Chapter 935 In the face of absolute strength, there are no tactics at all!
The sixth elder's head just fell to the cold ground, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe all this and would not rest in peace.
Not only him, but also the dozens of silver-armored guards around him were completely unresponsive. They all seemed to have been petrified, standing there, their bodies stiff.
Just now, they saw a flash of purple lightning flash past, and then the head of the Sixth Elder fell to the ground. Dark red blood spurted out, and the smell of blood stimulated everyone's olfactory nerves.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a sharp sword whistle suddenly sounded.
Only then did the silver-armored guards see clearly that the "murder weapon" used to kill the Sixth Elder was a three-foot-long sword with a blood-stained blade and flashing arcs, revealing an unstoppable power.
Immediately afterwards, the sharp sword cut through the sky and flew back to Ye Fan's hand.
"Qiang!"
Ye Fan flicked his fingers, and a dragon-like sword roar sounded. The blood beads on the sword blade were also knocked away, and the sword returned to its unstained appearance, which was almost reflected in his face.
For a moment, the venue was completely silent, you could hear a pin drop, and it was deathly quiet.
Hundreds of warriors at the gate of Yunding Tiangong also had a panoramic view of this scene, with incredible expressions on their faces. Words could not describe their mood at this moment.
You must know that the Sixth Elder is a powerful person at the pinnacle of the earth realm. Looking at the entire ancient martial arts world, he is a being who stands at the top of the pyramid. He is comparable to the heads of other sects, and his strength is beyond doubt.
No one could have imagined that Ye Fan would kill him instantly in the blink of an eye!
If you are a monk, even if your body is destroyed, your soul can escape, and you can find a way to resurrect the soul through the corpse, and be reborn.
However, the Sixth Elder is a warrior. No matter how strong his Qi and blood are, if his head falls to the ground, even if the Great Luo Jinxian comes to this world, it will be difficult to save him. He will not be able to die again.
At this moment, although Ye Fan's face did not change at all, in everyone's sight, he was like a giant pillar standing in front of him, elusive and out of reach.
…
I don’t know how long it took, but a silver-armored guard finally came to his senses. He was shocked and angry. He pointed at Ye Fan and gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, how dare you go on a killing spree in our Zhang family’s territory? Could it be that you are a demon sect?"
Monster?!"
"Huh... don't throw dirty water on me. I just came here to ask for a debt! It's only natural to pay back the debt. Your Zhang family owes me one million spiritual stones. I haven't paid it back for so long. I just collected some interest.
That’s all!” Ye Fan said coldly.
One million spirit stones?!
As soon as these words came out, it was like a huge stone smashing into the calm water, causing thousands of waves and causing an uproar in the venue.
Lingshi is not only a common currency in the ancient martial arts world, but also a necessary treasure for practice. By absorbing the energy of heaven and earth accumulated in the Lingshi, one can quickly increase one's strength.
The most common spiritual stone is worth about 10,000 Chinese coins.
As the saying goes, the poor in culture and the rich in martial arts, if the poor people cannot afford spiritual stones, their cultivation speed will naturally not be as fast as those from rich families. This is also one of the reasons for the decline of martial arts in the secular world.
If you want to train a master warrior, you need to provide at least tens of millions of materials in the early stage, and even billionaires cannot afford such a squandering.
But now, Ye Fan opened his mouth and said that the Zhang family owed him one million spiritual stones. This was really shocking.
One million spiritual stones, converted into Chinese coins, is ten billion.
Judging from the numbers alone, it is not too exaggerated. After all, the young master of the Li family in Hong Kong once offered a sky-high price of tens of billions to buy a jade pendant that could withstand bullets.
However, money in the secular world is just a number on a book, and it can be printed at any time.
As for spiritual stones, they are not endless. Only a few are mined every year, and after the spiritual energy inside is absorbed, they are as useless as ordinary stones. It can be said that one piece is used less than one piece.
Because of this, even if a practitioner has the habit of hoarding spiritual stones, it is impossible to take out too many at once.
Nowadays, among the major sects and aristocratic families in the ancient martial arts world, only a handful can produce half a million spirit stones at once.
