Chapter 838: Tactical Coordination, Facing Yan Sheng's Phantom

Zhong Chang saw this and his face showed a solemn expression. He flashed and hid behind Ci Song and Bai Ye.

He knew that although he had touched the threshold of the transformation realm and could reduce some of Zhong Mei's talent, his own combat power was still far behind Ci Song and Bai Ye.

At this moment, only by relying on Ci Song and Bai Ye to hold Zhong Mei back, he could use the transformation character formula to continuously reduce Zhong Mei's talent and play his due role. "Thank you, both of you." Zhong Chang said in a deep voice.

"Senior Brother Zhong is too polite. The next frontal battle will be left to Senior Brother Bai and me." Ci Song said slowly.

"Zhong Chang, just use the transformation character formula as much as possible to reduce his combat power as much as possible." Bai Ye also spoke, his voice calm but full of determination.

"Okay!"

Zhong Chang nodded, flashed and found a safe place. He pinched his fingers and the talent in his body surged wildly. One by one, the word "Hua" floated out of his body, emitting a strange light.

These "Hua" characters surrounded Zhongsang, and as his magic formula changed, they turned into streams of light and attacked Zhong Mei. "Then let me see whether the visions of your two poems and the soul of Han Sheng can compete with the phantom of Yan Sheng."

Zhong Mei looked calm and stood still. The phantom of Yan Sheng behind him roared to the sky, and his talent rolled and merged with Zhong Mei, descending into the world.

The next moment, the phantom of Yan Sheng gently waved the feather fan in his hand, and the mountain and river fan was swung down in an instant.

On the fan, the mountains and rivers were broken, and countless boulders fell from the sky with the power of destroying the world. Those boulders seemed to have life, roaring and roaring, and smashed into the ground fiercely. Every impact made the earth tremble, as if to bury the whole world in it.

"Boom!"

The boulders kept falling, making a deafening noise. Each boulder seemed to have a force of ten thousand kilograms, and even the void was crushed by them, and black cracks appeared.

Faced with such a powerful offensive, Ci Song looked solemn, and his figure stood firm. He took a deep breath, tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if resonating with the heaven and earth.

"The third style of the gentleman's sword, the wise man enjoys water."

Ci Song looked solemn, and the long sword hummed softly, turning into a dazzling sword light. The sword light drew a mysterious trajectory in the air, as if it contained the most profound sword truth between heaven and earth.

As the tip of the sword pointed, the surging river water surged out. The river water, as if guided by some kind of power, turned into a stream of water, constantly colliding with the boulders. Every collision seemed to have endless power erupting, which made people feel extremely shocked.

At this moment, Ci Song seemed to have merged with the long sword. Wherever his sword pointed, the surging river water rushed. And the river water seemed to have become his source of power, constantly providing him with strength and support. His figure, against the backdrop of the river water, looked even taller and more majestic.

"Force what he cannot do, and stop what he cannot stop."

"It is difficult to shoot, dragon rises!"

Bai Ye shouted in a low voice, like thunder exploding in the night sky. His figure flashed and appeared beside Ci Song like a ghost.

The long spear in his hand shook, as if a golden dragon woke up from its slumber, flew out from the tip of the spear, and rushed towards the phantom of Yan Sheng with endless power and roar.

At this moment, the night sky seemed to be cut by the golden dragon, and the dazzling golden light and the deep darkness intertwined to form a magnificent picture.

Under the impact of this force, the river water surged and splashed, as if cheering for the soaring of the golden dragon.

"Boom!"

The golden dragon and Yan Sheng's phantom collided fiercely, making a deafening roar.

"Yan Sheng's phantom is about killing, so I will use the killing method to fight against him."

Then Yan Sheng's phantom slowly raised the jade pen in his right hand. The jade pen seemed to contain endless power. The tip of the pen lightly touched the void, and the words "kill" full of murderous intent jumped out.

These "kill" words exuded a chill, as if to freeze the surrounding air.

Zhong Mei waved his arm, and these "kill" words seemed to have life, turning into blood-colored sword beams, and attacked Ci Song and Bai Ye like an overwhelming force. Wherever the sword beams passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

Bai Ye's expression was solemn, and his body quickly dodged. The long spear in his hand danced like a windmill, blocking the blood-colored sword beams.

Ci Song was not to be outdone. He flashed and came to Bai Ye's side, fighting side by side with him. Although they did not speak, they had been communicating with each other to discuss the method of fighting.

At this moment, the two of them attacked and defended, and their cooperation was seamless, as if forming an indestructible barrier.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The blood-colored sword light collided with the golden dragon and the surging river water, making a deafening roar. The entire river surface seemed to be lifted by this force. A layer of huge waves, splashing waves, and water mist filled the air.

Under the impact of this force, the surrounding scenery became blurred, as if in a chaotic world.

"Dissolve for me!"

Zhong Chang found the right time, he pinched the seal with both hands, and the "dissolve" characters seemed to be inspired, and flew towards the blood-colored sword light from all directions. Surrounded by the word "dissolve", those blood-colored sword lights became illusory at a speed visible to the naked eye until they completely dissipated.

At the same time, Zhong Cang cast two "Hua" characters in the direction of Bai Ye and Ci Song. Zhong Cang continued to form seals, and his aura reached its peak at this moment.

"Hua character formula, return the favor!"

As Zhong Chang's voice fell, the Hua character art in Yan Sheng's phantom was activated, and talents flowed out of his body, turning into streams of light, flowing into Ci Song and Bai Ye's bodies.

"You even learned this trick?"

Zhong Mei looked at Zhong Chang in surprise. He thought that Zhong Chang had just entered the second level of Hua character art, but he didn't expect that he had already comprehended the Hua character art to the second level of the return-feeding technique.

"Uncle, great-grandfather, I have to thank you for all this. If you hadn't let me enter the Heart-searching Hall, I would not have been able to obtain the Hua character art." Zhong Chang said with a smile.

As he spoke, Ci Song and Bai Ye's auras were rising rapidly, resonating with the talents of this world. With every breath, a large amount of talent flowed into their bodies.

At this moment, the Yan Sheng phantom transformed by Zhong Mei could no longer maintain its peak appearance. The floating scroll behind him became illusory, and the next moment it actually dissipated directly.

"It seems that I have to fight quickly and decisively."

After saying that, Yan Sheng's shadow waved a feather fan in his left hand, and the giant tripod he stepped on spun rapidly, with a violent suction force emanating from it, as if it was going to suck the entire river water into it.

"Suppress!"

Zhong Mei shouted in a low voice, and the giant tripod suddenly shook, emitting a majestic force that suppressed Bai Ye and Ci Song. The power was so strong that it seemed to suppress even the heaven and earth, making people despair.

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