420: C420 The Formation Was Absolute and the Formation Contained the Willow

C420 The Formation Was Absolute and the Formation Contained the Willow

A shrill scream came out from Meng Hong's mouth, making his scalp go numb. In just a few blinks of an eye, Meng Hong had turned into a bloody person.

The killing intent filled the air and the dark clouds shrouded the area. It was dark and gloomy, as if everything was just a dream.

One by one, the spiraling flying blades formed by the blood-colored crows hacked at Meng Hong. It was as if he had become a target and the powerful aura he had just released was suppressed in an instant …

When the last blood-red, spiral shaped flying knife passed through the opponent's body, blood started to gush out from Meng Hong's entire body. His two arms stretched out powerlessly and with a "peng" sound, he kneeled on the ground …

The moment Meng Hong kneeled down, everyone's heart trembled.

Soon after, the darkness that engulfed this area quickly faded away. The surging dark clouds, the blood-red moon that hung in the sky, and the dull gray color that covered the mountains and waterfalls all disappeared in the blink of an eye. The beautiful scenery from before returned to everyone's line of sight …

The illusion was resolved!

Everyone suddenly had a feeling that their bodies and minds had been released. The oppressive feeling quietly disappeared without a trace.

Then, the scene before them once again caused the surrounding Thousand Feather Sect disciples to be endlessly shocked.

They saw Chu Hen and Meng Hong return to their previous positions. The distance between them was only a few meters. The terrifying attack that just happened on Meng Hong was also an illusion technique!

However, the shocking thing was that Meng Hong was kneeling on the ground with both his arms supporting the ground. His face was as pale as paper. He was trembling and unable to move.

"Martial Brother Meng Hong?"

The young men and women behind him cried out in alarm, and then went forward to help each other up.

"Don't, don't touch me!"

Meng Hong stopped them with a low voice.

Everyone was startled and did not know what to do.

"Brother Meng Hong, what's wrong?" a young woman asked.

Meng Hong was still trembling on his knees, the blood vessels on his forehead and neck bulging like a dragon. There were obviously no wounds on his body, but it looked like he was suffering great pain …

"Nasty Guy, what did you do to Senior Brother Meng Hong?" a young man asked Chu Hen.

Chu Hen's eyes were like ink. He answered lightly. He said, "I was just standing here and I didn't even touch him."

"You?"

The young man's face darkened. He turned to the few people behind him and said, "Help Brother Meng Hong find the medical elder."

"En!" The few of them nodded.

"You'd better not touch him!" At this moment, a clear and cold female voice could be heard.

The next moment, the airflow in the air trembled slightly, and a few red petals floated down. A shadow flashed past, and a beautiful figure wearing a white dress appeared on the stage.

"Senior Sister Hanliu!"

"Wow, even Senior Sister Hanliu was seen here. How rare!"

The entire Arena Square was instantly in an uproar.

Zhi Shu, who was standing behind Chu Hen, raised her eyebrows and muttered, "What a strong Spiritual Yi Strength undulation. She's Spiritual Pattern Master!"

Spiritual Pattern Master!

The spiritual Pattern Master who was above High-Level Pattern Master was called Spiritual Pattern Master.

Moreover, Chu Hen had heard of the name 'Yan Hanliu' before.

One of the Seven Proud People of Heaven, Absolute Formation!

She was ranked third in Seven Proud People of Heaven, far before Palmtop, Lu Tianxiang.

At the same time, Yan Hanliu also had another identity, and that was one of the five core disciples of Thousand Feather Sect.

This was also the reason why everyone present was surprised by her appearance.

Under normal circumstances, core disciples rarely showed their faces. As the top existence of the Thousand Feather Sect, they would always be the focus of attention wherever they went.

"Senior Hanliu, Senior Meng Hong, he …?" That young man from before asked.

"He won't die," Yan Hanliu replied flatly. "The power of the illusion on his body hasn't completely disappeared, but he'll be back to normal soon."

With that, Yan Hanliu turned her gaze towards Chu Hen, her almond-shaped eyes filled with admiration.

"It's a pretty good illusion technique. Where did you learn it from?"

Hearing Yan Hanliu's praise, Li Nanhai, who was standing beside Chu Hen, couldn't help but feel excited.

There was no one who did not know about the status of core disciples.

If he could get on good terms with any of the core disciples, it would be a great thing for him.

However, Chu Hen was still extremely calm. He nodded politely, "Senior Sister Hanliu, there is no need to praise me. This illusion technique of mine …"

"Chu Hen?"

At this moment, another gentle female voice rang out. Following that, a young woman with long purple hair appeared. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but light up, attracting everyone's gazes.

"Mentor!" Chu Hen was surprised.

"Are you guys okay?"

Xi Lan walked in front of Chu Hen and the others, her limpid eyes rippling.

Previously, she had received a message from Li Nanhai that Qi Teng and Gu Guanyu had ascended to the Life and Death Arena. However, the other party didn't say that Chu Hen was here and that something was wrong. However, Xi Lan still rushed over in a hurry.

