The King of Hell's Post
The Barbarian King's chest heaved violently, and even his breathing became disordered.
The next moment——
A magical light enveloped Yuan Feng from top to bottom.
Yuan Feng paused, but suddenly felt his mind shaken and he could hardly open his eyes.
Suddenly, a low voice came to my ears, as if it came from the depths of my memory.
"Xiao Feng."
He was startled. It was - it was his brother's voice.
He was shocked. No, his brother... was gone.
Yuan Feng raised his eyes, but his vision was so blurry that he could hardly see what was in front of him.
The lightning beside the young man dissipated like a flood.
The next moment, a figure rushed out from behind the formation and steadily caught the fallen Yuan Feng.
Fang Cun glanced at Yuan Feng in Chu Ming's arms, his brows full of disgust: "I told you, if a youngest like this encounters this kind of thing, he will be directly prosecuted."
Off to the side, Fang Xingfei narrowed his eyes as he gazed at the core of the surging light array and concluded, "The dream manipulation technique is exactly the same as the one used by the intruder at Fang's residence that day."
After he finished speaking, Fang Cun raised his eyes, his gaze fixed on a faint afterimage on the edge of the cliff: "Except for the Lu family's array, the core of all magic formations is reversible."
Fang Cun raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "Junior Master, if you dare to set up a formation, I will be able to find you."
Once discovered, the gray shadow on the cliff no longer hid, and with a flash of his body, he landed behind Yao Li.
The Barbarian King looked over, suppressed his surprise at this person coming to rescue him, and asked calmly, "Is your Highness an old acquaintance?"
The gray-robed Yanshi said indifferently, "He's an old acquaintance of his, but a mere reserve."
The gray-robed Yanshi calmly scanned the array light in the valley. "Leave this place to me. Ganren has used the artifact 'Nichen' as its core, employing the strength of a thousand men to establish the array. Destroy this artifact, and the constraints that have shackled your cultivation here will completely disappear."
The Barbarian King stared at him for a moment, the wariness in his eyes finally disappearing completely. He suddenly laughed out loud, "After a hundred years, Your Highness is joining forces with me to deal with the Fang family today. What a pity that Fang Weian is not here. I really want him to see this good show too!"
The gray-robed Master Yanshi's expression suddenly darkened, and he growled, "Don't mention him."
Yao Li's expression calmed down again. "As long as this martial arts restriction is removed, there will be no enemy in the world who can match me. Conquering Southern Xinjiang and destroying Dagan will be a snap of a finger."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a deep breath and jumped, heading straight towards the core of the formation.
Deep in the canyon.
The Barbarian King Yao Li used all his internal energy and rushed straight towards the underground imperial vein.
We must first break the formation—
Ren Xuan saw the figure breaking through the air from afar, and his eyes fixed.
He looked at Qin Shu: "Your Highness, you've taken the bait."
Qin Shu stood with his hands behind his back, and said in a low voice: "Ren Xuan, how confident are you?"
Ren Xuan lowered his eyes for a moment and said firmly, "If we don't activate the formation, I have an 80% chance of success. If we activate the formation, I will definitely defeat him."
He turned around and cast his gaze into the depths of the dragon vein: "Shi'an, can you open this formation?"
Deep in the forbidden area of the Dragon Vein, the array of light surges like a sea of stars, layer upon layer, and is difficult to measure.
Lu Shian probed with his Qi, his forehead already covered in sweat, soaking through his shirt. After a long pause, he spoke in a deep voice, "This formation... can actually follow the dragon veins. Although I didn't set it up, I'm somehow able to activate it. When do you want it to be activated?"
Ren Xuan lowered his eyebrows. "Just exploring the formation had already depleted Lu Shi'an to this extent. If the formation was activated, who knows how much more depleted it would be."
He paused and said, "No rush, let's try first and see if I can kill him directly."
Qin Xuan lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Ren Xuan, you and I will go to the surface and hide the formation master."
Ren Xuan raised an eyebrow, his expression stern: "Old Pei, lend me the knife. This side, please."
