At the feet of the two men, an Array seemed to take form, as the soil on the ground constructed shiny array patterns.
In just a brief moment, Ren Feng's view was filled with swirling dust, condensing like sharp blades, and amid this dust, shadowy figures seemed to be running and hiding, ready at any moment to deliver a lethal blow to Ren Feng and Guo Yilong.
Ren Feng frowned, releasing his True Qi to sense the situation, only to find that the dust actually blocked his perception!
"This is the Sandstorm Burial Array!" Guo Yilong's face was somewhat grave. "An array formed by the power of dozens, with refined dust, very dangerous."
"I know."
Ren Feng and Guo Yilong stood back to back, prepared at any moment to handle emerging threats.
Woosh!
Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the dust towards the two men.
Guo Yilong's Pursuing Wind slashed out, with a cold glimmer sending the opponent flying.
