And the two of them were on the top of the mountain, under the heavy snow, they turned into afterimages, like two ghosts.
"Give me the formation!"
The moment Zhuo Wen and Bing Hui fought, Zhuo Wen knew that he was still slightly inferior to Bing Hui, so he immediately activated the trapped killing array that had been arranged around.
This trapped killing formation is the first-order trapped killing formation that Zhuo Wen deduced by himself.
"Huh? A sky-shattering first-order trapped killing formation?"
Binghui's face changed slightly, his movements froze suddenly, and his strength was greatly reduced by being trapped in the killing formation.
boom!
Zhuo Wen seized this opportunity and threw out a punch, which landed on Binghui's chest.
Binghui snorted and hit the ground directly.
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and blood appeared on his right fist.
"Heaven-shattering armor?"
Zhuo Wen looked down, stood up again, Binghui, who was intact, spoke calmly.
Binghui looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and said: "Zhuowen, I underestimated you! You can even set up a sky-shattering first-order trap. You are definitely the first person in this starry sky since ancient times."
"However, no matter how strong your formation skills are, you will die today! I have a sky-shattering armor, and your attacks can't hurt me at all, but I can kill you alive!"
boom!
After Bing Hui finished speaking, he flicked his legs and flew out like a cannonball, fighting with Zhuo Wen again.
The entire Sanqing Mountain was shaking constantly, and the heavy snow was getting bigger and bigger, covering the outline of Sanqing Mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, everyone was dumbfounded. Seeing the shocking battle on the top of the mountain, everyone felt fear in their hearts.
Too powerful, this kind of battle has already surpassed the scope of their starry sky.
Zhuo Wen snorted, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Binghui who was also knocked back a few steps ahead.
This Binghui's strength is indeed formidable and terrifying. If it wasn't for the Trapped Killing Formation to contain this guy, Zhuo Wen might have been defeated.
"Zhuowen, you are proud of being able to fight me to this extent! I won't play around with you anymore, this move will kill you!"
Binghui laughed wildly, and saw that he was kneading the formula with both hands, and a stream of icy air condensed on his hands, finally forming a crystal clear ice skate.
This skate only has a blade and no handle.
A sharp and terrifying blade energy swept violently, and even the surrounding traps were affected by the ice blade.
"The knife condenses the world!"
Binghui raised his hands, the ice blade flew into the air, and then he kicked on the back of the blade in the air.
Bang!
The ice skates flew out suddenly, as fast as lightning.
Whoosh whoosh!
Strangely, during the process of flying across the air, the ice blade changed dozens of spatial positions in mid-air in the blink of an eye, as if teleporting.
Zhuowen couldn't tell from which direction the skate came from.
"What a weird ice skate!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were serious, he took a deep breath, and a fiery golden glow surged between his brows.
"Sword!"
I saw Zhuo Wen let out a stern whistle, and with his right hand pointing between his eyebrows, the golden light came out of his body, erupting instantly.
A golden divine sword soared into the sky and soared into the sky.
The moment the first golden divine sword was thrown out, the golden light between his brows did not dim, but the golden light erupted again and again, and in an instant, nine golden lights erupted, condensing the nine divine swords.
Including the first handle, there are ten divine swords in total.
"Sword guard!" JrNovels.com