Dafeng's Night Squad

The white-robed sorcerer reached out his hand and pressed it on Xu Qi ‘an’s head. He pulled out the huge luck that he had already refined.

“It’s forbidden to use magic tools here.”

Zhao Shou said in a deep voice.

Under the joint attack of the great Confucians and the martial artists who were half a step away from second grade, the great formation of the white-robed sorcerer had been obliterated, and it was no longer able to resist the Confucian school’s absolute command.

Ding ding!

The magical artifacts that were flying in the air fell one after another.

The quasi-Sage Confucian crown and the Confucian Saint carving knife also sealed themselves and retracted their brilliance. Scholars were reasonable, not rogues. The power of absolute command was equally effective on his own side.

Zhao Shou grunted and his face turned as white as paper. This was the backlash of his bragging.

Under normal circumstances, when facing an enemy of the same realm, the power of absolute command could only be used three times if it directly affected the enemy.

Any more and the righteousness Qi would not be able to resist the backlash of the spell.

However, if the power of absolute command was used as a support or to buff oneself, then there was no limit to the number of times it could be used.

Teleportation was prohibited here, and magical weapons were not allowed.

These were all powers that were directly imposed on the enemy. With Zhao

Shouts strength at the peak of the third stage, even with the help of the Saint of Confucius’s carving knife and the Confucian crown, three times was his limit when dealing with a sorcerer one stage higher than him.

Without the suppression of the Dharma artifact, the nine fox tails instantly became violent and waved wildly in the sky.

The white-robed sorcerer was once again forced to retreat. Close combat was a Sorcerer’s weakness.

The illusionary fox tail wrapped around the fate energy and fell back into Xu Qi

‘an’s body.

“We killed 800 enemies, but we lost 1000.”

The white-robed Warlock sneered.

He was mocking Zhao Shou. The quasi-saint’s Confucian crown and the Confucian saint’s carving knife had sealed themselves. After three times of using the absolute command, the combat power that this great scholar could use in the next battle was almost negligible.

As for martial Union’s old ancestor, although the vulgar martial artist’s attacks were powerful, he had ways to deal with him. In addition, that old man’s condition was not good, so he could not personally kill the enemy.

To warlocks, this was a huge flaw that could be exploited.

The white-robed sorcerer conjured an art with one hand and said in a deep voice, “”Rise!”

The stone plate rumbled and rasp into the air On the Sin-face of the stone plate

the peerless formation that had two-thirds of it pierced through started to shrink and repair itself. It was now a simplified version of the peerless formation.

Although it was not as powerful as the formation from before, it was like an exhausted warrior taking a breath. Compared to its broken state, its aura was stronger and more complete. All the abilities that had been lost, such as teleportation and imprisonment, were all restored.

For a high -ranked Warlock, repairing an incomplete formation was the most basic ability. It was like a monk’s meditation or a Daoist’s spiritual journey. These were the basic skills of the system.

However, at this moment, the white-robed sorcerer saw Zhao Shou calmly reach out his hand and point his palm at him. He said in a deep voice, ‘ “No formations are allowed in this world.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the stone plate in the air quickly cracked. The formations were extinguished one by one, losing their divine power. With just one sentence, this small peerless formation was weakened by another fifty percent.

The white-robed sorcerer could no longer control the stone plate to float in the air, and he fell down with it and Xu Qi ‘an.

At the same time, an unparalleled saber intent slashed at the white-robed Sorcerer’s back from behind.

The white-robed sorcerer grunted as the flesh on his back split open, and large amounts of blood seeped out.

Ever since he had appeared, he had finally, finally been injured. Furthermore, because this was the saber intent of a martial artist, the killing power was stronger and more terrifying than other systems of the same level.

The white-robed sorcerer staggered backward, distancing himself from Xu Qi ‘an. He no longer dared to face the Nine-Tailed Fox’s tail.

Saber intent appeared in the air. The old fogey from martial Union did not care about martial virtue and was prepared to beat the dog while it was down.

Seeing this, Zhao Shou grabbed Xu Erlang’s shoulder to stop him from checking on his nephew and took him away quickly.

“To be more precise, it’s killing 1000 enemies and suffering 800 losses on our own.”

Zhao Shou retorted.

The technique he had used to break the formation was not the spell of command, but the White Banner’s meaning of Wei Yuan’s Dao integration. The reason why he had read it and used the knife and the Confucian crown to disguise the power of the spell of command was that he had used it.

It was purely to mislead the white-robed Warlock.

This insignificant detail had now become the key to determining the outcome of the battle.

Zhao Shou sighed in his heart. He remembered that Wei Yuan had visited Mount Qingyun alone before he left for the war.

That time, Wei Yuan saw the stone tablet in the sub-holy temple.That time,

Wei Yuan had left behind a portion of his blood pellet.lt was also that time that Wei Yuan cooperated with him and allowed him to record the meaning of the ‘array breaking’.

At that time, Wei Yuan did not fully understand the white-robed Sorcerer’s plan. He did not even know about the existence of Xu dalang. The karma between the two was too small. Wei Yuan could not understand someone who had been hidden by the divination art and had little to do with him.

However, he reviewed Xu Qi ‘an’s various encounters, and with his intuition as a counselor, he predicted that Xu Qi’ an would be in big trouble in the future.

I hope it’s useful to him. I can’t protect him all the time. There’ll be a time when a Young Eagle will spread its wings and fly high.

Wei Yuan’s words seemed to ring in Zhao Shouts ears.

For this kid, Wei Yuan had done everything he could.

In the distance, the white-robed sorcerer took out a healing pill from his scented pouch while walking calmly. He shuttled through the layers of saber intent and left the encirclement Of the ‘Saber Mountain’.

At this moment, the saber intent sent out by martial Union’s old ancestor seemed to have lost its target.

The white-robed Warlock, Xu dalang, had concealed himself, causing martial Union’s old ancestor to temporarily forget about him.

After taking the elixir, he felt the medicinal power spreading in his body and removing the saber intent that was running around.. He smiled and said to Xu

Qi ‘an, ‘