Chu Weirui clutched her chest, staggered back a few steps, and a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth.

But she smiled with relief.

paid such a big price, and even the realm almost fell, and finally completed this "painting the ground as a prison".

Fighting Zhou Fei before was also part of Chu Weirui's plan.

She deliberately showed weakness to the enemy, so that the academy side could take its attention away from herself, so that she could comfortably stay in the rear of the camp and arrange this powerful formation with peace of mind.

Painting the ground as a prison is the strongest formation among the many formations in the temple, there is no one, but because the cultivation process is too difficult, and the formation is extremely complex, the aura to be consumed in the process of casting is also huge, and there is a great possibility that the realm will fall because of the inability to control the formation, so there are very few people in the temple who are willing to practice this formation.

Chu Weirui was originally a person who liked to challenge, and when she had not yet become a high priest, she had a strong interest in this formation, although her teacher at that time, the previous Seven Killings Priest Hitomi had warned her not to be overweight and covet the power of the top at will, but Chu Weirui is a person who will not change for other reasons if she recognizes the direction, and she ignores Hitomi's words, and she will still read a few pages when she has time, and practice silently.

Later, after escaping from the temple, Chu Weirui did not practice "painting the ground as a prison" for the time being, but after returning to the temple, she immediately picked up this formation and continued to practice.

Because of the improvement of the realm, and Chu Weirui herself has a good understanding, it didn't take long to completely master the painting as a prison, the only regret is that there is no room to show it.

In this war against the Tang Dynasty, Chu Weirui was also satisfied with the second senior brother who trapped one of the strongest in the academy with the painting of the land as a prison.

From a personal point of view, Chu Weirui has no bad feelings towards the academy, and even has a good impression, when she lived in Chang'an, the academy also allowed her to enter the library building, from this point alone, the academy is truly inclusive, without discrimination, much stronger than the temple.

But since it is a war, it is necessary to distinguish the winner and the loser.

Chu Weirui didn't really care much about whether the light of the temple could shine on the entire Great Wilderness, this kind of rhetoric was just a reason needed to start a war. What she cares about is the process of fighting the masters, and the thrill of defeating those powerful people is unmatched by anything else.

Qinglian, the second gentleman of the academy, is recognized as a strong man in the world, and his ranking is even second only to the master, the master and other super-first-class masters, except for Mr. Big, there are almost no opponents among his peers, even if it is Wu You, who knows Yue Guan, he may not be able to beat Mr. Er head-on. It's just that Mr. Two doesn't have many opportunities to make a move, so his fame is not as big as Wu You's.

Now, Mr. Two is trapped in the prison of the painting ground, and he can't break free for at least a stick of incense.

In this war, it is finally time to decide the winner and loser.

However, everything that happened next made the smile on the corner of Chu Weirui's mouth disappear in an instant.

In the face of the sharp little sword coming from the sky, the second senior brother just glanced up and did not make any decision.

On the surface, the second senior brother has already given up resistance.

Because once these arrows fall, a formation that draws the ground as a prison will be formed.

The formation made by Chu Weirui exhausted her aura was definitely more than enough to trap the second senior brother.

If the second senior brother tried his best to resist, even if he could destroy the formation, he would pay a terrible price for it.

So there was no other choice but to either be seriously injured and break the formation, or to be trapped and watch the temple army sweep away the entire academy camp.

Judging from the state of the second senior brother, he really looks like he has given up resistance.

The Infantry Stormtroopers of the Temple are also about to reach the front of the academy and enter the range that can be attacked.

At this critical moment, the second senior brother reversed the hilt of the sword, hid the sharp blade in his hand on the inside of his arm, and then the whole person took half a step back.

In the face of thousands of troops, the second senior brother never retreated.

At this moment, he retreated.

The retreat of the second senior brother made the warriors in the temple as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Even the second senior brother couldn't bear it, and the defeat of the academy was already a foregone conclusion.

"Kill!"

One of the soldiers who was charging in front suddenly burst out with a very loud shout, and the soldiers who followed him also shouted, they waved the blades in their hands and rushed towards the academy in a fearless manner.

