Disciples from all major sects were watching on the shore.
People who were not very optimistic about Ye Fan at first became a little expectant after the scene of Ye Fan's unilateral massacre just now.
Ye Fan stepped on the void, walked into the lake, and entered the formation. There were eight sharp swords hanging around him. The sword energy was constantly stirring to resist the crushing power of the formation.
Hong Qing followed beside him, his whole body was majestic, his eyes were determined, his muscles were all coiled up, and he was filled with killing intent. He stepped on the void, and every time he stepped on the place, there would be waves spreading out, like
Water waves are actually air waves.
"Breaking Water Sword!"
Ye Fan said softly, raised his hand, and held the Shuishui Sword.
Fill in the energy!
Buzz!
The sword buzzed, and a long-lost sense of familiarity came over him.
A powerful sword force exploded.
"Sun-covering sword, fusion!"
The Sun-Sealing Sword quickly integrated into the sword, and the power of the sword became stronger, increasing exponentially, and the sword's intent was overwhelming.
"Hong Qing, start taking action!"
Give an order!
Hong Qing suddenly stamped his foot, the space shook, and a field appeared all around, spreading rapidly, invisibly covering all directions, and raised his hand gently.
He grasped his hands out of thin air, seeming to grasp something invisible. Outsiders couldn't tell what it was.
"kill!"
"If you dare to enter the battle, you will die!"
Lu Junhao and Chi Manrong were the leaders, followed closely by the others, who came to kill like crazy, causing the space to tear apart, and their whole bodies were attached to the power of the formation, making them even more powerful.
Dang!
The entire huge formation made a sound, like some kind of impact, which invisibly increased the suppression force.
Ye Fan had a bitter look on his face, he seemed to be suppressed, and his movements were a little slow.
Chi Manrong and others were overjoyed and smiled.
The suppression of the formation was indeed effective.
The swords all came out, approaching Ye Fan.
The moment the sword was about to touch Ye Fan, they panicked.
Ye Fan's bitter cheeks disappeared in an instant, replaced by an evil look on his face and a sneer. A sword light quickly penetrated the killing intent of the two people and had already reached them.
"No...impossible..."
"Ah...I..."
The two of them were knocked away, blood flowed wildly, and they took a closer look.
Ye Fan did not stop, he rushed forward and harvested eight warriors.
Lu Junhao, who was hit on both sides, was bruised and bloody, with many bones on his body exposed. His bones were white and stained with some bright red blood. He was already struggling to death.
Chi Manrong was pretty good, and Ye Fan was merciful to her.
A flash of sword light passed by.
Bang!
Lu Junhao's head exploded, a large amount of brain matter spattered, his body died, and his soul floated out, full of panic.
He was about to crush his soul, but someone came to stop him.
Ye Fan was not polite and slashed with his sword, killing Thoreau.
At this point, all the Amaterasu Sect's participants died tragically.
"Hong Qing, don't let his soul escape!"
When one's cultivation reaches the realm of life-breaking, the physical body dies but the soul remains immortal. The physical body can also be reshaped and resurrected.
Ye Fan didn't want him to live, he wanted him to disappear completely.
Hong Qing gently closed his eyes, felt the avenue, merged into the avenue, cut off the connection between the general trend of heaven and earth and the formation, cut off the enemy's avenue, and captured the soul with ease.
"stop!"
Buzz!
A dazzling sword light fell from the sky, and a sharp sword rushed down quickly.
Hiss!
The sword light cut through the lake and cut off everything, even Ye Fan's sword light was cut off. Hong Qing tried to kill the soul, but was cut off.
The blade of the sword penetrated the mud at the bottom of the lake, cutting off the water.
An old man landed slowly, stood in the void, stretched out his hand gently, and the sharp sword returned to his hand. The cut lake water quickly returned and collided, creating a large amount of water splashes.
The old man was shriveled all over. He was wearing black clothes, which were a bit slovenly. He was wearing straw sandals with several holes in them, and his toes were exposed.
Staring at Ye Fan for a while, he said:
"My little friend, why bother to kill them all!"
Ye Fan also realized that this person was very strong, and said: "It's not that I killed them all, he provoked me everywhere, and I just fought back. I've already ended my hatred with them. I don't want to let the tiger return to the mountain. If I want to kill, I have to eradicate it to avoid future troubles."
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The old man was silent for a while and said, "Can you give me some face?"
Ye Fan asked: "Which sect is your senior from?"
"Luotian Palace!"
"Okay, I'll give seniors face. I don't have to kill Chi Manrong, but the people of Amaterasu Sect must die." Ye Fan said with a cold face and murderous intent:
"Hong Qing, do it!"
The old man turned his head and took a look, only to see that Lu Junhao's soul was crushed while trembling, and he was completely dead.
Sigh!
Chi Manrong got up with difficulty and said: "Uncle, kill him...kill him..."
The old man saw that she was covered in blood and had many scars, and said slowly:
"Manrong, you are injured, I will take you to heal."
Immediately, he turned to look at Ye Fan and said:
"My little friend, you have extraordinary talents and outstanding combat power. You are a man of great talent. As of today, you can go with everyone to the Devil's Corner on the border. I look forward to your performance."
After that, he took Chi Manrong and left.
Leaving everyone still where they are.
There is no one alive on the battlefield.
Ye Fan looked around, and there was silence. It seemed that everyone was shocked.
For a while, no one shouted anymore.
He raised his hand and waved, and the Eight Swords of Yue Wang flew back to the sword box. He threw them casually and threw them back to Hong Junxiong.
He took a step back to the shore.
Hong Qing also came back.
"Ye Fan, you are much stronger than before!" Zuo Qingxiu said.
It's quite shocking inside.
Now that Ye Fan has been able to crush the Destiny Realm so easily, his cultivation is probably above his own.
Thinking about the battle between the two under the wall of the Sword God Tomb, she could easily defeat Ye Fan. In just one year, she was overtaken by Ye Fan, and she felt somewhat unwilling to do so.
Ye Fan looked at the other disciples in Luotian Palace and said:
"Can we go back to eat? I'm not full yet!"
Everyone was stunned.
It’s so heartbreaking to still think about eating after the trouble has reached this level.
The disciple of Luotian Palace said: "Okay, until twelve o'clock, the fierce land will open!"
Everyone went back one after another.
It was as if the previous fights had never happened. The only difference was that no one dared to look down on Ye Fan and others and remained in awe, but no one dared to make friends.
The person who came was still an old acquaintance of Ye Fan.
"Ye Fan, why do you think the people in Luotian Palace let this matter end here?" Cheng Xiangyun felt that it was not simple, and there might be another article in it.
Lu Yao echoed: "It's true that something is wrong. You have killed many people in Luotian Palace. You were so strong just now. It stands to reason that these strong men should take action against you. Moreover, you are already within the formation, so I will kill you."
It's a good time, but at this moment, I show up to rescue you and let you go to the Devil's Corner on the border."
Suddenly, a voice came:
"Do you think it's possible that the old foxes from Luotian Palace wanted Ye Fan to help them get the evil sword, and they intercepted him halfway? Anyway, I think this possibility is quite high. I will not participate in the fight for the evil sword. Who wants to get it?
Who wants it?"
Ye Fan looked over.
It’s Hong Junxiong, Taichu Zong.
He picked up the wine glass next to him and said: "Friend Taoist, thank you for lending me the sword. What you said does make sense, but whether they can cut off the beard depends on their ability. I have a plan. I wonder if you are interested in participating!"
Hong Junxiong frowned slightly and said, "What's the plan? Let's talk about it!"