Ye Feng's current speed is obviously far better than that of the white-bearded old man. In just over a dozen breaths, Ye Feng was about to catch up with the white-bearded old man.
"Master, go first!" A young disciple who had left before resolutely followed behind and rushed towards Ye Feng. The disciple was a master of the Heavenly Spirit level. He wanted to wave his sword at Ye Feng. Even if he had a move with Ye Feng, his hand had just been raised. The moment before, Ye Feng was far away from him, but the next moment, Ye Feng's hand suddenly penetrated into his chest, tearing him to pieces. Ye Feng was blocked by him for a moment, and then continued to chase and kill the white-bearded old man who angered him.
The two of them fled and chased each other. At the speed of the two, they quickly left Yanyang City and came to a deserted forest. During this process, four disciples had already sacrificed their lives to stop Ye Feng's terrible speed.
"Demon, I must kill you today, thinking that my four disciples will avenge you and set up the fourteen locked gate formation!"
With the roar of the white-bearded old man, the remaining fourteen heavenly cultivators stood in the air, lying down, or cross-legged, each standing in one position. The fourteen people had different positions and postures, but they all had a light ball. Suddenly, a light connected fourteen large light balls like a chain, and the core of the connection was Ye Feng.
"All the disciples obey orders, cast spells with all their strength, and kill the demons!" The old man with white beard shouted again.
"yes!"
The fourteen formationists each took out their weapons and slashed a terrifying spiritual energy directly in front of them. When these fourteen forces touched the fourteen lights connecting them, they flowed quickly to the white-bearded old man like a transmission of electric current.
Fourteen terrifying energy began to gather together to form a white light ball, and the light of the light ball began to become fierce.
The white-bearded old man looked solemn and severe, and he slowly said: "Four-locked Door Formation--Silent!"
Suddenly...
The light ball gathered with fourteen Heavenly Cultivators and masters flowed. Slowly, the light ball began to shrink, and the fourteen masters all desperately entered the light ball through the input power. The more energy the light ball absorbed, the smaller the volume.
"Kill!" Ye Feng didn't know how to think at this time. He felt that the light ball had the power to threaten him, and suddenly punched out. His body shape instantly cut through the sky. Ye Feng's fist with red light hit the light ball,
In the dark and turbid space, a huge crack suddenly appeared, as if a crack appeared in a piece of cloth. The crack was oblique and just cut through the space.
"boom!"
The huge crack collided with the light ball that became the size of a ping-pong ball. The strong roar caused a slight fluctuation between the sky and the earth, and the ground vibrated like an earthquake. Ye Feng closed his fists, but the light ball actually became bigger again.
"Puff!" A weak disciple suddenly spurted out blood. Their lives were connected to the light ball. It would be best if the light ball could kill Ye Feng. If the light ball was beaten to death by Ye Feng, they would also die.
Among the fourteen masters, this disciple is the only master of the Heavenly Spirit level and the weakest. He was the first to be seriously injured in such a violent collision.
The other people looked bad, and Ye Feng's strength had obviously reached the Tianling King stage. It was really difficult for them to kill the Tianling King stage masters.
"Come again, you must hold on until your four masters come!" The white-bearded old man shouted suddenly. The fourteen masters' faces suddenly turned red almost at the same time, and the energy in their bodies poured into the light ball. The light ball suddenly shrank and became the size of a glass bead.
"Roar!" Ye Feng's terrifying fist hit again. The terrifying fist emitted a red light, and the terrifying energy caused the space to shake violently. Ye Feng's heavy punch hit the light ball the size of a glass pinball. The light ball vibrated and became bigger again.
"kill!"
At this time, with the command of the old man with white beard, the fourteen masters changed their moves at the same time, and the light ball as the size of a glass pinball suddenly trembled.
"call out!"
The light ball the size of a glass marble emits a thin light like a thin line, directly shooting towards Ye Feng's eyebrows.
The light came. Ye Feng did not avoid any of it. His fists slowly shook, and the red light on his fists became dazzling.
"Kill! Kill! Kill..."
Ye Feng kept swaying his fists, and every time he hit Ye Feng, he took a step back, and the light ball was also knocked back, and it also became bigger.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"...
A famous master suddenly started vomiting blood, his face was extremely pale.
"Uncle Master, we will die once this light ball shatters. It seems that we can't hold on anymore. Please remove the formation quickly." The middle-aged man in white who came first persuaded helplessly.
"Oh... a master of the Tianling King level, I want me to wait for it to kill!" The old man with white beard shook his sleeves and shouted, "Retreat the formation!"
With the command of the old man with white beard, all fourteen masters of heavenly cultivators were opened.
"Roar!" The moment the formation was lifted, Ye Feng roared like a wild beast, and rushed directly to one of the Heavenly Spirit General-level Heavenly Cultivator masters. These Heavenly Cultivator masters faced Ye Feng without the assistance of the formation and had no power of resistance at all.
It's like a martial emperor wants to kill a group of warriors, martial artists or generals, it's a complete massacre!
"puff!"
Blood gushed and spiritual energy spread. Ye Feng punched the Heavenly Spirit General level cultivator from the sky. As the Heavenly Spirit General level master fell, his entire body suddenly burst into the air.
"kill!"
At this time, the other thirteen people also roared and rushed towards Ye Feng.
When the thirteen Heavenly Cultivators besieged Ye Feng, they had broken arms and their limbs flew randomly. Some of their heads were smashed to pieces, and all kinds of flying sword restrictions were used, and the world was dark for a moment.
"Retreat all!"
At this moment, a loud voice seemed to ring in the sky. An old man in a purple robe appeared like teleportation. The person came so strong that even Ye Feng, who was deeply trapped in a state of madness, couldn't help but look back.
Ye Feng felt a huge threat.
The current sect leader of Yantian Sect and is also the senior brother Zhuge Haotian among the only four fourth-generation disciples of Yantian Sect!
Zhuge Haotian was immediately furious when he saw a disciple being killed by Ye Feng.
"Master!" The old man with white beard flew over immediately as soon as he saw Zhuge Haotian. At the same time, the surviving people flew behind Zhuge Haotian. At this time, only five of the eighteen masters of heaven cultivators were left, and the rest were all killed by Ye Feng.
"Senior Brother." At this time, a crisp sound sounded, and a woman in a white robe appeared. The woman looked only in her twenties, but in fact she was a super master who had practiced for hundreds of thousands of years. Hu Ji ranked third among the four masters of Yantian Sect. At the moment Hu Ji appeared, Gu Yuan, an early master of the Tianling King wearing a golden robe, and the Feather Butterfly wearing a green robe also appeared at the same time.
Except for the colors worn by Yantian Sect, the four super masters are exactly the same. Among them, the purple robe is the sect leader and the other three robes are elders. The sect leader Zhuge Haotian is a master in the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit King, and the other three elders are in the early stage of the Heavenly Spirit King.
Ye Feng also felt the strength of the three people coming here. Even if he was in a state of losing his mind, he did not rush forward rashly. At this time, Ye Feng was covered in blood, and his injuries had been completely recovered under the repair of the power of the Heavenly Spirit King. A master of the Heavenly Spirit King level, even if his head was cut, he would not die as long as his soul was immortal, let alone Ye Feng's minor injuries.
Ye Feng was confronting the four Heavenly Spirit King-level masters in the air.