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Chapter 403: Breaking the Illusion Formation with Strength and Showing Proud Spirit

After repelling Shi Potianjing and the others, Xue Tianhan quickly walked into the tent, looked at Liu Bei and the others with concern, and asked anxiously, "Lord, are you okay?"

Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang hurriedly bowed to Xue Tianhan and said earnestly, "Thanks to your timely assistance, otherwise our lives would be in danger today. We cannot express our gratitude enough!"

Zhao Yun and Guan Yu also stepped forward and saluted, their eyes filled with gratitude.

Xue Tianhan nodded slightly and said sincerely, "My lord, you are welcome. We are allies, so helping each other is only natural. But Xiaoqi and the others are still trapped in the illusion array, so I have to rescue them quickly."

After hearing this, everyone's expressions tensed up and they immediately rushed towards the direction of the illusion array.

As Xue Tianhan and others approached the illusion array, Feng Yi drove Qiongqi to let out a roar that shook the sky. Qiongqi was surrounded by thick black fog, and strange black flames were jumping in the fog. Wherever it passed, the air was distorted by the high temperature.

Feng Yi tightly grasped the immortal artifact Fengyu Lingbian, quickly changing his spells and precisely controlling Qiongqi. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "If you want to break the formation, you must get past me first!"

Shi Potianjing, Daoluan Sanguo, Tiema Binghe Rumenglai and others quickly surrounded them on their early stage distraction mounts and formed a defensive line with Feng Yi and Qiongqi.

Several elders in the late stage of distraction were currently surrounding the Fantasy Fairy Bell, quickly forming seals with their hands and continuously pouring their spiritual energy into the bell, doing their best to maintain the operation of the illusion array. Their faces were filled with concentration and solemnity.

Xue Tianhan's eyes glared, and his aura instantly surged. Although he was only halfway through the fusion phase, he showed no fear with the small half of the Pangu Axe in his hand.

With a swing of the half-broken Pangu Axe, the space around the axe blade instantly distorted, and the powerful force of space rushed towards Qiongqi's attack like a surging tide.

"Hmph, then give it a try!" He snorted coldly, his voice full of confidence and determination.

Lady Green Snake also took a half-step to merge her body, waving two fans with smooth movements. The flames and wind blades intertwined with each other, forming a powerful storm that swept towards Feng Yi and others with the force of an overwhelming force.

Feng Yi waved the Phoenix Feather Spirit Banner, and a colorful light curtain instantly unfolded, resisting the impact of the storm.

Shi Potianjing and others drove their mounts and launched a magical attack against Lady Green Snake. For a moment, the magic lights flashed and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

In the later stage of Hu Meiniang's clone, she waved the dragon bone whip, and the whip shadow was like a nimble snake shadow that shuttled through the air, trying to break through the defense of Feng Yi and others, creating an opportunity for Xue Tianhan to break the formation.

He rode on the Fire Kylin and brandished the Overlord Sword, and fought with Hu Meiniang. The sword lights and whip shadows intertwined, and it was difficult to separate them.

Xiao Huang is also in the late stage of clones. At this moment, he is jumping up and down with excitement. Wearing his newly acquired boots, he is moving quickly across the battlefield like a golden lightning.

"Hehe, look at how powerful I am!" Xiao Huang shouted while waving the dog spirit stick, and every attack was accompanied by a whistling sound of the wind.

The dragon gloves on its body shimmered with light, adding a bit of power to its attacks. The basalt armor on its body also made it full of confidence, and it was not afraid of the enemy's attacks.

It took advantage of the Iron Horse and the Ice River to enter the dream, rushed over, and hit the opponent's mount with a stick, muttering: "Taste the power of my little yellow, and see how proud you are!"

This sudden attack made Tiema Binghe Rumenglai on the Qiuniu flustered, and his originally superb spear skills became messy, and he could only barely resist.

Zhang Lu, a master in the fusion stage, stood high in the sky, quickly forming seals with his hands, and powerful forces of thunder and lightning gathered in his hands.

He looked down at the battlefield and sneered, "You think you can break the formation?"

As he moved, several bolts of lightning struck towards Xue Tianhan and others like dragons.

Although Xue Tianhan and others fought with all their might, they were still defeated under Zhang Lu's powerful attack.

Lady Green Snake and Xue Tianhan, relying on their half-step fusion strength, managed to hold on, but burn marks from resisting the thunderbolt gradually appeared on their bodies; Hu Meiniang and Xiao Huang were so shaken by the aftermath of the thunderbolt that their blood surged and blood oozed from the corners of their mouths.

Just when everyone was in danger, the Linghu Jiaolong arrived in time with many disciples of Kunling Sect.

The powerful Spirit Lake dragon swam through the sky, its movements changing the weather wherever it went. The disciples of the Kunling Sect, dressed in uniform and holding magical instruments, lined up in an orderly formation.

"Friend Xue, we are here to support you!" The voice of the Linghu Jiaolong resounded through the battlefield like a huge bell.

The Linghu dragon launched the first attack. It opened its huge mouth and a column of water containing powerful water spiritual power shot towards Zhang Lu like an arrow.

Zhang Lu's face changed and he hurriedly mobilized the power of thunder to resist. The water column collided with the thunder, making a deafening sound. The powerful impact caused the surrounding air to vibrate violently.

The realm of the Linghu Jiaolong was originally almost the same as Zhang Lu's, but Zhang Lu's realm was suppressed by the Qiyun Formation. Although the water column was weakened by the power of the thunder tribulation, it still broke through most of the defense and sent Zhang Lu flying backwards.

