The burly masked man saw that the monk who had just defeated him with a punch actually retreated and was replaced by another person who was watching at the beginning.

This sudden change made the burly masked man's face change slightly. At this time, he no longer had any disdain for the two people in his heart. He was only deeply afraid and frightened.

Because the fighting power that the monk who seemed to be only in the late stage of the spirit realm had just burst out had completely frightened him.

Now he was replaced by this guy who was hard to see through from the beginning.

It is very likely that this person is more terrifying than the other one!

The intuition of wandering on the edge of life and death for many years made the burly masked man have such an idea, but he immediately roared, as if to dispel the uneasiness and fear in his heart!

Because he believed in his trump card, the Panshan battle formation.

The burly masked man firmly believed that even if he kicked the iron plate this time, he would definitely be able to turn the tables like in the past and laugh to the end.

Buzz!

The burly masked man stepped on the ground, and the area within ten feet around the three of them trembled. Several dense cracks spread out under his feet, as if a mountain fell from the sky, heavy and ruthless!

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, the burly masked man flashed, and the two people behind him exerted their strength at the same time, and the dazzling Yuanli light overflowed. The aura fluctuations of the three people seemed to be mixed into one at this moment.

Rumble!

Starting from a hundred feet in front of Zhai Qing, a mountain seemed to rise from the ground, bringing with it an incomparable force to roll over and suppress him, vowing to crush him into meat paste!

Looking at the Panshan battle formation formed by the burly masked man and the three men, Zhai Qing showed a hint of admiration in his eyes, but his gentle voice sounded softly, spreading in all directions.

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"Panshan Battle Formation, a level three combined attack battle formation, can be practiced by two people, but it is best practiced by three people. It integrates the heavy and rock-hard momentum of the mountain to overwhelm people, with rolling power and ruthless suppression. It is also very good in the level three battle formation."

"Practice to the highest depth, and you can even transform into three hundred-foot peaks at the same time, with the momentum of pulling the sky to suppress, and the power is surging and irresistible. The three of you have practiced this battle formation for many years and have a good tacit understanding. Although your talent is limited, you have also practiced this Panshan Battle Formation to the extent that it can transform into two mountains. It is indeed precious."

This warm and clear voice should be covered by the huge fluctuations caused by the burly masked man who was rolling and killing, but for some reason, it echoed in the ears of the three people very clearly!

At the moment of hearing these words, the burly masked man's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and the emotions of disbelief and fear emerged again in a pair of ferocious eyes, and his head was buzzing!

"This... How is this possible! How can he know this Panshan battle formation so clearly? He even guessed the level of our practice so accurately! We have only transformed the first mountain! Impossible!"

Looking at the extremely thin and tall figure again, the burly masked man felt a deep chill in his heart.

Before they even started fighting, his trump card was revealed by the other party!

This kind of thing completely overturned the burly masked man's cognition. Could it be that the other party was like a ghost?

The fear in his heart was getting deeper and deeper, but the burly masked man's pace was getting faster and faster. The last part of the Yuanli originally hidden in his body burst out at this moment and merged into the Panshan battle formation. He no longer had any reservations.

Or rather, he didn't dare to have any reservations!

The cultivation fluctuations of the person opposite him were completely invisible. He seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog. It seemed that there was a beast lurking in the depths of the fog, which could eat him in one bite!

"This man is very strange! Go all out! Don't hold back!"

The burly masked man shouted, and then the battle formation formed by the three people changed again. Next to the original shadow of a mountain, a second mountain appeared again!

The shadows of the two mountains appeared together, and terrible power spread out. The three people stepped on the ground, and each step formed a pit. The heavy power was evident.

"Get up! Suppress with two peaks! Die!"

The burly masked man shouted, and then the three people jumped high. The shadows of the two mountains formed by the void shook and pressed towards the position where Zhai Qing was standing!

The surrounding space seemed to be filled with a heavy and ruthless wave. Zhai Qing's martial robe fluttered and his hair flew, but he just raised his head slightly, and then his right hand flashed with light, and the Blood Soul Spear appeared, which he held casually in his hand.

At the same time, Zhai Qing's voice once again echoed in the ears of the burly masked man.

"You found a flaw in the Panshan battle formation, and successfully covered it up through hard work. Unfortunately, there are three flaws in the Panshan battle formation, and you didn't find the remaining two. These two flaws are fatal, and they are also the cause of your death today."

As soon as these words came out, the burly masked man's face changed drastically!

The Blood Soul Spear, which Zhai Qing casually held in his hand, suddenly burst out a three-foot spear light, and the tip of the spear flashed with cold light. Then, it crossed an extremely strange angle and stabbed at a certain point between the two mountain phantoms that were suppressing it!

Snap!

After the spear was stabbed out, a sound like a mountain collapsing was immediately heard, and in the frightened eyes of the burly masked men and the other two, the two mountain phantoms that they had transformed into actually began to have countless cracks, and began to tremble and become disordered!

Swish!

The Blood Soul Spear in Zhai Qing's hand crossed a second extremely strange angle and stabbed into the two mountain phantoms for the second time!

Boom!

This time, there was no more clicking sound, but a roar like a mountain collapsing and breaking apart!

The faces of the three burly masked men were pale at this moment, and there was incomparable despair and fear in their eyes!

"How could this happen... How could this happen..."

The Panshan battle formation, which they regarded as their life-saving trump card and allowed them to successfully turn the tables and kill their opponents time and time again, was completely disintegrated by just two shots!

There were actually three flaws in the battle formation!

It was as if the Panshan battle formation had no secrets at all in the eyes of the person opposite.

"Don't kill me! Spare my life! Spare my life... Ah!"

The burly masked man only had time to shout out the first half of the sentence, and then he let out a miserable howl, and the two people behind him didn't even have time to beg for mercy before they lost their breath!

Because at this moment, the eight-foot-long Tyrant Blood Soul Spear had already stabbed into the chest of the burly masked man and stabbed out from the back of the third person!

Two shots destroyed the Panshan battle formation!

One shot pierced three people!

Zhai Qing fired only three shots in total, and easily killed the three burly masked men.

On the side, Ye Wuque, who was watching quietly, had three mountain phantoms in his head, which were the Panshan battle formation.

At this moment, three light spots appeared in each of the three parts of the mountain phantom, one of which was the first flaw that was previously covered up by the burly masked man, and the remaining two were exactly the places where Zhai Qing had stabbed with the Tyrant Blood Soul Gun.

After the phantom of the Panshan battle formation in his mind dissipated, Ye Wuque looked at Zhai Qing with a hint of admiration.

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