalltou also felt pressure, and hurriedly led everyone to form a formation, among the many Demon Sect believers, counting this Sun Stall, a total of nine figures walked out, all of them were magnificent, these people immediately stood in accordance with their respective positions as soon as they came out, and combined into a small magic circle.

My eyesight is shallow, and I can't see the doorway of the formation, but Ziyun Zhenren is old-eyed and vicious, and I know at a glance that it is powerful, so I can't help but smile and say, "These three talent formations were originally my Taoist formation, I don't know why, I was actually stolen by you demon sect believers, or let the old man try how great the formation is!"

As soon as these words came out, Ziyun Zhenren no longer waited, and his body was like a wild horse that had escaped, and he jumped straight into the formation.

This bull-nosed veteran has a vicious vision, and wants to take advantage of the unstable formation of the opponent to attack, and first occupy the center of the "Three Talents Array", so that the strength of these nine people cannot be gathered together, so that the power of the formation is bound to be greatly reduced.

However, these nine people are all elite masters of the Demon Sect, although they are far less famous and prestige than this old way, but the actual combat experience is extremely exquisite, and they immediately understood his consciousness, and the nine people shouted one after another, and at the same time, all kinds of weapons fell forward, and the power of the three-talent magic circle also began to activate, turning into a violent wind, rising from the surface.

When the wind danced, the nine figures also came out in turn, but the bull-nosed old dao, who had been charging with a sword, laughed, and moved his body, raising the jujube wood sword angrily, and there was a strong force all over his body, and his body rotated, turning into a whirlwind, and the seemingly ordinary jujube wood sword in his hand slashed out a trace of wind, first swaying a few moves, and then stabbing the long sword, pointing at the head of Sun Stall.

Among the many colleagues, this Sun stall head can also be called a leader, seeing Ziyun Zhenren's attack, he was not weak, but roared, his body stepped out in vain, the black qi around him ran violently, and the arrogance enveloping him was even colder, and with a flick of his arm, ten fingers suddenly stretched out, turning into sharp claws!

This guy's ontological law is unknown, his momentum is extremely fierce, and the fishy wind carried in his claws is also like substance, and it is clashed with the old Taoist's jujube wood sword.

The tip of the claw and the blade of the sword struck together, and suddenly there was a clanging sound, and the sound of the dragon's groan was loud, and the momentum was quite majestic.

I stood on a high place, admiring the battle of the world, and my heart couldn't help but stir, and I secretly said, "Good sword!"

The jujube wood sword in Ziyun Zhenren's hand is not gold flying iron, it seems to be thin, but when it collides, it has a drum of strength in swimming, and it shakes back the big claws of Sun Stall's head, and he steps on the step cover, like a butterfly wearing flowers, swimming among them, every action maintains the depth of mechanics and aesthetics, the sword light and the clothes are fluttering together, and the momentum is calm, which makes people hold their breath in their chests and breathless excitement.

However, although this sword forced back Sun Stall's head, but in the Sancai Formation, many breaths had already gathered together, which was equivalent to the strength of nine people concentrated in one place at the same time, no matter how high Ziyun Zhenren's cultivation was, he could not forcibly break it, and after several fights, Sun Stall's head was defeated and retreated, but he was able to stabilize the situation and wait for the opportunity to counterattack.

He stimulated all the demonic power in his body, and the long claws stretched out by half a foot, as slender as curved chopsticks, and between the waves, there was a faint dark light flickering, which should not be underestimated!

"It's a good time!" Ziyun Zhenren was overjoyed when he saw the hunt, laughed wildly, and moved forward, waving the wooden sword, forcing it back two steps, and was about to take a sword straight into the atrium, but the guy next to Sun Stall's head came in time, waving weapons to besiege, some shot out hidden weapons, directly attacked the front door, and some swung knives to cut their necks and cut their tendons...... All kinds of yin tricks are on the same page, and they are extremely capable of yin damage.

If it were me, under the attack of this rainstorm pear blossom, I am afraid that I would not be able to support a round and would be defeated, but Ziyun Zhenren walked around, flipped his sleeves, swung the wooden sword, cut out a mixed circle of swords, separated the open spears and hidden arrows around him one by one, and then withdrew and returned, a large arc of swaying, under the guidance of the sword blade, collided with the overlapping weapons, and made a "ding ding" sound, like a crisp jade buzz.

As soon as this opening confrontation passed, I could also see that Ziyun Zhenren was worthy of being a figure standing at the top of the pyramid, whether it was sword skills or cultivation, he was one or two grades higher than the opponents in the three-talent formation, if it was a solo fight, these people might not even be able to hold on for three or five rounds.

However, at this time, they treated each other in a formation, gathering the power of nine people together, although they couldn't trap this old Taoist, they also brought their tacit understanding to the limit, and in a hurry, Ziyun Zhenren couldn't break the opponent's formation at all.

The two sides attacked each other, fighting like glue, and the nine people attacked quickly in a round, forcing the magnificent Ziyun Zhenren to the side, and a guy with dyed red hair shouted loudly, "The Taoist is very skilled, but this formation gathers the strength of nine people, but it is not something that you can bear alone, if you want me to say, you might as well retreat directly to the back mountain, don't worry about the nosy here, our target is not you!"

Ziyun Zhenren's long sword swung and resolved many secret moves one by one, but there was a sharp smile in his mouth, "Qingcheng is in one vein, and the same qi is connected, although the old man has lived to the age of burying half of his feet in the loess, he still knows the truth of cold lips and teeth, if you want to be embarrassed by Brother Canghai Dao, you must pass my level first!"

"Old thing, I think you're looking for death!" The nine people were furious, and they all mobilized their breath to the extreme, relying on the power of the magic circle, they overwhelmed the sword momentum of Ziyun Zhenren, and Sun Stalltou smiled and said, "You bull-nosed old way, are you about to fight with us to break the net?"

"The fish is dead? ”

Facing the opponent who suddenly stepped up his attack, Ziyun Zhenren easily jumped away, threw the jujube wood sword into the sky, and said something in his mouth, the wooden sword that was about to fall was pulled by a breath and hovered in the air staggeringly.

Oh, my God...... Flying Sword!