The middle-aged man who cultivated the formation saw that Yu Zhan Song was ready to go, and he was very happy in his heart, there was someone who wanted to help him, it seemed that the temptation of this heavenly clothes and dust wind was not small for everyone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But when he saw Yu Zhan Ge blasting towards him, and after hearing the words from Yu Zhan Ge's mouth, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he never thought that what he had done had exposed himself to the sun and become the target of everyone.

"Just you, you also want to kill me, and you don't weigh your own strength, I really think that if you are a young master, you can fight beyond the two ranks", the middle-aged man who cultivated the formation looked at Yu Zhan Ge with a pair of flashing golden iron fists, smashing towards him, and smiled stupidly.

With a flick of his body, he borrowed a force on the thigh of the weak scholar, and pulled an afterimage in the air, instantly avoiding Yu Zhange's attack, and Yu Zhange's hammer-like fists suddenly swooped in the hall.

"Hmph! I really didn't expect it, in order to deal with me, you hid your strength, and you were willing to accept this reckless man's multiple attacks, it was really a deep plan", the middle-aged man who cultivated the formation sighed, but there was a strong contempt for Yu Zhan Ge in his tone, "But what about that? Even if your strength is improving by one level, you can't kill me! Without the bow and arrow feathers, you are a waste."

A trace of anger immediately flashed on Yu Zhange's face, and his body suddenly swept towards the middle-aged attack of the cultivation formation......

Seeing that the battle had become chaotic again, Bai Xiaopan couldn't help but feel itchy again, and sang a 'graceful and tactful' ballad in a gag, and the voice of the soul slammed the chest of the middle-aged cultivator.

But Yan Nangu did not participate in the battle, but kept walking around the periphery, his brows furrowed tightly, and he was surprised to find that "in addition to the Yan Ling knife, he only has a wonderful body, with a knife, he seems to be able to control everything, and now, without the Yan Ling knife, it has become a burden to do everything!"

Jun Qinghan looked at the middle-aged cultivator in the main hall, constantly wandering, mainly to avoid the attacks of weak scholars, and from time to time to attack Yu Zhange, but his spirit seemed to be in a trance, Jun Qinghan glanced at Bai Xiaopang, who was sprayed with chicken blood, and was singing a sacred and solemn hymn with great interest......

His eyes closed slightly, and in the main hall, the formation laid by Jun Qinghan suddenly became disordered, and the murderous aura was like a wave, surging up again, and in the killing array, one after another scarlet blood blades slashed towards the middle-aged people who cultivated the formation.

"Hmph! Although this formation is against the sky, but your strength is an ant-like existence, although I can't set up a formation in this formation, but I can break it by brute force", the middle-aged man who cultivated the formation sneered disdainfully, Jun Qinghan's cultivation strength is low after all, and his soul can only control nine pieces of jade now, which can only control one formation at will.

The other two formations are like dead formations that stay in place, far from the effect and power of the real three formations.

While the middle-aged man who cultivated the formation took advantage of the attack to miss, the elegant temperament of the whole body suddenly became calm and bloody.

His hands swept across his chest, constantly flashing the dark storm, gradually condensing in his hands, and the hands of the middle-aged people who cultivated the formation suddenly turned into pitch black, like a huge hammer, which looked more magnificent and domineering than Yu Zhange's iron fist.

One punch, bang hammer down!

"Boom ......"

The strength of the peak of the Blue Banner suddenly shattered the three formations laid by Jun Qinghan, and the blood in the main hall quietly dispersed, and the middle-aged man who cultivated the formation only felt that his irritable psychology calmed down a lot.

At the moment when the big array shattered, Jun Qinghan's eyes were bloody, and he glanced at the eyes of the middle-aged man who cultivated the formation, and the middle-aged man who cultivated the formation felt a stinging in his eyes, and his back couldn't stop being cold, and suddenly, dense snowflakes floated in the hall......

"Ao ......"

Jun Qinghan let out a majestic and mighty dragon roar, and the momentum swallowed the mountains and rivers, and the entire hall made a buzzing sound.

- Five Yin Zhu Immortals!

The middle-aged man who cultivated the formation suddenly felt a buzzing in his mind, originally a white chubby sound attack, which made his soul become a little sluggish, but now there is one, and it is a mighty and righteous dragon yin!

Bai Xiaopang's sound attack can be said to be a combination of hundreds of schools, so that the middle-aged people in the cultivation formation are tortured in the chaotic sound waves, like the soul is trapped in a cage, and Jun Qinghan's sound attack, this is a dignified dragon chant, majestic and arrogant, emitting an eternal desolation, just like a sharp soul-conjuring spear, stabbing at the soul of the middle-aged people in the cultivation formation.

Before Bai Xiaopang didn't comprehend the Baijiayin attack, Jun Qinghan's dragon chant undoubtedly made the middle-aged cultivators frightened!

After struggling for only a few breaths, the middle-aged soul of the cultivation formation suddenly woke up, his head waved slightly, his eyes flashed with sparks, and he suddenly galloped towards Jun Qinghan......

Jun Qing snorted coldly, his heart moved, and the tears of the snow drifting mountains and rivers in the main hall suddenly exploded inch by inch, blocking the progress of the middle-aged cultivator.

