Chapter 478 I gave you a chance, but unfortunately you don't cherish it!
A dull collision suddenly resounded through the hall.
Before the few people in the hall could see the rushing figure clearly, they saw Xu Datong, who was originally so powerful, running back as if he had been hit hard. With a roar, he smashed tables and chairs, fell to the wall, and fainted.
Dead in the past.
"What?"
"What's going on?"
Seeing this scene, Jiang Zikuan and Ji Chaoyang's pupils shrank in unison, and they were instantly stunned.
Although Xu Datong has a fiery personality and acts recklessly, his martial arts talent is not bad.
If the training time had not been shorter, I am afraid that he would have surpassed the two of them, and even condensed Xudan and entered the martial arts.
But even so, Xu Datong is also a genuine peak warrior in the Tianchong realm!
However, at this moment, he was actually punched away by someone?
It was like seeing a ghost!
At this moment, the two of them looked at me and I looked at you. They both saw a hint of shock in each other's eyes, but they couldn't help but look towards the figure that had just appeared.
This was a stooped old man, wrapped in a black hooded gown. His face was covered in wrinkles and shriveled like bitter tree bark. It looked as if half of his old body had been buried in the ground.
But it was such an old man who gave the two of them a strong sense of terror at this moment, making them both smell the strong aura of death.
It was as if the old man in front of him could easily crush them to death!
"So strong!"
Ye Qingtian's heart was beating wildly and he was amazed.
Although he is only at the early stage of Tian Chong Realm, he can rely on his accumulation in his early years to be able to fight against warriors in the late stage of Tian Chong Realm.
Even when facing Jiang Zikuan, the three peak warriors of Tianchong Realm, he was not afraid at all.
But at this moment, he actually felt terror from the old man in front of him, and felt the oppression as thick as a mountain.
Obviously, this old man is more powerful than Jiang Zikuan and the other three combined; at least, he has half-step martial arts cultivation.
But Half-Step Martial Arts, even in the imperial capital, is at the top of the list. Why does it appear here?
Moreover, it seems that he still obeys Ye Wushuang?
"Master!"
"Master!"
At this moment, Lin Ruo'er and Nangong Qianrou also walked in and stood respectfully on both sides of Ye Wushuang.
Seeing the two women, Ye Qingtian was stunned again.
It was not because of the appearance of Lin Ruo'er and Nangong Qianrou, but because of the aura emanating from the two women that they were completely shocked.
Both of them looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, in their prime years; but the auras exuding from their bodies were stronger than the other.
Especially Lin Ruo'er, who actually made Ye Qingtian feel a strong sense of oppression, and was obviously much stronger than him.
No wonder, just now Ye Wushuang looked like he didn't take Jiang Zikuan and the others seriously at all!
Ye Qingtian reacted at this moment and felt relieved immediately, but when he looked at Ye Wushuang, his eyes showed a strange look.
After not seeing each other for half a year, his third son seems to be stronger than he imagined?
Ye Wushuang naturally didn't know what his father was thinking. At this moment, he glanced at Jiang Zikuan and Jiang Zikuan with cold eyes, and said with a smile: "Now, do you still want to make the Ye family irreversible?"
"Hmph, no wonder you are so arrogant, it turns out you hired help!"
Jiang Zikuan suppressed the panic in his heart at this moment and pretended to be calm: "But do you think that you can save the Ye family by doing this?"
"That's too small of us three brothers!"
Having said this, Jiang Zikuan's face darkened, he winked at the old Taoist priest Ji Chaoyang beside him, and said: "Taoist Master Ji, I'm sorry to have you."
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
The old Taoist priest Ji Chaoyang said a Taoist slogan, stepped out immediately, waved the whisk in his hand directly towards the void, and chanted: "Get up!"
Buzz...
In an instant, spiritual seals emerged one after another and condensed quickly, covering the entire hall in an instant.
"Array Master?"
Seeing this scene, Ye Qingtian's pupils shrank and his expression changed slightly.
"Exactly!"
Jiang Zikuan's face showed a proud look, and he said proudly: "Ye Qingtian, although your son has invited helpers, it is a bit wishful thinking to save your Ye family with just half a step of martial arts!"
The strength shown by Old Chen Tou, who was at least half a martial artist, really made him fearful.
But these three brothers have dominated the world for decades, how can they not have some means to save their lives?
And the old Taoist priest Ji Chaoyang is their support!
In addition to being a powerful Tianchong realm peak warrior, Ji Chaoyang also has another identity, that is, an formation master.
