Creation Color Master

Seeing that Chu Mo and the others did not answer his question, Fan Qixuan immediately said angrily: "Boy, I will ask you one last time, what is your relationship with Yan Wenfu? Don't force me to do it."

Chu Mo was very confused. How deep was the hatred between this person and Yan Wenfu? He was so crazy that his obsession had almost reached the level of a demon.

Chu Mo stood up and said calmly: "My friend, I don't have any relationship with Yan Wenfu. If I have to say there is, it's just that we have only met a few times."

Fan Qixuan said with a crazy look on his face: "You are lying. How could such a selfish person tell you the inheritance of this place after only a few encounters? Since you don't want to tell me, don't blame me for being rude."

"The power of Feng Shui - The Feng Shui trend of the trapped dragon in the beach, rises"

The surrounding Feng Shui power surged, and the courtyard gradually disappeared. When everyone looked again, they found themselves in another world.

In a second, Chu Mo felt himself standing on the sea, and the rolling waves below wet his clothes and shoes.

Looking around, there is boundless sea water all around.

Above his head, a green mountain was suspended in the air, and Fan Qixuan was standing in the air, looking at him with a sneer on his face.

"Boy, this is the Feng Shui formation I specially arranged to trap the dragon in the beach. Since you don't want to reveal your relationship with Yan Wenfu, then you will be buried here forever."

"The power of Feng Shui - the dragon shackles, come out"

Suddenly, countless iron chains on the green hills swept towards Chu Mo and others.

Yang Jiye held the Nine-Ring Golden Edge Dingsong Sword in his hand and slashed with the sword horizontally, only to hit the iron chain. Unfortunately, the iron chain seemed to be illusory and passed through the sword and was directly tied to Yang Jiye's body.

With a flash of light, the iron chains that were originally tied to Yang Jiye disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

The next second, Yang Jiye's face changed drastically, and he said in a serious and gloomy voice: "My lord, be careful, don't get entangled by this iron chain. It can actually seal a person's cultivation."

Chu Mo was shocked when he heard this. What a powerful Feng Shui force that could suddenly seal one's cultivation level. It also seemed very similar to the Taoist formation.

At this moment, three iron chains and shackles fell on Sarliang. The next second, even Sarliang's face changed suddenly.

Despite his advanced cultivation, when the shackles descended upon him, he also felt a great force sealing his cultivation.

Sarliang said seriously, "My lord, this formation is a little strange, and even I am implicated."

Chu Mo looked at Fan Qixuan who had a smirk on his face. No wonder he looked so confident.

But Chu Mo still had a calm expression, because he had a hidden trick up his sleeve.

Seeing the dragon-trapping shackles jumping and engulfing several people, Sarliang was unwilling to sit and wait for death. If there were another hundred or so seals, he would fall back three levels of cultivation.

Yao Guangxiao and Yang Jiye were even more miserable. Although they tried their best to escape, due to the feng shui situation, they would be found no matter where they fled and then put in shackles.

In the outside world, six figures suddenly appeared in the courtyard, looking like ghosts. They all held a sword in their hands, and their auras were faintly connected.

Name: Six Sword Slaves

Weapon: Six Swords of King Yue

Skill: "Shadowless Bloody Killing Code"

Faction: Human (Assassin)

Potential: Hidden

Cultivation: Second level of physical cultivation

Introduction: The Six Sword Slaves are the most powerful assassin team among the Luowang Assassins under the command of Zhao Gao of the Qin State. They are ranked at the level of the Emperor and consist of six assassins: Zhen Gang, Duan Shui, Luan Shen, Wu Liang, Mie Hun and Zhuan Po. They are named after the Six Swords of the King of Yue and can form a sword formation.

The Six Sword Slaves, a terrifying group of killers.

The six people all have their own clear positions in the group. Zhen Gang is the killer, Duan Shui is the hider, Luanshen is the assistant, Wuliang is the waiter, and Miehun and Zhuanpo are the binders of the sword formation.