The middle-aged man in the cultivation formation snorted coldly, surrounded by the black wind, forming a set of hideous armor to resist the attack of the snow drifting mountains and rivers and tears, and suddenly, the middle-aged man in the cultivation formation frowned, and looked at Jun Qinghan gloomily, "I didn't expect that this snow drifting mountains and rivers tears are also in the hands of your kid, and they are really buried."

Saying that, the middle-aged man who cultivated the formation, his hands were as sharp as the hook of a goshawk, and he grabbed Jun Qinghan's neck fiercely, and when the tiger's mouth was approaching, Jun Qinghan's long-closed eyes suddenly opened, looking at the middle-aged man who was cultivating the formation, and a trace of coldness flashed.

The hands flipped in an instant, and all the murderous aura around them dissipated, replaced by two completely different aura......

In the palm of his hand, two tokens condensed by Dao Qi suddenly appeared, an imperial order, the whole body was golden, and the emperor's qi was haoran, which made Jun Qinghan suddenly feel blessed in his body.

A Hades order, flashing with a pitch-black and gloomy light, is really like the breath of Hades in the Netherworld, which makes the middle-aged people who cultivate the formation unconsciously feel the horror of their souls, the first order of Hades, even if it is the emperor, what about it?

The two tokens, both good and evil, kept flipping in Jun Qinghan's wrist, there was a trace of fusion, and more was repulsion, Jun Qinghan smiled suddenly, and slowly pushed the token towards the middle-aged cultivator.

The middle-aged man who cultivated the formation immediately let out a shock, "How is it possible? This is definitely not the Yellow Flag's exercise?" He suddenly felt a trace of danger between the two flipped tokens, and the hands that were close to Jun Qinghan's throat suddenly retreated, and his body spun, away from Jun Qinghan.

However, the two tokens that flashed with the aura of destruction were like sharp arrows shot at the middle-aged man who cultivated the formation, and the two people were so close apart, how to retreat in a hurry?

I only heard Jun Qinghan grin at the corner of his mouth, and his thin lips spit lightly:

- Explosion!

The middle-aged man who cultivated the formation looked at the two tokens on his chest and was suddenly a little shocked, and between the two tokens, there was a trace of destruction exuding an aura of destruction, which suddenly enveloped the entire hall.

The pupils of the middle-aged man who cultivated the formation shrank sharply, and his whole body retreated rapidly, and the wind walls were erected one after another, protecting the body of the middle-aged man who was cultivating the formation.

It seems to be too late, though!

The two tokens, with completely different breaths and attributes, were repelled in the air, and the aura of destruction emitted became stronger and stronger, and the hall was suddenly divided into two halves, half of which was shining with golden light, and half of which was as black as ink, and the forest was cold and gloomy.

"Boom!!"

The two tokens exploded violently, creating a powerful storm in the main hall, destroying the withering and decaying, and pressing towards the middle-aged cultivators......

The middle-aged man who cultivated the formation looked defeated, watching the storm destroy his own defense was like child's play, his back couldn't help but feel a little cold, and his body retreated rapidly, while frantically laying down defenses, killing formations, and confronting it.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood finally counterattacked from the mouth of the middle-aged cultivator!

The middle-aged man who cultivated the formation looked at Jun Qinghan with resentment, and his eyes were mixed with disbelief, "I have six sections of the blue flag, and this stinky boy does not have more than one section of the yellow flag, and he is actually injured! There is a difference of two orders, and he is actually injured", a trace of ruthlessness immediately swept in his eyes, "For thousands of years on the mainland, there is only one person who dares to fight beyond the two orders - the first emperor of the ages, and he will be punished by the sky!"

He must not let the person in front of him grow up again, otherwise, there will be another riot on this continent, and he will undoubtedly die without a place to be buried.

Jun Qinghan, you will kill it!

When Jun Qinghan used the Tibetan Heavenly Order, the Dao Qi in his body was drained, and his face became a little pale.

The middle-aged man who cultivated the formation spit out a mouthful of essence blood ruthlessly, and his momentum rose slightly, and he fought towards Jun Qinghan.

"Bang...... Bang......"

The middle-aged man who cultivated the formation only took three steps, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that the momentum he had just condensed had become nothing, and his left shoulder was blurred with flesh and blood, turning into fragments, looking at the weak scholar beside him, he immediately let out a terrible scream.

Jun Qinghan's strength actually made him forget the enemy of Wen Qiao Scholar, from beginning to end, only Wen Qiao Shu had the real ability to kill him, but he was confused by Jun Qing Han's strong exercises.

Now, he was actually attacked by this reckless man, and immediately let out a wild roar, surrounded by a dark and cold wind blade, and flew towards the people in the main hall.

Jun Qinghan looked at the sudden changes in the field, and suddenly cheered up, and the giant sword given to him by the middle-aged man behind him was shocked, and he shot towards the air, but there seemed to be no target.

Yan Nangui's face was slightly condensed, his toes fell, his body pulled out an afterimage in the air, and he took the sword with one hand, his eyes were murderous:

Wild goose - south - return!

In the main hall, colorful streamers suddenly flashed, illuminating the entire hall, and everyone's eyes flickered and closed slightly!

The main hall became quiet, and when everyone opened their eyes, they only saw a sword inserted in the middle-aged dantian...... (To be continued.) )