Chapter 1250 Lue Array

"Is he Zhuo Bufan?"

"The number one martial arts master in the Dragon Kingdom."

"It must be him, I've seen his video."

"Zhuo Bufan has appeared, he is not dead!"

"It even came to the gate of Qingxuanzong!"

Seeing Zhuo Bufan revealing his true face, many people gasped one after another.

Regarding the fact that Qingxuanzong wanted to kill Zhuo Bufan, it is not a secret in the martial arts world. Qingxuanzong posted a post on the martial arts forum a month ago, talking about this matter, but Zhuo Bufan was still practicing in the prison tower at that time, so he never appeared , At that time, it caused quite a stir and discussion.

Chen Yang opened his eyes wide, "It's really Zhuo Bufan. I didn't expect us to be with the number one martial arts master along the way?"

Chen Hui and Cao Hu's faces were even more pale. Along the way, the two of them often secretly mocked the latter, but with Zhuo Bufan's strength, it is presumed that all the discussions between the two had fallen into his ears.

Tu Yiliang and Weng Hui's faces were even more pale, and their backs were already soaked in cold sweat. If they had just attacked Chen Yang in the mountains and forests, Zhuo Bufan would definitely make a move. Escape from Zhuo Bufan.

"Don't provoke Chen Yang, who knows what kind of relationship he has with Zhuo Bufan!" Tu Yiliang told himself secretly.

And at this time.

In the sky.

The white-haired elder and the disciple saw Zhuo Bufan revealing his true face, their eyes widened immediately.

"Zhuo Bufan, you still dare to show up..." The elder turned pale with shock and shouted sharply.

"The disciples of Qingxuanzong listen to the order and kill this son!"

The majestic voice spread throughout the Qingxuanzong, and streams of light suddenly leaped from the ground into the midair, and hundreds of Qingxuanzong disciples were suspended in midair.

"Sweeping array!"

The elder shouted softly.

One hundred and eight disciples immediately pulled out their swords, which turned into streams of light, surrounding Zhuo Bufan, and the swords in their hands emitted bursts of cold light.

One hundred and eight disciples stood up or down in a peculiar shape of the formation, and a wave of aura rippled faintly. The one hundred and eight disciples were as solid as gold, forming a special sword base, and the center of the formation was It is extraordinary.

At this time, another old man also dressed in white, with white head and white hair, flew into the air, the two old men looked at each other, and then they turned their heads, staring at Zhuo Bufan coldly.

"Everyone, step back, so as not to hurt the innocent." Zhuo Bufan said to the group of people standing in the corner with a calm expression.

The worst of those people was the strength of the peak of Anjin, and the highest was the peak of the master. Hearing his words, they immediately retreated hundreds of meters.

...

On a mountain about ten kilometers away from Qingxuanzong sect.

"Cultivation is about comprehension. If you can comprehend deeper laws of heaven and attributes, then the power of the spells displayed will be relatively improved."

"In the world of comprehension, there are not a few geniuses who use the strength of the congenital stage to overwhelm the strength of the condensed core stage, and there are even geniuses who are amazingly talented. When the cultivation base is in the congenital stage, they can surpass the existence of the Jindan stage. You Understand?"

A middle-aged man with a majestic expression said slowly.

"Disciple understands, I will definitely practice hard and strive to enter Xuanjiezong." Another young man sitting cross-legged on the mountain nodded seriously.

The mountain peak is shrouded in mist, which looks like a fairyland.

At this time, in the distance, a white light flashed past, and it appeared a hundred meters away from the mountain in an instant. There was a flying sword at the foot of the visitor, and he was wearing a black suit.

"Sect Master." The visitor bent down and called out respectfully.

Sect Master Qingxuan turned his head, frowned slightly and said, "What is it?"

If there is no major event, except for the two elders, as well as him and his most beloved disciple who can practice here, the rest of the disciples are not allowed to approach the mountain.

"Zhuo Bufan has come to Qingxuanzong!" the disciple said.

Sect Master Qingxuan's eyes were like lightning, and the void in front of him faintly shone with golden lightning, making crackling sounds.

"I haven't looked for him yet, but he dared to come to my Qingxuanzong. Today is the day of his death." The Qingxuanzong master looked sharp, and suddenly his figure was blurred, and he had disappeared on the mountain peak.

...

In the sky above Qingxuanzong, Zhuo Bufan was trapped by the sword array. The cultivation bases of the two elders at the early stage of the Xiantian realm, and the lowest cultivation bases of the 108 disciples were also at the foundation establishment stage.

"kill!"

The two elders shouted sharply at the same time.

Immediately, the sword array was activated.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Hundreds of swords turned into nimble fishes, transformed into streaks of streamers, strangling with Zhuo Bufan as sharp as lightning.

"Condensation!"

Zhuo Bufan quickly condensed the seal with both hands, bang, a golden light flashed across his body, and a huge circular barrier at 360 degrees surrounded him without any dead ends. The barrier blocked the outside, making a buzzing sound.

Every disciple of the Qingxuan sect urged their mana at the same time, holding their two fingers together to control the sword.

"break!"

The circular aura shield exploded, and the disintegrated power suddenly bounced the swords 'condensed' on it backwards, turning them into streamers of light, stabbing at their 'master'.

"Be careful." A white-haired elder shouted loudly.

The weaker disciples in the foundation building period were directly pierced by the sword, like a kite with a broken string falling from the sky.

The figure of the slightly stronger disciple flickered, and his body was almost brushed by the sword, leaving a bloodstain.

The sword array was directly broken by Zhuo Bufan.

"Soul Flag!"

Zhuo Bufan opened the interspatial ring, and seven flags about the size of a palm appeared in an instant, centered on his body, circling around his body, slowly rotating.

Each flag is engraved with weird French words, and there is a faint black mist around the flag, and each flag has a black 'rope' intertwined with each other to form a circle shape.

"Array!"

Accompanied by Zhuo Bufan's mana, the seven flags flew high into the sky, continuously zoomed in, and finally each flag became 100 meters high and 30 meters wide, spreading out towards seven different ones, covering the entire Qingxuanzong in it.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

The moment the seven flags fell, there was a sound like metal colliding, which resounded throughout Qingxuanzong.

Moreover, the black mist permeating the seven flags became more intense and raging, and each flag was connected with each other by black mist, like a chain of darkness, binding the entire Qingxuanzong within it.

"Silk!"

"Cruel!"

The mist above the seven flags sometimes turned into ghost heads, and sometimes collapsed into a cloud of black mist, and there were all kinds of weird and strange sounds, which made everyone's hairs stand on end, and there was a faint trembling from the soul.

These seven soul flags are exactly the treasures that Zhuo Bufan obtained in the prison tower. Each flag is equivalent to a first-grade spirit weapon, and the combination is equivalent to the power of a seventh-grade spirit weapon.

It's just that Zhuo Bufan didn't understand the secret method of controlling the flags, otherwise, he could unleash the greater power of the seven soul flags. However, these seven flags can at least trap disciples at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage from escaping.