"Wen Yiru, Taoist Disciple of the Wen Clan, is guarding here!"
Fang Xing entered the fifth formation in one go. He was slightly taken aback. The person guarding this formation was someone he knew. The leader was a middle-aged man with a scholarly air. He was Wen Yiru, the Great Confucian Master of the Wen Clan whom he had defeated in the First Tianyi Palace. In the air, there were many Talisman Masters of the Wen Clan in green robes. There were nearly a hundred of them, and each of them had a terrifying and solemn aura.
"Little devil, don't even think about getting out of this formation!"
A woman's voice resounded with hatred. It was a beautiful woman. It was Wen Yanxin. Back then, in the Tianyi Palace, she was almost cut into pieces by Fang Xing's sword. Wen Yiru saved her, and they had not seen each other since. She did not expect that the fifth matrix would be guarded by the Wen Clan, and she, as one of the outstanding cultivators of the Wen Clan, had come to this matrix and become one of the guardians.
"There are two old men in this formation, right? Where are they? "
Fang Xing only swept a glance at the two of them before his gaze wandered around the surroundings.
Before entering the formation, he had asked around. He knew that among the five elders of the Great Snow Mountain, Long Jianting had died, and Chu Taishang had died of exhaustion. However, Zhang Daoyi, Ye Guyin, and Ying Qiaoqiao's master, Elder Huqin, were trapped in the fifth formation, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.
"You mean the two of them?"
A hint of ruthlessness appeared on Wen Yanxin's beautiful face. She slowly raised her hand and pointed.
Fang Xing looked over and his expression changed drastically.
At this time, he was in the fifth formation. His surroundings were all illusionary mirrors, but it was a vast and ancient mountain. It was as if he had entered a world of mountains and a vast sea of clouds. It was simple and majestic, and it was terrifying. At the bottom of the mountain, there was a huge mountain suppressing the center. Two extremely weak auras came up from below. They were Elder Huqin and Zhang Daoyi.
The two auras were being consumed by the majestic mountain Will and could be extinguished at any time.
"Two old men, you actually suppressed them under the mountain?"
Fang Xing's eyes were wide open, and there were faint traces of blood in them.
"Who asked them to sneak out when they clearly couldn't break the formation?"
When Wen Yan Xin saw Fang Xing, her eyes were filled with hatred. She shouted, "Little Devil, you better be smart and immediately kneel down to beg for mercy. Otherwise, this lady will first suppress the two of them to death, and then suppress you for a hundred years to vent my hatred!"
Fang Xing didn't answer her. He concentrated for a while and shouted down, "Elder Huqin, can you still hear me?"
At the foot of the mountain, a weak sigh resounded, "Little friend, in the end, you still had to come and challenge the array. Did my Brother Wan Luo also lose?"
Fang Xing said, "He passed two arrays alone!"
The weak voice sighed, "It's not bad. Little friend, since we've entered this formation, we don't have the intention to return!"
Fang Xing nodded and said, "I'm sorry, elder!"
Hearing their conversation, Wen Yan Xin's eyebrows rose and she screamed, "Little Devil, you don't want their lives anymore?"
Fang Xing suddenly raised his head and said coldly, "I want your life more!"
"Boom!"
Unexpectedly, he was not courteous and waved his hand to kill the Great Golden Crow. The Great Golden Crow cooperated with Fang Xing and knew what the Little Devil was thinking. The Great Golden Crow spread its golden wings and gathered an endless amount of power. It flew towards Fang Xing like a raging river. Fang Xing also jumped up and both of his legs stepped on the Great Golden Crow's wings. His figure was like a meteor as he flew towards Wen Yan Xin. During this process, a pair of golden wings appeared on his back and suddenly flapped. This force was like lightning and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Wen Yan Xin.
"You dare …"
Wen Yan Xin took out a Mountain Talisman and pressed it downwards.
A Talisman was like a mountain. When the Talisman fell on the mountain peak, the power of the mountain would double.
However, Fang Xing didn't care about this Mountain Talisman, just like he didn't care about the Elder Huqin and Zhang Daoyi. He directly slashed his sword towards Wen Yan Xin. Wen Yan Xin was surprised. Fang Xing's attack was too fast. She didn't have time to stop him. In a moment of surprise, the sharp blade of the sword had already reached her side. An indescribable and terrifying killing intent rushed into her heart and disturbed her lungs …
"Big brother, save me …"
Wen Yan Xin screamed, but it was already too late.
"Retreat!"
At this moment, Wen Yi Ru was much steadier than Wen Yan Xin. As early as Fang Xing shouted, he had already guessed what he was thinking. He waved his hand and seven or eight Mountain Talismans fell down. It was as if seven or eight mountains were continuously pressing downwards. At the same time, his figure flashed and he swept behind Wen Yan Xin. He grabbed her collar and pulled her back. At this time, Fang Xing's eyes were also red. He didn't care about the Mountain Talismans that were attacking him from behind. His left hand pressed backwards and a similar Mountain Intent appeared, smashing several mountains. His sword continued to slash downwards.
