However, Boss Ye couldn't control that much at the moment. There was no pop-up window in Qishuwu, because if he ran any further, he would probably get hurt. The guy gritted his teeth and ran towards Wuma Peak in a flash. The man seemed to have figured out what the boss was doing. He probably knew that Boss Ye wanted to use Wuma Peak as a human shield.
Therefore, before Ye Fan approached Wuma Peak, the bell was shot by a stone and rushed to the front of Wuma Peak. If Ye Fan insisted on passing by, he would use his own body to knock the bell away first.
Of course, Ye Fan would not do such a stupid thing. He deliberately accelerated his speed and rushed towards Wuma Peak. When he was approaching the bell, he suddenly turned around with great force. He reached down and grabbed the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which was lying on the ground. in hand.
After that, Boss Ye roared loudly, raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and struck down on his own bell with all his strength.
"My knife!" Wuma Feng screamed.
There was a crisp sound next to it.
The bell finally exploded under the powerful blow of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and it stretched out a few lotus petals and grabbed it on Ye Fan's head. However, Jianfan would not let it succeed. He struck again with the sword, and it clicked. There was a strange noise.
Both sides suffer.
'The lotus was hit by the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and finally fell to the ground. Moreover, the bell was also twisted and deformed. This, of course, was useless. Boss Ye had no time to feel sorry for his own blood.
The Qinglong Yanyue Knife did not benefit either, because the Blood Drop is also made of the alloy with the highest hardness and toughness.
Naturally, the blade of the knife also rolled over and turned into a broken knife. Boss Ye's hard chop must have weighed at least 20,000 to 30,000 kilograms. What thing can withstand such a strong impact?
"There are still some tricks..." After a faint hum came from the ancient stone tower, a figure like a big bird directly jumped from the top of the seven or eight-story ancient tower. After receiving several times of strength, it slid over a hundred meters away and landed directly. In front of Ye Fan.
This man has white hair and a white beard. His face shape is somewhat similar to that of several brothers from the Wu family, but this man is neither fat nor thin.
He was wearing a Li-Ning sportswear and Nike shoes. Moreover, there were actually two big earrings as big as small fists hanging from his ears. They looked a bit weird, as they were the bodies of ancient people and the clothes of modern people.
"It's Senior Wuxianfeng, right?" Ye Fan asked, holding his fists.
"Hahaha, Xianfeng, you still remember my name, that's good!" Wu Xianfeng glanced at Ye Fan and the others, suddenly his face became serious, and said, "You guys come together, it's not about betting on the lottery. I'll add more Likewise, if you win, I will give you all the Wu family’s possessions, including their people.”
"Senior, um, we are all juniors, with you..." Mr. Ye looked a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that this old guy would actually do it himself regardless of his face. Now he has a lot to play with.
"The quota we left is for my father. What's wrong, Ye, are you going to regret it?" At this time, Wu Mafeng became proud and shouted. Suddenly, all the Wu brothers spoke with their chests high.
"Fight!" Ye Fan suddenly looked serious and clenched his fists with both hands.
"You won't lose even if you die in battle!" Wang Renpang stood up and roared.
"Fight, fight, fight!" Lan Cunjun shouted with red eyes. At this time, it's impossible not to fight. If he doesn't fight, he probably won't be able to leave Wujiazhai.
"Sir, I'm here!" At this moment, someone rushed in from the door. Who else could it be if it wasn't Chen Xiaotian?
"Combined attack!" Ye Fan roared. Wang Renpang, Lan Cunjun, Chen Xiaotian, and Li Qiang were divided into four groups: southeast, northwest, and southeast. They attacked Wuxian Peak with the dragon head as the center. These were the four weapons that Boss Ye brought from the Fei family. The Formation of the Elephant.
"The Four Symbols Formation is a bit interesting." Wu Xianfeng touched his beard noncommittally, glanced at it briefly and shook his head. The old guy didn't seem to pay much attention to this. He casually raised his foot and swept towards Wang Renpang. .
However, Ye Fan, the center, was not slow at all. He tried his best to assist Wang Renpang, and the two of them kicked the leg of one person from Wuxianfeng.
Two muffled sounds...
The two guys looked horrified and were kicked back three steps by Wuxianfeng's leg. It felt as if the kick had hit fine steel. Moreover, the force coming from it was simply unbearable.
The old guy had such pure inner energy that Ye Fan could not have imagined so much. He immediately returned to his original position and saw Wuxianfeng kicking Li Qiang again. Among the five, Li Qiang had the weakest link. If he was knocked down , then the four-image formation was immediately broken.