In the sky outside Murong Ji's house, Gui Chimeng and Wen Baijun had already set off. At this time, the two were about thirty miles apart. Gui Chimeng still placed the broken knife in front of him, but Wen Baijun was holding a three-foot blue sword in his right hand and an orange bead in his left hand!

Because they are far apart, Xiao Ye cannot tell what kind of formation is hidden in the bead in his hand for the time being, so he naturally cannot remind Gui Chimeng.

However, because everyone knows that Wen Baijun is a famous second-grade formation master, if you fight with him, you must first be wary of using the transfer formation. Once this formation explodes in close proximity, no matter how strong your skills are, they will be transferred away instantly.

In terms of formation alone, the transfer formation can summon spiritual power from this space to help, and an ancient god with nine beads cannot withstand the power of the fifth-level transfer formation.

Therefore, even without Xiao Ye's reminder, Gui Chimeng should be on guard against this formation.

Gui Chi looked at Wen Baijun coldly, danced several times with the broken knife in his hand, and suddenly slashed from top to bottom, and at the same time, he shouted: "Thousand-blade fiery sword, cross the east mountain, kill!"

Before the roar fell, a bright and dazzling light immediately rushed out from his blade with a "buzzing" sound. A silver nebula rolled up behind him, and immediately followed the light and rumbled upwards!

This scene was like a rising tide, and the huge waves seemed to be surging behind the sword light that was catching in the first place!

Bang!

A hint of coldness flashed in Wen Baijun's eyes, and he suddenly squeezed the orange beads in his hand.

A white smoke rose up as the sword light chased after him...

call!

When Gui Chi's overwhelming sword light hit Wen Baijun's side, Wen Baijun had already disappeared!

The moment Wen Baijun disappeared, Xiao Ye only saw a white light passing through the sky from the upper left! But this very shallow and short image surprised Xiao Ye because in his impression, when using the fifth-level transfer formation to transfer, he would not leave a trajectory in the air!

Could it be that Wen Baijun’s transfer formation is not level 5?

Just as he was thinking this way, Gui Chimeng's sword light seemed to swept into the tide in the sky, and was soon gradually swallowed up by the gray spiritual mist in the distance. This scene was like a huge cannonball shot into the sea, and it sank to the depths before it could explode.

Whoosh!

Wen Baijun flew back to his original position from a distance. His speed was extremely fast, obviously not comparable to flash movement. Therefore, Xiao Ye once again judged that he used the transfer formation.

Subconsciously turning his head and looking at him, Xiao Ye found that Murong Ji was looking at him contemptuously, as if saying: This is the real master of formation!

Xiao Ye turned back without showing any expression, without caring about Murong Ji's eyes.

Gui Chimeng cut with great force, but it was like a mud bull entering the sea. He felt a little unhappy and shouted in a deep voice: "Wen Baijun, you are so boring. Will you just shrank like a turtle?"

Wen Baijun smiled proudly and said, "Guida Guard, a formation master like me will not fight with you with brute force! No matter how fast your sword technique is, it is not as fast as my level 5 transfer formation! If you want to hit me, you should think of another way!"

Gui Chi screamed so much that he raised his hand and slashed it out again, and immediately started to scream and shout: "Wen Baijun, I don't believe that the transfer formation you carry on you can't use up!"

When Gui Chiming slashed with this sword, Wen Baijun actually used the transfer formation to easily avoid it.

Xiao Ye turned his head slightly and asked Ning Xinyi, who was standing next to him: "I used the fifth-level transfer formation to move when I was playing against you last time. When I was transferring, did you see where I moved?"

Ning Xinyi thought for a while, shook her head and said, "No."

Xiao Ye asked again: "Did you see the direction of Wen Baijun's shift just now?"

Ning Xinyi hesitated and said, "See... Mr. Xiao, I feel a little strange. Why does he show his flight trajectory when he transfers, but he doesn't show it when you transfers?"

Xiao Ye frowned and said, "Maybe my transfer formation is different from his."

Ning Xinyi deliberately glanced at Murong Ji and laughed loudly: "Young Master Xiao, after comparing this, I realized that your formation seems to be more brilliant than his!"

Xiao Ye said modestly: "From the flight trajectory alone, it cannot show who has a masterpiece of formation."

Of course, Murong Ji would not think that Xiao Ye's formation was more clever. He even thought that Ning Xinyi and Xiao Ye said this, just intentionally putting gold on Xiao Ye's face. So a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the field, Gui Chimeng's second sword still failed to hit Wen Baijun. Because this kind of full-strength attack consumes magic power, if it keeps chopping, it is afraid that Gui Chimeng's skills will be greatly reduced in no time. If it drops too fast, it is probably not much different from Wen Baijun's skills!

Therefore, Gui Chi was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he didn't curse. However, seeing his eyes rolling around for a few times, he immediately changed his strategy, and then cut his knife out again...

boom!

The light of the sword slashed this time was obviously dimming a little, and the spiritual power summoned behind him was far less than the momentum of the two swords just now!

After just one look, Xiao Ye secretly praised Gui Chi Meng to find a way.

Unexpectedly, when this sword light flew to Wen Baijun, he did not pinch the explosive transfer formation anymore, but raised the green sword in his hand, and suddenly came a "snatching the moon under the sea". The strong blue light broke into the air from his sword edge, and in an instant it met the sword light that Gui Chi slashed over...

Boom!

When the blue sword light hit the silver sword light, it immediately exploded violently, and the air was like two giant dragons fighting, and at the same time it twisted the other party into powder! In a moment, a situation of equality was formed!

Gui Chi took a quick look and immediately screamed in anger: "Wen Baijun, you are very cunning!"

Wen Baijun smiled gloomy and said, "Gui Da Guard, your skills are far above me. When you use your full strength, how dare I take it head-on? Unless I don't want to live anymore!"

Murong Ji also stroked his beard and laughed: "Gui Da Guard, Wen Baijun is one level better than you. If he doesn't make a wise move, how could he have any chance of winning?"

Gui Chi snorted coldly and ignored Murong Ji. He gritted his teeth hard, stared at Wen Baijun, with a broken knife across his chest and did not launch another attack. However, he shouted in a deep voice: "Wen Baijun, you, Mr. Gui, have been trapped for 300,000 years, and you are patient. Although I can't hit you for the time being, you, Mr. Gui, dare not take the initiative to attack. How can you hurt me half a hair? If you continue to fight like this, you, Mr. Gui, will win!"
Chapter completed!