Although Xuanhang's cultivation base is not bad, it is only in the middle stage of Tongtianzhu, and the gap with Ziwei Xingjun is not a little bit.

"What? You are only allowed to bully the small with big ones, but not us?" Ziwei Xingjun slowly stood up, looking down at Xuanhang who fell on the ground condescendingly.

"retreat!"

Xuanhang made a decisive decision, grabbed Gao Cen immediately, and retreated towards the door of the room.

At the same time, he grabbed an array flag and sacrificed it.

Immediately, there were violent ripples in the entire room.

The pressure on Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun multiplied countless times at this moment, as if they were going to be completely crushed and torn apart.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm, and with a wave of his sleeves, dozens of beast bone arrays flitted out, flying continuously in mid-air, forming complex and weird trajectories.

Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, squeezed the formula with both hands, and the pressure that had formed around him seemed to relax a lot at this moment.

At this moment, Xuan Hang and Gao Cen had retreated to the door of the room, they only needed to take one step to leave the room.

But Xuanhang soon realized that something was wrong, because at the moment at the door, he felt the obstruction of the energy of the formation, preventing him from continuing to retreat.

Xuanhang found it inconceivable that after he had used the formation flag to activate the formation, he set the exit at the door so that it would not respond to him and Gao Cen.

But now, this situation makes Xuanhang a little confused.

boom!

In an instant, the ripples of the formation burst out like a flood and blasted towards Xuanhang.

Xuanhang was caught off guard, his waist was hit, he groaned, and retreated towards the inside of the formation.

The moment Xuanhang retreated, a frightening gust of wind, hunting and hunting, swept over.

Xuanhang's face changed drastically, he didn't need to think about it, he also knew that the master who set off this storm was Ziwei Xingjun who was beside Zhuo Wen.

Xuan Hang was helpless, he had no choice but to face the tough.

I saw him blast out with a punch, bursting out with all the strength in his body.

Click!

But the moment he punched Ziwei Xingjun just now, his right hand was directly cracked, spit out a mouthful of blood, and slammed heavily on the edge of the formation.

At the same time, terrifying murderous intent swept out from the edge of the formation, and swirls of the formation, like huge pythons, blasted towards Xuanhang.

"The big formation actually attacked me? What's going on?"

Xuanhang yelled, facing the large vortex approaching, without thinking, he grabbed Gao Cen beside him and stood in front of him.

Gao Cen screamed, and was directly torn into countless blood mist by the large vortex.

And Xuanhang took advantage of this gap, and immediately retreated, avoiding the strangulation of the large vortex.

"Are you a formation master? Have you secretly tampered with my formation?" Xuan Hang looked at Zhuo Wen, who was not far away with calm eyes, and couldn't help but screamed.

He knew very well that his big formation had been tampered with, and to be able to tamper with the big formation in this room, at least he had to be at the level of a heavenly formation.

Thinking of this, Xuanhang's eyes were full of remorse, if he knew that Zhuo Wen was such a powerful formation master, he would not be able to lead him into this formation, so that he could bind himself in a cocoon.

And what he didn't expect was that beside Zhuo Wen, there was such a powerful companion as Ziwei Xingjun.

Now, such a change has made things very complicated and difficult.

"Wait!"

Seeing that Ziwei Xingjun planned to continue attacking, Xuanhang hurriedly said: "Little friend Zhuo, I did something wrong this time, let's sit down and have a good talk, I will give you the compensation for the two Taixuan elixirs Satisfactory answer."

A sarcasm appeared on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, and he said lightly: "President Xuan, your tricks are useless to me, I, Zhuo Wen, am a man of my word! Since I said before, you want to tear down your Xuantian Auction House, naturally no sooner said than done!"

There was cold sweat on Xuanhang's forehead, and he said almost threateningly: "Little friend Zhuo, it's all my fault this time, and it has nothing to do with Xuantian Auction House! And you also need to know that there are many forces behind Xuantian Auction House , including the Witch Clan and several other top ten races!"

"If you tear down the Xuantian Auction House, the forces behind the Xuantian Auction House will not let you go. I think you'd better think carefully and don't burn yourself!"

"Hehe, President Xuan, I, Zhuo Wen, was scared too much. No matter how many powerful forces are behind the Xuantian Auction House, today I have spoken out that I will tear down your Xuantian Auction House! Brother Ziwei, let's do it!" Zhuo Wen said coldly.

Ziwei Xingjun no longer hesitated, kicked his right foot, no longer kept his hand, and poured all his fierce offensives on Xuanhang.

Although Xuanhang's strength is not bad, but the gap with Ziwei Xingjun is too big, barely sustaining more than ten moves, but was completely wiped out by Ziwei Xingjun. JrNovels.com