Moreover, he is also a ninth-grade formation master who is good at setting up prison formations!
The formations are complex and extremely difficult to understand; among them, they are mainly divided into two categories: trapping the enemy and killing the enemy.
The killing formation used as the main attack is the most profound, and even if you understand it thoroughly, it is often difficult to execute; while the formation used to trap the enemy is relatively simple, and can be arranged as long as you understand it.
It is precisely for this reason that many ninth-grade formation masters mainly study prison formations.
This does not mean that the imprisoning formation is weak. On the contrary, the imprisoning formation is often more helpful to warriors in battles.
After all, although the Killing Formation is powerful and can kill the enemy, it is not always accurate. Many warriors who practice body skills and are extremely fast can easily avoid the Killing Formation attack and escape from the Formation.
The prison formation is different. Once you enter the formation, everything can be imprisoned. Although it cannot kill the enemy, it is undoubtedly the best for trapping powerful enemies and allowing them to escape.
Now, Ji Chaoyang only needs to set up a prison formation to imprison Old Chentou so that he cannot support him; then with his cultivation at the peak of Tianchong Realm, it is naturally more than enough to directly obliterate Ye Qingtian and others.
When Ye Wushuang and others die, how can the half-step warrior in front of them continue to fight with them?
Thinking of this, Jiang Zikuan seemed to see the dawn of victory, and the smile on his face became a little thicker. He looked at Ye Qingtian and said sarcastically: "Chief Ye, I gave you a chance, but it's a pity that you don't cherish it."
"It's okay now. Not only are you going to die, your son is going to die, your entire Ye family is going to die too. And this is entirely your fault!"
After the words fell, Jiang Zikuan was too lazy to talk nonsense and shouted directly: "Taoist Master Ji, take action!"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
Ji Chaoyang recited the Taoist slogan again, but suddenly waved the whisk in his hand towards Old Chen's head: "Prisoner!"
Buzz...
In the void, the continuously flashing and condensed spiritual seals suddenly turned into streams of light. They entangled with each other and quickly formed a formation, falling from the sky and directly imprisoning Old Chen Tou.
Level one spirit prisoner formation, completed!
Seeing this scene, Jiang Zikuan did not hesitate. He looked into the air with his right hand, and a spear appeared out of thin air. It exuded a heart-stopping killing intent and went straight towards Ye Wushuang.
The first-level Spirit Imprisonment Formation is enough to imprison any martial artist in the four realms including the Tianchong realm.
Although the old man in front of him most likely has half-step martial arts cultivation, it would take at least a quarter of an hour to break the formation.
And this period of time is the key to his victory!
"Die!"
Jiang Zikuan laughed ferociously, and with the spear in his hand, he directly cut through the void and killed Ye Wushuang.
Seeing this scene, Ye Qingtian's heart that had just been put down was lifted again, his expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to rush out.
But a beautiful figure was faster than him.
bass...
The dragon scale sword suddenly came out of its sheath, Lin Ruoer's pretty face was filled with frost, and she slashed out with the sword.
Clang...
Guns and swords clashed, and countless sparks shot out.
An unparalleled force instantly penetrated Jiang Zikuan's body through the spear and crashed everywhere.
"puff!"
Jiang Zikuan's face turned pale, he vomited blood and ran away instantly, his eyes almost bulged out, he looked at Lin Ruo'er in disbelief, and said in shock: "Oh my god, a peak warrior in the Tianchong realm?"
What?
As soon as these words came out, Ji Chaoyang and Gu Jing Wubo, who had just finished setting up the formation, had a look of surprise on their faces and looked at Lin Ruo'er in shock.
Is this female doll a peak warrior in the Tianchong realm?
boom...
At this moment, a deafening explosion suddenly came from the hall.
The two of them looked at it in horror, only to see that the first-level spirit prisoner formation they had just set up suddenly shattered at this moment.
Countless spiritual seals turned into fluorescent lights that filled the sky and scattered everywhere.
Old Chen's head walked out intact, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised on his old face covered by his hood, disdainfully saying: "Just a first-level formation, they want to imprison me; but they don't want to let me, an old man, go."
Do you see it in your eyes?"
[The author has something to say]
I've been busy with a lot of things recently and I haven't been able to update it, so I may not be able to update it in a short period of time. I'm very sorry to disappoint the bosses.
If you really feel impatient to wait, bosses can read other books first and wait until the Sword Emperor has fattened up before reading again; don’t panic, work slowly and carefully, and you won’t be afraid of being late for a good meal, right?
