Chapter 1388: Heavenly Dragon Formation! The Ultimate Killing Formation!

The three looked solemn and looked at Epan Peak.

"Gu Zhancheng, you really dared to do that on Epan Peak..." Su Huan couldn't believe it, "Isn't this the crime of killing a fellow disciple?"

"Gu Lin, the elder of Epan Peak, has a violent temper, is arrogant, and has always been at odds with my master." Ma Fu's face was extremely gloomy, "According to what you said, my junior brother has dealt with people from the Sima family, including Gu Zhancheng's true disciples. If my guess is correct, the people of Epan Peak will kill first and then report!"

"Luo Feng is in danger now!" Ye Jianing looked solemn and anxious at the same time, "Senior Brother Ma, you must find Elder Ding as soon as possible. Only he can save Luo Feng now."

"I will wait outside the Purple God Palace and find a way to send a message to my master." Ma Fu left quickly without looking back.

Su Huan and Ye Jianing looked at each other.

Helpless.

Although they are disciples of Shuangzi Peak, they are not disciples of the elders. They are new to the sect. Even if they go back to Shuangzi Peak to ask for help, no one will offend the elders of Epan Peak because of a Zuilong Peak disciple.

"I hope Luo Feng is fine." Su Huan stared at Epan Peak.

Epan Peak is on a hill nearly 200 meters away from the foot of the mountain.

Swish!

Sword light, blood light!

The bloody god of war, holding the Jiuli Holy Sword in his hand, performed the Holy Sword Technique, and the sword light of ten thousand feet swept across the sky, and another strong man from Epan Peak fell.

Luo Feng was shaky, his face was pale, and he looked like he was about to run out of strength, but his eyes were so resolute that he was like a wounded wild beast. Even if he looked like he was about to fall, no one dared to approach him easily, because before he fell, his counterattack would be even more terrifying.

"Luo thief, why bother to struggle in vain?" In the distance, Sima Jinzun shouted coldly, with a wild laugh on his face.

Gu Zhancheng also appeared.

His right arm was seriously injured, but fortunately, he applied the magic medicine in time.

Gu Zhancheng's desire to kill Luo Feng became stronger. Seeing Luo Feng surrounded on the hill, Gu Zhancheng's face was gloomy and cold. A mere boy actually turned Empan Peak upside down. He was simply being laughed at by others. "Arrow formation, kill!"

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

From all directions,

Epan Peak disciples appeared, with cold faces, bending their bows and shooting arrows.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Arrows were flying all over the sky, dense and impenetrable, shooting towards Luo Feng.

Luo Feng flipped his hand, and a formation flag appeared. In an instant, the formation appeared around Luo Feng. Luo Feng's figure appeared and disappeared, changing his position. Arrows were flying all over the sky, but were blocked by the formation.

"I have heard that Luo Feng is a genius in formation, so he was favored by Elder Ding." A strong man from Empan Peak exclaimed.

Gu Zhancheng's face became more gloomy, and his eyes narrowed. "How many tricks do you have? Just use them." Gu Zhancheng held a round plate in his left hand, with patterns flashing on it. It was a high-grade patterned weapon. He strode forward. He didn't want to wait any longer. "Everyone, follow me and kill the sinner Luo Feng together."

Swoosh! Whoosh!

From all directions, strong men surrounded him, and murderous intent was everywhere.

"I wanted to give you a decent death, but you insisted on struggling." Gu Zhancheng's left arm glowed, and fierce murderous intent flashed on the round plate.

Boom!

Several strong men attacked together, and the formation around Luo Feng was directly broken.

Flying back.

Chasing relentlessly!

"There will be no way for you to survive in heaven or on earth." Chen Luan also rushed forward. He was the most outstanding disciple of Gu Zhancheng. He broke seven shackles. With his own strength, he naturally did not dare to rush forward, but with the help of many strong men, Chen Luan was also bold and aggressive, shouting and rushing forward.

With a bang, Luo Feng's body hit a tree.

It looked like the battle was about to end.

Sima Jinzun was still standing far away, not daring to approach easily.

Luo Feng glanced at Sima Jinzun from a distance. The situation was already precarious, and he could not wait any longer.

"Who in heaven and earth will survive?" Luo Feng's toes suddenly tapped, and his body jumped up.

"Kill him!" The disk in Gu Zhancheng's hand burst into light, and energy flew out.

At this moment, Luo Feng's eyes were extremely cold, overlooking the bottom...

Gu Zhancheng!

Chen Luan!

And those strong men from Empan Peak who were chasing relentlessly and rushing to the front.

"Today, even if I, Luo Feng, can't leave Empan Peak, you will be buried with me." Luo Feng waved his hand, and another formation flag fell one by one.

"You are so shameless." Chen Luan sneered directly, "Your formation can be easily broken."

But the next moment, everyone was silent.

The whole body trembled subconsciously.

Heaven and earth!

Everyone looked up in horror, and they felt that the world had changed.

The whole sky was filled with an extremely oppressive atmosphere, as if it was the dead silence before the storm. Then, there was an invisible sound of war drums, directly tearing their souls...

Luo Feng held the knife in the air, and the killing intent descended.

Tianlong Formation!

The terrible killing formation in the seventh-level formation.

Even if it was just a smaller version, the real Tianlong Formation could strangle thousands of troops.

Luo Feng now controlled the smaller version of the Tianlong Formation just to kill the dozen people in front of him.

What does the seventh-level formation mean?

The strongest formation master in the world is the eighth level.

This is close to the peak!

Luo Feng's own formation attainments were not enough to arrange the Tianlong Formation, let alone engrave the Tianlong Formation flag, which was the life-saving formation flag given to Luo Feng by Master Yan San.

At this moment, Luo Feng could not hold back.

The Tianlong Formation appeared, and the murderous aura permeated the sky.

Puff!

The Jiuli Holy Sword in Luo Feng's hand fell and cut off a head.

At this moment, the Nine Li Holy Sword drank blood, and a ray of light flowed through it, which looked extremely strange.

Kill!

The strong men trapped in the Tianlong Formation were oppressed by various heaven and earth environments, their consciousness made wrong judgments, and their actions were blocked. They could not find where Luo Feng was at all, but the Nine Li Holy Sword in Luo Feng's hand was harvesting their lives.

"Pervert, this is a pervert." Sima Jinzun retreated frantically, glad that he did not rush up just now. At the same time, Sima Jinzun reminded the surrounding Epanfeng disciples that they must inform Elder Gulin of what happened here as soon as possible.

Many people's faces turned pale.

"No!" Chen Luan found a blade, which drew a beautiful trace, but chopped towards his neck...

Chen Luan stared with his eyes wide open, and his head was chopped off.

"Gu Zhancheng!" Luo Feng's voice was like a nightmare, echoing in Gu Zhancheng's ears.

Gu Zhancheng's right arm was injured, and his strength was greatly reduced. At this moment, he relied on the disc-patterned soldier on his left arm to shine and protect himself.

Although Gu Zhancheng's heart also showed panic, after using the disc-patterned soldier to block Luo Feng's attack several times, Gu Zhancheng was slightly relieved and grinned, "Can you do anything to me?"

Luo Feng tightly grasped the Jiuli Holy Sword in his hand, his eyes were fearless, and he moved forward without hesitation. The energy in his hand flowed along the palm of his hand into the Jiuli Holy Sword. From the beginning of the battle, the Jiuli Holy Sword had been flowing with strange light from time to time.

Luo Feng felt that the Jiuli Holy Sword was undergoing some changes...