Chapter 1830: Worry

As soon as Lu Fei's words fell, the audience was in an uproar.
"I'm going, Zhentu? That's a good baby, I didn't expect Ping Luanhou to have this thing!"
"Yes, it's no wonder that the people of the Shen Rune Sect will take action. The formation is invaluable to them."
"I wonder if Pingluanhou will give them the formation?"
In the Clear Sky School's team, the demon boy and the middle-aged man also looked surprised.
Although their sect is not based on the practice of formation, they also know the value of formation, which is a treasure that is hard to buy.
"Unexpectedly, there are a lot of good darlings in Xiarong!" The demon boy said with a slight squint.
The middle-aged man nodded rarely, and said: "People from the Divine Rune Sect have a good idea. Should we also intervene in this pattern?"
Just after he finished speaking, the voice of a beautiful woman came: "Our mission is not a formation. You don't want to be extravagant."
The demon boy looked a little unwilling, he frowned and said: "Aren't we just watching the people of the God Rune Sect get the formation?"
The beautiful woman shook her head and said with deep meaning: "Look at it. Although the Rune Sect has a good calculation, the formation is not so easy to get."
A look of doubt appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he asked, "Charming, how did you know?"
The beautiful woman pointed to the twenty-two prince on the high platform, and said: "This person is not simple. Although Lu Fei of the God Rune Sect is powerful, if this person intervenes, it is not certain who wins and who loses."
Hearing the words of the beautiful woman, both the demon boy and the middle-aged man were silent.
The instincts of the beautiful women have always been very accurate, and there are very few mistakes. They don't have much doubt about the words of the beautiful women.
On the high platform, Wanyan Xiarong's face was a little ugly, he looked at Lu Fei with gloomy eyes. If his eyes could kill people, he would have died countless times now.
At the same time, Wan Yan Xiarong's heart was also awe-inspiring.
Only a few people know about the fact that he has a formation. Other than that, no one knows that he has a formation.
How did Lu Fei know that he has a formation?
At this moment, Lu Fei's voice rang again.
"Master Hou, I don't know how you are thinking about it?"
Wanyan Xiarong came back to her senses, snorted coldly, and said, "Benhou doesn't know what the formation is. You have found the wrong place."
When Lu Fei heard the words, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Master Hou, since the sect sent us to come, there is reliable news. The array must be in your hands, and you don’t need it yourself. You might as well give it to us. God Rune Sect has a good bond."
"Good destiny?"
Wanyan Xiarong sneered, "How can the peace of the kingdom of Dali need to be good friends with you!"
Lu Fei was noncommittal, pointing to Zhang Yifeng and Xu Nantian who were surrounded, and said, "These two people are not bad in strength. I think, I'm afraid it's hard to deal with Master Hou alone, right?"
Hearing what Lu Fei said, Wanyan Xiarong frowned slightly. As Lu Fei said, if he wants to deal with Zhang Yifeng and Xu Nantian according to conventional means, it is indeed somewhat difficult.
However, he has other means!
Wanyan Xiarong glanced in a certain direction towards the Pingluanhou's Mansion without a trace. He sneered and said, "You don't need to worry about this."
Seeing Wan Yan Xiarong's oil and salt not coming in, Lu Fei's face looked a little ugly. He wanted to use this opportunity to threaten Wan Yan Xiarong and let the other party submit.
But now it seems that this is just his wishful thinking.
Lu Fei sneered and said, "In that case, you can stay in this formation for the time being, Lord Hou."
Hearing this, Wan Yan Xiarong's original angry expression suddenly calmed down.
"Do you really think that with just such a small formation, you can trap Benhou?"
Lu Fei's face changed slightly, and then he returned to normal. He smiled and said, "This formation, even if it is placed in the eighth-level formation, is an extremely difficult formation. It may not be easy for Lord Hou to break through the formation. ."
"is it?"
Wan Yan Xia Rong gave a faint smile, then suddenly turned around, and bowed to Prince Twenty-Two.
"Please also your Highness to take action to help me out of trouble."
The twenty-two prince nodded, and then saw him make a gesture, and a powerful spirit wave instantly hit from a distance.
Then, a gray-haired old man came to the high platform.
"The old man has seen His Royal Highness."
When he came to the high platform, the old man saluted the twenty-two prince.
Looking at the old man, Prince Twenty-Two smiled and nodded, and said, "Yu Lao Xia is old."
The old man shook his head: "If it weren't for His Royal Highness, the old bones might have been turned into a pile of dust, and it is incumbent for the old to be able to do things for the prince."
Afterwards, the old man walked to the formation that trapped Wanyan Xiarong, and a pitch-black formation appeared in his hands.
"Are you an array master?"
At the moment when the old man took out the formation, Lu Fei's expression changed, and a faint feeling came into his heart.
The old man smiled indifferently: "The old man has been studying the formations all his life. Today, when you encounter a Taoist friend from the Divine Rune Sect, you have to learn from it."
Lu Fei's expression was a little ugly. He had calculated everything, but he hadn't calculated it. There would be a formation teacher here.
Now he only hopes that the formation master's formation is not clever, otherwise, his plan today might be stranded.
At this time, the old man took the formation and played a few tricks at random, only to see a peculiar texture appearing at Wanyan Xiarong's feet.
After the old man observed for a while, a confident smile appeared in his eyes. Afterwards, he saw a special mark on his hands, and lightly patted the texture on the ground.
Hum!
With a faint sound, the formation that trapped Yan Xiarong shattered like glass.
"His Royal Highness, fortunately not insulting your life!"
Upon seeing this, the twenty-two prince nodded in satisfaction: "Old Xia makes a move, I feel relieved."
After getting out of the formation, Wanyan Xiarong sneered and said: "The formation of the Divine Rune Sect, but that's it."
Lu Fei's face was a little ugly, he didn't expect that he would meet such a powerful formation master here today.
Judging from the old man's method of breaking the formation just now, the opponent is also at least an eighth-level intermediate formation division.
"Humph!"
Lu Fei gave a cold snort and didn't speak any more.
He knew that this old man was here, and he couldn't make any more moves until he found out the details of the other party.
On the side, Zhang Yifeng looked at the old man, his eyes also a bit solemn.
The dignified look in his eyes was not because the old man broke the formation laid by Lu Fei, but because he was a little worried that Wanyan Xiarong and Prince Twenty-Two had arranged how many such men here.