Chapter 902
Zhuang Quan didn't want to confront him head-on, so he dodged left and right, avoiding all the sword energy.
Yang Qingxuan gradually calmed down after slashing swords in anger, and was shocked in his heart. This Zhuang Quan's strength is really different from before, and he has eaten up many people, and it is very likely that he is already at the peak of the heavenly position.
Another one who was extremely shocked was Lei Jun. However, Lei Jun has already confirmed that Zhuang Quan was possessed, but after possessing the body, he restored his body to its original state. Such supernatural powers and secret techniques are also unheard of.
"laugh!"
Another sword was struck out, accompanied by a large piece of lightning falling.
Zhuang Quan grabbed it with both hands, and the two light spheres flashed in his hands, and they merged into one, and then pulled apart in front of him, turning into a light shield.
"boom!"
Yu Ukiyo was on the light shield, and countless thunder and lightning fell on it, causing the light waves to float.
But all the sword energy and thunder light flowed into the light shield, disappearing invisible.
Yang Qingxuan shook his arm, only to feel that the light shield was as hard as iron, blocking the sword's momentum firmly, no matter how hard it was to penetrate.
Yang Qingxuan stared at Zhuang Quan, raised his left hand, Liuyang suddenly appeared in his palm, and the terrifying power of brilliance spread out.
Zhuang Quan's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice, "Stop making trouble, if the storm continues, the red water formation will be broken by the storm, and more people will die."
Yang Qingxuan sneered and said: "Anyway, you don't care about whether people are dead or not, so let them die, and then I will kill you. Anyway, your body is not in the trial ground. I would like to take a look, and a major relic was found here And other powers, and everyone died because of you, the expression of the Queen of the Night will definitely be wonderful."
He had already guessed Zhuang Quan's identity through Wu Ying's attitude, he must be a senior member of Yunxiu Palace, and most likely one of the envoys around the dark night.
Sure enough, a look of shock flashed in Zhuang Quan's eyes. If this was the case, not only would Yehou be furious, she would not let her go, and she might miss what she wanted.
He said angrily: "Don't go crazy, what do you want?"
Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "Why, did you admit it?"
Zhuang Quan was furious. As the left envoy of the dark night, he has always been aloof and controlled the life and death of everyone. When had he been threatened and humiliated like this?
His face turned blue with anger, but when he thought of all the possibilities in the ruins, and Yang Qingxuan's mysterious and unpredictable power, he suppressed the riotous murderous aura, and said coldly: "Yes, I admit it!"
The people around were all taken aback, but they soon showed a sudden look.
Yang Qingxuan's previous terrifying punch was beyond common sense and cognition. Although he himself said it was inexplicable, no one knew whether he would punch again.
Only then did Yang Qingxuan withdraw his palm and sword, and said coldly: "If you admit that you are cowardly, let me rush up to kill the enemy, don't be a master here!"
Zhuang Quan's face turned blue and white, and without saying a word, his figure flashed towards the red water array, ready to face the storm.
He made a move, and naturally the strong men in Yunxiu Palace did not dare to stay as uncles, so Zhao Mingyu and others hurriedly followed. They also had certain guesses about Zhuang Quan's identity.
Yang Qingxuan glanced at the rest of the people and said, "Where are you gentlemen?"
Lu Buan laughed a few times, and said: "It is right to help each other and fight against foreign enemies together." As he said, he waved his hand and led his men to kill the enemy.
Liu Yihuai laughed twice, and led the Yuchuan gang to follow.
Yuan Kui glanced at him, with a gloomy face, and walked towards the red water formation.
Yang Qingxuan turned his attention to the last person.
Lei Jun said coldly: "You want to order me?"
Yang Qingxuan said: "Then what do you mean, do you want to die?"
The eyes of the two faced each other, one pair was dark and cold, and the other pair was as deep as the sea, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely depressing.
"Cut!" Lei Jun turned around and walked towards the Red Water Formation, coldly said: "The revenge from last time will be reported next time. At that time, I will make your life worse than death, before kneeling in front of me and regretting and everything you've done now."
Yang Qingxuan said: "Masturbation is your right. If you are deprived of your right to lust, then you are too pitiful."
Lei Jun's body froze, and his shoulders trembled a few times, obviously extremely angry inside. But at this moment, Yang Qingxuan is in control of the overall situation and has a high prestige. If he rebels rashly, he may have to confess here.
After he figured it out, life was more important, Lei Jun pretended he didn't hear, and walked towards the red water array with a sullen face, venting his endless anger on those mummy corpses.
With the joining of many heavenly powerhouses, those mummies were immediately suppressed, and they exploded one by one, and quickly wiped out most of them.
Wu Ying said weakly and anxiously in the sky, "Everyone, be careful, I'm going to withdraw."
When everyone heard this, their faces changed slightly. They didn't care about chasing and killing the mummy, and hurried back.
The red water all over the sky turned pale, and disappeared in a few blinks.
As soon as Wu Ying collected the white conch, she flew down from the sky, her face pale.
Yang Qingxuan stepped forward and asked with concern: "Are you all right?"
Wu Ying shook her head slightly, and said: "It's just that it's exhausting, just adjust your breathing for a while." She took out a few red pills, stuffed them into her mouth one by one, and swallowed them, her complexion turned slightly rosy. Then he raised his head and looked at the storm ahead with a worried expression.
Yang Qingxuan said: "Take a rest, the storm is just a formation, there is nothing to worry about, it can be stopped easily with the strength of all of us."
Wu Ying let out a "huh", then stood on the spot, making a formula with both hands, and adjusted the breath.
The warriors around continued to narrow their circles and gather together.
The storm was very close at hand, and after continuous expansion, it was more than twice as big as before, covering the entire ten-mile radius.
At this time, many people also saw the twenty-five people in the center of the storm, all of whom looked at them with a calm expression and a sneer.
Zhao Mingyu said loudly: "Who has any defensive weapons? Put up a barrier and carry it together!"
Zhuang Quan frowned and said, "This formation of storms is constantly absorbing dust and spiritual energy, and there is a steady stream. If you use the enchantment to force them, I'm afraid it's in their hands. The way to crack it is to rush in and take the twenty-four The formation of people working together is broken."
Zhao Mingyu was surprised: "But this big formation...who can rush in?"
Zhuang Quan said: "Don't rush, wait for it to run over, as long as you carry it, it will naturally go in."
Everyone turned pale. The storm is still hundreds of feet away, and it has already swept the sky and the ground. The sand on the ground kept vibrating, and the skin hurt from the beating, and it was difficult to open the eyes. If they were swept in by such a storm, how many people would survive?
Seeing everyone's expressions, Zhuang Quan sneered and said, "That's why I said before that the benevolence of Yang Qingxuan's woman, if these dregs and Wuying's red water array can hit the storm, we will be sure to get in and take the twenty Five people killed."
"Don't blame others for your own scum. If anything can't be solved, there is only one reason, and that is not enough strength. You all back off, I will break this formation." Yang Qingxuan's voice sounded calmly.
Then he saw that slender figure passing through the crowd and walking towards the storm in awe-inspiring manner.
//The next chapter is around 1 o'clock.