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Chapter 1287 Don't Come Near Me
In the end, Wu You's consciousness began to fade.
Maintaining the formation for an extended period under excessive strain caused him to feel his soul being torn apart bit by bit, with excruciating pain spreading from his spiritual center throughout his entire body.
Just as Wu You was about to give up, a hand landed on his shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, a gentle spiritual energy flowed slowly into the body along the meridians of the shoulders and neck.
"That's fine, Wu You."
Jiang Xiaochuan's voice sounded behind him, "Remove the main array control, just retain the basic disruption effect, and leave the rest to me."
Wu You felt as if he had been granted a pardon. His tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and his vision went black as he fell forward. Fortunately, Jiang Xiaochuan caught him steadily.
He was panting heavily, and when he looked up, he saw that Jiang Xiaochuan's complexion had not fully recovered its rosy hue.
But if you look closely, you'll see that the weakness and fatigue between his brows have completely disappeared.
Clearly, this hour of meditation allowed Jiang Xiaochuan to recover far better than expected.
At first, Jiang Xiaochuan only dared to hope that Wu You could hold out for half an hour.
Along the way, the distance between them and Yin Changsheng wasn't too far, and besides, the opponent's strength was undeniable.
But he didn't expect that this seemingly thin boy would actually hold on for an hour with sheer tenacity.
His perseverance even amazed him.
He knew all too well that when his body reached its limit, persisting for even one more minute meant overdrawing his mental and physical well-being at the cost of his life.
Jiang Xiaochuan gestured for Wu You to step aside and rest, then turned his gaze to the depths of the formation.
Before long, the wildly dancing tree shadows were forcibly torn apart by a tyrannical aura of bloodlust!
A figure staggered out; it was Yin Changsheng.
At this moment, Yin Changsheng was no longer the cold and composed man he had been before.
His robes were torn in many places, and most noticeably, there was a red, swollen bump on the center of his forehead, with blood even seeping out faintly, clearly indicating that he had bumped into an iron plate countless times in the formation.
This journey was like stepping into a nightmare.
Countless phantom trees, a twisted path, and the sudden appearance of Jiang Xiaochuan or Lao Liu lured him to pounce.
What they got in return was a series of solid impacts.
His patience and caution had long been worn away by this endless teasing.
All that remained was the fury of being fooled and the almost obsessive greed for flesh and blood.
Therefore, when he broke through the last distorted light and shadow.
Upon seeing the stout figure leaning against a tree not far ahead, Yin Changsheng's bloodshot eyes flashed with extreme disgust and numbness.
Another illusion!
Along the way, he had seen Lao Liu like this no less than ten times. Every time he rushed over full of hope, he would either crash into a tree or miss.
He was too lazy to even look closely or sense anything.
Within this damned formation, sensing auras is completely unreliable.
His bloodshot gaze swept past Lao Liu and impatiently swept towards the woods further behind him.
To him, this sixth brother was worthless; even a hundred of them wouldn't be worth a single finger of Jiang Xiaochuan's.
Seeing that the other party ignored him and looked directly behind him, Lao Liu felt a sense of relief at first, but then tightened his chest again.
The relief was that the old bastard didn't immediately pounce on him and tear him apart; the relief was...
The simple strategy that Jiang Xiaochuan and he had just secretly agreed on—luring the enemy in deep and catching them off guard—was about to become useless!
Moreover, judging from Yin Changsheng's posture, he intends to directly pass through this dense forest on the edge affected by the formation.
Once he gets out of the maximum interference range of the teleportation array, it will be difficult to trap him again!
Seeing that Yin Changsheng was really about to pass by him from a few feet away, Lao Liu was so anxious that he broke out in a sweat.
He steeled himself, opened his hoarse voice, and roared at Yin Changsheng:
"Hey! You old bastard! Are you blind? Can't you see me, your fat grandpa, standing right here?"
Just as Yin Changsheng was about to brush past him, his body suddenly stiffened and he stopped in his tracks.
He slowly turned his head, his scarlet eyes focusing on Lao Liu for the first time.
All the figures we encountered before, whether it was Jiang Xiaochuan or Lao Liu's phantom, appeared silently.
Never before has anyone... spoken, and spoken in such a vulgar and provocative tone!
Really? This time... it's for real?!
The moment this thought arose, all the anger that had been building up inside Yin Changsheng exploded in his chest!
"Hey, I'm telling you, don't come near me."
Sensing the opponent's intensely concentrated killing intent, Lao Liu instantly regretted his actions.
That foul mouth! Why not just lure him over instead of adding fuel to the fire?
"court death!!!"
Yin Changsheng let out a hoarse roar from deep in his throat, not caring at all about why Lao Liu was here or why he dared to provoke him.
He had only one thought in his mind: to tear this fat man to pieces!
A flash of blood!
Despite being several feet apart, Yin Changsheng's figure only swayed, leaving only a very faint bloody trace on the spot, and his true form instantly approached Lao Liu's eyes!
The abnormal speed generated a strong wind that stung Lao Liu's cheeks, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.
Even though he already knew that the other party was a fierce person in the Nirvana Realm, Lao Liu was still so frightened by the terrifying speed that his soul almost left his body and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
Just as Yin Changsheng's palm, entwined with viscous blood and evil energy, was about to shatter Lao Liu's face in the blink of an eye.
"Pfft!"
The sixth brother suddenly raised his hand, which had been hidden behind his back, and a crumpled yellow talisman spontaneously combusted without fire.
Suddenly, a huge cloud of extremely thick and pungent milky-white smoke burst open!
The smoke not only instantly engulfed the two figures, but also emitted a spicy aroma!
"Damn it!"
Caught off guard, Yin Changsheng felt a burning pain and intense spiciness in his eyes.
He couldn't help but groan, instinctively closing his eyes and raising his hand to block, which halted his attack.
But this sudden interruption was like a bucket of ice water, instantly clearing his mind, which had been clouded by rage.
The other party dared to play him like this; they must have a backup plan!
Yin Changsheng forcibly raised his mental power to the limit, locking onto the aura of someone frantically climbing the ancient tree behind the white smoke.
"Die!" Yin Changsheng raised his right palm and slammed it down hard towards the source of the aura.
A completely solidified, ferocious hand appeared out of thin air above Lao Liu's head and slammed down with the force of Mount Tai!
"My goodness..."
Lao Liu felt a sudden darkness above his head, as a heavy, terrifying pressure descended from the sky.
Seeing that the bloodthirsty giant palm was about to land squarely on his body, Lao Liu was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.
He was about to shout Jiang Xiaochuan's name at the top of his lungs when he opened his mouth...
call out!
A streak of dark red light struck precisely the center of the blood-red giant palm!
"Crack!"
A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the seemingly indestructible Blood Fiend Giant Hand was instantly covered with cracks.
It then shattered with a deafening roar, turning into a cloud of blood mist that dissipated.