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"Who is this person? Why did he appear next to Ou Chuyang?"

For a moment, a lot of questions arose from the hearts of everyone. While their thinking stretched out, they also attracted their attention from the figure to Ou Chuyang.

"This kid is simply too mysterious. Not to mention his talent, he envies the continent, and his martial arts are endless, and he is full of high-end products. In the end, he can still create such a thing. Is this kid a human or a ghost?"

In the field, no matter the scholars and Hao Ming who had the upper hand, even Fang Zhun, Su Mei, Ye Qiu, Mulin and others, as well as the Helian brothers who had just woken up from their coma, staring at Ou Chuyang with the look of looking at the monster, his face full of incredible expressions.

A series of astonished and surprised eyes swept across Ou Chuyang's body, and the desert battlefield stormed by wind and sand suddenly fell into a speechless silence.

It made people feel that the strange silence lasted for a long time, and was finally broken by an extremely low laugh. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, but found that the one who suddenly made a sound was Fang Zhun, the least powerful one.

Fang Zhun no longer had inner crystals, resulting in the inner energy becoming more chaotic. Now he is like a mortal with no power to tie a chicken.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he could only express his admiration for Ou Chuyang with a faint laugh.

"How many secrets do you have in your body?"

Although Fang Zhun said this sentence to Ou Chuyang, the meaning of it was that everyone was stunned at first, and then shocked.

After handing Mu Wanqing to Hao Ming beside him, the scholar's eyes swept over Fang Zhun's body and returned to the sudden figure, paced towards Ou Chuyang, and a shocking momentum naturally rose up, approaching the sudden figure.

At that time, everyone felt the powerful aura emitted by the scholar. It was different from the Martial Saint like Hao Ming, who had just advanced to the army. Before he could get into the path, the mystery of the Martial Saint was not developed. Looking at the scholar's cold eyes, everyone shivered. I wonder if it was an illusion. At this time, everyone felt that they were so small in front of this scholar.

Everyone who suddenly had such strange thoughts in their hearts was deeply surprised by their feelings, but before they could see the realm of Martial Saint, they could not explain why they felt this way. And while they were surprised and confused, the figure suddenly appeared beside Ou Chuyang spoke again.

"Haha. The real soul power that the mere third-level martial saint has already grasped is no wonder that you can capture her back so easily. I took a look at this."

Pointing to Mu Wanqing who was captured by the scholar, Wang Zhen looked straight at the scholar who was approaching step by step. His psychedelic eyes were not filled with worry or fear, and he calmly said a word that surprised the scholar.

As soon as this said, the scholar's slowly approaching steps stopped and stopped in the field. At the same time, the former looked at Wang Zhen with an extremely shocked look, his face was extremely gloomy.

"How do you know the true soul power? Who are you?" He stared at Wang Zhen coldly, and the scholar's tone unnaturally revealed a shocking murderous intent with the shock of his inner energy.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhen was still unmoved, as if he had known that the scholar would behave like this. The former did not answer directly, but instead said another sentence that made the scholar frightened.

"I not only know that you have true soul power, but I also know your identity." Wang Zhen glanced at the scholar in Shang Zi's surprise, and then asked: "If I don't have old eyes, the body movement you just saw should be high-skilled body and martial arts: Five Turns of Gangfeng. That little guy Qiu Luohen is your master?"

"Autumn fall scars?"

When Su Mei, brothers Helian, Haoming and others were shocked at the same time.

Almost everyone present is familiar with this name except Ou Chuyang, an alternative person who traveled through time. A long time ago, the martial saint strongman who galloped on the continent and made a name for making a name for himself with his amazing martial saint strength, possessed the title of Feng Sheng.

Everyone did not expect that the scholar in front of him had a very strong relationship with Feng Sheng. What made everyone even more unacceptable is that the scholar is already a powerful martial saint. So what level has Feng Sheng reached now? This is the root cause of the lingering fear.

Hearing Wang Zhen's shallow words, the scholar's calm and composed heart lake was as if a huge rock was thrown away. In the horror, the scholar could no longer maintain his calm mind. He asked Wang Zhen with a cold expression: "How could you know my master? Tell me, who are you?"