They appeared silently around the courtyard, feeling the Feng Shui power flowing inside. Zhen Gang was the first to speak: "Everyone, the lord is in danger. If you want to break the Feng Shui situation, you must find items that rely on the power of Feng Shui. Let's spread out and quickly find ideas to break the Feng Shui situation."

The other five nodded in agreement and immediately dispersed.

Zhen just stepped into a room, carefully feeling the Feng Shui power flowing in the air, tracing the source, and came to an inverted stone vat.

Zhen Gang frowned slightly, and saw the long sword in his hand move slightly. Just a wisp of sword energy chopped the stone jar into pieces. A small temple-like thing appeared in front of him, with a sculpture of Qiuniu, one of the nine sons of the dragon, inside. On the sculpture was the dragon-suppressing nail that was specifically used to defeat the dragon clan.

Looking at everything in front of him, Zheng Gang grabbed the Prison Ox sculpture and the Dragon-Suppressing Nail in his hands, looked at the spiritual objects in his hands with satisfaction, put them away, and directly swung the sword to smash the temple and the Feng Shui contained in it.

The other six sword slaves also succeeded.

In the situation of being trapped like a dragon in a shoal, Sarliang wanted to just sit there and wait for death, so he just picked up his gun and launched an attack.

"Gun Dao - Extremely Cold Gun Rain"

Suddenly, heavy ice spears filled the sky, all of which emitted bursts of spear intent, firmly locking onto Fan Wenxuan below.

Fan Qixuan, who was only at the second level of the Kaizhi stage, seemed to take the attack lightly and said with a smile: "Don't waste your energy. In such a situation, I am the heaven and earth. Even if you are at the third level of cultivation, you may bow your head when you see me."

"Feng Shui Magical Powers - Borrowing the Heaven and Earth"

Suddenly, the surrounding Feng Shui power of heaven and earth descended upon Fan Qixuan. He waved his hand and snapped his fingers. The forest of ice spears across the sky shattered and merged into the Feng Shui power.

This scene directly shocked Sarliang. He did not expect that the Feng Shui master was so powerful in Feng Shui that he could mobilize the power of heaven and earth. If this was the case, he might not be his opponent.

For a moment, everyone was in trouble.

The Yanlin Fire Beast seemed to be unconvinced and directly summoned out its own Linyan Fire, which turned into a sky full of flames and swept towards Fan Qixuan.

Looking at the people who rose up to resist, Fan Qixuan showed a mocking smile, and with a wave of his hand, the Kirin Fire, which had been invincible and could not be extinguished by water, dissipated into nothingness as if it had met its nemesis.

Fan Qixuan taunted Chu Mo, "Chu Mo, use whatever skills you have, otherwise you won't have a chance."

The next second, Fan Qixuan's face changed drastically, and he shouted, "What? My Feng Shui power of trapped dragon in the beach was actually broken by someone."

Then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Then the scene in everyone's eyes changed again and returned to the familiar courtyard.

Fan Qixuan was half lying on the ground with a pale face.

"bass"

A figure quickly came in front of Fan Qixuan and swung his sword to kill him.

"Really just stepped down"

Chu Mo's voice rang out, and the tip of the sword stopped at Fan Qixuan's throat.

Fan Qixuan felt the stinging pain of the sword's energy piercing his skin, and a cloud of death loomed over his heart.

"Gudu"

Looking at the man retreating, Fan Qixuan couldn't help swallowing. If Chu Mo had spoken a second later, he would probably have been beheaded.

When Fan Qixuan saw the six people lined up in front of Chu Mo, he couldn't help but shiver.

Chu Mo looked at the six people in front of him who were wearing black clothes and masks, wearing black light armor and protective gear, and holding long swords, and smiled slightly. He added a little ingredient when he made them.

With a wave of his hand, the figures of the six sword slaves disappeared.