"Chi …"
Wen Yan Xin's arm and half of her body were cut off by him. Only then did Wen Yi Ru have time to pull her away.
"Boom!"
It was not over yet. When Fang Xing saw that his sword did not take Wen Yan Xin's life, he took a step in the air and rushed forward again. In a flash, he was in front of Wen Yan Xin. Wen Yan Xin was so frightened that she screamed and screamed. Luckily, Wen Yi Ru had already activated the power of the array. For a moment, the mountains in the sky moved continuously and continuously pressed down on Fang Xing.
"Open for me!"
Fang Xing felt a boundless and heavy force pressing down on him from all directions. His eyes widened as he roared and raised his hands.
Peng!
At this time, the Great Golden Crow also swooped down. It waved its wings and continuously slapped away the mountains above Fang Xing's head.
However, the Symbol Masters of the Wen Clan simultaneously shouted and released Mountain Talismans one after another. Even the Great Golden Crow was covered in them.
Boom boom boom!
Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow roared angrily, but their bodies did not stop falling. Above their heads, the Mountain Talismans turned into mountains.
"Little devil, look at where you are!"
As Wen Yi Ru stuck a Wood Intent Talisman on Wen Yan Xin's wound, he looked down coldly and said fiercely, "In order to defend the fifth array, the Wen Clan has used all the Mountain Talismans we have accumulated in the past hundred years. What do you have to fight against the Wen Clan's hundred years of accumulation? Based on your laughable Mountain Skills? Your Mountain Skills are ordinary and incomplete. You have never cultivated any powerful Mountain Skills. You might be able to scare ordinary people, but in Wen Yi Ru's eyes, that is your biggest weakness! "
After treating Wen Yan Xin, he placed his hands behind his back and looked down coldly. He said in a low voice, "Do not underestimate me, Wen Yi Ru. Last time at the Mirror Lake, I saw your weakness. Ever since then, I have been waiting for this battle!"
Below, Fang Xing roared and swung his saber to split the mountains.
However, the Mountain Talismans fell like rain. With the power of the array, it was extremely terrifying.
It was as if mountains were raining down from the sky. One after another, they fell.
Every time he destroyed a mountain, four to five mountains would fall and form a new mountain. Hundreds of Mountain Talismans that the Wen Clan had spent a hundred years painstakingly writing gathered in one place, suppressing Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow at the bottom of the mountain. Moreover, the mountain continued to grow and solidify.
"Urgh …"
At the bottom of the mountain, Fang Xing spat out a mouthful of blood. His breathing was slowly fading.
"Hahahaha … Little devil, you still want to kill me in this array? I will suppress you for a hundred years! "
Wen Yan Xin slowly recovered and laughed maniacally. He snatched the Mountain Talismans from the hands of other talisman masters and scattered them.
"Why … why is his breathing getting weaker and weaker?"
At the foot of the Pilgrimage Mountain, Ying Qiaoqiao was shocked and asked with a trembling voice.
However, Ye Guyin, who was beside her, could not answer her question. From the moment Fang Xing entered the fifth array, she had focused all her attention on sensing the changes in the aura of the array. After all, her master was trapped in the fifth array and his life was uncertain. However, it was also because of this that she suddenly realized that Fang Xing's unstoppable aura in the first four arrays had suddenly weakened in the fifth array …
"Haha, the Wen Clan will guard the fifth array. It is indeed a good match!"
"The five old ones have suffered a great loss in this array. This little one will not be able to escape either!"
"That little devil has at least five Core Formation Techniques. Four of them are rare Core Formation Techniques. The Metal, Water, Fire, and Wood Techniques are all extraordinary. Naturally, he can easily pass through the first four arrays. It is a pity that his Mountain Technique is incomplete. When he encounters the fifth array, he will naturally hit a wall. I heard that Array Master Wen Yiru had lost to him before. This time, he can hold his head high!"
The three Path Masters of the Three Northern Dao also spoke softly and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Father, he …"
The Dragon Lady looked nervous and hurriedly said to the Dragon God.
The Dragon God's expression was solemn. He nodded and said, "I have told him before that his Mountain Technique is indeed inadequate. Not only is it ordinary, but it is also incomplete. If he cannot obtain a top-notch cultivation technique that can improve the quality of his Core Formation Technique, this Mountain Technique will forever be a flaw in his cultivation. It is a pity that such a cultivation technique is very difficult to find. Even if he has a cultivation technique, he will need to find a rare Mountain Seed for him to comprehend and refine before it becomes his Core Formation Technique. I originally wanted to help him after he became the Divine Son of the Four Seas, but it is too late now!"
The Dragon Lady's expression changed drastically when she heard this.
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