Pei Jiming threw the knife over, with a hint of mockery in his voice: "Don't worry. If you die, I will take them away immediately."
The underground dragon veins were still shaking, and Ren Xuan followed Qin Shu to the ground.
At the bottom of the valley, the wind whistled like a knife.
Qin Shu stood still, his robes fluttering. He glanced back at Ren Xuan and spoke in a cold voice, "Ren Xuan, the dragon vein is beneath our feet. If the formation is activated, it will directly affect this area. If we both die, the Barbarian King will misjudge me as the source of the dragon energy instead of considering that there are people directly below, and he will hesitate. As long as he hesitates, Lu Shi'an's formation will still affect him."
Ren Xuan stared at Qin Shu in silence for a moment. He knew that the other party was trying to reassure him—to make him feel at ease to "die."
Tsk. He cursed in his heart, the dog emperor, he never forgot to drag him down with him even when he died.
However, this time, it seemed like he wanted to follow on his own.
He sighed softly as he drew his sword. His aura was as steady as a rock, and he actually had the demeanor of a powerful superior. "Your Highness, please don't do anything for a while. Just write the destiny letter for me. The dragon energy in you is more useful than you yourself."
Qin Shu raised his eyebrows, and his expression clearly seemed to be saying: A few peanuts made you drunk like this?
Ren Xuan laughed and looked up at Qin Shu: "Your Highness, don't underestimate me."
Qin Shu saw through the situation now and stopped joking. His brows darkened. "Life knife? You don't want to live anymore?"
Ren Xuan's hands were steady as a mountain, and his tone was nonchalant: "Your Highness, haven't you heard? The Life Sword is not bound by martial prohibitions."
At this moment, he even curled his lips and said a teasing remark on the edge of the knife: "What did you say? I am reporting your kindness on the Golden Terrace. If I am not dead, Your Highness, remember to give me a promotion."
Ren Xuan sighed in his heart again: I finally pretended, but Shi'an couldn't see it. Tsk, what a loss.
In the communication array, no one heard Shi An talking. Instead, Pei Jiming was a professional saboteur: "Your Highness, don't listen to his nonsense. He can use all ten life swords. This Ren Xuan guy is always deceiving his superiors and subordinates!"
Ren Xuan couldn't bear it any longer: "Pei Jiming! Shut up you bastard!!"
The wind at the bottom of the valley became stronger, dust and sand were swirling in the distance, and a murderous aura was coming through the mountains and cracking the rocks.
Ren Xuan leaped out and rushed forward against the raging momentum.
Qin Shu's eyes narrowed. What Ren Xuan used was not even the "Dao Yuan Jue".
The energy in that technique was mixed and different from orthodox martial arts, and it used him as a medium to absorb the dragon energy of this place.
Qin inadvertently recalled that Ren Xuan once mentioned: The one-way destiny note is a killing technique.
Now it seems that this is what Ren Xuan called the "killing technique".
Ren Xuan's footwork is cunning, and his sword movements are even more cunning. Every move seems to be a break but not a break, and every step seems to be a retreat but not a retreat.
There was no real direct confrontation, but the murderous aura in Yao Li was restrained inch by inch.
A bloody mist began to spread in the air.
The sight was suppressed, the sound of wind and human figures were all separated by the blood, leaving only the sound of clashing swords.
The King of Hell sends down a notice, which covers the three inches of the mortal world, and the soul returns to the bloody hell.
The bottom of the valley was dragged into a battle without sunlight.
Yao Li's eyes narrowed and his chest suddenly tightened.
Most of his superb cultivation was cut off by Wu Ban, forcing this unknown person to retreat step by step!
There were several bloody marks on Yao Li's chest. Even though he was the Barbarian King, he felt an unprecedented sense of life-threatening danger at this moment.
If he continued to hold on... he might be killed by a young man in this small corner!
With this thought, Yao Li no longer cared about his face. His bloodshot eyes narrowed, and his voice was filled with urgency:
"Your Highness—an ambush has been set at the bottom of Ganren Valley! Help me!"
The next moment, even more powerful magical light poured down from the sky, covering the entire canyon.