Ignoring the scholar's astonished expression, Wang Zhen still smiled, stared at the former with his eyes tightly, and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. I hope you can listen to my advice and put down the matter here. I can treat it as if I didn't see anything, otherwise~"

"Otherwise, what's going on?" the scholar asked coldly.

"Haha." Wang Zhen smiled slightly, then his face suddenly became cold, and an astonishing murderous intent shot out from the bottom of his eyes, saying word by word: "You will bear the consequences."

The forced murderous intent not only attacked the scholar, but also enveloped the entire range of several miles. At this moment, not only the strong men around Wang Zhen, but also the ordinary people who had been stopping and watching from afar also felt a biting chill, as if they were illusions. Everyone felt that the hot aura was stagnant, and the temperature around them suddenly dropped a lot.

In this desert land dominated by flames, the king formation can use the power of soul to change the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, causing the fiery breath to fade. Obviously, its power is far beyond everyone's expectations.

Feeling the ever-changing spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him, the scholar felt that he was in an independent space. Although he had powerful force, he could not help but become alert to this strange and familiar environment.

As I concentrated my mind, the scholar's breathing became heavier and heavier. Invisibly, it seemed that there was a huge pressure constantly coming towards me, and even gasping for a little difficulty.

The incident happened suddenly, and no one expected that at the end of the death juncture, there were many troubles. However, as soon as this happened, the most happy ones were the powerful men of Ou Chuyang's camp. They were about to die in the hands of Haoming and the scholar, but due to the appearance of the king formation, the situation suddenly reversed. Looking at the power of the king formation, there was signs of suppressing the scholar, everyone felt hope.

Feeling the sudden change of spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him, the scholar was shocked. With caution, the former turned his gaze to Wang Zhen, pondered for a moment, but finally compromised, bowed to Wang Zhen, and the scholar said, "The strength of the senior makes me ashamed of myself, but I don't know if I can tell you the name of my senior. When I go back, I can report to my master truthfully."

Wang Zhen pursed his lips, showed a satisfied smile, nodded and said, "You may not have heard of my name, but it doesn't matter to tell you, my name is Wang Zhen."

King's Formation?

When everyone heard this name, they began to search in their minds, but no matter how they thought about it, they could not find any information about this person.

"Not name?"

Thinking of this, everyone disdained themselves in their hearts. How could an unknown person with such strength be? I'm afraid I don't know this name.

Everyone did not pay attention. When Wang Zhen said his name, not everyone in the field was puzzled. Among them, only one of them was deeply shocked by the name.

Mulin, the leader of the Fire Soul clan almost screamed after hearing Wang Zhen's name. However, he, who had lived for nearly a hundred years, held back at the most critical moment. Without making a sound, Mulin suppressed the tears of excitement in his eyes and looked at Wang Zhen secretly. His actions were lucky to be uncovered by others under his full cover.

The scholar frowned and tightened. He was like everyone else, very unfamiliar with this ordinary name. However, the scholar has always been very conceited. Under Qiu Luohen's influence and education, the former has always been very confident in his talents. With Qiu Luohen's help, he has learned a lot of information about the strong. Since people like Wang Zhen know Qiu Luohen, Qiu Luohen will definitely hear about this name. But for some reason, Qiu Luohen mentioned to him that many strong people did not have the name Wang Zhen, which made the scholar extremely puzzled.

"Does the master, he also don't recognize this person?" As he tossed and turned, the scholar suddenly lost his mind. He wanted to leave this place of trouble, but also shouldered the heavy responsibility given by the alliance.

In the dilemma between the two, the scholar finally made up his mind to stop comparing with Wang Zhen’s unknown number. So he made up his mind and clasped his fists and said to Wang Zhen: “Forgive me for being ignorant and never heard of my predecessor’s name. Today, I will speak up and not give in to me. Since this is the case, I will give me the predecessor this face.”

"Haoming. Let's go." After the scholar said that, he ignored the other party and directly ordered Haoming to leave.

Upon hearing this, Haoming was shocked and said unwillingly: "Sir Xing Envoy, just leave like this? What should they do? Letting the tiger return to the mountain is a great disadvantage to us."

