inspire-indiana Chapter 572
Chapter 572
But that doesn't mean he has no other options.
Lifting the blade, he charged the remaining blade light directly at Zhao Sen's location.
Zhao Sen waved his arm lightly, and a flash of sword light easily defeated the remaining sword light, dissipating it into aura that filled the sky.
"Deputy Commander Zhao, your strength is indeed good."
Hua Yingjie said with a serious face.
But just as he finished speaking, the long knife in his hand suddenly turned, and his body swung in the air. The white light of the knife drew white threads, and these threads condensed in the air for a long time.
"Thousand knife array, open!"
As Hua Yingjie's voice fell, the white silk condensed with knife energy in the air suddenly shone with dazzling luster, turning into a strange pattern in the air, and finally the pattern enlarged, and then covered the entire ring.
With the formation of the formation, a series of blades appeared out of thin air.
All the blades pointed downwards, pointing directly at Zhao Sen.
"Is this a formation?"
"And it's not an ordinary formation!"
"Hua Yingjie was able to create this kind of formation. He really deserves to be a genius."
Everyone was amazed.
Formation is different from cultivation, it is a skill that is excluded from cultivation, although it will not override cultivation, but formation uses some special means to gather the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, so as to achieve strongest effect.
The same is true of Hua Yingjie's formation now.
Use the power of the formation to stimulate one's own cultivation to the limit, and at the same time expand one's sword energy to achieve the most ideal effect.
"A formation?"
Zhao Sen saw the lines in the air, and a smile appeared on his face.
Although he can't say how proficient in formations, he is definitely not an existence that these people can compare to. Especially after Zhao Sen researched the talismans on the dragon and tiger blue, he was very skilled in using formations, and now he is even more familiar with formations. The existence of the Grand Master.
"Deputy Commander Zhao, enjoy yourself, if you can't hold on, you can surrender!"
After Hua Yingjie finished condensing the formation, his face was full of smiles and complacency.
In his opinion, it is absolutely impossible for monks below the peak of the ten-fold Nascent Soul to walk out of his formation intact.
Even at the peak of the Yuanying Tenth Layer, he believed that he had the power to fight.
"Let me surrender, you still can't do it!"
Zhao Sen said lightly.
The smile on Hua Yingjie's face grew stronger: "You can't say that!"
As his words fell, the long knife in his hand also fell suddenly.
Whoosh whoosh!
All of a sudden, countless saber auras in midair crazily fell towards Zhao Sen's position. The powerful aura even blocked all the space around Zhao Sen. They didn't intend to give Zhao Sen extra chances at all.
"I will do the formation too!"
Zhao Sen suddenly laughed at this moment.
The corner of his mouth raised an arc, and when the blade was about to fall, his palm slowly lifted, and an invisible force spread out.
When the blades that filled the sky were about to fall on Zhao Sen's head, they all stopped suddenly.
Everyone could only see the shadow of the knife all over the sky, and stopped when it was only a few inches away from Zhao Sen. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't let the blade fall a little bit.
"what!"
This sudden change made everyone's eyes wide open, full of disbelief.
Obviously, none of them thought that Zhao Sen would have such a means to block the formation power of Hua Yingjie's arm with one hand.
Even Hua Yingjie himself was confused.
The eyes of Jiang Han and the others sitting in the judging booth were even more brilliant.
For them, Zhao Sen's method is definitely a genius among geniuses.
Just as everyone was astonished, a strange force flashed across Zhao Sen's palm, and in an instant, strange lines appeared one after another.
It kept zooming in on Zhao Sen's palm, and finally enveloped his whole body.
"Is this a formation?"
"A palm formation?"
Everyone was stunned.
It never occurred to me what was going on.
Although many of them don't know how to use formations, they do understand some of them. To set up formations requires formation patterns as a medium of conduction. Only after passing through the conduction can they gather the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth for their own use.
But Zhao Sen completely ignored all these things and went straight into formation.
"Grandmaster of Formation!"
Lan Yulong exclaimed, his face was full of horror.
Although he is in the realm of refining gods, he has not seen a few existences who can practice formations to the level of grand masters.
Jiang Han and the others were even more astonished and shocked.
They all know what a Grand Master of Formation represents, it is comparable to the existence of Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and if it is really considered in terms of scarcity, a Grand Master of Formation is even more precious than a master of refining gods .
Once you get a grand master of the formation, no matter which faction it is, it will greatly increase its strength.
After all, arranging some powerful formations can stop an unknown number of powerful people.
"how is this possible?"
The audience all around sighed.
Even Wu Yuanbao and Qi Heng, who were sitting in the Xi Province auditorium, were terrified.
"Zhao Sen is the grand master of the formation?"
Qi Heng looked at Wu Yuanbao in disbelief.
Wu Yuanbao was even more confused.
Even talking became a little hesitant: "Ah, Brother Qi, I really don't know this, I just know that Brother Sen's cultivation base is not weak, and he knows some methods of formations and talismans. I don't know anything else. Clear."
Qi Heng looked helpless.
He could only turn his eyes back to the arena.
Zhao Sen's formation has been completed, but he only used a very simple defensive formation.
Of course, it's just simpler in Zhao Sen's eyes.
"What are you doing?"
Hua Yingjie stared blankly at Zhao Sen and asked in surprise.
It never occurred to him that Zhao Sen knew how to form formations, and he released them with such a tyrannical posture.
"Array Master, setting up an array should be fine, right?"
Zhao Sen said lightly.
Hua Yingjie was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.
As a formation mage, it is indeed normal to arrange a formation.
"Then let me see how powerful your formation is!"
The energy of Hua Yingjie's whole body gathered on his arms at the same time, and then spread to the blade, and the tyrannical aura erupted, causing dense saber aura to reappear on the formation in midair.
The knife slammed fiercely at the defensive formation above Zhao Sen's head.
Boom boom boom!
The formation above Zhao Sen's head shone with dazzling light, and all the saber energy was offset by the formation, unable to hurt Zhao Sen at all.
"Come again!"
Hua Yingjie's face was flushed red, this time the saber energy falling from the sky merged with each other in the air, and finally gathered together to form a huge long saber that pierced through the entire arena.