Fortunately, Feng Yi cooperated with him, so he was not defeated.

The disciples of Kunling Sect also cast spells one after another. For a moment, various spell lights intertwined and attacked Shi Potianjing and others.

Shi Potianjing and others fought hard to resist, but the disciples of Kunling Sect were numerous and cooperated well with each other. They gradually found it difficult to withstand and began to show signs of defeat.

Seeing this, Zhang Lu knew that he could not let the situation continue to deteriorate. He increased the intensity of his attack on the Linghu Dragon, and thunders struck the Linghu Dragon with the momentum of destroying the world.

At the same time, Feng Yi also waved the Phoenix Feather Spirit Banner and attacked the Linghu Dragon.

With its powerful strength, the Linghu Dragon easily resolved the joint attack of Zhang Lu and Feng Yi.

However, at this moment, the fortune formation suddenly stopped working.

"How could this happen? What did you do?" Xue Tianhan had superb attainments in formation. He noticed this change keenly at the first moment and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Do you think we are not fully prepared and dare to come to your lair to assassinate you?" Feng Yi felt that his strength was returning rapidly, and a smug smile appeared on his face, with a tone full of cunning.

It turned out that after the Huanxian Bell trapped Xiaoqi and others, she secretly instructed the formation master lurking nearby to break the luck formation. Now it seems that without No. 2 who presided over the formation, her plan was successful.

"That's great. I was just beaten by this dragon, but now I can finally vent my anger." Zhang Lu also recovered to the realm of Tribulation Crossing, his strength increased greatly, and he actually faced the Linghu Dragon alone, with a gleam of revenge in his eyes.

For a moment, the situation suddenly reversed, and the advantage that should have been on Xue Tianhan and his team instantly went to Feng Yi and his team.

Although the disciples of Kunling Sect fought hard, they could only hold on under the powerful attack of Feng Yi and others. The two sides fought back and forth and fell into a stalemate.

Xue Tianhan knew that this was not a good idea. While the enemy's attention was distracted by the Linghu Dragon and the Kunling Sect disciples, he decisively decided to rescue Xiaoqi and the others first.

He used all his strength to activate Pangu Axe, closed his eyes tightly, concentrated his mind, and the spiritual power in his body flowed like a turbulent river, as if trying to break through the constraints of his body.

At this moment, the new trick he had learned flashed through his mind - the third axe of the Three Axes to Open the Sky, "Three Axes to Break the Sky".

Xue Tianhan's mind moved, and a dazzling light burst out from the small half of Pangu Axe. The surrounding spiritual energy was as if pulled by an invisible big hand and quickly gathered.

In the blink of an eye, a giant axe formed by majestic spiritual power hovered in front of Xue Tianhan. Runes flickered on the axe, and a faint aura of creation emanated from it, as if it was about to create a new world.

Xue Tianhan shouted loudly, holding the giant spiritual axe with both hands, and swung the first axe towards the illusion array.

This axe carried endless power, and the space seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a "sizzling" sound. The light of the illusion array dimmed a little in an instant, like a lamp that was about to go out.

Immediately afterwards, Xue Tianhan turned around, and the second axe swung out like lightning. Wherever the axe blade passed, the air was torn apart, and the illusion array trembled violently. The faces of several elders who maintained the illusion array turned pale in an instant, and they spat out blood, as if their life force had been drained away.

Before everyone could react, Xue Tianhan's third axe followed. This axe gathered all his strength and determination, and with the momentum of destroying the world, it chopped heavily on the illusion array.

In an instant, the magic array flickered, and with a crisp "crack" sound, a huge crack appeared. Xue Tianhan rushed into the crack without hesitation.

After entering the illusion array, Xue Tianhan quickly locked onto Xiao Qi's position with his powerful divine sense. He flashed and came to Xiao Qi's side.

At this time, Xiao Qi was in a sea of ​​blood, surrounded by the painful wails of his companions.

She gripped the sword tightly, veins popping out on the back of her hand, her face pale as paper, but her eyes were still firm, like stars in the darkness.

"Xiao Qi, we are here to save you!" Xue Tianhan shouted loudly, his voice echoing above the sea of ​​blood, as loud as a bell.

When Xiao Qi heard Xue Tianhan's voice, he was delighted. He turned around and saw Xue Tianhan and others. A glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, like a dry land welcoming a downpour.

"Tianhan, you are finally here!" Xiaoqi's voice contained a hint of fatigue, but more of joy, as if cheering for rebirth.

Xue Tianhan came to Xiaoqi and immediately used his spiritual power to help Xiaoqi dispel the illusions around him.

With the help of Xue Tianhan's spiritual power, the sea of ​​blood around Xiao Qi gradually disappeared, like the morning mist dissipating, and the wailing of his companions also gradually faded away, as if they had never existed.

Xiao Qi's complexion gradually returned to its rosy color. She gripped the sword tightly and stood up, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

At this time, on the other side, clones No. 2 and No. 3 were trapped in endless darkness, with sharp sword energy coming from all directions. They tried their best to resist, but found that the sword energy was endless, and their spiritual power was being consumed rapidly, like sand in an hourglass constantly flowing away.

There were already several wounds on the body of clone No. 2, and the blood had stained his clothes red, which was shocking; clone No. 3 was pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and looked exhausted.

Qingluan was trapped in a cage made of ice. Its fire power was suppressed by the cold and could hardly be exerted. It could only make anxious cries, and its voice was full of helplessness.