Tu Wanyue glanced up, and all the runes under his hand flew out.

Although these low-level runes did not kill people on the spot, because of their extremely large number, they still stopped those charging soldiers for a while.

Yue Chen also immediately rushed over, like a terrifying palm, as if the dragon step was cast at the same time, defeating those soldiers into an army.

However, just like Tu Wanyue's runes, the number of soldiers was too much, and Yue Chen alone couldn't kill them all.

His only advantage is that because he holds the title of a Zhiyue Guan Shaoguan Lord, those soldiers don't dare to kill him, otherwise the ants will bite the elephant to death, and no matter how strong Yue Chen is, he can't resist hundreds of soldiers besieging him at the same time.

What's more, among these soldiers, there are also cultivators.

Yue Chen was not a person who loved to kill, so he didn't kill these soldiers, and he stopped beating them to the point where they lost their combat effectiveness.

"No, too much, too much. ”

After overturning an unknown number of people, Yue Chen was also a little unable to bear it, his physical strength and aura were consumed too quickly, and in the face of these soldiers who were pouring up like ants, Yue Chen couldn't help but tremble a little at this moment.

At this moment, the senior brother appeared beside Yue Chen, forced back nearly a hundred soldiers with one palm, and dragged him back to the academy camp with Yue Chen's back collar.

Yue Chen said with palpitations: "Thank you Senior Brother for saving your life, how is the Second Senior Brother?"

The elder brother said, "See for yourself." ”

Yue Chen hurriedly looked over, and his eyes were about to pop out: "Broken?"

The senior brother showed a smile of relief, "Yes, it's broken." ”

"Second senior brother is too good. How to do it. Yue Chen was so excited that he almost jumped up.

"It's very simple, resist with your body. The senior brother said: "Qinglian's courage and courage, I can't do it. ”

"Resist with your body?" Yue Chen swallowed: "Is this okay?"

The senior brother explained: "The most important component of drawing the ground as a prison is those swords, tens of thousands of sharp small swords, as long as more than half of them fall, it is enough to form a formation, it is difficult to break the formation with weapons, because few people can destroy tens of thousands of swords in an instant, even the teacher cannot guarantee that they can do it." Therefore, Qinglian directly put away the weapon, and directly hardened those swords with her physical body, converting the damage of the formation into the damage of the blade, and in this way destroying the integrity of the formation. This move is quite creative, but it is also extremely dangerous, and it can be said that no one other than Qinglian can use such a method. ”

"Then the second senior brother will be hurt if he does this?" Yue Chen said worriedly.

"Injuries are inevitable, but it's better than being trapped. The senior brother said: "At the moment of the great enemy, if Qinglian is trapped, then we really have no power to fight back." ”

"Senior brother, what should we do next?" Yue Chen asked nervously.

Before the senior brother could speak, the second senior brother gave Yue Chen an answer with practical actions.

After breaking the formation, the second senior brother seemed to be very angry, and he entered the enemy camp and began to slaughter.

Unlike Yue Chen's subordinates, the second senior brother was really killing.

At this moment, he is a sword, an incomparable sword.

Everywhere he went, blood splattered and corpses separated.

In a matter of moments, more than a thousand temple soldiers were killed alive.

But the killing of the second senior brother has not stopped, he is still shuttling, still killing.

Such a terrifying killing method defeated those temple soldiers who were still full of confidence before, because they couldn't resist the killing intent of the second senior brother at all, as long as the figure of the second senior brother passed by, a bunch of soldiers would inevitably fall to the ground and die.

Just as the second senior brother was wantonly killing, there was a sudden explosion in the academy camp.

Except for the second senior brother, the others suddenly turned around, only to see that all the conscienceless cannons had exploded.

It is a pity that there is no ammunition in it, otherwise this kind of serial explosion will inevitably cause large-scale casualties.

However, the explosion was not over.

After the conscienceless cannon was shattered, the sonar exploded immediately after.

"What's going on!" Yue Chen exclaimed.

At the same time, an old and solemn voice resounded throughout the canyon.

Senior Brother frowned: "The Buddha of Zhongling Temple?!"