Chu Hen shook his head and smiled, indicating that there was no problem.

However, the other people around them were a little unsettled. Anyone could tell that Xi Lan's gaze towards Chu Hen was obviously filled with worry that was different from that of an ordinary person's.

Xi Lan was so concerned about Chu Hen?

What was their relationship?

Although Xi Lan was only a grand disciple, her position in the heart of the Thousand Feather Sect was no less than the five great core disciples.

Just the term 'beautiful woman' was known to everyone, even to the disciples of the other Sect.

The worry in Xi Lan's eyes disappeared. She looked sideways at the similarly elegant and refined figure on the stage. A sliver of astonishment appeared on her delicate and pretty face.

"Yan Hanliu?"

Yan Hanliu and Xi Lan weren't very familiar with each other, or it could be said that they didn't have much interaction with each other.

However, they were from the same sect, so it was only a simple exchange of glances.

"Junior Sister Xi Lan, are these the people you brought here?" Yan Hanliu said with a faint smile.

Xi Lan nodded, "Yes!"

"They're all not bad. Looks like this year's disciple test will be very lively." Yan Hanliu's thin eyebrows were raised slightly as she glanced at Chu Hen with a smile. Immediately, the Rune around her started to flash, and the Glyph Secret Talisman that were as bright as a Spiritual Butterfly started to dance in the air.

After that, the space started to distort and tremble. Yan Hanliu disappeared from the spot with a "weng" sound.

"What an exquisite Spiritual Array!" Zhi Shu's eyes lit up as she asked in surprise.

Zhi Shu, who was similarly quite accomplished in the Spiritual Array Domain, seemed to be quite interested in Yan Hanliu.

Hua Xue, who was at the side, opened her eyes wide and asked, "Senior Sister Zhi Shu, are you the stronger one, or is she the stronger one?"

Zhi Shu laughed, "Her realm has already reached Spiritual Pattern Master's level. Just the strength of her Spiritual Yi Strength alone is stronger than mine, she's stronger than me."

"But senior sister Zhi Shu, you know so many strange formations."

"This doesn't mean that others don't have much control over it!"

"Alright, but it doesn't matter. I'll refine a type of Primeval Pill in two days. I'll surely help you break through Spiritual Pattern Master's bottleneck."

"Forget it!" Nong Qi snappily said, "You already said one year ago that you wanted to concoct the Primeval Pill, when did you really concoct it? You're so lazy! "

Hua Xue pouted, "Blame it on me. I chase after Sect Master Gongyang everyday, how can I have the time?"

No one paid any attention to the girls' conversation with Chu Hen.

Most of them were still trying to figure out the meaning behind Yan Hanliu's words.

This year's disciple exam was going to be very lively.

Even though it seemed like a simple sentence, Yan Hanliu seemed to have another meaning behind it.

But then again, there had never been such a 'cruel' rookie before.

Before he could even enter the sect, he had already knocked out two of the great disciples consecutively.

One of them was even in the top three.

At this moment, Meng Hong had gradually returned to his normal state, and the illusion power on his body had almost disappeared.

Under the various gazes of the surrounding people, he slowly stood up. His expression was dark and green. His eyes were filled with chilliness as he glowered at Chu Hen.

"Bastard, I won't forgive you!"

With that, Meng Hong flung his sleeves and left the place with a dark expression.

Xi Lan frowned slightly and whispered, "You were the one who did it?"

She came rather late and did not see the scene where Chu Hen used his illusion technique on Meng Hong.

Just a moment ago, Xi Lan was still a little confused, thinking why Meng Hong would kneel on the ground. She thought it was because he offended Yan Hanliu!

Now, it seemed, that was not the case.

Chu Hen sniffed and shook his head with a smile, "It's none of my business, Instructor. He insisted on stopping me. He said he wouldn't let me go if I didn't do anything, so I had no choice."

"You!"1

Xi Lan was both angry and amused. He really did do it on purpose.

Unexpectedly, Xi Lan became more and more confused about Chu Hen's actions.

"Forget it, let's go!"

"En!"

Immediately, Chu Hen, Qi Teng, and the rest followed Xi Lan and left the place.

With the liveliness over, the groups of people who had gathered here also left one after another.

From the expressions of many people, they could tell that Chu Hen's powerful illusion technique was something they wanted to see.

On a mountain range south of the Life and Death Arena.

Two young figures were standing on top of the giant peak as they looked at the gradually disappearing crowd with indifferent expressions.

The auras being emitted by these two men were concealed and restrained. Moreover, they were extremely calm and gave off a feeling that they were extremely powerful.

"Ha ha!" Among them, a blue-clothed, imposing man suddenly revealed a faint smile and said with great interest, "Tian Chen, you've met a love rival."

The other man beside him had an extraordinary bearing. A sharp falcon was tattooed on the clothes on his chest.

The falcon flapped its wings, its light as sharp as a sword.

"Humph!" He let out a disdainful sneer, and his cold eyes flashed with a sharp light, "Love rival? Is he even worthy of it? "

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