Chapter 1249: Swept
Thousandth Two Hundred and Fifty Chapters
"He is Zhuo Bufan?"
"Lan Country's first martial arts master."
"It must be him, I have seen his video."
"Zhuo Bufan has appeared, he is not dead!"
"I actually hit the door of Qing Xuanzong!"
Many people saw Zhuo Bufan showing his true face, and the sound of inhaling air-conditioning sounded one after another.
Regarding Qing Xuanzong’s attempt to kill Zhuo Bufan, it is not a secret in the martial arts world. Qing Xuanzong posted on the martial arts forum a month ago and said about it, but Zhuo Bufan was still cultivating in the prison tower at the time, and he has not appeared. At that time, it also caused quite a stir and discussion.
Chen Yang opened his eyes wide, "It turned out to be Zhuo Bufan. I didn't expect us to be with the first master of martial arts along the way?"
Both Chen Wei and Cao Hu were even more pale. Along the way, both of them secretly taunted the latter, but with their extraordinary strength, they must have been talking about them all in his ears.
Tu Yiliang and Weng Hui's faces were even more white, and their backs were already soaked in cold sweat. If they had just attacked Chen Yang in the mountains and forests, then they would definitely provoke Zhuo Bufan to make a shot. Escape from Zhuo Bufan's hands.
"Don't provoke Chen Yang, who knows what his relationship is with Zhuo Bufan!" Tu Yiliang secretly told himself.
And this time.
In the sky.
The white-haired elder Hao Shou and the disciple saw Zhuo Bufan showing his true face, his eyes immediately widened.
"Zhuo Bufan, you dare to show up..." The elder was shocked and shouted sharply.
"The disciple of Qingxuanzong listened to the order, punish this son!"
The magnificent voice spread throughout the Azure Xuanzong, and suddenly a stream of light leapt from the ground into the air, and there were hundreds of Qing Xuanzong disciples floating in the air.
"Sweeping array!"
The elder shouted softly.
One hundred and eight disciples immediately drew out the swords in their hands, turning them into streams of light, surrounding Zhuo Bufan, the swords in their hands exuding bursts of cold light.
One hundred and eight disciples stood up or down in a peculiar array shape, faintly aura of aura rippling away, 108 disciples were solid, forming a special sword base, and the center of the array It's Zhuo Bufan.
At this moment, another old man with the same white clothes and white hair flew into the air. The two old men looked at each other, and then they turned their heads, staring at Zhuo Bufan with cold eyes.
"Everyone, step back, so as not to hurt the innocent." Zhuo Bufan said indifferently to the group of people standing in the corner.
The worst of those people is also the strength of the peak of Anjin, and Gao is the peak of the grandmaster. Hearing his words, they immediately regressed hundreds of meters.
…
It's on a mountain about ten kilometers away from the Qingxuanzong sect.
"The comprehension that cultivation requires. If you can comprehend deeper the laws of heaven and the laws of attributes, then the power of the magic spells you cast will also be relatively improved."
"In the realm of cultivation, there are not a few geniuses who defeat the strength of the Condensed Pill Stage with the strength of the Innate Stage, and there are even more amazing talents. The cultivation base can suppress the existence of the Golden Pill Stage in the Innate Stage, you understand. ?"
A middle-aged man with a majestic look and Eguan Bo belt slowly said.
"The disciple understands that I will definitely practice hard and strive to enter the Profound Realm Sect." Another young man sitting on the mountain nodded earnestly.
The white mist envelops the mountain peak, which is quite a fairyland.
At this moment, in the distance, a white light flashed by, and it appeared instantly 100 meters away from this mountain. The visitor was wearing a black suit with a flying sword under his feet.
"Sect Master." The visitor bent over and cried respectfully.
Sect Master Qingxuan turned his head and frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"
If it wasn't for a major event to happen, except for the two elders, as well as him and his most beloved big disciple, who could come here to practice cultivation, the other disciples were not allowed to approach the mountain.
"Zhuo Bufan has come to Qingxuanzong!" the disciple said.
Sect Master Qingxuan's eyes were like electric light, and the void in front of him was faintly shining with golden thunder and lightning, making a crackling sound.
"I haven't looked for him yet, he actually dared to come to my Qingxuanzong, today is his death date." Qingxuan Sect Master's expression was fierce, and his figure was suddenly blurred, and he had disappeared above the mountain.
…
Above the Qingxuanzong, Zhuo Bufan was trapped by the sword formation. The two elders had the lowest cultivation base of the innate stage, and the lowest cultivation base of the 108 disciples was also the strength of the foundation stage.
"kill!"
The two elders screamed at the same time.
Suddenly, the sword formation was launched.
Shoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo!
Hundreds of swords incarnate into agile fish, transformed into a stream of glimpses of light, with Zhuo Bufan as the center point to strike as sharp as thunder.
"Condensation!"
Zhuo Bufan's hands quickly condensed the seal, bang, the golden light flashed across his body, a huge circular barrier 360 degrees without dead ends wrapped him in it, and the swords that came from the shadows were all round. 'S barrier blocked the outside, making a humming sound.
Every Qingxuanzong disciple urged mana at the same time, and the **** of Shizhong moved together to control the sword.
"broken!"
The circular aura shield burst, and the disintegrating force suddenly shot the sword bullets ‘condensed’ on it backwards, turning them into streams of light, and piercing their ‘master’.
"Be careful," a white-haired elder shouted loudly.
Those disciples who were weaker during the foundation-building period were directly penetrated by a sword, like a kite with a broken wire falling from a high altitude.
The disciple who was slightly more powerful shook his body, and was wiped across his body by the sword, leaving a blood trail behind.
The sword formation was directly broken by Zhuo Bufan.
"Soul Flag!"
Zhuo Bufan opened the space ring, and seven flags about the size of a palm appeared instantly, centering on his body, slowly rotating around him.
Each flag is engraved with strange French, and there is a faint black mist around the flag. A black ‘rope’ is intertwined between each flag to form a circle shape.
"Arrangement!"
Along with Zhuo Bufan’s urging of mana, seven flags flew high into the sky, constantly zooming in. Finally, each flag became 100 meters high and 30 meters wide, spreading out toward different seven, covering the entire Qingxuanzong. In it.
Dangdangdangdangdangdang!
The moment the seven flags fell, there was a sound of metal crashing against each other, resounding through the entire Qingxuanzong.
And the black fog pervading on these seven flags became more dense and raging, and the black fog between each flag was connected to each other, like a dark chain, which tied the entire Qingxuanzong in it.
"wire!"
"Her!"
The fog pervading the seven flags sometimes turned into ghosts, and sometimes collapsed into a black fog, and all kinds of weird and weird sounds were made in it, causing everyone to stand up, and there was a faint trembling from the soul.
These seven spirit flags are exactly the treasures Zhuo Bufan got in the prison tower. Each flag is equivalent to a spirit weapon, and when combined, it is equivalent to the power of a spirit weapon.
However, Zhuo Bufan didn't understand the secret control method corresponding to this flag, otherwise he would be able to exert the greater power of the seven soul flags.
However, these seven flags can at least trap the disciples at the peak of the foundation building period to escape.
