"Don't say I'm bullying you, I don't use weapons today, let you have one hand!" As he spoke, Yang Zhan shouted, inserting the golden halberd in his hand deep into the ground, his left hand was behind, and his right hand turned into a fist and rushed straight towards Ouyang Aofeng, his body was like electricity, and there was a roaring sound, and the power of the strong True Yuan was surging, and a punch seemed to be able to pierce the golden stone and crack the nine heavens.

"I don't need you to let it, defend the formation, defend the blessing!" Ouyang Aofeng snorted lightly, and waved his finger in the void with one hand and finger, and soon the word 'defense' condensed from countless white mystical runes was formed, about the size of a person in front of Ouyang Aofeng's body, and this series of actions was completed in just an instant.

"Boom!"

Yang Zhan's right hand punched on the white anti-word formation condensed in front of Ouyang Aofeng, the anti-word formation trembled violently, and it only lasted for a few breaths before it shattered, and the residual power of this punch was unabated, and it hit Ouyang Aofeng's chest hard, causing him to retreat more than ten zhang away on the spot, and he barely stood firm.

Although Ouyang Aofeng's anti-word formation blocked a few points of the strength of Yang Zhan, the remaining strength still made him a little unbearable, his sternum faintly cracked, a faint trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he suffered a lot of injuries, and the qi and blood in his body were tumbling.

"The formation vein master is worthy of being the formation master, he can carve the formation pattern out of thin air, bless the combat power, even if he can't mobilize the heaven and earth spirit veins, his combat power should not be underestimated, it's a pity that your cultivation is too much worse than mine. Yang Zhan was also slightly amazed by Ouyang Aofeng's formation technique, you must know that the punch just now was enough to kill a Lingyuan Realm Nine Heavens monk, but Ouyang Aofeng was only bleeding from the corner of his mouth, which made him feel a little unbalanced psychologically, this Ouyang Aofeng's talent is really extraordinary, with cross-level combat power, but so what?

"The Chuyun Dynasty, a generation of famous generals, is nothing more than that. Ouyang Aofeng's handsome face had a faint smile and a hint of disdain.

"Hmph, whatever you say, you will die at my hands today, I wanted to be captured alive, I think you should be dead. Hearing this, Yang Zhan's eyes suddenly showed a cold color, he snorted coldly, and his heart was cold, as a generation of famous generals, who dared to say such about him?

"Kill me?hahaha! You underestimate our formation master too much, attacking the formation is just a kind of formation method, do you really think that you will win in this way?" Ouyang Aofeng's arrogant and indifferent demeanor remained unchanged, as if everything in the world was under control.

Hearing this, Yang Strategy showed a look of surprise and disbelief on his face, was it still possible for Ouyang Aofeng to get out of trouble in such a situation? With the confinement of the sealing array diagram, the hundred golden armor heavy soldiers of the Nine Heavens of the Spirit Yuan Realm and his own siege and killing, what else could Ouyang Aofeng be able to escape?

Or, he has enough strength.

Either that, or you're pretending to be calm and stalling for time.

No matter how you look at it, Yang Zhan feels that it is impossible, it is obvious that this Ouyang Aofeng is indeed pretending to be calm.

Thinking of this, the corners of Yang Zhan's mouth hooked, and he secretly said in his heart, "I want to see how long you can pretend." ”

Immediately after, Yang Zhan glanced at several gold-armored heavy soldiers around him.

Those few gold-armored heavy soldiers understood and understood that this was to let themselves act as a vanguard, and went to try to kill Ouyang Aofeng, and immediately five gold-armored heavy soldiers rushed towards Ouyang Aofeng with long knives in their hands.

"Kill!"

"Attack the formation, the blessing of combat power!" Ouyang Aofeng snorted lightly again, and quickly carved the formation pattern in the void with the force of the true yuan with his fingers, and soon countless runes condensed into a red 'attack' character formation in front of him, revealing a wisp of killing aura, and suddenly burst towards a golden-armored heavy soldier.

"Boom!"

The heavy soldier suddenly flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground, the ground was smashed out of a big crater, and there were many cracks in the golden armor of the third-grade Xuanbing level on his body, and the soldier did not move after he fell to the ground.

The other four gold-armored heavy soldiers did not flinch because of the fall of one person, a battle-experienced soldier had already regarded death as home, and the military order was like a mountain, even if there was a dead end, they would not take a step back.

The gold-armored heavy troops of the Chuyun Dynasty are not greedy for life and afraid of death, and every soldier is the elite of the elite!

If there was no such sealing array, Ouyang Aofeng would have been able to mobilize the underground dragon veins and kill them with the help of the power of heaven and earth, but unfortunately now he can only rely on his own strength, although he also has the strength to challenge the next level, but in the face of the four Lingyuan Realm Nine Heavens Golden Armor Heavy Soldiers, it still seems a little powerless, besides. The attack' word formation pattern is extremely costly True Yuan, just playing an offensive array blessing Although he killed a golden armor heavy soldier, it also cost him thirty percent of the true yuan in his body, and he couldn't last long at all if he continued like this, not to mention that there were nearly a hundred gold armor heavy soldiers!

No matter how you look at it, it's a dead end!

Immediately after that, Ouyang Aofeng struck out two attack formations one after another, killing two gold-armored heavy soldiers, his face was slightly pale, which was a sign of excessive consumption of true yuan in his body.

Due to his previous injury, coupled with the hard attack formation just now, his body trembled, a mouthful of stuffy blood spurted out, and his white clothes were stained with blood.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhan couldn't help but laugh wildly with the joy in his heart for a while, Ouyang Aofeng was really the end of the strong crossbow, just now he was just pretending to be calm.

"Ouyang Aofeng, you will definitely die this time, no one can save you!" As he spoke, Yang Zhan approached Ouyang Aofeng step by step, Zhenyuan drummed and turned his palm into a hook, ready to end his life.

"Escape formation, speed bless!" Ouyang Aofeng slammed his palm to the ground, and suddenly blue veins spread under his feet, and suddenly the speed suddenly multiplied, turning into a streamer, and quickly rushed towards the inner wall of the black space, but he was shocked back by a huge rebound force, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and the injury aggravated again.

"It's actually a heaven-level sealing array, damn it, miscalculated!" It wasn't until this moment that Ouyang Aofeng's face changed, and he was really dignified, he originally thought that this sealing array would never exceed the earthly level, but he didn't expect it to be the heaven-level sealing formation, he was an earth-level formation master, so he couldn't break through this heaven-level sealing formation.

Yang Zhan laughed even more wildly when he saw this scene, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly reached out his right hand and was about to smash Ouyang Aofeng's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Xuanming footwork, step by step!"

A golden afterimage mixed with a trace of cold current, before Yang Zhan's palm fell, Ouyang Aofeng was swept away in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

This palm battle failed, slapped the ground fiercely, and made a deep palm print!