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Chapter 843 Oh, where's your Blizzard Sword Formation?(1/2)

The sky above the Flying Snow Mountain is full of wind and snow, which is spectacular.

The sky is in three directions, and there are three barbarian dragons riding three flying mounts.

Wen Zilong, Luo Wuji and Si Hong.

They surrounded the sect leader of the Feixue Sword Sect and the Great Elder in the center.

Luo Wuji directly burst out his momentum - the peak of the eighth level!

The face of the great elder of Feixue Sword Sect changed drastically.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually had an eighth-level peak powerhouse.

Before, they only knew that Asgard City Lord is a mid-level eighth-level strongman. When will he reach the peak?

The sect leader Xue Yijian also frowned slightly.

The Zhangwei Fire Bird under Si Hong's body also exploded completely - he had almost surpassed the tenth-level ferocious beast!

The Great Elder's face changed drastically.

The scene of burning out fifty-four supreme powerhouses just now left a deep psychological shadow on him.

Moreover, at this time, the opponent had two such strong ultimate strong men, and their strength had already stabilized.

You know, just a Zhangwei Fire Bird was able to withstand the attacks of the three ultimate strong men in their sect just now, and even killed their second elder.

The sect leader Xue Yijian frowned again.

Wen Zilong's momentum also exploded completely - the early stage of the eighth level.

The elder's face changed drastically.

I thought the owner of the Dragon Xiao Jiutian Ferocious Beast Shop was just a funny guy who could talk.

Unexpectedly, the other party was also an eighth-level ultimate strongman.

In this way, the opponent's strength is far better than them.

Those disciples who had pointed at Wen Zilong before and thought of letting the sect leader destroy this guy were silent at this moment.

Unexpectedly, this guy who sells mouth is actually an eighth-level ultimate strongman!

The sect leader Xue Yijian frowned again.

However, when the time was coming, his brows quickly relaxed.

A ferocious look even flashed in his eyes.

Just introduce them into the range of the formation and activate the formation.

Not to mention that the other party has three ultimate strong men, even if there are thirty, they have to be ground into meat paste!

Thinking of this, he pretended to be flustered and shouted to the great elder next to him:

"Not good, retreat quickly!"

As he said that, he flew down first.

When the Great Elder saw the location where the sect leader fled, he naturally knew it.

He hurriedly followed the sect leader and chased him downstairs.

Wen Zilong sneered and shouted:

"The Demon Monkey, where can I escape!"

As he said that, he waved his claws and led Si Hong and Luo Wuji to chase down.

With their speed, they had already chased into the range of the formation in less than ten seconds.

Seeing this, Xue Yijian suddenly turned around and the ferocious look on her face appeared.

He shouted loudly: "The strong are majestic and cannot be violated. Those who kill my disciples of Feixue Sword Sect will be killed without mercy!"

This loud shout shook the whole world.

Like thunder.

The snow in the sky seemed to stop for a second.

All the tens of thousands of disciples on the mountain were energetic.

"I'm going to fight back!"

"The master of the sect has taken action!"

"The big formation is a big formation! They have entered the range of the big formation!"

"If you dare to violate the majesty of our Feixue Sword Sect, you will have no choice but to die!"

"I have heard of the Blizzard Killing Formation for a long time and have never seen it before. Today I'm going to open my eyes!"

"Young brother, you can't watch it."

"Why?"

"The Blizzard Killing Formation is too cruel, it is not suitable for children."

"You are a kid, you are a kid even if you are a kid!"

I saw the Feixue Sect Master Xue Yijian, and his ferocious meaning was revealed on his face.

He shouted loudly towards the mountain below:

"Blizzard Sword Formation, open!"

...

No response.

The leader of Feixue Sword Sect was stunned.

The disciples in the entire sect were also stunned.

The leader of Feixue Sword Sect roared again:

"Blizzard Sword Formation, open!"

...

Still no reaction.

Only the sky is full of wind and snow.

Brother Wen Zilong smiled and pretended to be surprised:

"Hmm? Where is the Blizzard Sword Formation that was agreed upon?"

The leader of the Feixue Sword Sect thought to himself that it was not good.

He looked at Wen Zilong and saw a slight smug look on Wen Zilong's face.

His heart suddenly changed drastically.

Damn, there is something wrong with the Blizzard Sword Formation!

And it was obviously the trick of this guy.

How is this possible?

How did he do it?

The elder's face also changed drastically.

I thought that as soon as the Blizzard Sword Formation opened, these guys would immediately turn into meat paste, but I didn't expect that the Blizzard Sword Formation would fail at this time.

At this time, the Feixue Sword Sect, from the sect leader to the sergeant, finally knew why the other party had just a few barbarian dragons dared to break into their Feixue Sword Sect.

All the disciples dare not speak again.

Everyone went to find a place to hide.

And their sect leader, Xue Yijian, was stunned for a few seconds, and the energy around them surged.

He shouted loudly: "Blizzard Sword Formation!"

This sound was even more thunderous.

The snowflakes in the sky actually stopped for three seconds.

Energy transported his voice and echoed throughout the sky.

If an ordinary earthling heard it, he would definitely think it was the voice of a god.

However, Wen Zilong did not miss him.

He smiled and was about to speak, but suddenly rolled his eyes.

"I'm going to do it! It's tall!"

I saw that the leader of Feixue Sect, Xue Yijian, had quickly escaped to the distance.

Wen Zilong couldn't help but be amazed.
To be continued...
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