After laughing namelessly, flames erupted around his body again, and the fast-growing plants that wrapped around his body quickly withered. After all the plants dried up and landed, the nameless hands of the sky were raised slightly, and 72 array flags flew out of the cuffs.

"He wants to set up a formation?" Seeing the small sword flying out of the nameless sleeve of the long sky changing position rapidly with the mantra, Murong Feng hurriedly asked.

"Don't forget, before he became a Sword Immortal, he was a Formation Master. Sun Haoran replied.

"Zuo Junyan, let me be more excited. Nameless said as he rushed into the fog. And the small flying swords beside him also changed and followed him into the thick fog.

"He can actually let the formation move with him!" Chu Xiaoxiao, who saw the scene just now, said in surprise.

Sun Haoran trembled and said: "Legend has it that after the cultivation and spiritual consciousness of the array master reach a certain stage, their formation will also move together according to their own ideas, and when the formation division reaches this stage, their formation will no longer be a simple fortress, but a chariot full of killing machines that will move. Unexpectedly, the nameless sky is not only good at swordsmanship, but also has such a high attainment in the array. ”

Zuo Junyan was hiding in the smoke he released at the moment, looking for an opportunity to strike again. Suddenly, a sense of crisis came from the back of his head, and he hurriedly looked back, only to see a figure in the dense fog rapidly approaching, and the outline of the figure gradually became clear.

The sense of crisis just now made Zuo Junyan quickly retreat in advance, and the nameless sword in the sky slashed into the air again, and the nameless sky smiled strangely at Zuo Junyan, leaving Zuo Junyan in shock, and disappeared into the fog again.

Zuo Junyan's thoughts, which were constantly dodging in the thick fog, were beating rapidly. Although he constantly changes positions in the fog, the Sky Nameless can always find him and attack accurately. Although he got away with it every time. However, the wound on his right arm gradually became more serious due to the constant movement, and the blood began to flow more and more. What's even more chilling is that he faintly feels that the nameless attack in the sky is deliberately failing. He just wanted to eat the wild cat all the time, and kept playing with him, a mouse that had no way out.

Why? Why did he see me in the fog? What kind of technique did he use? Could it be the Heavenly Eye Array? No, even if it was the Heavenly Eye Array, how could he see my position every time? The formation should be fixed in one place!

Zuo Junyan felt that he had no way to retreat, so with a whistle, a white figure ran out of his sleeve. This creature was extremely fast, and with a flash of white light, it left Zuo Junyan. Nameless in the sky was moving rapidly, and suddenly noticed a white creature flashing to his side, holding a flying sword in his mouth, and disappearing into the fog in a flash. At the same time as the white light disappeared, the eye was broken with the array. The small swords that had been floating in mid-air in the sky namelessly fell to the ground as if they had lost their souls.

"Zuo Junyan, thank you, thank you!I haven't been so excited for a long time!" He holds a sword in his left hand and quickly seals it with one hand in his right hand. The small swords that had fallen to the ground flew up again, quickly changing positions around Nameless in the sky.

Just when that white light suddenly appeared in front of Changkong Nameless, those flying swords suddenly changed positions, and several flying swords shot directly at the white light, the white light couldn't dodge, and was stabbed by the flying sword, and a white mouse quickly appeared and fell to the ground. It turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared.

How is this possible? Feeling that the telepathy with the brocade mouse was temporarily cut off, Zuo Junyan was shocked in his heart. Just when he was distracted, suddenly Changkong Nameless appeared from his front, Changkong Nameless jumped up, raised the long sword in his hand and slashed downward, Zuo Junyan hurriedly resisted with the crossbow arrow in his hand.

The flaming sword collided with the two crossbows, causing sparks to fly. Changkong looked at Zuo Junyan namelessly and said, "Isn't it strange why the brocade rat that specializes in breaking the formation was injured by the formation flag? My seventy-two array flags are not just like flying swords on the outside, they are indeed flying swords." ”

Changkong Nameless increased the force of the downward pressure as he spoke, and at the same time, the Flame Sword also began to burn, really burning Zuo Junyan like a raging fire, Zuo Junyan's right arm was painful, and he was pressed to kneel on one knee. Seeing that the long sword was about to slash at him, he had to use all his strength to kick away the long sky and run towards the bushes.

Zuo Junyan, who was hiding in the bushes, finally breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, and at the moment when he was about to use his exercises to heal his wounds, a sense of crisis crossed his mind again. He suddenly found that the life force and spiritual power in his body were slowly draining, and his body began to be uncontrollable and became immobile.

The bushes quickly disappeared, and Zuo Junyan looked around and found a small flying sword floating in the air. It turned out that those bushes were just illusions, and they entered the formation that the nameless sky had laid out in advance. Not far away, Changkong Nameless hands touched the ground, as if they were injecting spiritual power into the formation here.

"After all, I also grew up in southern Xinjiang, so I naturally know that the people of southern Xinjiang dodge the commonly used tree concealment technique. This great array is made up of seventy-two flying sword array flags according to my sword intent, since you have given me so much happiness, I naturally will not cut you with one sword. Your life and spiritual power will be absorbed by the Great Array, and your body will gradually weaken, and finally you will not even have the strength to kill yourself. And your consciousness is always awake. You will be filled with despair in helplessness, and you will end up as a dry corpse. Changkong Nameless said excitedly.

Zuo Junyan soon found that his body began to slowly lose control of himself, and his spiritual power and life were gradually passing away, as Changkong Nameless said. He used all the strength left in his body to shout to Murong Feng and the others: "Hurry up and enter the Medicine King Valley, even he can't break through the prohibition of the Medicine King Valley." It will take some time for him to refine me, and he will not be able to move freely during this time, otherwise I will break free. Take advantage of the last chance to escape!"

"Yes, run away, killing you will dirty my hands. Do you think that if you can use your spiritual power, you will be a true cultivator? Do you think that if you hunt a few spirit beasts, you will experience a battle? Let me tell you, the battle between real cultivators is between life and death. Only cultivators who have experienced those life-and-death battles can be regarded as true cultivators recognized by me. Changkong said namelessly and disdainfully.

"Escape? What are you kidding? Even if you don't kill us, will the rest of the Shadow let us go like you? Even if we escape into the Valley of the Medicine King, will we still have a chance to get out? Rather than keep me trapped in that cage-like valley for the rest of my life, or hide in the shadows like a rat in the sewers, unable to embrace the sun. You might as well let me have a good time. Speaking of this, Murong Feng suddenly raised his hand, pointed his finger at Changkong Nameless and said, "I don't need your approval, but I will let you know that I am a true cultivator!"