Daoying

Chapter 383
At this time, how could Zhou Jie and others refuse? Seeing that someone could stabilize the situation, they were all overjoyed. They donated a large number of unwanted magic weapons and elixirs one after another, and turned them into streams of light that flew in. Among the cannon fodder.

After the cannon fodder group got something and saw that Xie Huan was confident, they immediately calmed down and raised their fighting spirit. After all, no one wanted to die.

"I have a simple wedge formation with 49 changes that can break this formation. The changes are hard to explain at the moment, so just follow the orders."

Xie Huan raised his sword and said loudly: "Those with higher cultivation level are in front. Zhou Jie, you take the lead. Row in the back according to the level. Each person is thirty feet apart, forming the simplest wedge shape to hit the point of my sword. "

Zhou Jie's expression changed drastically, but everyone's eyes were focused on him.

And he may not be the strongest here in terms of strength, but in terms of realm, he is definitely one of the strongest.

He gritted his teeth and his face was ashen, but he still followed the instructions and stood at the front.

At this time, the arrow is on the string, and there is no other choice but to obey the order. Once you object, you will inevitably be suppressed, which will lead to the collapse of the newly stabilized situation.

So he knew very well that even if Xie Huan wanted to take the opportunity to retaliate, he could only endure it and be cautious in order to survive.

Everyone immediately lined up to form a huge wedge, with all the foundation-building monks standing at the back.

Xie Huan's sword waved lightly, pointing at the weakest point.

The alien monks who maintain this wind and fire area are not only the weakest in average strength, but also have the lowest energy in their magic weapons.

Zhou Jie and others glanced at each other and rushed to that position with a loud shout.

The faces of the aliens outside the formation changed greatly. When they saw the human race forming up, they became alert. When they saw this formation and the place of impact, they immediately had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.

"Stop!"

The commander of the formation was a peak-level pill-forming monk from the Wind Shadow Clan. His face was livid. He came to the area in a flash and threw out a piece of black robe. More than a dozen magic weapons emerged from it and flew into the formation. Inside.

He naturally knows the weak links of this formation, and has long been mentally prepared to be seen through by the opponent.

These magic weapons were immediately integrated into the formation, and the light suddenly shone brightly, and the wind and fire energy in the entire area suddenly surged.

Several magic weapons shook, spitting out streams of spiritual light, which turned into flames and shot out.

The nearby foreign races arrived in this area instantly and were ready.

Xie Huan smiled calmly, turned the direction of his sword, and shouted: "Change!"

The magic formula of change is even more transmitted into the secret.

Zhou Jie and other hundreds of people suddenly stopped. After a brief panic, the formation changed, forming a fork, split into three groups, and rushed to another area.

The Wind Shadow Clan commander's expression changed and he shouted: "Block it!"

He also hurriedly directed the formation changes.

Unexpectedly, the three forces suddenly separated before they arrived, and the two forces changed directions and rushed to other places. Only one actually rushed towards the barrier of the wind and fire shield formation.

"boom!"

A large number of magic weapons and spells were activated, hitting the barrier, causing ripples of flames, and falling into local chaos.

As soon as the alien race next to them came over for reinforcements, this group of humans immediately turned around and left, rushing to other places.

Soon the human races in the formation were dividing and reuniting, splitting for a while, gathering for a while, attacking when they were strong, attacking when they were weak, and running away as soon as they were hit, and the formation began to become chaotic.

The people of the Fengying tribe who presided over the formation were shocked and angry. The weakness of their formation was its cumbersomeness and its advantage was its power. But now Xie Huan was completely targeting their weaknesses, and the advantages were all gone.

He stared at the human being commanding in the formation in shock, and winked at his two subordinates. The figures of the two Wind Shadow tribesmen immediately flickered, dimmed, and slowly integrated into the formation, shuttled over, and then transformed. Disappear in a gust of wind.

The formation commander's expression was extremely ugly. The situation that was originally thought to be a sure victory and a sure kill, was disrupted a few times and was on the verge of collapse.

He knew that the other party was definitely a master of formations, and his attainments were far above his own. It was almost impossible to rely on his own talents to turn the corner and defeat the other party. He could only send people to assassinate him. Fortunately, the person's realm was not high. At first glance, But in the early stage of pill formation.

But soon, the eyelids of the formation commander jumped violently. The two people he sent, one was in the late stage of pill formation and the other was in the middle stage of pill formation. They were both genius monks of the wind element. They were the best in the assassination sect. It was difficult even for me to catch their traces, but the human race suddenly flickered, and there was a dark sword in his left hand, as if he slashed at random.

The area under the sword became gray and full of haze, and then blood shot out from the haze, and the monk who was in the middle stage of pill formation was split in half.

Xie Huan was as if he had swatted a fly to death, completely insignificant, and the dead ghost in his right hand continued to direct the attack direction.

The formation commander's eyes almost bulged out, he couldn't believe it at all.

At this time, Xie Huan waved the haze in his left hand again, and a line of gray haze struck out. A gust of wind blew in front, and a figure suddenly retreated. It was the killer of the Wind Shadow Clan in the late stage of pill formation. His shock at this moment was far greater than The formation command will come even more intensely.

