Chapter 288 Siege, control the rhythm of the battle! [1/4
Chapter 288 Encirclement and killing, control the rhythm of the battle! [1/4, please subscribe]
Author: Fei Le
Chapter 288 Encirclement and killing, control the rhythm of the battle! [14, please subscribe]
In fact, it starts from the moment you step into Sanxiufang Street.
Wei Han had already noticed something was wrong.
Since he had been busy killing weirdos to gain merit tonight, he didn't pay much attention to the situation here. He took the time to contact the gold-eating ants secretly placed everywhere to keep an eye on them, 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 hiding in the surrounding wine shops and streets and alleys.
At this time, if Wei Hanruo didn't know what was going on, he was really a stupid pig, so he spoke rudely to Duan Tianhe, even a little sarcastically.
"Hahaha!" Luo Tianxiong led the people out of the yard and said with a calm smile: "I have known that fellow Taoist Dian is quite capable, but I didn't expect that his sense of touch is so sharp. I really admire him!"
"Fellow Daoist Dian, I'm sorry!" Duan Tianhe looked embarrassed and realized that his little thoughts had been exposed in front of others, so he simply stopped hiding it.
Although the two were neighbors and drinking buddies, they had been drinking and drinking together all night, and they had even helped each other. It can be said that they had a pretty good friendship.
But now the ways are different and they don’t agree with each other!
Maybe it was Luo Tianxiong's coercion or inducement, or maybe it was other reasons.
In the end, Duan Tianhe chose to stand on the opposite side of Wei Han. The pleasantries he just exchanged were actually just to paralyze him.
"Haha!" Wei Han did not get angry, and even allowed the people brought by Luo Tianxiong to surround the street and witness with his own eyes that they had set up a large formation.
"How courageous. You still don't change your expression at this time. There is an extraordinary person in our Sanxiufang Street." Luo Tianxiong clapped his hands with a smile and asked: "Luo just wants to ask now, my three
A brother died in the hands of a Taoist friend? I hope you can give me accurate information!"
"That's right!" Wei Han shrugged and admitted: "Three people did break into my mansion a few days ago, and they suffered some crimes before they died. I'm really sorry!"
"Hehehe!"
Luo Tianxiong's eyes instantly turned gloomy.
He narrowed his eyes and exuded a terrifying murderous intent.
Like an angry lion, eager to pounce immediately.
"Okay, very good!" Luo Tianxiong said with a ferocious smile: "I don't care what your identity or strength is. Today, I asked fellow Taoist to die here to fulfill my brotherhood. In addition, don't blame Fellow Daoist Duan, he is also
You are just forced by me, please go on your way now!"
"Let's go on the road? Let's talk about it if you have the ability!"
Wei Han laughed dumbly and didn't care at all about the other party's harsh words.
It’s still unclear who will send whom on the road. With just a few people, do you really think that setting up a big formation can keep him? It’s really ridiculous!
"kill!"
Luo Tianxiong was too lazy to talk nonsense and raised his hand and waved violently.
The huge formation deployed on Fangshi Street came into operation in an instant.
It is not a sword formation, nor an attack formation, but a first-level advanced siege formation - the Water-Wood Entrapment Dragon Formation.
There should be a formation master under Luo Tianxiong.
This formation was cleverly arranged, forming a huge cage that tightly trapped the world. The huge movement frightened the casual cultivators on the street into panic!
Lu Yan also noticed the movement and realized something was wrong!
He walked out of the small courtyard in shock and lined up with Wei Han. He roughly knew what happened with a glance, and couldn't help but said angrily: "Damn bitch, how dare Duan Tianhe sell us?"
"Fellow Daoist Lu, I'm sorry. I'll pay you two what I owe you in my next life!" Duan Tianhe's face turned cold and he stopped talking nonsense. He gritted his teeth and launched an attack on the two of them.
"Boohoo!"
In the large formation, more than a hundred casual cultivators used flying swords to strangle them in an overwhelming manner. The dense sword light was so frightening that Lu Yan could not help but feel his scalp numb.
"retreat!"
Wei Han raised his hand and threw Lu Yan back to his yard.
Then he waved his hand and released seven mid-level first-order flying rainbow swords. They appeared neatly behind him, splitting into thousands of sword lights in an instant, and the next moment they rushed towards the surrounding flying swords.
"Ding ding ding!"
Thousands of sword lights fought crazily in the formation.
Wei Han managed to fight hundreds of people with his sword without losing.
Although these people did not explode with full strength and their strength was not uniform, there were still more than a hundred people. Who would have thought that the disparity in numbers was so huge that they could not defeat Wei Han.
"This? How is this possible?" Duan Tianhe was stunned and stunned.
He always thought that this little brother was just an inconspicuous low-level monk. Who would have thought that the other party's strength would explode, and his spiritual energy would be as vigorous as a stormy sea, and it would be no worse than the ordinary ninth level of Qi training.
Moreover, this level of sword control is simply superb, comparable to a divine skill!
He immediately made everyone look as vulnerable as ants.
How could Duan Tianhe accept this contrast? He felt inexplicably that he seemed to have made a wrong choice.
"Dacheng Level Spectral Shadow Swordsmanship, what is the origin of this guy named Dian? No, no, no, I'm afraid the name is all fake. What is he trying to do while hiding in Xishan City?"
"Haha, never mind, since you killed my brother, you have to be buried with him!"
"How can I allow others to snore on the side of the bed? If you don't provoke me, I don't want to become enemies with you, but you just don't know what to do!"
Luo Tianxiong murmured and sneered, raised his hand and used three ghost-headed swords!
These are three first-class magic weapons. They are extremely fast. They carry dense black smoke and blast away hundreds of sword lights. The next moment, they rush towards Wei Han crazily and kill him.
"Ah!"
Wei Han sneered disdainfully and pointed casually.
The light-splitting shadow sword condensed into a sword-light horned dragon, which easily surrounded him and blocked all attacks. No matter how hard Luo Tianxiong tried, he could not even get close to him.
This is the first level of peak swordsmanship!
Even many Immortal Sect disciples have no chance to practice the inheritance of treasures.
These casual cultivators who only have a superficial inheritance are not comparable, so even if one is against a hundred, Wei Han will not fall behind at all. This is the gap between the large disciples and the casual cultivators.
"What is your identity?" Luo Tianxiong probed with twinkling eyes: "You might as well reveal a few things, maybe there is room for relaxation today."
"Calm down your uncle, you will die for me!" Wei Han laughed ferociously, rushed into the crowd and started killing everyone.
"Puff puff!"
The fierce sword light instantly broke through the defensive magic weapons of more than a dozen people.
The slashes across their bodies were so fast and hard that these people were cut into seventy or eighty pieces and fell into a pool of blood without even being able to scream.
"Death, death, death!"
The more Wei Han killed, the higher he got.
He smiled maniacally and while controlling the flying sword to attack and kill, he shuttled through the crowd as fast as a ghost, launching idle attacks on the panicked people from time to time.
The rhythm of combat must always be in your own hands!
Fellow practitioner Wei Han Xianwu will naturally not sit still and wait for death.
He wore seven layers of elephant armor, his fists were like cannonballs, and his millions of kilograms of force shattered shield-shaped magic weapons one after another.
Once a monk below the ninth level of qi training is approached by him, he will be as fragile as a chicken. The defensive shield can be destroyed with one punch, and his brains will be knocked out in the next moment!
"Bang bang bang!"
A series of bombardment sounds stirred up the entire formation into chaos.
In just a few breaths, more than ten people were killed on the spot by Wei Han. This cruel and demon-like method frightened everyone present.