Taikoo Star Emperor

Chapter 459 Waiting for the Fish to Hook
"clatter!"

"clatter!"

"..."

The young man with black moles approached Luo Chen step by step. His steps were very slow, but each step seemed to contain a special rhythm, which made people feel heavy breathing.

The three warriors from the Wang clan seemed to be unable to stand the atmosphere, and they backed away slightly.

Wu Zheng also frowned, as if feeling a little uncomfortable.

However, he did not retreat, he was still thinking about rushing to rescue Luo Chen at the critical moment.

Looking at the steps of the young man with the mole, Luo Chen couldn't help showing a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

He could feel that the purpose of the mole youth doing this was to gain momentum, but he didn't feel the momentum of the mole youth growing.

Therefore, he already understood what the mole youth was planning.

But seeing the other party acting so hard, he naturally had to cooperate, so his expression was extremely solemn.

"clatter!"

The mole youth took the last step and stopped seven or eight meters in front of Luo Chen.

Looking up at Luo Chen, his footsteps moved, and then rushed out, it seemed that he was about to launch an attack.

However, at the moment of rushing out.

"call out!"

With a wave of his arm, eight round jade stones shot out fiercely, heading straight for Luochen.

Array base!

He used formations.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the eight formation bases had already landed in their respective positions, and the formation took shape instantly.

In fact, he had already made up his mind before the battle started.

If he can beat Luo Chen, then he will fight, if he can't win, he will use formations by surprise.

As for the agreement between the two that they cannot use formations, that can be completely ignored for him.

He doesn't care about reputation or morality, all he wants is to win.

"Hahaha, die!" The black mole youth laughed incomparably complacently, and then rushed towards the formation.

The three warriors from the Wang clan showed extremely proud smiles the moment the formation was formed.

They recognized that this formation is called Wanhua Mizong formation, which is the most proud formation of the black mole youth, who has studied deeply on this formation, and Luo Chen is almost certain to die if he falls into this formation.

But Wu Zheng's face changed instantly, but he was completely helpless in the face of the formation, so he could only act in a hurry.

The moment the formation was formed, Luo Chen felt the scene in front of him change, and he was suddenly placed in an endless sea of ​​flowers.

Around him, front, back, left, right, top, bottom, are all flowers of various colors, the endless sea of ​​flowers filled his entire field of vision, making him dazzled and dizzy.

Immediately afterwards, five words appeared in his mind: Myriad Flowers Lost Trace Array.

Then, there is all the information about this formation, as well as the method of breaking the formation.

However, he was not in a hurry to break the formation, but was waiting, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

And almost at the same time.

"Shh!"

There was a sound of breaking wind, and a long-gun suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the powerful force whizzed out, making his cheeks ache.

If it is an ordinary warrior, it is useless to dodge at this time, because in the formation, no matter how dodge, it is impossible to escape the attack of the formation master.

However, Luochen is different, he knows how to break the formation.

As soon as he moved his footwork, he moved three times in quick succession, and then his figure appeared behind the black mole youth.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the Azure Dragon Sword in his hand stabbed straight out.

"laugh!"

With a soft sound, the Azure Dragon Sword pierced through the back of the mole youth's heart and came out through his chest.

The body of the young man with black mole shook violently, looking at the tip of the sword on his chest, his eyes revealed an expression of disbelief.

He couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure out how Luo Chen could dodge his attack;
He couldn't even figure out why Luo Chen would appear behind him;
He couldn't figure out why Luo Chen's dodge couldn't even be reacted to by a formation mage.

All of this is too incredible.

"Why, why?" The mole youth turned his head to look at Luo Chen with difficulty.

"Because I expected you to use the formation; because I am more familiar with the Myriad Flowers Lost Formation than you." Luo Chen gave the answer, and at the same time he moved his arm and pulled out the Azure Dragon Sword.

"puff!"

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the mole youth's mouth, a trace of bitterness appeared in his eyes, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

Putting his storage ring away casually, Luo Chen's footsteps moved, his body flashed, and he had already walked out of the myriad of flowers.

"Shh!"

The moment he stepped out of the formation, his figure flickered, and he rushed towards the three warriors from the Wang clan.

The three fighters from the Wang clan were imagining the scene of Luo Chen being killed, when they saw a figure rushing towards them, they couldn't help but froze slightly.

However, when they saw the figure's face clearly, their expressions changed at the same time.

They couldn't figure out how it could be Luo Chen who rushed out.

However, there was no time for them to think, and the three of them flipped their hands over, took out their weapons and rushed towards Luochen. At this time, it was faster to escape and die.

However, they forgot that Luo Chen was a formation master.

"call out!"

The moment he got close to the three of them, Luo Chen flipped his palm, and the eight formation foundations flew out, and the confusion god formation instantly took shape, enveloping the three of them.

The white mist that suddenly rose in front of his eyes made the faces of the three warriors from the Wang clan ashamed.

At this moment, they realized how wrong they were.

However, it's too late!
"laugh!"

"Chichi!"

Luo Chen's figure flashed continuously, and when the sword light flashed, the three warriors fell to the ground instantly.

Slightly relieved, withdrew the formation, Luo Chen casually collected the storage rings of the three of them, and then walked towards Wu Zheng.

Seeing Luo Chen approaching, Wu Zheng was stunned for a long time before he could react.

Just when he thought that Luo Chen would be killed, Luo Chen made a strong attack and instantly killed all the warriors from the Wang clan. This situation changed too quickly.

"Let's go!" Luo Chen stopped in front of Wu Zheng, and said something funny.

"Oh, good!" Wu Zheng finally came to his senses, and followed immediately.

However, before the two of them had gone far, their expressions all changed.

They suddenly saw that not far in front of them, there were a large number of warriors rushing towards them.

Behind those warriors, a large group of densely packed natives are frantically chasing and killing them.

Whenever a warrior lags behind, he will be thrown to the ground by the chasing natives, and then a group of natives will swarm up and drain the warrior's blood in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Luo Chen felt his scalp go numb.

It was the first time he had seen the scene of the aborigines sucking blood. At this moment, he understood why Wu Zheng hated those aborigines so much.

"Let's go!" With a violent shout, he pulled Wu Zheng to turn around quickly, and rushed towards the mountain range...

(End of this chapter)