Yu Dingyu's attitude was very clear, and Zhao Wenyuan also stood beside Dingyu with a firm look on his face.

Luo Hegong narrowed his eyes and looked at Yu Dingyu and Zhao Wenyuan.

While twisting his beard with his hands, he thought about the situation in front of him. After thinking about it, he still couldn't understand why the Wen Jumen and the other two wanted to help Zhang Wei.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he stopped thinking about it.

Luo Hegong rolled up his sleeves and whispered: "It seems that I haven't come out to walk around for a long time. I'm afraid that my name has been forgotten." He spoke very lowly, as if he was talking to himself.

Yu Dingyu's face changed and he shouted to the disciples of Wenju Sect: "Form a formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than two hundred Wen Xiu flew out of the crowd and flew behind Yu Dingyu.

When Luo Hegong saw this, he still whispered: "There are indeed many disciples, haha..." Suddenly, Luo Hegong raised his hands to the sky, and then punched Yu Dingyu with both fists.

Yu Dingyu took a step forward, took out his treasure brush and wrote: "The saint's words..."

Zhao Wenyuan stood behind Dingyu and continued to write: "The way of heaven is ruthless, and reason is meaningless..."

Many Wenju disciples stood behind Dingyu and Zhao Wenyuan. Each of them only wrote one word. In this way, the whole article was written by many Wenju disciples present.

Among the onlookers, Yu Wenqing, the director of Pingshan Academy, hovered in the air. He looked at him and saw many disciples of Wenju Sect forming a triangle. Among them, the tip of the triangle was Yu Dingyu and Zhao Wenyuan standing there, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and said, "Wenju Sect used the strongest holy word formation from Wenju Sect when they came up. It seems that they were determined to save Zhang Wei."

Yu Dingyu and Zhao Wenyuan are at the forefront of the literary cultivation, and are inheriting the true energy of many Wenju disciples. They seem to be incredible, but in fact they are not. They are under the terrifying attack of Luo Hegong.

Luo Hegong still used the Luo family's unique skills of Qishou. This set of boxing skills was just used by Luo Yufan, and it was so powerful that he could swallow mountains and rivers. But compared with Luo Hegong's boxing skills at this moment, Luo Yufan's Qishou's Qishou just now was like a joke.

Luo Hegong's aura punch hit Yu Dingyu. When facing this blow, Yu Dingyu just resisted it, and the treasure in his hand had already exploded to pieces.

Yu Dingyu finally took this attack of Qi-swallowing Fist. He swallowed a mouthful of blood secretly. When he received Qi-swallowing Fist just now, as long as he took a step back, he would not have been injured so severely.

But as long as he takes a step back, the many disciples behind him will have to bear the power of the saint. So in order not to hurt his disciples, Yu Dingyu chose to bear Luo Hegong's attack alone.

Luo Hegong naturally saw that Yu Dingyu was injured after taking the punch. He curled his lips with contempt and hit him with another angrily punch.

Zhao Wenyuan saw that Yu Dingyu was injured, so he pulled out the ruler and wanted to block Yu Dingyu. However, Yu Dingyu grabbed the jade ruler and said, "Don't take action. If I lose, you will still have to take the disciples away from this place."

Zhao Wenyuan was stunned after hearing this, gritted his teeth and continued to consume his true energy and write words, maintaining the operation of the formation.

More than 200 monks of the Wen Sect maintained the Holy Word Formation, and their true energy gathered towards Yu Dingyu. With so much true energy, even the robe on Yu Dingyu's body bulged up.

However, although there is a lot of true energy, it has only been fighting against Luo Hegong for five breaths. By the time of the sixth breath, cracks have begun to appear on the ruler.

Yu Dingyu knew that once the ruler was broken, he would lose this move again.

When Zhao Wenyuan saw this scene, his right hand was still writing, but he put his left hand on Yu Dingyu's back.

Yu Dingyu suddenly felt lighter and the pressure on his body was relieved a lot, but his face became even more worried.

As soon as Zhao Wenyuan's hand was pressed on Yu Dingyu, he instantly felt the terrifying power of Luo Hegong. His throat suddenly became sweet and blood surged up.

Luo Hegong saw that the Holy Word Formation had temporarily stabilized, but the person who maintained the formation changed from one person to two, he became happy.

If the Holy Word Formation had just been broken, then only Dingyu was seriously injured. As long as the Holy Word Formation is broken now, even Zhao Wenyuan would not be able to escape.

So Luo Hegong didn't give the other party a chance to breathe, and he punched Yu Dingyu again.

Yu Dingyu and Zhao Wenyuan groaned at the same time. It seemed that they were really injured after taking this blow, but neither of them took a step back.

However, several hands were pressed on Yu Dingyu's back, and more hands were pressed on Zhao Wenyuan's back.

