Chapter 1711 Best Battle Formation

Two green flames appeared above Lu Chengwen's head.

A column of black energy shot straight into the sky.

The old ancestor took a look calmly and said, "Just two flowers, yet they have such power."

Yao Lao dropped a move: "Times have changed. Lu Chengwen may be the one who holds the key to the next era."

"Heh." The old ancestor said, "I already have a very high opinion of him. I didn't expect that you would give him an even higher opinion. What on earth is there about him that is worthy of your attention?"

Yao Weng said: "It's nothing. He..."

Yao Weng turned his head and looked at the huge black energy column that was beginning to entwine the dark green war cloud. The two glances reflected each other, making the war cloud energy look even more terrifying, powerful, and oppressive.

"He's not even a warrior I respect. He often likes to play tricks, flatter, and change his attitude according to the situation. He has average talent and looks like a villain."

"Then you still believe him."

Medicine Man looked at the ancestor: "How about me? How about Hun Tian Gang? How about Li Dabai? They are all extremely talented, arrogant, and think they are invincible and can run rampant in the world. They don't give face to anyone. They dare to compete with the world with just a sword, a gun, or even empty hands! What's the result?"

Yao Weng smiled bitterly: "We all lost."

He shook his head: "I didn't lose to anyone, but I lost to time, to luck, and to myself."

Yao Weng stood up, put his hands behind his back, and watched Lu Chengwen fighting hard in the crowd, carrying the little monkey on his back, as if he was in an empty space.

"Who says that the one who saves the world must be a talented hero? Can't it be a small person?"

He turned and looked at the ancestor: "If a small person saves the world, is he still a small person? Whoever can save the world will be the number one hero in the world."

"So, you believe in him?"

Yao Weng shook his head: "It's not that we believe in him, but he is the only choice now."

"Haha! Ridiculous!" The old ancestor said, "There are tens of thousands of warriors in the world, and countless wealthy and prestigious families. How many talented young people are there in the four major families? I also have so many young talents in Tianwu! There are tens of thousands of talented people in the world! Why is it Lu Chengwen's turn? Even your apprentice Liu Bo, I'm afraid his talent is better than Lu Chengwen, right?"

Yao Weng said, "We don't have many years left anyway, so let's take a final gamble. We have nothing to do anyway."

"you……"

At this time, Lu Chengwen rushed forward in anger, sweeping away everything with an iron rod!

Zhao Ritian is not used to using a knife. He prefers heavy weapons and a small knife is not enough for him.

Lu Chengwen swung the stick and smashed it forward, then he felt someone grabbing him from behind.

Lu Chengwen was shocked and turned around to see that it was Zhao Ritian.

"What are you doing!?"

Zhao Ritian handed over the knife: "Here, lend me this stick!"

Lu Chengwen looked at him: "Are you sick? Get lost!"

"Oh, your kung fu is so bad, it doesn't matter what you use. I can't get used to this light knife."

Zhao Ritian said this, but he was snatching things away with his hands.

Lu Chengwen was furious: "This is mine! You can't use it!"

"Just give it a try!"

The crowd had already surrounded them. Long Aotian swung his spear, forcing them to retreat, and shouted angrily: "What are you doing!? Fight!"

Zhao Ritian said: "He won't give me a stick!"

Long Aotian said angrily: "Don't you have Jun Zixue?"

“It doesn’t work!”

Lu Chengwen was almost mad, but he couldn't argue with him at this time: "Okay, okay, use it if you want."

Lu Chengwen let go and took the knife.

Zhao Ritian felt that the stick suddenly became terribly heavy and almost fell to the ground.

He held on tightly, raised his head and looked at Lu Chengwen in shock: "It's so heavy!? How did you do that!?"

Lu Chengwen held Jun Zixue in his hand, looked at him and shook his head: “If you can’t use it, give it to me.”

"It works."

Zhao Ritian gritted his teeth and said, "Ah!"

He held it under his ribs, stood firmly in his horse stance, opened his eyes wide, and breathed heavily.

Lu Chengwen swung his long sword and fought with several people.

He turned around and shouted: "If it doesn't work, change it back!"

"Row!"

Zhao Ritian gritted his teeth and said, "Watch me!"

Lu Chengwen's magic weapon is a natural fit, handy and natural.

If Zhao Ritian insists on using him, it will be a waste of effort.

but!

Zhao Ritian likes this kind of...extreme state.

I just like to use heavy ones!

And this stick is not much lighter than the big hammer just now for him!

He was puzzled. Lu Chengwen looked tall and thin, and was not a power player!

How did he use it!?

Why does he swing this big stick so easily? Why is it so hard for me to use it? Am I not as strong as Lu Chengwen?

No children!

Lu Chengwen had no choice but to grit his teeth, and a stream of true qi from Zhan Yun and Zhao Ritian's true qi connected together.

Zhao Ritian held the stick, felt something in his heart, and was immediately overjoyed!

"I see! Hahaha! Lu Chengwen, you're such a lucky bastard!"

Lu Chengwen had to support the little monkey's Star Armor and use his true energy to fight. Now he had to strengthen his heart and support Zhao Ritian's magic weapon. It was very hard.

She glared at him angrily: "If it doesn't work, I'll pull your head out and use it as a toilet for Senior Brother!"

Zhao Ritian glanced at Long Aotian and said, "No! This bastard keeps pooping, I won't do it! At most I can be a toilet for the little monkey!"

The little monkey was very annoyed: "Hurry up and fight! Stop talking nonsense!"

"it is good!"

Zhao Ritian is so impressive.

This big stick, with Lu Chengwen's true qi helping him lose weight, plus his own true qi and body armor protecting him, plus he himself likes heavy weapons...

He is having a great time!

Even Long Aotian was shocked!

"Damn! Is this bastard so fierce!?"

Lu Chengwen fought for a few rounds, then retreated, panting: "He's a fierce Zhang Fei. But it's good, with him around, the situation can be a little more chaotic."

Long Aotian laughed: "Kill Zhang Boyuan! Cheng Wen, take advantage of the situation opened up by Ritian, you protect the monkey, I will go and kill him!"

Lu Chengwen nodded.

"I'll block your flank!"

Zhao Ritian roared: "It's settled!"

The tactics we have discussed now just need to be implemented!

In the end, no one expected that after Zhao Ritian agreed verbally, he rushed out directly to Zhang Boyuan!

Long Aotian was stunned: "Hey, you are so..."

Lu Chengwen shook his head: "There is no other way, change the plan and focus on him!"

So, Zhao Ritian forcibly changed the battle plan without knowing it. Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian blocked his flanks, and the three of them charged in a triangle formation.

Zhang Boyuan roared: "Break through their formation! As long as we cut them apart, we can defeat them one by one!"

"Roar--!"

Zhang Boyuan discovered that these three people were very powerful when fighting alone.

You never know what new tricks they will come up with next.

Therefore, it is imperative to divide the battlefield and prevent them from interacting with each other!

So he commanded the team and started the cutting formation operation!

Hundreds of warriors surrounded the three men, and one man led the charge: "I'm here to cut you off!"

"Um!?"

Zhao Ritian held the stick and turned to look at him: "Pretending!?"