At the same time, more than a dozen formations were urged, thunder, lightning, flames, and ice...... poured out from all directions, and killed Li Zuo. Rao is the descendant of the Qinglian Sword Song, and he was also caught off guard at this moment, so he could only give up the pursuit and send out sword qi to meet the attack.

Chen Weiming didn't think about it, the rune in his hand condensed, and a spirit struck him with a finger.

According to the previous plan of the Immortal Knife, he should have arranged the formation outside the south gate, just waiting for Li Zuo to kill. But before taking action, Chen Weiming felt that the power of his formation was limited, and if he set up the formation normally, he was afraid that it would not pose much threat to the heirs of Qinglian Sword Song.

The attack of each formation is only equal to the full force of the Nine Heavens of the Qi Training Period, even if each formation can continue to send out dozens of attacks, but it cannot be stacked, and the power is really limited.

Remembering the scene when he practiced the formation in the stronghold, he changed the place where the formation was set up in the Xuanwu Gate. The south gate of this Daming Palace is more than ten meters long and more than five meters high. Even if the formations can't be stacked, you can use the terrain to arrange more formations in a limited space.

This inspiration not only made Li Zuo scheming at the moment, but also made the battlefield move so that he would not be exposed to the blue light outside.

Li Zuo was caught off guard and in a hurry, and the mental attack was relatively imperceptible, so he was hit by Lingyi's finger.

One stumbled, his head hurt, and he was caught off guard, and he was buried by a bunch of formation attacks.

"Ahh

Li Zuo roared angrily, the sword shadow was heavy, and the Qingfeng Sword danced with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, sweeping away many attacks, but the second wave of attacks came at the same time.

More than a dozen formations operate at the same time, and although there is no devastating destructive power, it is not something that can be completely ignored. Li Zuo could only be energetic and deal with it with all his might.

At the same moment, Chen Weiming was holding a wind saw knife in his hand again, and his feet rushed over with a galloping wind. His realm is not as good as the other party, and he does not have Qinglian Sword Ge's other devastating attacks in this realm, so he can only use the calculation at this moment to fight with all his might.

Wind Saw, Thunderbolt, and with the help of the Eye of Delusion, every attack is aimed at the opponent's fate. cooperated with the formation a lot, but it also made Li Zuo scramble.

However, this small advantage cannot be turned into momentum at all, and it is not even enough to control the situation. The swift and agile sword qi also posed a huge threat to Chen Weiming, and once he was hit, the consequences were unpredictable.

"A small calculation can't change the result!"

Li Zuo roared angrily, and the sound of the sword roared, it was like a fierce beast, fighting to attack a few formations, and a sword qi hit the wind saw knife fiercely.

At the moment of shattering, he heard Li Zuo roar again, and the sword qi rushed, although it was not very strong, but it also made Chen Weiming's chest hurt, and he was stabbed with a blood mark.

I saw Li Zuo's long sword in his hand swing, leading to a golden light, and in a flash, he surrounded him, as if he was wearing a golden armor, which was strange and weird.

"It's reached this level, and this prince doesn't bother to hide it!

In the midst of the loud shouts, Li Zuo actually ignored the surrounding formation bombardment, and rushed towards Chen Weiming like a meteor. Fire, Lightning, Storm...... Bursts of bombardment in those golden lights, bursting out ripples, but they couldn't break through the golden light.

"Barbarian!"

Chen Weiming snorted lightly, and greeted him with a windsaw knife in his hand.

The formation attack can't completely break through the golden light, it seems to be powerful, but it can be seen in the eyes of breaking the delusion and preserving the truth, Li Zuo under this way of fighting is extremely depleted, this prince of Tang is really irritable, and after suffering a small loss, he actually wants to use this way to end the battle as soon as possible.

Hard fighting is not advantageous, but Chen Weiming has no choice. The energy of the formation can't last long, and if you can't rely on the formation to consume the opponent at this moment, there will be no hope.

Fighting hard again and again, the sword qi and the wind knife condensed and shattered. Chen Weiming is as agile as a gopher scurrying around, knocking on the side, while Li Zuo is like a stone Buddha descending into the world, immobile like a mountain.

"Will you just run away?"

Li Zuo shouted violently, and the sword qi rolled, and it actually split cracks on the stone wall of Xuanwu Gate. Even though the south gate of this Daming Palace has been specially treated, it is still difficult to hold on to the formation attack and the catharsis of the energy of the two people.

Seeing this, Li Zuo was overjoyed, and several sword qi burst out, avoiding Chen Weiming, and at the same time, he attacked the stone wall of Xuanwu Gate again and again.

"Boom~Boom~Boom!"

With a loud bang, large stones fell from the top, stones flew around, and the south gate was about to break.

Several thoughts flashed in Chen Weiming's heart, and he suddenly rushed out like a tiger with a wind saw knife in his hand.

"Finally stopped hiding?"

Li Zuo shouted violently, and a sword slashed, and the moment he was about to slash, he saw Chen Weiming's feet suddenly flashing in the wind. The wind saw blade struck the sword body sideways, and he was like a lightning bolt bypassing Li Zuo and rushing towards the Xuanwu Gate.

The formation energy can still last up to three rounds of attacks, and it will not have a substantial effect. And once the Xuanwu Gate is destroyed, the Immortal Sword that falls on it and is recovering will definitely die. After all the calculations, it's best to give up here.

"Where to run!"

Li Zuo shouted again, stepped on Xuanguang, and rushed out with golden light. At this time, although he had the advantage, he was attacked many times by the formation energy, and his white clothes were broken, revealing several skins, or broken skin, or blackened by energy, and he had long since lost his previous demeanor, which was quite embarrassing.

With a swing of the sword, the green light appeared, Chen Weiming had a warning omen in his heart, and when he looked back, he saw that the true qi and spiritual power in Li Zuo's body were urging at the same time.

Qinglian Sword Song ...... There is no doubt that the opponent's mental power has recovered enough to make a killing move.

The sword light flew and turned into a green lotus and emerged, shaking the Quartet. The front and back, left and right, are covered, like mountains crashing into them, and there is nowhere to escape. Even the Mortal Sword almost died under this sword, and it was impossible to fight hard.

"Ahh

Under the terrible pressure, Chen Weiming shouted violently, condensed the wings of the wind, and urged his strength to the extreme, flickering, like a lightning bolt being bent in the direction and rising into the sky.

In the swaying green lotus, the sword qi had already been killed, fast and fast, like a white horse passing through a gap, directly killing Chen Weiming's back.

At the slightest difference, Chen Weiming could even feel the chill of sword qi coming from the soles of his feet, relying on the sudden acceleration of the Wind Wings and the unexpected direction of escape, Qinglian Sword Song flew over against the soles of his feet, and narrowly flashed this terrifying sword.

However, the danger was not over, Chen Weiming flew into the sky, turned around, and saw that Li Zuo's second sword had been prepared.

The vitality of heaven and earth rushed in, all of them merged into his body, and the spiritual power was condensed, and under the guidance, the sword intent soared to the sky, like a landslide and tsunami.