When Ye Xiaofeng heard the words of the young man from the Pseudo-Divine Realm of the Black Demon Clan, he fell silent. He knew that the young man was telling the truth.

In the battle formation, everyone's cultivation levels are different. In the eyes of the pseudo-god masters, the flaws of the rules can be revealed at a glance. In the battle formation, he can't stop him. Now, unless he forms that kind of defensive formation, once that kind of battle formation is formed, he may attack those people in China.

If all the masters of this battle formation were arranged by the eighth level of the holy realm or the ninth level of the holy realm were arranged, it might be possible that they would really trap him. It would be too late to say anything now.

"Die." A thunderous sound exploded in this space.

The young man from the Black Demon clan grabbed the pseudo-god realm with his hand, and the space was frozen directly. Under this claw, even the great power seemed to be trying to slash Ye Xiaofeng into pieces.

Seeing the opponent's attack, Ye Xiaofeng's face changed, and his hands moved, his left hand was blue in the sky and his right hand was land in the ground. His hands merged, and the power of the world closing together was burst out.

An extremely brilliant light burst out from Ye Xiaofeng's hand, resisting the opponent's attack.

boom!!!

Ye Xiaofeng was directly caught by the opponent with the terrible attack from the battle formation, and turned into pure spiritual energy and dissipated into the air.

"Still," Ye Xiaofeng's chest was caught, and blood kept flowing.

The young man from the Black Demon clan, a pseudo-god realm, did not stop there. He was about to take Ye Xiaofeng's life. His other hand slashed in the void, and the space seemed to be cut in half directly.

Seeing that Ye Xiaofeng was about to be cut in half, suddenly, two figures stood in front of Ye Xiaofeng. These two were Ji Xuan and Juke.

"Puff," the two of them were cut in half by a strange force.

"Looking for death." Seeing that someone was blocking his attack, the Black Demon clan, the pseudo-god realm master, was filled with anger, and two black air gushed out of his eyes, completely wrapping the two people who were cut in half.

"Ah,,," a shrill scream was heard, and in a moment, Ji Xuan and Juke's master turned into ashes.

There was a faint reluctance in the air and a kind of angry will.

Huhu,,,

"You must die." Ye Xiaofeng's eyes were red, blue veins on his neck burst out, and his fists were clattering, saying word by word. He had reached the verge of anger. Ji Xuan and Juke died for him, so how could he not be angry?

Ye Xiaofeng knew that the reason why the two of them died for themselves was because they had hope to block each other and hoped not to let the other party enter China and kill everywhere.

The spilled blood not only ignited the anger in Ye Xiaofeng's heart, but also ignited the anger in everyone's hearts.

"Ten-Terminal Battle Formation." Ye Xiaofeng shouted loudly, and his hands moved, and ten rays of light soared into the sky, forming a formation.

These five battle groups have been trained proficiently. When they see the light that Ye Xiaofeng makes, they understand how to set up the formation.

The Bagua Battle Formation suddenly changed and turned into ten teams. Ten teams blocked this space, as if even the rules of heaven and earth had changed a little, and a strange force rippled in this space.

Feeling the changes in the surrounding space, the face of the pseudo-god realm master changed slightly, staring at Ye Xiaofeng and said, "This formation is a bit interesting."

In this battle formation, he felt huge resistance. Whether it was his movement or using the rules of heaven and earth, it was many times more difficult than before.

"Although your battle formation is OK, you can stop me from killing you because of this battle formation." The Black Demon clan said coldly.

Suddenly, he punched out and attacked Ye Xiaofeng. The terrifying black air surged out, and countless roars of ferocious beasts came out of the fist power.

"Break." Ye Xiaofeng said a word, and the sharp energy burst out on his body, and a single stroke, and a sharp light broke through the air, increasing its attack power by more than three times than usual. This is the result of the blessing of the ten directions of battle formations.

Krakka, when encountering the opponent's fist force, the sharp aura drawn by Ye Xiaofeng was directly shattered, and the terrifying fist force continued to rush towards Ye Xiaofeng.