The two men suddenly felt their bodies lighter, but they couldn't help but look back and saw many disciples of Wenju Sect stretching out one hand and pressing against the back of their fellow disciples in front of them.

At this moment, more than 200 Wenju monks were connected together, bearing the pressure of the entire formation.

Although this method is good, it can reduce the pressure on the person who presides over the formation, but it also has its disadvantages, that is, once the formation cannot hold on, all disciples in the sect will be affected.

Seeing this, Yu Dingyu couldn't help but shake his head and sighed.

Zhao Wenyuan said to Yu Dingyu: "Sect Master, the matter has come to this point, so I can only do my best."

Yu Dingyu nodded and said to the disciples in the sect: "All disciples obey orders, this battle is related to the life and death of our sect, so you must do your best."

After receiving the order from the disciples of the Wenju Sect, they worked harder to maintain the operation of the Holy Word Formation, and suddenly the entire formation emitted endless pressure around them.

Yu Dingyu bit his finger and used his blood to look at Luo Hegong in the air and began to write quickly, "The east is the sea, and the sound is loud..." This "Watching the Sea and Dingshan" is continuous, one stroke is stronger than the other.

Luo Hegong's aura was at a disadvantage in an instant. When the "Watching the Sea and Dingshan" was finished, Luo Hegong had a few marks on his arms, and the man also took a few steps back.

The saint in Luozhong actually took a few steps back, and the onlookers could not even think of this situation.

The corners of Luo Hegong's mouth raised slightly and said, "Excellent, amazing. A formation can force me to take a few steps back. Hehe, although the formation is strong, it is only the realm of the person who presides over the formation..." Speaking of this, Luo Hegong began to emit a sacred aura.

This time, the Qi-swallowing Fist was attacking Yu Dingyu with sufficient sacred aura.

Faced with Luo Hegong's estimate, the Holy Word Formation burst out with a powerful aura of Confucianism and resistant to the attack of the Qi-swallowing Fist.

Luo He Gong used his power to fight against the formation formed by more than 200 Wenju disciples. The strength of both sides was almost the same. However, Luo He Gong's mind was unpredictable and changed very quickly between force and force. Many Wenju disciples could only transport true energy smoothly and strive to maintain the stability of the entire formation.

In this way, Luo Hegong's attacks were strong and weak, and wave after wave.

The changes in the formation could not keep up with the rhythm of Luo He Gong. After more than ten moves confronted each time Luo He Gong's sacred aura burst out, the entire Wenju disciples suffered a little internal injury.

Not long after, many disciples of Wenju Sect with weak cultivation began to vomit blood, but these disciples remained silent, and still pressed on the back of their fellow disciples with one hand, while the other hand continued to write, maintaining the operation of the entire formation.

Yu Dingyu and Zhao Wenyuan were extremely anxious but had no choice but to see this scene.

In fact, there were still some Wen sect monks among the onlookers, and there were still seventy or eighty disciples of Pingshan Academy who were also Wen Xiu. If they could help Wen Jumen, they would definitely win.

However, Wen Xiu has always been the only one in the world. Moreover, according to the situation just now, Wen Ju Sect must have obtained a masterpiece from Zhang Wei, so he tried his best to rescue Zhang Wei.

Yu Wen Qing thought about it over and over again, thinking that although he had a good relationship with Wenju, he could still do something icing on the cake without any benefits, and he could help him in time...

At this time, several more Wenju disciples vomited blood. Seeing this, Zhang Wei put his palm on the Wenju disciples beside him, sending true energy into the other party's body.

As soon as his hand touched the other person's body, he felt that he was connected to the entire formation, and a trace of Luo Hegong's breath came from the disciple. As soon as he felt this breath, Zhang Wei felt that his body seemed to be about to crack and his whole body was in unbearable pain.

Fortunately, when the true qi in Zhang Wei's body was exhausted just now, Yu Dingyu gave him the true qi of many literary cultivators, and it contained the breath of Confucian saints. At this time, Zhang Wei used these true qi to maintain the formation with the disciples of the Wenju Sect, but he would not have conflicts with the formation.

However, Zhang Wei was added to the entire formation, which was like a drop in the bucket for Luo Hegong's offensive, with minimal effect.

Zhang Wei was already seriously injured. After a few breaths of breath, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yuwen Qing was still hesitating, and suddenly a person rushed out of the crowd, and flew towards Luohe Gong with a water dragon.

I saw that the man flew over was very young and handsome. The most unique thing was that the man's whole body looked like ice and jade, like a man carved from jade.

Many people recognize this person. He is Feng Zhizi, who has Bing Xin's bloodline.

Feng Zhizi shouted loudly: "Brother, I'm here!"

