"Although Judge is strong, at the moment, 90% of his mind is used to preside over Blood Sacrifice Array, and his perception of the outside world has dropped to the lowest point." Lu Chen's voice carried a convincing power, "This formation is not only the source of his power, but also his biggest flaw!"
He stretched out his finger and pointed to the left side of the altar.
"Yang Xiong," Lu Chen's eyes locked on Yang Xiong, "Have you seen the energy node composed of three blood-colored crystal stones? Before the incense burns out, I will give you a signal. At that time, you use your strongest and most powerful moves to attack there with all your strength! Your task is not to destroy it, but to create the largest movement and attract the attention of the four black-robed followers!"
Yang Xiong was startled, then nodded heavily.
Lu Chen's eyes turned to Wang Teng: "Wang Teng, the moment Yang Xiong made a move, it was also the moment four believers were restrained, your chance came. You don't need to deal with anyone, use your fastest sword, use <Astonishing Swan Sword>, and cut off the chains that bind the seven or eight sacrifices!"
"I... I..." Wang Teng's lips trembled.
"You only need one sword!" Lu Chen's voice suddenly turned sharp, "If he saves the sacrifice, the situation will inevitably be chaotic. Judge has to be distracted to suppress the rampant energy of the formation and prevent the sacrifice from escaping. There will be a one-tenth of a second window in his mind, and his perception will have an absolute blind spot!"
Having said this, he paused, and a flash of solemn murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"And that tenth of a second is my chance. I will launch a fatal blow from his blind spot!"
The whole plan is interlocking and logical, and everyone's role is brought into full play. Attack the east and attack the west, surround Wei and save Zhao!
Yang Xiong's blood boiled when he heard it, and his originally dead heart was instantly ignited. He roared, "Okay! Just do it! Master Banner Sergeant, I, Yang Xiong, will leave my life to you today!"
Wang Teng looked at Lu Chen's confident and almost cold eyes, and was infected by this momentum. The fear in his heart receded slightly. He gritted his teeth and nodded heavily. "I... I understand!"
"Very good." Lu Guo said no more, his eyes fixed on the rising smoke from the altar like a hawk.
Time passes breath by breath.
The smell of blood in the underground dome is getting stronger and stronger, and the hum of the formation's operation is like the whispers of countless wronged souls, making people breathless.
Finally, just when the incense stick was about to burn out, Judge's whole body was filled with blood and light, integrating with the entire formation, and the moment when his mind was immersed to the deepest level -
Lu Chen's eyes flashed with light and he spat out two words: "Do it!"
"Roar!"
Yang Xiong was already ready to go. With a roar, he rushed out of the shadows like a tiger coming out of the gate!
The spear in his hand ignited with raging flames, and True Qi, who was in the Meridian Opening realm, exploded without reservation. With a unique move on the battlefield, Prairie Blaze Hundred Strikes turned into a fire dragon that filled the sky, blasting away with great momentum towards the energy node designated by Lu Chen!
"Who!"
"Seeking death!"
The four black-robed believers next to the altar were really shocked. They did not expect that the enemy would come out from the flank.
They didn't even have time to think about it. They all shouted angrily and used their strength to attack Yang Xiong, trying to intercept his attack.
The energy of the formation appeared momentarily chaotic and empty!
That's it now!
Lu Chen's eyes were like lightning, and he instantly turned to Wang Teng beside him.
However, just before Wang Teng was about to rush out, perhaps out of instinct, he subconsciously looked up in the direction of the altar.
At this glance, he accidentally glanced at Judge, who was standing with his hands behind his back.
That was not Judge's deliberate gaze. He might not even have seen Wang Teng.
But what is contained in those eyes is the absolute indifference and terror that is like a pit and hell, and regards all things as stupid dogs.
An indescribable cold breath seemed to span the distance between space and time, like a basin of ice water, instantly poured on Wang Teng's head.
All the courage and passion that he had just been ignited by Lu Chen's plan were completely extinguished at this moment!
The extreme fear of death and the instinctive despair of that unstoppable force caused his hand holding the sword to tremble violently. The foot that had already stepped out was like being filled with ten thousand kilograms of lead, but it was frozen in place at the most critical moment!
He hesitated!
This tenth of a second of hesitation is fatal to a well-planned assassination!
Fighter plane, fleeting!
"Huh?"
On the altar, Judge, who was originally integrated with the formation, frowned slightly.
He seemed to notice something and turned around slowly.
His gaze easily passed over Yang Xiong, who was fighting fiercely with four believers, and like two invisible sharp swords, was directly locked in the shadow where Wang Teng and Lu Chen were hiding.
A terrifying aura like a mountain or a sea suddenly descended!
The corner of Judge's mouth curled up in a playful yet enlightened arc. His voice was not loud, but it sounded clearly deep in the souls of the three of them:
"The mouse hiding in the dark... huh? This aura... turns out to be you, the little mouse that escaped from Nanling Ghost Market."