The fist force enveloped Ye Xiaofeng and blocked the void, making Ye Xiaofeng unable to avoid it.

Ye Xiaofeng's eyes shrank, his hands continued to move, mobilizing the power of the ten directions, forming a shield in front of him.

boom!

In the opponent's powerful punch, the shield was broken and the fist hit Ye Xiaofeng's chest.

"ah,,"

Ye Xiaofeng's throat turned sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew backwards.

"Admiral,"

"Admiral,"

Sudden screams sounded from all directions.

Wow, more than twenty figures flew out of the battle formation and rushed towards Ye Xiaofeng.

Dongdongdongdong,,, these more than 20 voices emitted a soft light from their hands, catching Ye Xiaofeng. Their bodies retreated ten steps back at the same time, and each step was stepped on, causing the space to fluctuate continuously.

"Admiral, you rest first and let us deal with him."

"Yes! Let's deal with it."

These people looked at Ye Xiaofeng worriedly and said.

"It's okay, I don't matter, I can still fight." Ye Xiaofeng stood up straight and said panting, letting the blood in his mouth drip into this sea area.

At this time, his chest had sunk, but his body was still standing straight. Looking at this stubborn and unyielding figure, everyone was roaring angryly, and the blood in his body was boiling, and he wanted to kill him alone.

"Admiral,"

Everyone shouted with concern, and this sound contained everyone's infinite worries and expectations.

"Needless to say, what he wants is my life. You must step up your training in the future and integrate all the battle formations." Ye Xiaofeng said with difficulty as everyone said, then turned his attention to the young man in the pseudo-god realm of the Black Demon clan, and said coldly, "You want to kill me, but you have to pay a certain price."

"Is it me? I'm not a little angry." The Black Demon clan, a master from the pseudo-god realm, said coldly.

After saying that, a huge black palm slapped at Ye Xiaofeng. Under this palm, Ye Xiaofeng could definitely be slapping.

"Young Master Feng." Suddenly, figures appeared in front of Ye Xiaofeng. It was the Thirteen Messenger. They felt the danger of Ye Xiaofeng and ran over.

Thirteen people looked at Ye Xiaofeng with respect as before.

"Go back, go back quickly," Ye Xiaofeng felt moved when he saw them, but he still shouted.

"No, I am willing to block the enemy's attack for Feng Shao." Tianxin was the first to speak.

"We are willing." They said in unison, a tragic emotion spreading through the space.

At this time, this huge palm had already been slapped.

Pupu puff,,,, the bodies of the thirteen messengers exploded, blood was like rain, and all fell into the vast sea.

"What a touching scene, I see who else can stop you now." The master of the Black Demon clan said coldly and slapped at Ye Xiaofeng again.

"We are there." At this time, a voice came, and at the same time, a figure blocked Ye Xiaofeng.

"Yes, we're there."

In a blink of an eye, thirty figures were crossed in front of Ye Xiaofeng, forming a human shield. They were all masters in this battle group.

"I order you to leave here quickly." Ye Xiaofeng roared with all his strength, and the light in his hand emitted, trying to push them away, but it was too late.

Puff puff puff, their bodies burst into pieces, and blood splashed and fell like rain.

When this group of people died, another group immediately stepped forward in front of Ye Xiaofeng.

Puff puff puff,,

Batches of masters blocked Ye Xiaofeng's attack, and blood dyed the sky red, and a sad atmosphere continued to spread.

Many masters from all directions have trembling bodies, their eyes are red, and tears are constantly spinning.

Who says men have no tears? What men's tears shed is endless pain and sadness?

Who said that the Chinese people are uneven? At this moment, everyone abandoned their past hatred, united as one, and faced the terrible enemy together.

Seeing a group of masters explode in front of him, blood staining the sky, Ye Xiaofeng's lips had already bitten through, and what flowed through his eyes was not tears but sadness and hatred.
Chapter completed!