Chapter 159: Helpless
"Brother He, as the host, we also want to see the demeanor of the White Deer disciples. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
The corners of Jiang Chunshui's mouth pulled up a trace of arc, with a sense of conspiracy, and his eyes narrowed slightly, slightly narrow, and there was a cold glow from time to time.
He Kedi didn't reply, but just flicked his sleeves coldly, couldn't bear it, and glanced at Wen Wanshu and the others, which meant self-evident.
The deer, in the White Deer Academy, is an auspicious symbol and a noble existence.
He Kedi's purpose was obviously to let the disciples of Bailu Academy make the first move, break this formation, and win the lottery, so that the Pan family and Jinguangdong behind had no chance to make a move.
Otherwise, it was really broken by the other two, and it really staged a battle between the heroes, and this face would be a big loss.
Pan Rebellion's face was expressionless, and he smiled faintly in his heart, there was already a lot of competition between the three families and seven sects, and at this moment, seeing the Qianyuan Sect making a move, he secretly gave a thumbs up.
Fu Shenhe frowned slightly, Jinguangdong has always been good friends with Bailu Academy, although he felt that He Kedi was a little arrogant, but Qianyuan Sect's move was obviously excessive.
Everyone in the White Deer Academy clenched their fists, looked at Wen Wanshu and the five people, and prayed in their hearts that they would successfully break the formation and rescue the elk, so that the conspiracy of the Qianyuan Sect was stillborn.
Wen Wanshu stepped forward with lotus steps, her eyes bloomed with brilliance, looking at the beautiful lotus array in front of her, and she felt a trace of pity for the dazed elk in it.
The twelve lotus petals and lotus canopy of the lotus platform are all engraved with some weird runes, which are said to be weird, but they are slightly different from the formation path of the Northern Underworld, which is plausible.
Wen Wanshu's expression remained unchanged, still gentle as water, but there was confusion in her eyes, and she walked around the lotus platform, as if she was looking for a breakthrough.
The good-looking willow eyebrows frowned slightly, Wen Wanshu was a little helpless, and then the willow eyebrows stretched out again, sighed slightly, and walked to the side with lotus steps, without making a move, he had already admitted defeat.
Since it is a grand event of the formation path, it is natural that it cannot be broken by brute force, no matter what method is used, it cannot be separated from the scope of the formation path, and this assessment is very difficult.
The disciples of the White Deer Academy looked at Wen Wanshu and walked around, and then stepped aside, their faces couldn't help showing disappointment, and then hope rekindled in their eyes, and there were four people.
Han Xuantong stepped forward, observed for a while, his face was a little surprised, looked at the rain of lotus petals that were constantly flying in front of him, gritted his teeth, and his five fingers were slightly curved, like goshawk claws, grabbing the runes on the lotus petals.
"Wonderful!"
Everyone was amazed in their hearts, the array platform relied on the engraved runes to exert its power, why bother to break through, as long as the runes were destroyed, the array would not be destroyed.
Han Xuantong's claws flashed cold, and he headed towards the rune inscription, as long as he drew a snake and disrupted it, the formation would naturally be cracked, and it would not hurt the elk.
It's just that Han Xuantong's claws, touching the lotus petal rain on the array, felt a rebounding force, bounced it away, like a ball of cotton, with nowhere to focus.
Sighing slightly, Han Xuantong stepped aside with a disappointed expression.
With a resolute look on his face, Gou Geng walked to the lotus platform and observed the trajectory of the lotus petal rain, as if he wanted to find the clue and take advantage of the void.
Constantly acting around the lotus platform, his hands bloomed with rays of light, and the rain of lotus petals complemented each other, but it was always difficult to break through its defense.
Gritting his teeth, Gou Geng was a little unbelieving, jumped up, his body was temporarily in the air, and he tried his best to crack it from the lotus platform.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but light up, I didn't expect Gou Geng to seem like a tendon, but he was also so smart, since the lotus platform was surrounded by flowers and rain, why not crack it from the sky above the lotus platform, it's really wonderful.
It's just that the reality is cruel, and the lotus pod emits points of light, like constantly twinkling stars, flying on the lotus platform, just like dandelions.
He is horizontal by him, the breeze blows the hills, he is strong by him, the bright moon shines on the river, like a dandelion-like point of light, and it is nowhere to focus and difficult to crack.
Gou Geng's face turned red, gritted his teeth fiercely, and retreated to the side.
Many disciples of Bailu Academy couldn't help but sweat in their palms, and the people of the Qianyuan Sect were old gods, with a playful look on their faces, as if they were watching a play on the high platform.
Jinguangdong and the Pan family are staring intently at the lotus platform, if the White Deer Academy is completely destroyed, it will be their turn to play.
When encountering a simple formation, it is the first strike, and when encountering a difficult formation, it is the last to strike strongly, for such a grand event, it is not easy, although the latter shot lost the opportunity, but the time is more than twice as much as others.
Wen Haoran stepped forward, with an elegant face, fluttering clothes, gentle and elegant, took out a wolf hair, and gently pointed towards the lotus petal rain.
Every time I put down the pen, it seems to fall in the gap of the flower rain, breaking through, and several times the tip of the pen has penetrated the flower rain and straight into the lotus platform.
The disciples of the White Deer Academy burst into bursts of cheers to cheer Wen Haoran, only the mysterious young man on the high platform slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, and then shook his head slightly.
The tip of the pen and the petals are all along the trajectory of the array, constantly touching, like an iron rod, wanting to insert into the high-speed rotating wheel, jamming and disrupting it, cracking the array, but unfortunately, Wen Haoran is difficult to get his way.
With a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, Wen Haoran, who had an elegant face, also slowly stepped aside.
A look of frustration appeared on the faces of the disciples of the White Deer Academy, and everyone could see that everyone had spare strength, and they did not dare to shoot with all their might, for fear of hurting the elk in the lotus platform.
For the Qianyuan Sect, I couldn't help but grit my teeth even more, it was too despicable.
Now, Ling Feng was the only one left, carrying the hope of the White Deer Academy, only to see him touch his bald head, the horizontal flesh on his face shook and trembled, and his eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness.
A pocket knife appeared in his right hand, and a disc-sized stone appeared in his left hand, and the formation was engraved on the spot.
I saw the dragon snake walking with the pen in his right hand, and the knife as thin as a cicada's wings flashed with golden light, and the speed was fast, only a remnant was left, and the stone powder fell and fell to the ground.
Everyone couldn't help but breathe rapidly, and they couldn't help but look forward to it, after a stick of incense, Ling Feng's right hand paused, and the stones bloomed with a shocking glow, with a fierce aura, it turned out to be an offensive formation.
Playing against the formation, this is Ling Feng's decision, even if he can't completely break the formation, as long as he can hurt the elk, it can be considered a success, at such a critical moment, he can't take too much into account.
"You forced me!"
With a cruel smile on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, with a Hulun in his left hand, the entire array erupted with a fierce attacking aura, and the glow spewed out, smashing towards the lotus platform. (To be continued.) )