Super Treasure Hunter

"Why, I really want to do it. I saw that the one on the stage was not a younger generation recognized by Mocheng and even the entire Tianwu Empire, Feng Shan, the first master of formation, he is my brother!"

Feng Hai saw that Dong Yulou's expression was wrong. If it were to be shot in the middle of the week, Dong Yulou would probably help him kill him without hesitation, so he had to threaten it in disguise.

But for the middle of the week, it is not painful or itchy. If it is the first person in the young generation of martial arts in the Tianwu Empire, perhaps the middle of the week has to consider whether he is an opponent.

But the so-called first person of the array mage was a joke in Zhou Zhong's eyes.

But now that Feng Hai had blown it out, he followed what he was referring to in the middle of the week, wanting to see what the joke looked like.

On the ring, the two stood opposite each other. The older one was Feng Shan, the elder brother in Feng Haikou. He was ten years older and his strength was only in the late stage of the Purple Belt, and the only one worthy of praise Yes, the formation cultivation base has reached the second stage of the Profound Stage, and it has been able to kill people with the formation, absolute genius.

Of course, this was only in the eyes of the Tianwu Empire, Zhou Zhong did not think so.

The two oppose each other. The young one can't help but sweat in his palms. You must know that standing in front of you is the first person in the younger generation of Mocheng's formation mage, although his formation level has also reached the yellow rank. Ten peaks.

But the gap between the two is still an insurmountable gap.

But Feng Shan didn't feel soft-hearted because of his opponent's weak strength. He saw a formation activated.

The poisonous miasma spewing out immediately made the man in front of him lose his fighting power, and he was immediately beheaded by Feng Shan.

The audience was shocked, and then a self-proclaimed and decent formation mage stepped onto the ring and looked at Feng Shan coldly: "Feng Shan, you are simply a demon, relying on your own strength and tyranny to take the lives of others at will, today I Jiang Song is going to walk for the sky!"

The reason that the formation mage has some confidence and dared to take the stage to challenge, the strength is naturally not weak, reaching the first stage of the mysterious stage.

The distance from Feng Shan is only a small gap, so I have the confidence to fight.

"Another one to die!"

Feng Shan snorted coldly, like this one who doesn't have long eyes, and can't count the number of deaths in his hands every year.

It was still a poisonous miasma formation, and the poisonous miasma filled the ring at the moment the formation was activated.

Jiang Song was naturally not paper-cut, crushing a spirit fire formation. This spirit fire formation was originally filled with fiery flames. It was a monk with the fire attribute, and played a role in enhancing strength during the battle.

Now it happened to be used to deal with Feng Shan, when the flame came out, the poisonous miasma suddenly disappeared.

"It's foolish to think that you can run like this!"

Feng Shan disagreed, and once again pinched out a formation that was a golden sword formation.

A genuine three-stage formation of the mysterious stage, and an extremely rare attack formation.

The broad sword condensed by countless array patterns slashed towards Jiang Song and passed straight through Jiang Song's Spirit Fire Array. Not only that, under the tempering of the fierce fire, the power of the Golden Blade Array was once again strengthened.

The next moment, Jiang Song was seriously injured by this golden sword formation, a blood spurted out, and flew down the ring.

"The reason why I didn't kill you, I have to thank you for complimenting me when you just stepped onto the ring."

Feng Shan licked his lips quite abnormally. That's right, Feng Shan thought all the insults were compliments to him.

"Is there no one in this huge city that can fight me?"

Feng Shan yelled very arrogantly.

"Isn't anyone daring to go up here? Isn't fighting Feng Hai looking for death? I haven't lived yet!"

Everyone bowed their heads, no one dared to touch the edge.

Feng Hai was overjoyed when he saw this. After all, it was his brother. The stronger Feng Shan's influence, the more attention he received.

"Why, it wasn't sturdy just now, now I'm afraid, do you want to go up and try?"

Looking at the middle of the week that had originally planned to do it, and now stopped, Feng Hai sneered and mocked.

Dong Yulou grabbed the middle of the week and was really afraid of making excessive moves in the middle of the week. Although the mid-week formation was extremely accomplished, Feng Shan had been famous for a long time, and the single-handed killing of the formation also made it superb, with no compromises.

"In the middle of the week, it's better to be forbearing, you can't guilty of losing your life in order to be angry with this guy!"

Yayue even refused to let Zhouzhong come to power.

However, Midweek disagreed, and smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, I'll clean him up in a while!"

After speaking, he jumped into the ring and looked at Feng Shan.

Ya Yue stomped her feet hard with anger: "This guy is still so arrogant and arrogant, let's die!"

"Don't worry, if I lose to Feng Shan in the middle of the week, I will help." Dong Yulou comforted. After all, he still has many formation problems to rely on the middle of the week to solve the puzzles, how could he watch Zhou helplessly? Zhong died in Feng Shan's hands.

Feng Hai saw that Zhou Zhong was in the ring, and he was overjoyed: "I thought how powerful he was, but he was just a hairy boy. He mentioned to Feng Shan last night that if he meets Zhou Zhong at the formation conference, he must take his life. , So today, midweek will definitely die!"

Seeing Zhou Zhong came to power, the audience suddenly boiled, and those who didn't know Zhou Zhong continued to talk.

"Where is the hairy boy from? Looking at this young age, I am afraid that he has not even reached the level of the Profound Order Formation Mage, he is simply looking for death."

Hearing the gossip from the audience in the middle of the week, he couldn't help but shook his head. If he threw out an ancient killing formation, he wouldn't be scared to death.

Not only was there no danger in this match, no matter whether it was strength or formation talent, midweek could crush Feng Shan ruthlessly.

"It's a bit courageous, but it's a pity that I ran into it. I am afraid I can only die here today!"

Feng Shan sneered, and a profound stage four-stage killing array appeared in his hand, which was obviously prepared in advance for the middle of the week.

But this does not affect the rules of the formation conference. Although Feng Shan's own formation strength is only the second stage of the mysterious stage, it is also a kind of strength to be able to move the formation beyond the order.

The formation was radiant in Feng Shan's hands, the formation took shape, and the phantom of countless big clocks immediately enveloped the middle of the week.

The next moment, all the big clocks shook quickly, sending out a series of bells that made people feel that the soul was about to be shaken away.

The power is not to be underestimated, even the people in the audience feel deafened and unable to resist, how could it be possible to face Zhou Zhong.

The moment the bell rang, there was indeed a trace of restlessness in the middle of the week, but it was only that.

The next moment in the middle of the week, a flick of a finger, a thousand-kill sword array triggered, thousands of sword shadows, floating in the air like a glimpse, just a moment, shattering all the big clocks.

Just Yu Wei defeated Feng Shan's formation, terrifying.

Immediately all the sword energy moved towards Feng Shan, looting and killing!