"Wind Lock?!"
"When were we hit by this killer move?"
"We didn't notice it at all!!"
The Shadow Sect immortals were all astonished. How had they been struck by this killer move? From beginning to end, they had never noticed. If the Ancient Battle Formation All Directions had not performed poorly, with the facts laid bare before them, then merely hearing Wu Yong's words would probably have made everyone think he was bluffing!
Never underestimate the methods of a Rank 8 Gu Immortal.
Although Wu Yong's seniority was not particularly high, and he even ranked below the other Rank 8 Gu Immortals in terms of seniority within the Southern Border Gu Immortal Realm,
his family heritage ran deep, and he had inherited Wu Du Xiu's legacy. Thus, his methods were extraordinarily abundant.
Fang Yuan's brows knitted tightly!
"How does this Wind Lock killer move operate?"
"How long can it last?"
"How can I find the flaw in this move and counter it?"
Stormy waves churned through his mind as thoughts rose and fell. These questions plagued him, and the key was to solve them as quickly as possible—they concerned his very life and fortune.
Jade Clear Drip Wind Small Bamboo House steadily closed in, while Wu Yong's laughter drifted over. He clearly would not give Fang Yuan enough time to think.
The situation was incomparably urgent. Fang Yuan needed to make a decision immediately.
He considered for a moment, then immediately ordered the others, "All of you, enter my immortal aperture!"
"What do you mean?"
"Your strength is too low. Fighting a Rank 8 Gu Immortal is equivalent to directly throwing away your lives. You might as well enter my immortal aperture, study Wind Lock at once, and think of a method to counter it as quickly as possible!" Fang