klisemfg Chapter 300 Surprise
Chapter 300 Surprise
Rong Zhao had never used this rope before, because it was useless, but it was very suitable for the current situation and came in handy at the critical moment, so it was not in vain.
The demon cultivator missed the attack with his claws and squinted his eyes to observe the changes around him. He found that he was still in the center of the formation. He became anxious and thought about his current situation.
The five cultivators surrounding him were equally powerful, and the center of the formation was constantly changing, so the possibility of breaking out of the formation was very small. The root of all these problems lay with the man who was called the number one swordsman of the Tianjian Sect.
"Rong Zhao, the number one swordsman of the Tianjian Sect? I will remember you." The demon cultivator said to Rong Zhao with a fake smile.
"You're too kind," Rong Zhao introduced to the other party with a smile, "This is the improved version of the Zhou Tian Fiery Array. Are you satisfied?"
"Very satisfied." The demon cultivator said with a distorted expression.
"I'm glad I'm satisfied. This is my first time using it, and I didn't expect it to have such an effect."
The demon cultivator no longer wanted to talk to him. If he continued talking, he would surely be pissed to death.
On second thought, since the opponent was not letting him have an easy time, and Rong Zhao, who was originally strong, became slightly weaker than him because of his magic weapon, then if he only targeted him, although the chances of winning would be the same, he would feel better. After making up his mind, the demon cultivator immediately turned a corner, changed direction, and stretched out his five claws to attack Rong Zhao.
Rong Zhao's eyes narrowed, as if he was prepared. The big sword in his hand danced with his movements, and dozens of sword energies were shot out to resist the claws of the demon cultivator.
With a "bang", the demon cultivator had already broken up the first sword energy that was in front of him and continued to attack Rong Zhao's chest.
Don't underestimate the demon cultivator's small claws. They are quite sharp, comparable to top-grade attack magic weapons. This is true. You have to avoid them. If you use defensive magic weapons, both sides will inevitably suffer. This is not acceptable. Rong Zhao glanced at the bottom of the lake. He still has to fish out treasures.
Seeing the demon cultivator getting closer and closer to him, Rong Zhao calmly shot out several sword energies again. He didn't expect the sword energy to be able to resist the demon cultivator, it was just a sleight of hand.
Rong Zhao dodged and appeared beside the demon cultivator. He swung his sword and slashed at the demon cultivator's claws.
The demon cultivator was dumbfounded. He saw the big sword flash and the sharp parts of his claws fell to the ground. When he looked up again, there was still Rong Zhao's shadow. The perpetrator had already returned to his original position and continued to maintain the formation.
Although Rong Zhao's move did not cause serious damage to the demon cultivator, it was very insidious, as it hit the demon cultivator's face!
"You! How dare you!" The demon cultivator was both afraid and angry, and for a moment he didn't know where to vent his anger.
Just when everyone thought he was going crazy, they saw the demon cultivator actually swallowed his anger and stood there surprisingly calmly.
The reason why the demon cultivator was so calm was because the Zhoutian Fiery Fire Formation had just completed a small Zhoutian cycle, and then a raging fire would ignite in the formation, and the person who activated the formation would not be affected. If the demon cultivator had not escaped, the result would be death.
Of course he had to stay calm! Not only was he calm, his mind was working frantically, and he didn't dare to stop for a second, for fear of affecting the results of his thinking.
As the temperature in the formation grew higher and higher, sporadic flames popped up and the demon cultivator's forehead began to be covered with sweat. Blood was still flowing from his claws, but he had no time to deal with it.