Qian Er and Ling Yuntian were two, one with purple light around their bodies, the other with dazzling battle armor, and the two of them stood on top of several layers of formation runes.

Qian'er's initial dizziness had subsided, and he thought he was used to the aura of this formation. However, Ling Yuntian did not relax, from the moment Qian Er appeared, his pressure in the formation only increased.

When Qian Er stared at Ling Yuntian, he didn't forget to look around, this glance surprised him! Originally, the dozen or so people he saw outside were controlling the formation, and it was according to a fixed point, but after entering the formation, he found that these dozen or so people were moving rapidly! What was going on? There were two possibilities, what they saw outside the formation was the illusion of stillness that they had deliberately created, and when they entered this formation, there was no need to disguise it! Second, it may be that these dozen or so people were all stationary, but the streamer of the formation made me hallucinate, and I felt that these people were changing their positions rapidly!

Qian'er held the knife, and the crimson ambergris knife didn't seem to stop for a moment. On the contrary, Ling Yuntian seemed to be extremely relaxed, Qian Er guessed, this guy, firstly, he was overconfident, since he entered his formation, then he should have a few percent certainty to take himself, and secondly, it was also the easiest point to see, that is, Ling Yuntian was deliberately delaying time!

Ling Yuntian didn't have any idea whether this formation could kill Qian'er, but the relaxed expression at the moment was indeed to digest the pill he had eaten secretly just now, and to recover his spiritual power as quickly as possible!

Qian Er didn't wait any longer, the crimson ambergris knife was horizontal, and a sword light flew out! This streamer of light that flew out from the blade flew away in a fan-shape, and it came to Ling Yuntian's body in a moment. Ling Yuntian lightly touched the ground, his right hand triggered the knotted grass sword, and the left technique was played, mobilizing a streamer in the formation!

Ling Yuntian mobilized a stream of auspicious clouds, only to see this mass of spiritual power streamer, meet the thousands of sword rays, quickly wrap it, like a spider web wrapped around the prey that threw itself into the net! But this net seems to be a little unstrong, and after being hit by the knife inside a few times, it will crack open, and the knife will rush out!

Although this wrapping method failed, Ling Yuntian still had some gains, he was keenly aware of the speed of this sword, and the power had been weakened by a point! In this way, his own formation could come in handy! Thinking about it, Ling Yuntian continued to mobilize a streamer, as before, wrapped Qian'er's sword, unlike last time, the streamer that wrapped the sword, and began to fly around the huge formation square at a rapid pace.

No matter how Qian'er contacted him, he felt that there were many obstacles between himself and the sword, and his control over it became weaker and weaker, and after a while, it disappeared completely! Qian'er didn't expect that Ling Yuntian, who had always been straight-minded, would become so subtle and conservative at this moment, using the tactics of exhaustion, so that he could not only offset his own moves, but also enter the possible delay time! It was really a good move!

Qianer no longer launched an attack from a distance, but fought in close combat! Sure enough, as soon as Qianer's body moved, it immediately had an effect! Ling Yuntian wandered away, not letting Qianer get close at all! Qianer also confirmed his thoughts, in this way, it was useless to ridicule each other with words! Qianer crossed his chest, took a sharp breath, and between the flow of spiritual power under his feet, his speed increased rapidly.

With a turn of his eyes, Qian'er shouted in his heart: "It's now!" After speaking, he came down the mountain as a fierce tiger and pounced three feet to the right of Ling Yuntian's remnant, as if waiting for Ling Yuntian to appear there! 'Bang!' Qian'er's solid kick was right above the protective state of Ling Yuntian's battle armor! Suddenly, Qian'er felt a sore pain coming from the soles of his feet! Unexpectedly, he didn't expect his successful attack to make himself suffer! Look again, Ling Yuntian has already flown upside down, and the protective state of mind on the armor is shining!

Qian Er rushed again with his sword, not intending to give Ling Yuntian a chance to breathe, and said loudly: "Young Master Ling, your battle armor is good, or you will endure the pain and cut your love!?"

Ling Yuntian stabilized his figure, and with the help of the control of the formation, he barely dodged Qian'er's blow, and turned around and said: "I'm really sorry, Qian'er, you don't know this, this battle armor is not the same as the weapon blade, this familiarity is completed from the casting, it is all completed on the human body, the meaning is very simple, the person is there, the battle armor is there, the person is dead, the battle armor is broken!"

Qian'er let out an 'oh', and waved the knife with his backhand, the spiritual power of 'Huhulala' was like a fire, and the crimson ambergris knife shook the flames, slashing in front of Ling Yuntian's dodging chest!

Ling Yuntian dodged Qian'er's fiery Crimson Ambergris Knife, and brought in a streamer of light, which merged into the Jointed Grass Sword, and suddenly the Sectional Grass Sword was full of brilliance, swinging and whipping towards Qian'er and the Crimson Dragon's Ambergris Knife. Ling Yuntian here was also the same as Qian'er, speaking while making a move: "Qian'er Gongzi, it's really a good vision, I can see that this battle armor is a good thing, but this battle armor is not something that every cultivator can have, or rather, not all cultivators are worthy of it!

