My brother is obviously strong but he likes to develop

Chapter 72

He rushed out of the earthen house suddenly, but the surroundings were still in the familiar layout, there was no difference.

The only difference was that the surrounding area was quiet, and there was no one around. None of the apprentices who practiced swords and kung fu on weekdays had disappeared.

Even Xiao Fengqing, the always mischievous lover, doesn't even have a hair on his face at this moment.

"Apprentices, hurry up and meet Master!"

Real Zhenyang roared wildly, and the rolling sound waves surged out of his mouth, but after a long time, there was still no response.

"Hmph, it turned out to be a lost formation, and it's just a small skill. Let's see how I broke your formation, Grandpa!"

Master Zhenyang, who has experienced many battles, knew that someone had set up a formation against him, so he immediately took out a four-meter-long sword and slashed wildly at the surroundings.

The blade glow tens of meters long surged, and in an instant, earth and rocks flew, and in the blink of an eye, Zhenyang Peak was destroyed beyond recognition by him.

The world changed, disintegrated inch by inch, Zhenyang Daoist laughed, but the next moment, the smile on his face gradually froze, and those destroyed lands quickly recovered.

Not only that.

A plaque appeared in front of him, which clearly read:

[Junior Brother Zhenyang, just now was just an appetizer, it was nothing more than an illusion, everything you face now corresponds to the real world one by one, if you continue to slash wildly, Zhenyang Peak will be destroyed by your own hands...you can figure it out ! 】

"Fuck you! What formation is this?"

He was dazed, and shouted: "Spirits, monsters, what kind of a hero are you to play with these heretics? If you have the ability, come out and fight grandpa, let's see if I don't chop you into eight pieces!"

As soon as he said this.

next moment.

Another plaque broke out of the ground in front of him inexplicably.

【Are you a dummy? 】

Five words, the chest of the Zhenyang real person rose and fell violently, like a blower.

Deceiving too much.

Too much deception!
"Brother in the same sect, why are you making things difficult for Zhenyang? Zhenyang is just considering the sect and has a different stand. It's too much to play tricks on junior like this, it's too much!"

Real Zhenyang shouted.

So... a plaque appeared in front of him again:
【Junior Brother boasts of being extremely powerful in combat. It is difficult to find an opponent among his peers. He can break through all heresies. Now is your time to perform. Come on, you will definitely be able to do it! 】

Look at the plaque that appears in front of you.

Master Zhenyang's beard trembled wildly, and the four-meter-long sword hummed and trembled, neither chopping nor not chopping.

He hesitated for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you don't need a knife in your hand, but with my hundreds of years of Taoism and practice, I don't believe I can't get out of this rubbish maze!"

In the end, Master Zhenyang put away his long saber, with a confident light on his face, and stepped forward, his consciousness spread out, groping for those familiar and unfamiliar formations...

Outside the array.

Chen Chang'an took out a homemade ballpoint pen and a notebook, and recorded in detail Zhenyang Zhenren's movement trajectory, as well as the points that need to be improved and the strengthened parts of the formation...

The complex type of lost formation involves the extremely esoteric method of space folding. Although the current Chen Changan arranges the formation extremely easily, the principle, in his own words, is still in the realm of knowing what it is and not knowing why it is... …

It can be described with patterns, and the use of the trajectory is understood, but there are still many things I don't understand about the most basic core principles.

If he doesn't use the formation method to control the power of space folding, but simply uses the aura in his body to describe the world, he still can't do it.

To achieve the effect of punching out the space and collapsing, according to his inference, at least it needs to be at the peak of the opening of the pulse to have a chance.

Now, he is still a little away from that level of realm.

in the past.

He felt that the Pulse Opening Realm was strong enough.

You can soar through the clouds and ride the fog, and shake the river with your punches, but you really step into the way of talent.

The complexity and obscurity of the avenue.

But the more profound and difficult to understand, the more excited and excited Chen Changan was.

He was a science student in his previous life, and he was almost obsessively attached to difficult problems.

Or fanaticism.

……

In the formation, Master Zhenyang withdrew his consciousness, hesitated again and again, and moved in the direction he deduced.

But the next moment.

The world is changing.

The scene in front of him changed drastically.

He actually arrived at the gate of Baofan Hall.

"This is?"

He was stunned.

In front of him, senior brother Dao Jiuyang stared at him majesticly, and said indifferently:
"Junior brother Zhenyang, I have been working on sect reform, but you stand in the way, run counter to senior brother, and completely disregard the friendship of the sect. You have disappointed me so much!"

"Brother, you misunderstood me, I was also thinking about the sect! Reform may not be a good thing... Wait, I seem to be breaking the formation?!"

Daoist Zhenyang who explained a few sentences suddenly realized something was wrong, and almost caught the enemy's way.

So he said: "Brother, you are a fake, although you played with me when you were young, I'm sorry!"

Swish!
He drew a four-meter long knife.

A blade light surged out.

He slashed fiercely at Dao Lao in front of him.

moment.

Dao Jiuyang's figure shattered.

"Hmph, Little Illusion, also want to confuse your grandpa Zhenyang? The way of formation is just a trivial skill!"

Real Zhenyang's confidence soared.

This formation is not very strong!
trivial.

Then, he took another step, anticipating the next trick.

Follow him.

It really is a change of heaven and earth.

Then, he returned to the place just before.

Do not……

exactly.

Not back.

Instead, he is now repeating the method of confusion just now.

in front of you.

Senior Brother Dao Jiuyang said angrily:

"Junior brother Zhenyang, I have been working on sect reform, but you stand in the way, run counter to senior brother, and completely disregard the friendship of the sect. You have disappointed me so much!"

The same.

Really exactly the same.

Not even a slight change in expression.

"Senior brother, you are a fake. Junior brother has just experienced it. Do you think I will still be fooled? Hehe, why do you think I am stupid!"

Master Zhenyang smiled coldly.

Immediately he slashed over again.

However, the next moment, Dao Jiuyang easily dodged, and the majestic voice sounded again:
"Junior Brother, you are so brave, you even want to kill Senior Brother, hehe, okay, okay, I'm afraid you don't know, Senior Brother's ability!"

Ok?
Real Zhenyang was dumbfounded.

Look carefully.

The senior brother's facial expressions are vivid, and his every move is lifelike.

moment.

He was a little cowardly.

Can't tell real or imaginary.

He whispered: "Brother? Do you remember Zhenyang's nickname?"

"Of course I remember, Xiao Saoyang, are you too confused to be a senior?"

Dao Jiuyang laughed loudly.

The next moment Zhenyang Daoist also laughed and said: "Hahahaha, brother, you are fake, my nickname is not Xiao Saoyang at all, my name is Xiaori! Hahahaha, you are fake, you are fake! of!"

Real Zhenyang laughed and leaned back.

When I was young, my brother often called himself Xiaori, because this nickname was given by my brother, and he would never remember it wrong.

Little Lost Array, it's too fake!
(End of this chapter)