Chapter 706: Illusion formation

Chapter 707 Illusory Formation

Zhuo Bufan actually lived for more than three hundred years. Ning Wei and Wei Zeyu were not comparable in terms of strength or combat experience. It could be said that he was an old monster walking on the Blue Star.

It's just that Wei Zeyu and Ning Wei still don't know. Just now I saw Zhuo Bufan hit twelve lightsabers, and was hit by Wei Zeyu's speed-breaking punch and fell off the cliff. The two guessed that even if Zhuo Bufan was not dead, he should have been seriously injured.

But now Zhuo Bufan stood in front of them well, with a calm expression, it didn't look like he was seriously injured at all.

"Could it be that...you pretended it?" Ning Wei showed a trace of jealousy in his eyes, and quietly took out a small flag and held it in his hand.

Zhuo Bufan faintly looked ahead, without turning his head, "I didn't pretend to be, your twelve lightsabers are indeed very strong, and another sonic fist is also very powerful, but you want to kill me, it's not good enough. a little."

Ning Wei and Wei Zeyu were shocked.

"If I'm right, Shao Wei can use a supersonic punch because of the soft armor on her body. I wonder how many more times you can use it?"

Wei Zeyu squeezed his fist and fixed his eyes on Zhuo Bufan, "How did you know?"

"With my strength, I can't bear the load of supersonic speed on the body for the time being, but you can use it. It must have something to do with the soft armor on your body, and if I guess correctly, this soft armor is made of flood dragons. The scales are forged."

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he turned his head, his eyes burst out with a bright light staring at Wei Zeyu.

Wei Zeyu widened his eyes, took a step back, looked at him in surprise, "You, how did you know?"

When Zhuo Bufan fought him just now, he felt that the soft armor on Wei Zeyu was made of dragon scales. Because the clouds and mist dispersed, when the formation in the valley was at its weakest, there was a constant aura surging out. The breath of aura is similar to the breath of Wei Zeyu's body.

"It is rumored that the old Qinglong had been to Juling Peak thirty years ago. Has he already got the treasure inside?" Ning Wei frowned suspiciously.

Wei Zeyu said: "Now that you know, I will tell you that my grandfather did cross the Spirit Jupiter Peak 30 years ago when the formation was the weakest, but he didn't go deep. He only made a circle around the periphery. It's also ten deaths and nine lives."

Ning Wei turned his gaze on Zhuo Bufan, and said, "Master Wei, he is pretending to be pretentious. He must have been seriously injured by the two of us joining hands. Now we are doing our best to destroy him. The treasure here is the two of us. That's it."

"Well, I don't believe that he is really not injured." Wei Zeyu squeezed his fist, his eyes flashing ruthlessly.

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly.

He has not yet reached the invincible status in the blue star. Wei Zeyu and Ning Wei are also the proud children of heaven. In addition, the various treasures in his hands are indeed qualified to fight him. Just now he defeated Shao Wu and took the two of them. Attack, now Zhuo Bufan's body blood is rolling, and there are faint signs of instability.

After all, Ning Wei directly threw the small flag, and after a few times in the air, the small flag turned into a human-sized figure and inserted it on the ground, with a big "Huan" written on the surface of the flag.

"Illusory Killing Array!"

Ning Bei yelled, and suddenly a thick white mist sprayed out of the flag. It was surrounded by dense mist for a radius of 100 meters. Even if they were facing each other, they couldn't see the other side's existence.

Zhuo Bufan's divine sense came out, but he was resisted by the white mist.

He didn't expect that Ning Wei actually had a magic weapon in the formation, and it could also block the divine sense. Now that he opened the divine sense, he could only feel the range of ten meters around his body.

The mystery of the formation is comparable to that of alchemy. They are both skills in the world of comprehension. Few people have thoroughly studied it. Zhuo Bufan once served as an elder in a certain super formation sect in the starry sky. He said that he was second in the study of formations. People dare to be the first.

The Lei Jue formation in Bo Gucheng's home has never been in the eyes of Zhuo Bufan. That type of formation is nothing more than the accumulation of energy stored in the veins, that is, the accumulation of time is relatively long before it has such a great power.

But the formation Ning Wei currently uses, although simple, has a trace of the profoundness of the realm of cultivation, at least with Zhuo Bufan's current cultivation base without the strength to directly break the formation.

But as far as this formation is concerned, the lowest level of cultivation sect can also deploy a formation that is a hundred times stronger than this.

This phantom array only has the effect of blocking vision and mental power. If Zhuo Bufan does it, it can be added to the home as an attacking array and blessing array, and its power can be increased by a hundredfold.

Zhuo Bufan pulled out the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and held it in his hand, his eyes gleaming with confidence.

Why are you afraid of a battle!

Somewhere in the formation, Ning Wei squeezed a decisive decision, and the sound was transmitted to Wei Zeyu's ears, "Wei Shao, this formation can only last for ten minutes, and we must do our best to destroy Zhuo Bufan."

Wei Zeyu nodded. At this moment, the two of them stood in the white mist of the phantom array, looking at Zhuo Bufan but they were clearly visible, unobstructed by the mist.

Having said that, Ning Wei once again offered the sword charms, the golden sword charms floating in the air constantly changing, and immediately turned into a golden giant sword about one foot long.

There was a trace of flesh pain on Ning Wei's face. The sword talisman could only be used three times. He had used it once before, and he had used it again just now. This was the third time. After using it, the sword talisman would shatter.

"But as long as you can destroy Zhuo Bufan and get the treasure in his hands, the loss of the sword charm is also worth it."

Ning Wei said silently in his heart, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue, a few drops of blood spit out on the golden giant sword, the golden giant sword buzzed suddenly, turned into a golden light tail and shot towards Zhuo Bufan.

At the same time, Wei Zeyu squeezed his fist, his physical body broke through the speed of sound once again, pulling out a series of sonic booms, which exploded everywhere, turning into a blue, like a dragon dancing.

"coming."

Zhuo Bufan's eyes widened, holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in both hands, watching the golden sword that screamed and swept away. The powerful sword light hit the golden sword, and the golden broadsword was blown to the sky and wandered around. Circle, an angry sword screamed.

"And I!"

Suddenly, a cold voice rang from behind. Wei Zeyu punched Zhuo Bufan's back. Zhuo Bufan's figure shook, and his whole body was blood boiled. A backhand slapped Wei Zeyu's chest with a powerful force. Knocked Wei Zeyu out, and flew out more than ten meters away.

Wei Zeyu's throat was sweet, and he clutched his chest, forcibly suppressing the blood that was about to squirt.

Ning Wei and Wei Zeyu showed anxious expressions on their faces, Zhuo Bufan was like Xiaoqiang who could not be beaten to death. He was obviously injured, but he became more and more brave in battle!

The golden sword that hovered in a circle swooped down again, Zhuo Bufan drew his sword and slashed on top of the golden broadsword again, the golden sword was once again blown out, hovering in the air and trembling faintly, as if a little scared.

"Lord, I'll help you!" Suddenly another voice sounded from the valley. Although the voice was very soft, it fell clearly in everyone's ears.

Ning Bei's face suddenly changed!