Zhuo Yifan was filled with anger, and with one move of his hands, he pulled Ba Xian behind him.
Seeing the two people holding hands together, Ba Feng seemed to have been greatly insulted, with fierce murderous intent in his eyes.
"Ba Xian, you... you actually seduced a foreigner and assassinated the eldest young master. You deserve death."
Ba Xian showed his head behind Zhuo Yifan and sneered disdainfully: "Yes, Ba Tian died at the hands of my original brother, so what? Who told him to want to kill us?"
"Killing you is the order of the clan leader. The eldest young master is just following the order. You are so cruel. Hum, even the king of heaven can't save you." Ba Feng was so unscrupulous that he even said such words.
Zhuo Yifan said with a faint sneer: "I heard that your [Coming of Age Battle Royale] is just a situation, designed to elect warriors and participate in the final sacrifice, but you are not allowed to massacre people of your own clan. Ba Tian itself violated the rules.
He deserves to die."
"Yuan, you, a despicable human race, dare to interfere in the affairs of our overlord clan?" Ba Feng said angrily: "In the coming-of-age ceremony battle royale, killing is allowed."
"Haha, in this case, if Ba Tian dies, he will die. Why are you so excited? Is it because he is the eldest young master that he can't die?" Zhuo Yifan snorted disdainfully: "Your tyrants really let me, the eldest son of the human race,
What an eye-opener! The so-called freedom and fairness are actually just a trick played by those in power."
"Anyone who dares to insult the hegemon will be killed without mercy."
Ba Feng couldn't bear it anymore, especially now that Zhuo Yifan and Ba Xian were still holding hands, it was so exciting that he almost lost his mind.
He has been secretly in love with Ba Xian for more than a day or two, but he is an extremely tolerant person and dare not reveal it for fear of causing Ba Di's displeasure.
At this moment, he couldn't care less about his face.
I just want to have sex with Ba Xian before she dies. This life will be considered worthwhile.
The goddess in my heart was held by a lowly human being. This was simply a shame and humiliation that only blood could cleanse.
In anger, he had forgotten Zhuo Yifan's weirdness and just wanted to kill this hateful guy.
He waved his hand, and more than ten masters rushed forward.
"Go back quickly, enter the center point, and don't move around."
Zhuo Yifan shook violently, and a soft but powerful force came out, turning into two invisible hands, throwing Ba Shan and Ba Xian towards the center of the altar at the back.
That's where Zhuo Yifan set up the formation, and it's also the safest place on the entire platform.
Ba Xian and Ba Shan were both taken aback. When they fell down, they wanted to rush forward.
But I heard Zhuo Yifan's voice ringing in my ears: "Don't cause trouble. Stand in the center of the formation. If the formation is not broken, they won't be able to see you."
The two of them had never heard of such a statement.
The altar is so big and can be seen at a glance, but Zhuo Yifan said that the enemy can't see him. Isn't this funny?
But the next moment, they knew the strangeness of the magic circle.
I heard Ba Feng yell angrily: "Yuan, where did you get them?"
Zhuo Yifan laughed: "Ba Feng, they are here, you are just blind and can't see them."
After saying that, he slid back and avoided the crowd's attack.
"Hmph, it's such a big place, I want to see where you run, kill him, and then search carefully."
Ba Feng gave the order, and with a flash of light in his eyes, a spiritual power turned into an invisible sword and attacked Zhuo Yifan.
The attacks of the spiritual master are mainly based on spiritual power, which can evolve into various weapons with just a thought.
These weapons are almost impossible for ordinary people to predict.
Only masters who also have spiritual cultivation can perceive or even [see].
This kind of attack is very weird and terrifying, and is more powerful than real magic weapons.
Zhuo Yifan laughed, ducked, and took a step forward.
Escape from the void!
This step seemed simple and casual, but his body was twisted strangely, and he was directly out of the attack range of the spiritual power, and appeared in a safe place.
Ba Feng's eyes narrowed, and he almost couldn't believe his eyes.
You must know that it is difficult to predict the area affected by psychic attacks. Once locked, it is almost impossible to escape except by fighting head-on.
But Zhuo Yifan actually escaped from his lock. He had never even heard of such a thing. It was really amazing.
But at this moment, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. There were so many experts on his side, so he was not afraid.
The crowd was like a fierce tiger, charging forward in one step.
Whoosh!
More than ten people charged together with astonishing power. In just one step, they crossed more than ten meters and arrived at the altar.
But what shocked everyone was that Zhuo Yifan's figure flashed like a mirror, creating a layer of ripples before disappearing.
Ba Feng's heart skipped a beat, instinctively feeling something bad.
But he couldn't tell what was wrong.
It felt like I had entered a compressed bubble, and the invisible pressure made my heart twitch.
The heart of the Overlord is exactly the legendary [Devil's Heart]. Otherwise, it would not be able to withstand the shock of spiritual power.
You can imagine how powerful such a heart is.
But even with a heart that is as strong as a magic weapon, I feel guilty at this moment. It is conceivable how strange this magic circle is.
"This magic circle is indeed set up for the spiritual master."
Zhuo Yifan's expression was condensed, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
Something seemed to have been touched.
"Yuan, you coward, where have you been hiding? Come out and fight to the death."
Ba Feng's eyes squeaked, and he suddenly shot out a bolt of lightning-like psychic power, slashing forward fiercely.
There was a terrifying wave on the ground, and a three-meter-wide crack opened in the ground, which was unfathomable.
The entire altar was almost split into two by him.
But the statue in front of him remained motionless.
Wherever the cracks reach, they will automatically disappear.
As a hegemonic person, he would never destroy the statue of the god he worships under any circumstances.
There was silence all around.
Ba Cheng said in a trembling voice: "Brother, what's going on? Is this primitive the curse in legend?"
"Don't talk nonsense, it's just a cover-up. They must be hiding in the dark, so be careful."
Ba Feng holds the soul-eating staff, his eyes are like searchlights, and he is vigilantly observing the surrounding environment.
The psychic magnetic field turns into a huge defensive shield, protecting one's own soul.
He has not forgotten Zhuo Yifan's identity...the spiritual master.
But this man is so terrible that he can actually hide his whereabouts.
The other warriors of the Overlord clan were also sweating profusely.
This is too much pressure.
No one knows where Zhuo Yifan is hiding.
ah!
Suddenly, a warrior screamed, covering his head with both hands, and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
When everyone saw it, they immediately gasped.
I saw that this man was bleeding from all his orifices, and his face was hideous, as if he was suffering from great pain.
A phantom flashed past.
"Original, don't even think about escaping, stay alive!"
The murderous intent in Ba Feng's eyes soared into the sky, and the murderous intent turned into a substantial shock wave, which struck hard on the phantom.