In the canyon, the thousand-man formation suddenly trembled. Almost instantly, more than half of the nearly a thousand formation masters' expressions suddenly changed, their pupils lost focus, and their consciousness was forcibly drawn away.
Wu Ban began to become unstable.
The flow of dragon energy became disordered and the earth veins began to vibrate.
Yao Li curled the corners of his lips, his bloodshot eyes were cold, his aura surged again, and the murderous aura around him rose to almost first-class aura.
Qin Shu's expression did not change, but he could clearly grasp Ren Xuan's condition. Ren Xuan was approaching his limit - the dragon energy here was being consumed rapidly.
In the communication array, Qin Shu shouted in a broken voice: "Ren Xuan, what are you holding on to? Lu Shian, open the array."
Lu Shian said concisely: "Give me thirty breaths."
Suddenly, Qin Shu was stunned. He whispered, "Ren Xuan, the dragon energy here is almost exhausted."
Ren Xuan said without hesitation: "Your Highness, the fate-telling letter! I don't know how to tell the fate in one direction, hurry up!"
He spoke very quickly: "The difference between our realms is too great. Once the dragon energy is exhausted, you will be immediately attacked by the fate note."
Qin Shu frowned: "How are you going to fight if it's broken?!"
Ren Xuan didn't waste time talking to him: "You must die with me!!"
Once the martial ban was broken, the Barbarian King was suddenly promoted to the first rank, and the gap in realm suddenly widened. He was really useless.
Ren Xuan only felt his blood and energy flowing back, his vision blurred, even with the power of the dragon vein, the breath in his body gradually began to become disordered.
He gritted his teeth and growled, "It's only thirty breaths! I can hold on! Your Highness, hurry up!!"
Ren Xuan forced himself to take a deep breath again, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, but he swallowed it back. Suddenly, the knife flashed.
Qin Shu's response was clear and neat: "It's only thirty breaths, we can hold on here. You'd better pray that your formation is not a fake one!"
The wind was howling and the valley was filled with murderous intent.
Qin Shu sighed softly, a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes. He felt a sense of absurdity for some reason. He was actually here to gamble his life with Ren Xuan in a formation that even he himself couldn't explain the origin of.
That's really not his style...
The next moment, a burst of light rose from the ground, responding to Qin Shu's sigh.
The light did not spread across the sky like when thousands of people formed the formation before, but was condensed like a sword, piercing straight into the sky.
The wind and clouds were shaking all around, and the dragons in the earth were roaring endlessly.
Yao Li felt his heart tighten - before he had time to think about it, in the next round of confrontation, he was beaten back dozens of steps by the opponent!
Gravel flew everywhere and the air surged like a tide.
Ren Xuan reacted.
He gasped and growled, "Your Highness, cut off the post. He's been affected. He can't beat me now."
Qin Shu cut off the life note without saying a word.
In an instant, the dragon energy surrounding Ren Xuan dissipated completely.
However, just as Ren Xuan said, his momentum was still as strong as ever, and his sword was as sharp as ever. He was still fighting against the Barbarian King, and his sword was even more powerful.
Qin Shu narrowed his eyes slowly, a cold glint flashing across them. Without dragon energy, how could Ren Xuan still maintain the Yuanhua Wu realm?
But at this moment, Yao Li suddenly felt empty inside his body.
He could clearly sense that the Qi in his body was being lost at an unstoppable rate.
From super-grade, it fell to first-grade. And from first-grade, it fell to third-grade.
It was as if he had been abruptly removed from the track of "should exist" by this world.
A wave of astonishment suddenly surged up from the bottom of my heart.
Yao Li had originally scoffed at the rumor about the formation that could restrain him, thinking it was just a lie to deceive himself.
But now, the energy is flowing away like a broken dam, and the realm is collapsing step by step.
Yao Li finally realized that the formation was not imaginary, but real!
In panic, Yao Li asked for help again.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the gray-robed Yanshi had received two consecutive distress signals from Yao Li.
The veins on the young man's forehead throbbed slightly, and he was secretly confused: What kind of teammate is this?!
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