Murano's little genius

Chapter 629 Just now was the last chance!
"What's more, this formation is actually useless to you."

"The thing in the dantian in your body happens to be the nemesis of this formation."

"Now if you try to control the things in the dantian, this formation will be useless to suppress your vitality."

Thus, Zhang Xiaofan followed what the Great God said.

He looked inside at the milky little thing in his dantian, and tried to control it.

The corner of the masked man not far away raised his mouth, extremely proud.

Now it is easy for him to kill Zhang Xiaofan.

And can kill alive.

This formation is called Trapping Dragon Formation, it can trap anyone who is weaker than the next person in martial arts, it is a unique formation only possessed by Qimen Palace Killer.

The masked man is the killer of the Qimen Palace, an ancient warrior, and his strength is mid-level.

It is roughly equivalent to the fifth level of a practitioner's aerodynamic realm.

And Zhang Xiaofan is on the fifth floor of the Pneumatic Realm, so the Trapped Dragon Formation is completely suitable for him.

The masked man stepped forward, pointed at Zhang Xiaofan with the sword in his hand.

A sword light shot directly at Zhang Xiaofan.

Lightning fast!

In an instant, he was in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

With this sword light, the masked man didn't directly intend to kill Zhang Xiaofan.

Instead, he wanted to break his leg.

Boom!

Where the sword light hits, it's like an explosion.

If it really hits Zhang Xiaofan's leg, it will definitely be broken!

The masked man already had a smile on his face, although he couldn't see it.

"Zhang Xiaofan, you should have known when you came here that next year today will be the day of your death! Even if you are a prodigy and a genius in martial arts, so what if you dare to offend someone you can't offend before you are fully fledged, this is the end!"

The voice of the masked man was full of contempt.

"Oh? Are you sure!"

The smoke and dust caused by the explosion dissipated, Zhang Xiaofan's voice came coldly.

Zhang Xiaofan leaped high, it was tens of meters.

Then, turning fists into palms, nine phantoms of black dragons descended from the sky.

Accompanied by nine blue dragons, nine dazzling rays of light attacked the masked man from all directions.

For a moment, it seemed as if a dragon was singing for nine days, and a strong wind suddenly blew up.

The gloomy valley sky thus brightened.

hiss!
The masked man's sword light was ruthlessly overwhelmed by the nine dragon shadows.

At this moment, the masked man opened his eyes wide, unable to imagine what was happening before his eyes.

How can it be!

However, he couldn't allow him to think too much at the moment.

Zhang Xiaofan's domineering attack rushes forward, intending to kill him.

The masked man then held the sword horizontally in front of him, and quickly wiped the blade with his fingers.

"Break it for me!"

Point the sword to the sky.

The body of the sword became transparent, containing extremely violent killing intent.

A beam of light like a tiger sprayed away.

Even though it was daytime, it made the sky brighter.

Zhang Xiaofan's nine phantom blue dragons collided with the beam of light.

Rumble!
The sound shook the sky, and the whole valley seemed to vibrate slightly.

puff!
As the sound ended, the masked man felt nine attacks on his body.

With a sweet throat, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

From top to bottom, Zhang Xiaofan appeared in front of the masked man like a god descending from the earth.

"How could this be! Impossible!"

Seriously injured by Zhang Xiaofan's Xiao Li's needle heart, the masked man stared at Zhang Xiaofan with wide eyes, all his complacency disappeared.

The trapped dragon formation not only failed to suppress Zhang Xiaofan, but was also seriously injured by Zhang Xiaofan's terrifying martial arts.

This made it difficult for the masked killer of Qimen Palace to accept it!
It took a lot of zhenqi to form this trapped dragon formation by myself, and as long as the trapped dragon formation does not withdraw, it will consume one-third of Zhang Xiaofan's zhenqi when trapping Zhang Xiaofan.

I thought it didn't matter, as long as Zhang Xiaofan was suppressed with formation.

Even if he loses one-third of his strength, he can easily kill Zhang Xiaofan who can't stimulate the vitality in his body.

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan standing in front of him, the masked man couldn't accept it, he was unwilling.

How could this be so!

Zhang Xiaofan didn't give him more time to react.

The hand was like a dragon's claw, piercing through the air, directly locking the masked man's neck.

A little force can make him die.

"No! Don't kill me!"

The masked man felt the coldness of death, and he immediately shouted.

"I said, just now is the last chance!"

Zhang Xiaofan's voice is like the indifference of the hell messenger.

(End of this chapter)