Chapter 411

Chapter 411 One move to suppress

Three together?

Not only Murong Xiang, but everyone in the audience was stunned.

These are three of the sixth-level Wuzongjing, who are ranked in the top 30 of the guardian list. If you want to challenge the three of them, you must at least have the eighth-layer of Wuzongjing!

A mere existence at the peak of the Martial King Realm in Qinnan, no matter how defiant it is, it cannot be equivalent to the eighth level of Wu Zong Realm, right?

At this moment, everyone felt absurd and funny in their hearts, as if an ant was declaring war on a giant!

"Qin Nan!"

Fang Jian's expression changed greatly, and he was about to speak.

"Hahaha!" Murong Xiang let out a loud laugh at this moment, interrupting him completely, saying: "Qin Nan, this is what you said, so I will satisfy your request and ask the three of them to fight with you. Of course, if you can defeat the three of them, then you will naturally win this match!"

"kindness."

Qin Nan nodded expressionlessly, looked at the three monks, and a ray of fighting intent began to show on his body.

"watch out!"

The three cultivators had already communicated with Murong Xiang in private, but they did not expect that Qin Nan would dare to be so arrogant, and immediately shouted, his body was in the shape of "pin", and surrounded him.

The three of them, in the Qinglong Holy Land, have been ups and downs for many years, and they have cooperated countless times, so the three of them rushed out, which is a powerful formation, released.

The monks around were all surprised.

"Is this the Sanxuan Formation?"

"It is rumored that as soon as this formation comes out, the people in the formation will lose their way."

"It turns out that the three of them have prepared such a powerful killing move!"

"..."

Sanxuan Formation refers to the breath and cultivation of the three people. When they occupy every position, they resonate at the same time and operate the same set of mental methods, which can produce a three-way illusion and psychedelic everything.

Even an eighth-level powerhouse of the Wuzong Realm would not be able to display it if he did not have strong pupil skills and formation skills.

"Damn!"

Fang Jian's face was ashen.

Unleashing such a large formation to deal with Qin Nan seems to want to inflict heavy damage on Qin Nan!

Swish!

The three Xuan formations condensed and instantly enveloped Qin Nan's figure.

"Void!"

"Word!"

"kill!"

The three monks, occupying three sides, looked at each other, all formed the same handprint, each handprint burst out with a mysterious light, connected with each other, and gradually above the great formation, an ancient "word" was outlined. "The word, every stroke of this font has the historical charm of an ancient culture, as if it is heavy.

The monks around were all horrified.

"This is a killer move!"

"This kind of killer move is designed to deal with the eighth-level cultivator of the Wuzongjing!"

"Did they want to kill Qin Nan?"

"..."

They originally thought that these three cultivators just wanted to teach Qin Nan a lesson, but they didn't expect to resort to the terrifying killing move of the three of them combined.

"Bold!"

Fang Jian's complexion changed greatly, and he rose to the sky under the pressure of the Emperor Wu.

"Fangjian messenger, what do you mean? This is a duel, you can't interfere!"

Murong Xiang had a smile on his face, grabbed his hands, and the void condensed two huge golden whips, like double dragons, which transformed into countless phantoms, completely shrouding Fang Jian's figure.

"you!"

Fang Jian was furious at the moment.

A gloomy look flashed in Murong Xiang's eyes, and he said, "Fangjian messenger, don't worry, the three of them will definitely not make a killing move. The three of them will at most only severely wound Qin Nan. It's hard to be seriously injured-"

When Qin Nan said he wanted to challenge the three of them, Murong Xiang had a trick in his heart, letting the three of them take action and beat Qin Nan to a half-death. Even if someone is angry at that time, Murong Xiang can refuse to say that this Qin Nan is too arrogant, he took the initiative to challenge himself, and it has nothing to do with him.

It was for this reason that there was no pressure in his heart.

However, before Murong Xiang's word "free" was uttered, a terrifying aura suddenly surged up from the three circles.

The cultivators in the audience were all keenly aware, and all of them were stunned.

Especially the three cultivators who cast the Sanxuan Formation felt the most obvious, as if there was an immemorial beast that woke up in it.

"kill!"

The expressions of the three cultivators changed drastically, and without hesitation, they killed the false words, released them with all their strength, and suppressed them downwards.

boom!

At this moment, the terrifying thunderous fire in the Sanxuan formation, like the wrath of God, suddenly surged up, and the so-called Sanxuan formation was directly shaken into nothingness.

Whether it was Murong Xiang or the cultivators in the audience, they were all dumbfounded.

They never expected that such a powerful Sanxuan formation would be destroyed so easily.

At this moment, they only saw that in the center of the formation, Qin Nan raised his head, with black hair, dancing wildly without wind, and a cloak of more than ten meters condensed by thunder and fire, curling wildly in the air, making a whimper. Howling.

It seems that what they saw was not Qin Nan, but a god of furious thunder.

"break!"

Qin Nan let out a long whistle, covered in thunder and fire, roaring up, condensing the tips of his fists, and hitting the word "Yan"!

Boom!

Everyone only saw the ancient words, which shattered in an instant, and countless thunder and fire turned into a mad sea, impacting on the bodies of the three monks, and flying the three monks out.

Destruction is like destruction!

The so-called three monks who ranked in the top 30 of the Dharma Protector Ranking were defeated by Qin Nan, who had only the peak cultivation of the Martial King Realm!

At this moment, the entire Duanmu Peak training ground fell into a dead silence.

That Murong Xiang, Fang Jian, and the cultivators in the audience all widened their eyes with shock on their faces.

How is this going?

What the hell just happened?

How could Qin Nan defeat them in one move?

"call!"

Qin Nan let out a long sigh, as if he had exercised his muscles and bones after a long absence. The incomparably powerful thunder and fire all over his body became silent.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally won this game and made everyone laugh!"

Qin Nan folded his fists and glanced at the audience, his eyes finally fixed on Murong Xiang with a sincere expression.

Murong Xiang's breathing stopped for a moment.