Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Is the formation master amazing?

After listening to Zhang Yifeng's words, almost everyone's eyes widened and they looked at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief, as if they were looking at a monster.

To this question, whether the formation master is great or not, the answer is of course yes.

In Lingyue Continent, perhaps the formation master's combat power is not the strongest, but it is the most respected by the cultivation world. Sometimes, a powerful formation master can indeed be worth thousands of troops.

Looking at Zhang Yifeng, Xiong Da's face was extremely gloomy. If looks could kill, Zhang Yifeng would have been killed countless times at this moment.

After spending several years in the Sunset Mountains, Xiong Da understands the importance of an formation master. Although he has gained something in the Sunset Mountains over the years, those gains are nothing compared to those powerful monks who have gone deep into the Sunset Mountains. Trash is no different.

However, if you want to go deep into the Sunset Mountains, there are two necessary conditions, which are pills and formation masters.

Xiong Da is not short of money. He can buy elixirs from other alchemists, but the formation master has no way to find them.

Because any formation master with some ability either works in a large sect or force, or has been attracted by a powerful treasure hunting team, people like them have no chance.

By chance, Xiong Da met an array master from the Shenfu Sect. Although the formation master was just an ordinary disciple of the Shenfu Sect, just the three words "Shenfu Sect" were enough for him to take him seriously.

In order to win over this formation master, Xiong Da spent three months before he was willing to join his team. He was originally going to entertain the formation master here today, but he didn't expect that someone would dare to provoke Yan. The majesty of the master.

Thinking of this, a murderous intention appeared on Xiong Da's face, and he was about to take action, but was stopped by the arrogant young man.

"Boy, my name is Zhou Yan. I am a disciple of the Shenfu Sect and a sixth-level intermediate formation master. If you know what I am doing, kneel down in front of me. I may be able to spare your life." Zhou Yan said with an arrogant look.

As soon as Zhou Yan finished speaking, there was an exclamation of surprise from the surrounding people.

"Sixth-level mid-level formation master? Master of Shenfu Sect, he is really powerful."

"Yes, a sixth-level formation master can be an elder in a second-rate force. Lord Zhou Yan is really awesome."

...Hearing the compliments paid to him by the people around him, Zhou Yan had a look of pride in his eyes.

As expected, these country bumpkins have never seen much of the world. A sixth-level mid-level formation master like him has allowed them to behave like this. If the elders or even the sect master of the sect came, wouldn’t they be frightened to death?

However, Zhou Yanke would not be stupid enough to tell everyone this. He would use his identity as an array master to gain more benefits for himself.

However, this was just his wishful thinking. Just when he was immersed in the gaze of everyone, a voice appeared in his ears at an inappropriate time.

"He's just a level six intermediary formation master, he's not worthy of making me kneel down."

Zhou Yan's face instantly turned cold and he said, "How dare you look down on the formation master?"

Zhang Yifeng sneered, shook his head, and said: "I don't look down on the formation master, but I look down on you. The formation method is mysterious and wonderful. The real formation master spends his whole life studying the formation method, but you are just a You are just a sixth-level mid-level formation master, but you are showing off here with a formation disk, for fear that others will not know that you are an formation master."

After hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Zhou Yan's face turned blue and white.

Zhang Yifeng is indeed right. The formation disk is the weapon of the formation master, but most formation masters will never hold the formation disk in their hands all day long.

The reason why he holds the array disk all day long is, as Zhang Yifeng said, just to show off his identity as an array master.

What made him a little angry was that following Zhang Yifeng's words, those around him no longer looked at him in awe.

In fact, several people looked at him with a hint of contempt, and all of this was caused by this annoying beard.

Zhou Yan glanced at Zhang Yifeng bitterly and said, "Since you look down on the formation master, do you dare to compete with me?"

"Competition?" Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows, "Okay, how do you want to compete?"

A sixth-level mid-level formation master is only equivalent to the cultivation level of the Golden Core stage. He is now at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage, so how can he be afraid of a small Golden Core stage.

Moreover, when he was on Earth, he got Tianjizi, and now he is a seventh-level high-level formation master. Dealing with a sixth-level intermediate level is no different to him than crushing an ant to death.

Zhou Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of successful conspiracy, and he said: "Since you look down on the formation master, let's compete with the formation. Of course, I know that you are not an formation master, and I won't embarrass you. I will set up a formation. As long as you If you can crack it within ten breaths, you will win. If you can't crack it, kneel down in front of me and call me grandpa three times."

Hearing Zhou Yan's words, Zhang Yifeng had a strange look in his eyes.

"Master Zhou Yan, you are a sixth-level formation master. The formation you have deployed must be extremely powerful. It seems inappropriate for this brother to break it within ten breaths, right?" Xu Liang said from the side.

Zhou Yan sneered, looked at Zhang Yifeng, and said, "If you think you can't crack it, then admit defeat as soon as possible."

Zhang Yifeng smiled and said: "Ten breaths is indeed unreasonable."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan's eyes became even more proud, and he was about to speak, but Zhang Yifeng's next words made his face suddenly darken.

"Then take five breaths, or if you think it's too long, just one breath."

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, then became furious: "I hope you can be as arrogant as you are now!"

The group came to an open space outside the inn and surrounded Zhou Yan and Zhang Yifeng.

Perhaps because he couldn't wait to see Zhang Yifeng make a fool of himself in front of everyone, Zhou Yan didn't talk nonsense and directly arranged the formation.

When he saw him, he took out a knife and made a cut in the palm of his left hand. A wound about three centimeters long appeared in the palm of his hand.

The strange thing is that although the palm was scratched, only a drop of blood appeared in the middle of the wound.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes narrowed, and he knew that the drop of blood in Zhou Yan's palm was the monk's blood essence.

Ordinary monks usually only have three drops of blood essence, and they will not use it easily, because it will take a long time to recover after using it once.

Zhang Yifeng did not expect that Zhou Yan would even waste a drop of blood in order to deal with him, and Zhang Yifeng began to take Zhou Yan seriously.

After two lives, he understood one truth, that is, it is never wrong to be careful.

At the same time, he was also a little curious about what formation Zhou Yan would lay out for him to break, even if he did not hesitate to spend a drop of blood.