Chapter 347: One Blow Breaks the Formation

Nan Shiyan's serious voice came with the cold night breeze, Su Yunshu and Gong Linggui did not hesitate at all, they were all the same, and when they heard the voice, their bodies moved, and they took three steps back together.

Sensing the movements of the two, Nan Shiyan's heart settled down a little, and then, he glanced at the closed door again, raised his hand casually, and waved his left palm lightly, and the wide white robe swept over, bringing a gentle air current.

However, at that moment, the surrounding aura changed greatly, and the strong spiritual power with the momentum that swept everything, brought up a fierce air current, and roared towards the closed door of the Wind Lotus Hall at an extremely fast speed, making a deafening sound.

The seemingly inconspicuous jade-like palm unleashed a strong spiritual power, and the coercion emitted was actually the coercion that came from the Wind Lotus Hall just now, with an overwhelming momentum, swallowing up the cold air.

A loud bang came, Su Yunshu and Gong Linggui both frowned slightly, and at the same time used their spiritual power to protect themselves and resist the impact of this violent spiritual power, they both felt a slight feeling of qi and blood surging in their hearts, and a faint smell of blood came from their throats.

Tilting his head slightly, as if he was aware of Su Yunshu and Gong Linggui's situation, Nan Shiyan's eyes moved, frowned slightly, his fingertips moved, and he slightly restrained the breath around him, protecting Su Yunshu and Gong Linggui under his gentle and strong spiritual power.

Then, Nan Shiyan looked straight at the door of the Wind Lotus Palace, his eyes suddenly condensed, with a deep and serious meaning, faintly, it actually revealed a faint anger and a sullen sense of forbearance.

As the deep spiritual power hit the closed temple door, the ground shook a few times obviously, and several cracks appeared, spreading like spider silk, and there was a roaring sound from the solid gate, and the piercing sound of cracking was mixed in.

Then, there was a sound of collapse, and all of a sudden, smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Faintly, dim lights came out of the billowing smoke.

Nan Shiyan hooked his lips suddenly, and the jade fan was raised, piercing the stagnation and coldness of the air, and his body moved suddenly, and the whole person disappeared in place.

The loud sound of the spiritual power colliding sounded, and before Su Yunshu and Gong Linggui could react, the gate of the Wind Lotus Hall was strangled into pieces by the violent spiritual power at that moment, and it flew away in the rapidly rotating airflow.

The smoke and dust also dispersed with that loud noise, and numerous cracks appeared on the ground, accompanied by an intermittent sound, which extended far away.

In the face of this crazy spiritual power, Su Yunshu and Gong Linggui were both shocked, their hands slowly tightened a little, and a deep sense of seriousness appeared on their faces.

However, before the two of them could make a move, they heard the sound of sharp blades colliding again, and the sharp cold light flashed, and the robe flew over.

In the night, there was a heavy snort, with curiosity and anger.

The white robe crossed a cold arc in the air, Nan Shiyan frowned slightly, and fell to the ground silently.

Su Yun and Gong Linggui looked towards the Wind Lotus Hall in unison, and found that the door of the palace that was originally shrouded in profound spiritual power had disappeared at this time, leaving only fragments of the ground, and Xiao muttered silent words.

A black figure slowly walked out from the depths of the Wind Lotus Hall, the wide cloak covered the person's figure and face, the fingers sticking out from the cuffs were slender and pale, and the nails were a deep and bewitching dark red, with a bit of a gorgeous feeling.

Nan Shiyan casually flicked his sleeves, the hand holding the white jade fan behind him, Ruyu's fingertips gently tapped the handle of the fan, making a slight sound, with an inexplicable rhythm, suppressing everyone's breathing.

"What an accident."

The hoarse man's voice came, and there was a smell of mechanical stiffness in the night.

"This strangulation array was forcibly destroyed by your blow."

As he spoke, his pale and terrible palms stretched out from his sleeves, and his dark red nails pressed against his thin chin, glowing with a little cruelty and a little evil.

"I really didn't expect that there are still people here who can break my formation."

A pair of sharp eyes were hidden under the dark hood, and a strong gaze looked straight at Nan Shiyan, with an undisguised sense of exploration and judgment, faintly, with a little smile, but with a piercing coldness.

"This"

There was a pause in the laughter, followed by a few chuckles, the laughter ghostly and eerie.

"This son, really, is beyond my expectations."

Hearing this, Nan Shiyan raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth rose a little, his smile was gentle, with a bit of warmth, and a pair of warm eyes seemed to be scattered with bright stars, shining brightly.

Pursing the corners of his lips, Nan Shiyan raised his eyes slightly, turned his gaze to the black-robed man, and smiled gently, as if it was a casual conversation between friends in the afternoon, which was extremely comfortable.

"That's right, here, thank you for the compliment."

After a pause, Nan Shiyan raised his eyebrows and smiled again, the sun and the moon dimmed.

"It's just a small thing."

Hearing this, the corners of the black-robed man's mouth couldn't help twitching, looking at Nan Shiyan's innocent smile, looking at his gaze with a little more thoughtfulness.

Wen Ran's smile bloomed on the jade-like face, feeling the coercion and undisguised anger exuded by the black-robed man, Nan Shiyan just raised his eyebrows, his eyes moved, as if he remembered something, and the smile on his face deepened a little.

It's just a small formation, do you really think that no one can break it?

I remember that back then, the master directly threw Ling'er directly into a formation that was even more powerful than this for training, didn't Ling'er also break it up?

Although he is not as proficient in the formation as Ling'er, it is more than enough to deal with such a formation.

After all, back then, when he was by Ling'er's side, he also learned some formations, and was tricked by Ling'er many times with various formations, so he naturally had some experience.

Moreover, even if he couldn't break this formation, Ling'er in the Wind Lotus Hall would definitely be able to break it, so he naturally didn't need to worry about it.

Thinking of this, Nan Shiyan actually raised his lips and chuckled lightly, with a deep sense of pleasure.

Seeing this, the black-robed man frowned, his aura around him was a lot heavier, and his palm's spiritual power was condensed, exuding a dark light.

"Young Master Yan!"

Su Yunshu's exclamation came from behind him, Nan Shiyan narrowed his eyes, glanced at the oncoming man casually, his eyes swept over the hunting black robe, and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

The jade fan in his hand stabbed obliquely, and the white figure flashed by, and then disappeared without a trace, and even the fluctuations of spiritual power disappeared completely.

The black-robed man was slightly stunned, his brows furrowed even tighter, and the spiritual power around his body rotated even more violently, with the momentum of sweeping everything.

There was a biting chill behind his ears, and the black-robed man's hand turned backwards, his five fingers became claws, and his spiritual power was surrounded, and he grabbed it heavily.

"Ding."