Qian Er pretended to sigh and said, "That's right! Not everyone has the innate painful fate of Young Master Ling! However, I Qian Er said that I want to have a battle armor, and that is also ironclad!" As he spoke, Qian Er continued to raise his knife to slash, and at a glance, he found that the Dao Formation Streamer that had been docked had begun to circulate, and it seemed that the power of this formation was increasing little by little!

The streamer that Ling Yuntian mobilized turned into a round shield in front of him, automatically blocking the sword trick from Qian'er, on the other hand, the Jie Jie Grass Sword gradually became more powerful, it seemed that it was also because of the formation, every time I felt that I could rub Qian'er, but it was always at the most critical time, it was blown away by Qian'er's portable airflow! Ling Yuntian took Qian'er's words and said: "In this case, I can help a group of Qian'er sons, if you collect all the materials needed for the battle armor, I can call the best armor forger in the sect and cast it for you for free!" ”

Qian'er slashed at Ling Yuntian's spiritual power round shield, and under the knife marks, a dense talisman instantly bounced out, counteracting the impact from the crimson ambergris knife. Qianer didn't plan to stop easily, he also felt that this formation had begun to run rapidly, I was afraid that the next moment, the big move was about to come up, at this time, clean up these little things first! Qianer smiled and said: "Okay! Then Xie Lu Xie Ling Senior Young Master in advance, but I have also heard that the materials for this battle armor are very difficult to find! Since the Ling Hong faction is so generous, I will definitely borrow some materials for making the battle armor when I have time!"

Of course, Ling Yuntian heard that Qian'er was ruthless, so he took it and said: "If the materials are there, just a bold person, and this extremely bold person doesn't feel like you Qian'er now! If you want to ask for something, I will tell you......"

"I don't want to know what Lu Dao is for!" Qian Er interrupted Ling Yuntian's words, without giving him face at all, the knife trick in his hand had already begun to be played, there was so much nonsense, and he almost figured out the general idea of this formation, Qian Er chuckled in his heart: Not only you Ling Yuntian is delaying time, using this little time, I, Qian Er, have also done what I need to do in this little time!

Ling Yuntian glared at Qian Er angrily, he was choked by him for a few words today, and his heart was already unhappy! Ling Yuntian still continued what he had just said: "I will tell you that you will fall here forever today!" After speaking, Ling Yuntian waved the sword in his hand, and the sword body automatically broke into several sections, which were connected by spiritual power.

The Sectarian Grass Sword suddenly grew to several zhang, but its flexibility did not decrease but increased a lot, Qian Er originally wanted to sincerely play the "Residual Knife Technique" knife style, but was interfered with by Ling Yuntian, and his speed dropped down a lot. One couldn't dodge, and his arm was cut out of a small sword by this knotted grass sword.

Ling Yuntian saw that Qian'er no longer spoke, but condensed his spiritual power in a muffled voice, and also felt that the spiritual power in the entire formation was desperately rising, one was in the heart of the rear formation, and the other was Qian'er in front of him. Ling Yuntian's main focus at the moment was to interfere with him and prevent him from condensing his spiritual power, so that he would not be able to use a powerful knife form, and there would be no danger to himself!

Ling Yuntian's hand grew wildly, and under the continuous injection of spiritual power, he frantically slapped this Qian'er, Qian'er was silent, even if he was scratched several times, Ling Yuntian couldn't help it, and asked: "Qian'er Gongzi, why don't you interfere with your sword trick and make a protest speech for me!"

A normal person would definitely do this, after all, at the beginning, he asked the other party to lay the formation, but now the other party didn't even give him time to play the trick, isn't this a kind kind of donkey's liver and lungs! Ling Yuntian was ready just now to listen to how this Qian'er was angry, how he cursed himself, all kinds of disgusting words, he thought of them! What ungrateful, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge can be regarded as good, and those words that dare not enter the ears also appeared in his mind!

But, as a result, Qian Er didn't say a word, and quietly responded to the strong interference from Ling Yuntian, which really made Ling Yuntian confused, and he couldn't figure out what Qian Er thought for a while!

The Qian'er method was played out like flowing water, and with a faint smile in his mouth, he said to Ling Yuntian: "I know what you think in your heart, but if you stand in my perspective, I am not allowed to fail, you will not waste it, this is the precious time that is useless to curse in the first place!"

Hearing Qian'er say this, Ling Yuntian instantly felt a chill in his heart, it was a kind of consciousness of awe of the enemy! Ling Yuntian roared angrily: "No, no! Qian'er, you must die today! Do it!"

Roaring, the knotted grass sword in Ling Yuntian's hand emitted ten thousand rays of light, shining on the docked streamers respectively, all the streamers woke up at this moment, and the tide surged, like the knotted grass sword converged, swirling like a whirlpool of stars in the sky, one by one shining whirlpools, appearing at the junction of the knotted grass.

Qian Er couldn't help but be attracted by the scene in front of him, and said softly: "Presumably this is the origin of the name of this 'Hongwei Spiral Heaven Formation'!"