However, Mr. Luo He just turned his head and looked at Feng Zhizi. The water dragon under Feng Zhizi's feet disappeared, and Feng Zhizi himself fell from the air in an instant and fell to the ground.

Feng Zhizi had just arrived here and went to help without saying a word. However, his cultivation level was not in the late stage of qi entering the air, and in the eyes of the saint, he was just an ant. If his Bing Xin bloodline had not protected him, he would have been stared to death by Luo Hegong at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, several Dinghai Sect disciples rushed out of the crowd, among which Sun Haoyun hugged Feng Zhizi and sent true energy into the other party's body. The remaining disciples blocked behind Sun Haoyun.

Luo Hegong looked at me contemptuously and said, "Dinghaimen also wants to attack me?"

Sun Haoyun immediately stood up, bowed to Luo Hegong with fists and said, "Dinghaimen dare not. My junior brother just came here and ran into Old Luo. I am really sorry for you. Please don't blame me, my junior brother. Dinghaimen will come to the door to apologize another day."

"Get out." After Mr. Luo He said that, he ignored the disciples of Dinghai Sect. He continued to attack the Holy Word Formation.

Seeing Feng Zhizi rushing out, Guo Xiude and Shan Junwei also wanted to rush out in the crowd, but the elders of the Donghua Sect who came here looked at them tightly, making them unable to move at all.

The pressure under the Holy Word Formation was getting stronger and stronger, and Zhang Wei vomited blood directly. The Wenju disciple standing beside Zhang Wei saw this and shouted in front: "Sect Master, Mr. Zhang vomited blood!"

At this time, everyone in the formation could not move around at will, and Yu Dingyu, who was in charge of the formation, was even more so. He had to shout to Zhang Wei: "Mr. Zhang, how could you participate in this formation..." Halfway through speaking, he also figured it out that Zhang Wei's energy was exhausted just now, and he gave the other party a lot of true energy, so Zhang Wei was able to connect with many disciples to maintain the formation.

So he continued to shout, "Mr. Zhang, this formation may not be able to hold on anymore, please leave!"

Seeing that the other party was trying so hard to save himself, Zhang Wei shouted passionately: "Master Yu, although I don't know why, your Wenju Sect is a life-saving grace to me. I, Zhang, are willing to live and die with you."

Zhao Wenyuan turned around and cursed: "It's not a big deal to live and die together. You can leave quickly. As long as you are willing to pass on all the works in your heart to our sect in the future, it will be considered as repaying today's kindness."

Zhang Wei replied: "Actually, I don't know much. I remember only a few of them. Besides, I'm afraid I can't get out of here alive, so I'll read it to you now."

Zhang Wei is telling the truth. The venue environment is extremely complicated at this time. Thousands of people are willing to rescue Zhang Wei but only more than 200 Wenju Sect people. It is not known how long the Holy Word Formation can last. Once the formation is broken, Zhang Wei may still be dead.

So in order to repay the kindness of Wenju Sect, Zhang Wei shouted: "Master Yu Sect, President Zhao, you are in a tough battle, so I will read it for you, listen... Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it is as cool as a meteor..." This is the opening and closing of Li Bai's "The Legend of the Knights" described in this great opening and closing, and it is natural. At this time, the disciples of Wenju Sect are fighting, and they can't help but resonate in their hearts when they hear such a masterpiece.

More than ten disciples in the Holy Word Formation have improved their cultivation, and two even broke through the realm, from the peak of entering Qi to the early stage of the ring palace.

As the cultivation level of these disciples improved, everyone in the entire formation felt that the pressure was relieved a lot. Seeing this, Zhang Wei continued to recite: "Watch the sword with a lamp while drunk, dreaming of blowing the horns and camping... The grass and breeze shore, the dangerous night boat..."

Zhang Wei recited two more times in a row, and more than twenty of the disciples of Wenju Sect improved their cultivation, and even the three disciples of Pingshan Academy who were watching also improved their cultivation.

What everyone unexpectedly expected was that although Yu Dingyu and Zhao Wenyuan failed to break through the realm, they had a faint momentum of breaking through the realm based on their insights just now. At this time, with the two of them joining forces, the Holy Word Formation actually contained a saint's aura, which means that the two of them had stepped on the threshold of becoming a saint.

Yu Dingyu did not hesitate and wrote the article "The Legend of the Knights" that Zhang Wei had just read with his right hand. As the disciples of Wenju sect gradually became stronger, Luo Hegong gradually became at a disadvantage.

When Yu Dingyu wrote the sentence "Kill one person in ten steps, and walk thousands of miles away", Luo Hegong groaned, covered his abdomen with his left hand and took more than ten steps back.

Until now everyone understood that Wenju Gate actually seriously injured Luo Hegong, the saint of Luozhong, and they became stronger in Zhang Wei's poems in this way.

(End of this chapter)
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