The scholar who frowned slightly, and the already stuffy scholar turned his head and whispered to Haoming: "If you want to die, you can stay here by yourself, otherwise, listen to me, leave honestly, and talk about what happened in the future."

"This." The scholar's words choked Haoming on the spot. Haoming was not stupid. He could hear the fear of Wang Zhen in the scholar's words. Helplessly, Haoming gritted his teeth, turned his head suddenly, pulled Mu Wanqing and walked away.

However, when the scholar and Haoming just raised their steps, Wang Zhen stopped him and said, "Wait."

Hearing Wang Zhen's words, the scholar frowned, turned his head, and said in suspicion: "I wonder if there is any instruction for senior?"

The illusory arm raised slightly, stirring up the spiritual energy in the space and trembled. Wang Zhen slowly stretched out a finger and pointed at Mu Wanqing beside the two of them, and said in a cold voice: "Leave her."

The scholar who was already unwilling to accept his resignation stopped immediately. As he stared at the scholar, he saw the person Wang Zhen pointed to, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

"Senior, what does this mean?" the scholar said coldly.

This time, Wang Zhen did not laugh, but instead put a serious face, pointed at the scholar and Haoming, and said in an orderly tone: "I mean, you and him can leave, but that person will stay."

The extremely serious and command-filled tone made the scholar and Haoming feel cold in their hearts, which made them feel extremely resentful.

After glanced at each other, the scholar took two steps forward, met Wang Zhen's gaze without any fear, and said sternly: "I'm sorry, senior, please forgive me for not obeying my orders."

"Oh?" Wang Zhen glanced at Ou Chuyang who was still refining the "Nine Nether Divine Fire", and immediately saw the anxious expression of his frowning brow.

A sigh in his heart, Wang Zhen's old face tightened, and he said sternly, "I will only say it once, leave that woman, you can leave, or you three will stay."

As soon as Wang Zhen finished speaking, he did not give the scholar a chance to refute. The powerful soul power swept out, and suddenly a strong gust of wind blew like a substance. The strong wind slowly rotated above Wang Zhen's head. Being swept by this violent wind, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth immediately gathered towards the place where the wind circled, as if it was destroyed. In just a moment, a huge dark cloud with an area of ​​about thousands of square meters appeared above everyone's heads.

The dark clouds covered the top of the sun, covering the blazing sunlight, and a huge wind whirlwind fell from the sky, like a large blue-gray bucket tightly covering all the radius of thousands of meters. The gray fog began to spread after the wind whirlwind. At this moment, everyone stood up in horror. Looking at the strange space covered with strong wind and mist, everyone suddenly felt terrifying.

"What's going on?" Haoming immediately exclaimed in surprise when he looked at the strange scene. Su Mei and others were also surprised.

"This is not a desert. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is also changing. I can't absorb the spiritual energy here anymore." In the wind throne, the Helian brothers who had just woken up were planning to replenish their internal energy by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. But after they made the familiar seal technique, they discovered that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was no longer under their control and was introduced into their bodies.

As soon as this statement was made, everyone, including the scholar, hurriedly imitated the Helian brothers and felt their luck one after another. After a try, I found out that the Helian brothers were not lying. They really could not absorb the spiritual energy in the world at will.

The scholar looked at the people who were in the wind, and his eyes showed fear that had never appeared before, silently activated the internal energy in his body. The former suddenly felt that he could not exert his due strength in the wind.

"Impossible." The scholar couldn't believe his feelings. With a body of wind attribute internal energy, he could naturally feel the ever-changing spiritual energy of the world in the wind swept, which was transforming all towards the wind attribute. Usually, the internal energy he cultivated should have a momentum of transcending itself in this spiritual energy that he is familiar with. However, what happened today is exactly the opposite.

The familiar wind attribute internal energy not only cannot be absorbed by oneself, but also needs to take out more than half of its strength to compete with it.

Otherwise, the scholar would be sure that the countless wind blades that kept blowing in the wind would cut themselves into countless segments.

"Formation Realm?" The scholar, who was about to break his mind, finally met the mysterious Ou Chai vocabulary under the shock of his heart. He was almost subconscious, and the former exclaimed in a hoarse voice that was extremely inconsistent with his image.
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