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Xu Pingfeng nodded in satisfaction, and quickly drew his fingers in the air. Formation lines containing the laws of heaven and earth emerged one by one, and they fell orderly on all parts of the Yufeng boat, attached to the deck, mast, and ship's side.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Yufengzhou was covered with patterns.

Xu Yuanshuang opened her beautiful eyes, trying hard to memorize those incomprehensible runes. For warlocks, these ghostly runes are the greatest treasures.

When Xu Pingfeng finished setting up the formation, Xu Yuanshuang couldn't help asking:

"Father, what formation is this?"

He actually needed to paint it himself.

Before a warlock is promoted to the fourth rank, he will go through a long process of "recording the array".

The so-called "memory formation" is to remember all the formations that can be controlled in the heart, and after being promoted to the fourth rank, those formations that are imprinted in the mind will become instinctive.

When performing, with a thought, the formation is self-contained.

Si Tianjian has two great formation books, "Tiangang" and "Disha". There are a total of [-] large formations, and each large formation is divided into a dozen or dozens of small formations.

At the age of 17, Xu Yuanshuang was able to memorize two formations, which almost moved her hairline.

But she knew that a warlock of her father's level had long been familiar with "Tiangang" and "Disha" by heart, and could do whatever she wanted when casting formations.

The formation that he could draw with his own hands must be extremely profound.

"What formation?" Xu Pingfeng looked at his daughter and said with a smile:

"This is the formation that my father used to steal the fortune of the Great Feng Dynasty. Of course, compared with that shocking formation, this formation is a product of simplification and simplification.

"It has only one function, which is to gather luck."

The "knife" incarnated by the old man hit the surface of the golden clock, and the sharp sound resounded through the sky.

Not far from the battlefield, Xu Qi'an was the first to bear the brunt, instantly lost his hearing, and his tinnitus burst out.

The people on the top of the South Peak were also troubled by tinnitus, which made them cover their ears in pain, and had no energy to think about the next direction of the battle and the changes in the situation.

"Crack!"

After a brief stalemate for more than ten seconds, a crack appeared on the surface of the golden clock.

At the same time, the old man's "power of a sword" was exhausted.

The majestic and majestic golden body didn't give him a second chance to strike, the arm holding the golden sword swung, driving the sword to strike down.

The martial artist's premonition of crisis gave a hint to dodge, and the old man turned into an afterimage and avoided to one side.

Whoa!

Amidst the sound of the mountain collapsing, the Excalibur cut down large swathes of rolling stones. This sword has no energy fluctuations, but the main peak of Mount Quanrong is in front of it, just like a pile of sand.

It can be overthrown easily.

At this time, Shura King Kong seized the opportunity and retreated to the shoulder of King Kong Dharma.

There is nowhere safer than here.

A sword cut through the air, but before the sword was retracted, the golden stick was pulled out.

"boom!"

Countless gravel exploded, and the top of the main peak of Mount Quanrong was completely blown up, making it shorter.

boom!boom!boom!

Relying on the martial artist's premonition of crisis, the old man is like a nimble cockroach, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, flickering.

The 24 arms of Vajra Buddha opened their bows together, and the swords, swords and sticks kept coming down.

The smashed rocks pierced through the air, and the main peak of Quanrong Mountain was cracked again and again, thousands of tons of soil and rocks were thrown out.

boom!

When the golden stick fell, the old man's figure was shattered, and his real body appeared on the stick as thick as a giant tree.

He thud thud thumped along the stick, and ran towards the Faxiang, which was taller than the mountain.

He ran faster and faster, like a whistling knife, the surrounding air twisted.

The blade pointed directly at the brow of Vajra Buddha.

Snapped!

Vajra Dharma Buddha slapped each other's giant palms like a fly, and slapped the old man in the air.

The next moment, both palms trembled violently, making it difficult to close them together.

After a few seconds of stalemate, with a dull loud noise, both palms were shaken away, and the old man burst out his palms, covered in blood, his hands and feet twisted strangely, and his chest collapsed.

The physique of a second-rank martial artist was broken by a blow from Faxiang.

The Vajra Buddha didn't give him a chance to breathe, knowing that such an attack would be difficult to kill the extraordinary martial artist with tenacious vitality, fierce attacks came one after another.

The golden body with a height of hundreds of feet, the Buddha's radiance is ten thousand, dyeing the tens of miles of Mount Quanrong into gold.

Its breath is more terrifying than the abyss, making the creatures within the range of the Buddha's light tremble and crawl to the ground.

"Cao, Leader Cao, what's going on?"

Fu Jingmen knelt on her knees, trembling all over, and lowered her head.

Beads of sweat rolled down Cao Qingyang's forehead, and he also prostrated himself on the ground in an indecent manner, as if worshiping.

Originally, with his half-step extraordinary cultivation, it shouldn't be so bad.But he was seriously injured, and after a big battle, his condition was extremely bad, and he was not much better than Fu Jingmen and others at the moment.

"Yes, the legendary Arhat? Bodhisattva?"

The president of the Jianzhou Chamber of Commerce, Qiao Weng's plump lips trembled, and intermittently squeezed out guesses from his mouth.

The ancestor was already a second-rank martial artist, and he was able to suppress him at a disadvantage. This Dharma statue must be a certain Arhat or Bodhisattva, and King Kong is a third-rank martial artist. It is impossible for a third-rank martial artist to suppress a second-rank martial artist. This is a very simple reasoning.

It's fine if he doesn't say it, what he said ignited the panic in the hearts of everyone in the Wulin League.

Why do Arhats or Bodhisattvas appear here?

Why does the Buddhist sect spend so much money to deal with the Wulin League?

Xu Yinluo was seriously injured and could no longer fight. The ancestor was alone, could he win?