Only when you really get close to Xie Huan and launch an attack can you feel the sense of randomness and oppression brought by the other party. It is as if you are a fly, not in the eyes of the other party at all, being driven away at will, but most of the other party's mind is It's all about commanding and breaking the formation.The killer's self-esteem was severely hit, and his figure turned into the shape of wind in a flash, swirling around Xie Huan, trying to catch his loopholes.

But Xie Huan just stood there and commanded the formation. There were basically loopholes all over his body, and it seemed that there was no need to capture...

A bright light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed forward again, using the magical power of the wind blade. In an instant, with him as the center, thousands of people descended, and the entire space seemed to turn into a mountain of swords.

Xie Huan turned a deaf ear and swung his sword with his left hand again, flashed into the void, and several rays of haze sword energy shot out, going around and around, not even walking in a straight line, walking through the tens of thousands of people, slashing at the killer's vitals.

The killer's eyes popped out again. He actually still had this kind of sword energy?
The hurried figure flashed and retreated into the distance.

"Just use your Moon-turning Treasure Wheel to kill him, why bother playing monkey, buzzing around like flies, annoying."

Chi said.

"You do not understand."

"I'm just asking you if I don't understand."

"If you don't understand, you should shut up."

"...Get the hell out of here, I really wish you were killed by this fly."

"Why didn't I see that you were so dark inside before?"

"Hey, I'm a pirate. What do you think of me? Do you still want me to be civilized, harmonious, and friendly..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking, don't affect my command."

Xie Huan blocked him directly and was too lazy to bother with him.

There is a reason why he doesn't kill this killer. Breaking the formation is going very smoothly at present. It won't take long for the formation to be broken. The other party places its hope on killing him. If he kills this killer, the other party's hope will be shattered. You must think of other ways and tricks. To avoid trouble, just keep this fly and keep the other party full of hope.

Moreover, the opponent is in the late stage of pill formation and is a wind cultivator. Whether the moon-turning treasure wheel can be killed with one move or two is uncertain, but it exposes one of his trump cards.

The formation commander of the Wind Shadow Clan was getting more and more anxious, and the wind and fire shield formation in front of him was getting more and more chaotic. Even the opponent's foundation-building monks could not be killed, and his own side also lost a mid-level pill-forming monk. This made him He was extremely mad, wishing he could just stare Xie Huan to death with his eyes.

Xie Huan seemed to sense his emotions, cast a pair of friendly eyes and smiled in return.

The two of them looked at each other, and the formation commander groaned, and his internal injuries were revealed. He hurriedly sent a message into the secret room, asking the killer to kill quickly.

The killer was also anxious. In a frenzy, he dodged and killed four or five human monks flying around. Then, with a sudden change of heart, he turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards Xie Huan.

He thought that his level was two levels higher than that of his opponent. Even if he couldn't kill the opponent, crushing him with such a level would at least disrupt the opponent's command layout, which was equivalent to having an effect.

Xie Huan instantly felt a strong sense of oppression, knowing that the other party was no longer assassinating, and was directly killing him.

Many human monks also sensed the existence of this killer. They were horrified and wanted to come over to help. They were immediately stopped by Xie Huan's message. They stared at the killer, raised their swords, and waved in the distance.

The killer thought Xie Huan was going to attack him, and was immediately on high alert. Who knew that the sword was pointing somewhere else, actually commanding him? His pride exploded, and he was so angry that he screamed: "Don't underestimate me! Wan Ren Mountain!"

The whole person merged with the wind, and countless mountain-like cutting powers came down.

He held two Emei thorns in his hands, pushed forward, and a pair of wind fangs appeared in the Wanren Mountains, locking Xie Huan and suppressing them.

"It's now."

Xie Huan's eyes flashed and he looked at the surrounding formation, feeling extremely calm and calculating rapidly in his mind.

The eyes of many foreigners were attracted by this killer, including the formation commander. It was the perfect time to break the formation in one fell swoop. He quickly sent a message to everyone to change, turning into two wedges, and rushed to different directions.

Everyone was shocked. They saw Xie Huan being shrouded at the foot of Wanren Mountain, almost at the moment of life and death, but he still had the thoughts to command?
They all had extremely complicated emotions, but after the confrontation just now, their trust in Xie Huan had reached the extreme. Even Zhou Jie and others admired Xie Huan.

"kill!"

Zhou Jie roared and led one of his teams towards the Wind and Fire Shield Formation.

He was extremely complicated in his heart. He hoped that Xie Huan would not die, so that they would have a greater chance of survival. He also hoped that Xie Huan would die. Is there any justice for such a monster to not die?
Xie Huan was directing while the sword in his left hand flickered, and he changed into Mingchen, flying in the air, and a sword light spread out.

"Royal!"

Xie Huan made a secret with his left hand and moved a little towards the name dust. The thick earth element "rumbling" made a rumbling sound. The phantom of the rock wolf burst out. At the same time, there was a piece of earth. The rock wolf stood in the earth and roared. Rushing towards Wanren Mountain.

(End of this chapter)