"I just entered the sect realm and had such strength. If I were to other places, maybe I was really not your opponent, but it was a pity that this is the Ximen family and this is my territory..." Ximen Zhanfeng's eyes flashed with crazy light, his messy hair was windless, and a powerful aura burst out from his body again.

Everyone felt something was wrong. Before they could understand what was going on, they felt a vibration on the ground. Then they saw iron swords shot out from the ground with Ximen Zhanfeng as the center.

"This old fox is so sinister. He has buried so many swords here. Each sword has a wisp of his sword intent. Ye Xiu is in trouble..." Cao Xiong sighed softly.

"What does it mean?" Liu Xian'er asked in confusion.

She had been deeply impressed by Ye Xiu's violent punch just now. She originally thought that with the combat power shown by Ye Xiu, it was only a blink of an eye to end the battle. Who would have thought that Cao Xiong would say this?

"You will understand immediately..." Cao Xiong shook his head without explanation.

In just a moment, more and more iron swords broke out from all directions and came to Ximen Zhanfeng. In just a moment, at least more than a thousand iron swords were suspended beside Ximen Zhanfeng.

Seeing the iron swords flashing with cold light, ordinary people like Liu Mingyu who knows martial arts at all were already shocked and couldn't stop talking. The previous fight was already exciting enough, but who could have thought that Ximen Zhanfeng could actually control so many iron swords. Is this still a warrior? This is simply a magical method.

Murong Xue's pupils shrank, and among the crowd, she was the only one who understood what Cao Xiong said.

Only his master can control so many iron swords with sword intent. Ximen Zhanfeng definitely does not have such ability, but he had already hidden his sword intent in these swords a long time ago, which is convenient for him to control these iron swords. The entire Ximen Villa is a huge sword formation.

Faced with such a powerful force of heaven and earth, can Ye Xiu really resist it?

At least Murong Xue knew that if she was in Ye Xiu's position, there would be no other way except to escape at this moment.

"Interesting..." Seeing the iron swords flashing with cold light, Ye Xiu not only did not feel anxious, but instead chuckled, and even stood there, allowing Ximen Zhanfeng to attract the iron swords hidden in the villa.

"Boy, you will pay the price for your arrogance..." Ximen Zhanfeng roared angrily, and more and more iron swords broke out, and in the end there were at least three thousand iron swords suspended around his body.

"Go to die!" When the iron sword controlled by Ximen Zhanfeng reached its peak, Ximen Zhanfeng grabbed the heavy sword in his hand and waved his full strength in the direction where Ye Xiu was.

The thousands of iron swords were like thousands of meteors, whistling out, shooting towards Ye Xiu like a blocking the sky and the sun.

With such a dense sword formation, even if the four masters stand here, they will have a headache.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and stared at Ye Xiu, who was shrouded in sword rain.

Everyone behind Ye Xiu was stunned. It was not until this moment that they understood why Ye Xiu brought them here but refused to let them take action.

Once they take action, not to mention what consequences will occur later, Ximen Zhanfeng's attack will be enough to severely damage them.

This is the Grandmaster...

But can Mr. Ye withstand this sword rain?
Chapter completed!