The Zhang family has a thousand-year foundation, which is extraordinary, but having a million spirit stones is enough to empty out their inventory over the years.
At this moment, Ye Fan took out a piece of paper from his pocket, spread it out, and said loudly:
"This IOU was written in black and white by your Zhang family. It also has fingerprints on it, which is irrefutable proof! Could it be that...you Zhang family are all shameless people who want to show off in public?!"
"you!!!"
Hearing these words, many silver-armored guards were furious, but could not say anything to refute.
Because they have recognized that this IOU is indeed the handwriting of an elder in the family.
From a moral point of view, Ye Fan's visit to demand debts is completely justified and he is a well-known teacher.
…
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the silver-armored guard at the head suddenly took a step forward.
His head was covered under the helmet, but his exposed eyes glowed with sharp light like an eagle, staring straight at Ye Fan, gritting his teeth and saying:
"You brat, no matter what the debt issue is, the Sixth Elder died in your hands just now! Based on this alone, you have become an enemy of our Zhang family, and there is no room for maneuver! The silver armored guards obey the order!"
"exist!"
"The honor of the Zhang family is sacred and inviolable! Anyone who tries to provoke the Zhang family will be killed without mercy!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Dozens of people roared at the same time, the sound shook the sky, pierced the clouds and cracked the rocks, the atmosphere of fighting and iron horses filled the air, and the surrounding air solidified.
Immediately afterwards, many silver armored guards drew their swords at the same time, like tigers descending from the mountain, rushing towards Ye Fan from all directions, blocking almost all positions, leaving Ye Fan with no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.
Only a few dozen people rushed to kill, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping at the same time, the momentum was extremely mammoth.
Even from a long distance away, the warriors at the gate of Yunding Tiangong could feel the horror.
Each silver armored guard has the peak strength of the Xuan Realm. They are elites that the Zhang family spent countless years cultivating. They are connected with each other and have an incomparable tacit understanding.
Coupled with the mithril armor and special formations, if a top-level expert like the Sixth Elder encountered such a charge, he would not dare to face the enemy head-on. He could only avoid its sharp edge, otherwise he would be severely injured if he encountered it.
, even life-threatening.
However, from beginning to end, Ye Fan never thought about dodging.
"Like an ant!"
Ye Fan sneered, and the aura on his body rose steadily, skyrocketing endlessly, as if a giant dragon was awakening in his body.
"boom!"
A murderous aura that was as solid as a substance spread with his body as the center of the circle, and the temperature within a hundred meters radius instantly dropped to freezing point.
In addition to murderous intent, there is also a domineering will to win, as if anyone who is his enemy will be stepped on and become a stepping stone to the throne.
For a moment, the silver-armored guard, who had been so aggressive just now, froze. He felt an unprecedented crisis. A chill ran down his spine, and his whole body tensed up, as if he was facing a formidable enemy, as if the god of death had raised his sickle and pressed against him.
on their necks.
They never expected that a mere person named Ye Fan would bring such terrifying pressure to them.
Some people even have the illusion that they are facing a supreme being.
The next moment, something even more incredible happened -
Ye Fan's figure disappeared from the place as if by magic.
"Huh? Where is the person?!"
The silver armored guard looked around, searching for Ye Fan's figure.
"Ahhhh——"
Suddenly, a piercing scream suddenly sounded.
Everyone looked at the sound, only to find a silver-armored guard covering his eyes with his hands, with red blood gushing out. It was obvious that his eyes were blinded by a sword.
The mithril armor they wore seemed to cover their entire bodies, but there was still one area they couldn't protect, namely their eyes.
If your eyes are blinded, you will be like a headless fly, completely losing your fighting ability.
"Be careful, everyone gets together, don't let him find every opportunity to defeat you! The Seven-Star Beidou Formation!" the leader of the Silver Armored Guards shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of silver-armored guards formed formations according to the positions of the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper. Every seven people formed a small formation. The formations changed, and they joined forces to move back and forth, forming an offensive and defensive alliance.
At this time, a dark shadow flashed across and appeared in front of them, it was Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's eyes were cold and his tone was as cold as the cold wind in Siberia:
"Hmph... In the face of absolute strength, there is no strategy at all!"