"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, it turns out to be a Silver Plate Soul Mage. ”

Looking at the magic plate rising behind Leng Han, the white-haired old man was startled at first, and then sneered: "But you only have one round, I don't believe you can compare to me three rounds." ”

As the words fell, the white-haired old man's fingers also moved rapidly, and as his fingers moved, three black magic wheels slowly rose from behind him.

"A Thousand Swords Killing Array, Show. ”

When the magic plate rose to the top of his head, a low cry came from the mouth of the white-haired old man, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth were filled with the meaning of Xiao Killing.

"Buzz ......"

With a soft sound, almost at the same time, the formations of the two people shrouded each other at the same time.

Compared with the soul array, the mage is not only stronger than the soul power, but also the power of the formation and the proficiency of the control technique.

When both sides enter each other's formation, whoever breaks the formation first will have the first opportunity.

"It's actually an intermediate-level soul array, and it's also a killing array. ”

When he entered the opponent's formation, Leng Han suddenly looked around, and his face became a little solemn.

I saw that at this moment, he was in a desolate place, and on this desolate ground, there were countless ancient long swords that exuded killing intent, and under the illumination of the sunset in the distance, it looked extremely demonic.

"Poof. ”

At this moment, among the countless ancient long swords, there was suddenly an ancient long sword, stabbing towards the cold and cold.

"Okay, you old guy, you still have the energy to manipulate the formation to kill me. ”

Seeing this scene, Leng Han immediately frowned.

According to his guess, the other party should also be trapped by his own formation, how can there be extra time to manipulate the formation.

"Since you want to play, then I'll accompany you. ”

Although the opponent's formation was an intermediate soul formation, Leng Han was not afraid, his eyes looked at the ancient long sword flying in, and suddenly a black line shot out from his eyes, and in just an instant, this ancient long sword was destroyed.

Seeing that the long sword was destroyed, Leng Han suddenly closed his eyes, the fingers of his hands quickly moved, and then pointed towards the void.

The mage knew everything in his formation, so when he closed his eyes, Leng Han saw that the white-haired old man was in his phantom array.

"No wonder there is time to manipulate the formation, it turns out that it ran into the phantom array, allowing you to play in the killing array. ”

The cold hybrid array was a combination of multiple formations, not a single one, so when he saw this scene, he first smiled coldly, and then as soon as his fingers moved, he saw that the space around the white-haired old man began to change.

I saw that the originally white space suddenly turned into a hell, and the whole world seemed to be burning with flames.

"Damn, it's a coalition. ”

Seeing the sudden change in the scene in front of him, the white-haired old man was shocked, he originally thought that the other party had arranged only a phantom array, but it was not until this moment that he realized that the formation arranged by the other party was actually a rare combination.

"Burn me. ”

The scene that the old man was in could be seen completely by the cold, and at that moment his fingers were pointing towards the void, and suddenly the flames in the sky shrouded the old man.

"It's really whimsical that you want to burn me with me. ”

However, seeing this, the white-haired old man sneered, only to see his gaze condensed, and suddenly a layer of light shrouded him in an instant, no matter how the flame burned, it was difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

"Soul Technique. ”

Seeing this, Leng Han instantly saw that the other party had performed a soul skill.

"If you dare to burn me with fire, I won't make you feel good. ”

Seeing that the flames could not burn him, the white-haired old man showed a hideous smile, and then his fingers moved rapidly, and he pointed towards the air at the moment.

"Woo Woo ......"

As his finger pointed, Leng Han found that the countless long swords that were originally inserted in the earth suddenly stabbed at him with at least hundreds.

Everything came too fast, Leng Han didn't think about it, and tried his best to kill the soul technique, and used it to the extreme.

Now Leng Han has practiced Soul Snatching Killing to Hundred Soul Killing, that is to say, he can divide his soul power into a hundred parts.

"Woo Woo ......"

Hundreds of soul power burst out at the same time, although it was as thin as a needle and thread, it instantly burst the air thorns, and when they collided with the hundreds of long swords, the two disappeared almost at the same time.

"Damn stinky boy, you actually learned such a powerful soul skill. ”

Sensing that his attack was broken, the white-haired old man scolded angrily, but before his voice fell, he saw countless silver sharp cones suddenly grow on the ground.

As soon as the silver cones appeared, they immediately froze the ground and spread towards the old man.

"Old fellow, let you taste the two heavens of ice and fire. ”

Looking at the situation of the white-haired old man, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Leng Han's mouth.

"Brother Mo, I don't know too much about Elder Leng's details, do you think he will win?"

Seeing the two of them standing motionless on the ground, the old man surnamed Wang began to be a little worried, originally he saw Leng Han taking the initiative to provoke the white-haired old man, and he must have been sure of victory, but as time went by, he began to worry.

"Although Leng Han Xiaoyou is only a first-grade soul mage, but from him, I feel that the soul power is not weaker than that of a third-grade soul mage, and with my understanding of him, he will definitely win. ”

Mo Jiu's face was always calm, and when he heard the words of the old man surnamed Wang, he first glanced at Leng Han, and then replied.

"A kid who hasn't even grown hair, you are so confident in him, hmph, I really don't know what the eyes of the people in your Mage Guild are. ”

However, before his words fell, among the two scattered old cultivators, the thin old man sneered.

"Why, do you two think that old man can win?" Glancing at the two, Mo Jiu said dissatisfied.

The thin old man said: "If even this kid can't win, then he will live so old in vain." ”

"Hehe, the two of you are really not afraid of saying big words to flash your tongue, if he really loses, not only will he live in vain, but even you will live in vain. The old man surnamed Wang sneered.

"It's too early to say this, and it will soon be clear who lives in vain and who is blind. The thin old man said indifferently.

"Buzz ......"

However, before his words fell, the surrounding space suddenly began to distort, and at the same time, the faces of the two of them began to turn pale.

"Poof. ”

The white-haired old man couldn't bear it at first, and when he opened his mouth, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person suddenly became sluggish, and he knelt on one knee.

"How is that possible?"

"Actually...... Lost. ”

Looking at this scene, the two scattered old men showed a look of shock, they never thought that the mage cultivator was a white-haired old man who was similar to them, and he actually vomited blood directly to the other party, and looking at his appearance, he was not lightly injured.

"Now you know whose formation manipulation means are better, right?"

As the white-haired old man vomited blood, his cold and closed eyes also slowly opened, and he looked at the white-haired old man and sneered.

(To be continued.) )