Mysterious World: I Live Forever By Hanging Up My Phone! Chapter 288

Chapter 288 Siege, control the rhythm of the battle! 【14, please subscribe】

In fact, it starts from stepping into Sanxiufang Street

Wei Han has already noticed that something is wrong.

Because he has been busy killing strange things to earn merits tonight, he didn't pay much attention to the situation here. He took the time to contact the gold-eating ants that were secretly placed everywhere to watch, and he probably understood what was going on.

At this moment, there are dozens of people hiding in Duan Tianhe's small courtyard!

There are also many people hidden in the surrounding wine shops and street corners.

At this time, Wei Hanruo didn't know what was going on, he was really an idiot, that's why he spoke rudely to Duan Tianhe, even sarcastically.

"Hahaha!" Luo Tianxiong walked out of the yard with someone, and said with a calm smile, "I already knew that Fellow Daoist Dian is quite capable, but I didn't expect to have such a keen sense of touch. I really admire it!"

"Fellow Daoist Dian, I'm sorry!" Duan Tianhe looked embarrassed, and realized that his little thoughts had been exposed to others, so he stopped hiding them.

Although the two are neighbors and drinking buddies, they used to drink glasses all night long, and even helped each other. Their friendship is quite good.

But now the ways are different and they are not conspiring with each other!

Maybe it was Luo Tianxiong's coercion or lure, or it might be other reasons.

In the end, Duan Tianhe chose to stand on the opposite side of Wei Han, and he just wanted to numb him by exchanging pleasantries.

"Hehe!" Wei Han didn't get angry, and even let the people brought by Luo Tianxiong surround the street, witnessing their formation with his own eyes.

"You're so courageous. You still don't change your face at this time. We have produced a remarkable person in Sanxiufang Street." Luo Tianxiong clapped his hands with a smile, and asked: "Luo just wants to ask a question, my three Did a brother die at the hands of a fellow Taoist? I hope to give you a letter!"

"That's right!" Wei Han shrugged and admitted, "Three people did break into my mansion a few days ago, and they suffered some punishment before they died. I'm really sorry!"

"Hehehe!"

Luo Tianxiong's eyes darkened instantly.

He narrowed his eyes, exuding a terrifying murderous intent.

Like an angry lion, wishing to kill it immediately.

"Okay, very good!" Luo Tianxiong said with a smirk: "I don't care what your status or strength is, I still invite you to die here today, so as to fulfill my brotherly love. In addition, don't blame you, Duan, he is also You were only forced by me, please go on your way now!"

"Go on the road? Let's talk about it if you have this ability!"

Wei Han laughed dumbfounded, completely indifferent to the other party's harsh words.

It is not yet known who will send whom on the road. With just such a small number of people, do you really think that setting up a large formation can keep him? Really ridiculous!

"kill!"

Luo Tianxiong didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he raised his hand and waved it violently.

The huge array arranged on Fangshi Street started to operate in an instant.

It is not a sword formation, nor is it an attack formation, but a first-order advanced siege formation—Shuimu trapped dragon formation.

Luo Tianxiong should have a formation master under his command.

This formation is ingeniously arranged, and it forms a huge cage to trap the world, and the huge movement frightens the casual cultivators in the street to panic!

Lu Yan also noticed the movement and found something was wrong!

He walked out of the small courtyard in shock and stood side by side with Wei Han. With a glance of his eyes, he could roughly understand what happened, and couldn't help but angrily said: "Damn it, Duan Tianhe, how dare you sell us?"

"Fellow Daoist Lu, I'm sorry, I'll pay back what I owe you two in my next life!" Duan Tianhe's face turned cold and he stopped talking nonsense, he gritted his teeth and attacked the two of them.

"Shhhhhh!"

In the big formation, more than a hundred casual cultivators used flying swords to strangle the sky and cover the sky. The dense sword light made Lu Yan's scalp numb in fright.

"retreat!"

Wei Han raised his hand and threw Lu Yan back into his yard.

Immediately afterwards, he waved and released seven first-level mid-stage flying rainbow swords. They appeared neatly behind him, splitting into thousands of sword lights in an instant, and greeted the surrounding flying swords the next moment.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Thousands of sword lights are frantically fighting in the big formation.

Wei Han fought with hundreds of people with his sword without losing the wind.

Although these people did not burst out with full strength, and their strengths were uneven, but no matter what, there were more than a hundred people. Who would have thought that there was such a huge difference in the number of people, and Wei Han could not be defeated.

"This? How is this possible?" Duan Tianhe was dumbfounded in shock.

He always thought that this little brother was just an inconspicuous low-level monk. Who would have thought that the opponent's strength would explode, and his aura would flourish like a stormy sea, which was not inferior to the ordinary ninth-level Qi training.

And this level of sword control is simply superb, comparable to a magic skill!

At one stroke, everyone was as vulnerable as ants.

How could Duan Tianhe accept this kind of contrast? He inexplicably felt that he seemed to have made a wrong choice.

"Dacheng-level split light and shadow control swordsmanship, what is the origin of this Dian? No, no, I am afraid that the name is fake. What is he trying to do hiding in Xishan City?"

"Hehe, never mind, since you killed my brother, you have to be buried with him!"

"How can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch? If you don't provoke me, I don't want to have an enemy with you, but you don't know how to play!"

Luo Tianxiong sneered sneeringly, raised his hand and used three ghost-headed swords!

These are three top-grade magic weapons of the first order. They are extremely fast. They carry a dense black smoke and shake off hundreds of sword lights. The next moment, they slashed towards Wei Han crazily.

"Ah!"

Wei Han sneered with disdain, and pointed casually.

The Light-Splitting Shadow Sword condensed into a sword-light horned dragon, which easily surrounded him to block all attacks, no matter how difficult Luo Tianxiong tried, he would never get close to him.

This is the first-order pinnacle of sword control!

Even if many Xianzong disciples have no chance to practice the inheritance of precious arts.

How can these casual cultivators who only have a superficial inheritance be comparable, so even if one is against a hundred, Wei Han will not lose the wind in the slightest. This is the gap between a large disciple and a casual cultivator.

"What is the identity of your Excellency?" Luo Tianxiong tentatively asked with flickering eyes: "Maybe you might as well reveal a thing or two, maybe there is still room for relaxation today."

"Relax your uncle, let me die!" Wei Han sneered, and rushed into the crowd and started killing all directions.

"Puff puff!"

The fierce sword light broke through the defensive magic weapons of more than a dozen people in an instant.

Passed across their bodies quickly and fiercely. Before these people could even scream, they had already been cut into seventy or eighty pieces and fell into a pool of blood.

"Die, die!"

Wei Han fought his way to the top.

He laughed maniacally, while manipulating the flying sword to attack and kill, he shuttled through the crowd as fast as a ghost, and from time to time launched hang-ups at the panicked crowd.

The battle rhythm has always been in your own hands!

Wei Han, a fellow practitioner of Xianwu, will naturally not sit still.

He was wearing seven layers of elephant armor, his fists were like cannonballs, and the huge force of a million catties shattered one shield after another.

Once a monk below the ninth level of Qi training is approached by him, he is as fragile as a chick. The defensive cover can be blown up with one punch, and the brain will be blown out the next moment!

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of bombing and killing sounds stirred up the entire formation into chaos.

Within a few breaths, more than ten people were killed by Wei Han on the spot. This kind of cruel method like a demon **** scared everyone present.

(end of this chapter)

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