A thin line of sky is blocked at both ends, forming a desperate situation.
Hundreds of warriors, armed with sharp weapons, full of murderous intent, eyes as sharp as knives, stared at the surrounded Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was as calm as water, looking at everyone nonchalantly, his eyes fixed on the strongest magician, and he said the name of the formation in one word.
This surprised Xiao Gangyu. He had no impression of the young man in front of him.
"Who are you?"
Big questions in my mind.
Ye Fan said slowly: "Who is Yun Xianhe to you?"
Xiao Gangyu was surprised again, but he still said proudly: "He is my master, who are you?"
Ye Fan suddenly understood and said:
"It turns out he is Yun Xianhe's apprentice. The old guy did teach his disciple some real skills, but he didn't teach him how to distinguish right from wrong. When you go back, tell him that when I meet him, I will break his legs."
"Arrogant!" Xiao Gangyu opened his eyes wide and scolded angrily.
Master is one of the top magic experts in Hong Kong Island. Looking at the mainland, there are almost no opponents. Even the Celestial Masters in the Celestial Master's Mansion do not dare to speak so arrogantly.
How dare this kid speak so wildly.
Ye Fan closed his eyes lightly and sensed all the surrounding air movements and thin spiritual energy. Outsiders saw some changes in his body.
An invisible aura is spreading rapidly, but it is still relatively mild and does not have any lethality.
But also full of vigilance.
The moment Ye Fan opened his eyes, a fierce force burst out and enveloped the surrounding area, causing the invisible pressure to come down.
The warriors present felt a sense of oppression.
Xiao Gangyu hurriedly took a few steps back, formed seals with his hands, muttered something in his mouth, and roared loudly:
"Start the formation!"
Suddenly!
Faint milky white stripes appeared in the air, forming a semicircular sphere covering the sky, and a force from the formation shocked the air.
The surrounding warriors instantly felt that the oppression from Ye Fan disappeared, which showed that Ye Fan's strength was being weakened, and a smile appeared on his face.
Xiao Gangyu said proudly, "I don't care who you are, if you meet me, you will die."
After you finish speaking, quickly retreat.
As the person in charge of the entire formation, he must hide himself well. Once he is broken through, the other formation controllers will not be able to hold on for long.
Ye Fan was not in a hurry to attack. His face was slightly pale, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and there were thin beads of sweat flowing out of his forehead. It seemed that he had been suppressed by the formation.
This scene was seen by the warriors, and they were ecstatic in their hearts.
This is the effect you want.
"Ye Fan, I heard that you are very strong, and you can kill anyone with Dan Jin. Let me see if you are really as strong as they say tonight."
The person speaking was holding a long knife. The whole body was black, and the blade was slightly shiny. Under the moonlight, it looked cold, and the aura of the whole person continued to rise and skyrocketed.
Ye Fan glanced at everyone and said:
"Who are you all? Ba Dao Sect? Extreme Sword Sect? Wuji Sect? Worshiped by the Chen family?"
An old woman stepped forward and said:
"It seems that you know your enemies very well, and there are all of them here. The people you killed us can keep you alive until now. You should be lucky to be alive until now. You won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."
Ye Fan's slightly pale face turned rosy instantly, and he said like a fine person:
"Now that everyone is here, let's get started. By the way, I just checked the weather forecast. Tomorrow will be cloudy and there will be no sun."
"You..." The old woman was shocked when she saw the change in his expression.
So are others.
I just saw that his face was pale and there was sweat on his forehead, but why did he suddenly return to his normal state?
"How did you recover?" One person asked, puzzled.
Ye Fan raised the corner of his mouth and said: "If Yun Xianhe sets up the trapping dragon formation, it may have a suppressive effect on me, but his disciples cannot do it. You have to ask for a formation of this level."
A voice came from the air:
"Boy, don't talk too much, trap the dragon formation and lock the real dragon accurately!"
Xiao Gangyu's voice sounded, and the faint milky white light from the formation actually had a little golden halo, and the suppressive power became stronger.
Ye Fan frowned and looked up at the sky.
It seems that Xiao Gangyu is also quite capable.
The suppression of the formation comes from the containment of mental power.
It did have a slight impact on him, but not enough to be fatal.
"kill!"
The old woman yelled "kill" and rushed over first. She held a sharp sword and stirred up the space. A sharp sword light broke through the wind and pointed directly at Ye Fan's chest like lightning and wind.
The others followed closely behind, with swords and swords surging like a tide, rushing towards Ye Fan in the middle with such majestic momentum that the air was constantly being exploded.
Ye Fan looked at the people coming to kill him and shouted loudly:
"You can start now, direction twelve o'clock."
His words made the people who came to kill them feel a little confused, but they soon understood what was going on.
Just at the twelve o'clock direction of Ye Fan, a sharp sword light appeared, slashing down angrily, followed by a scream, and the smell of blood instantly filled the air.
These people were surprised.
helper?
They have already come to Ye Fan, using swords, long whips, giant fists, clapping, and various forms of fighting methods to tear Ye Fan apart.
Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth, took out the Yin-Yang Ruler, held it with both hands, and split the Yin-Yang Ruler into two. Instantly, a silver-white sword light bloomed, turning the ruler into a sword. The sword light was cold and sharp.
The two feet of yin and yang rotated crazily around Ye Fan, and the sword light burst out tearing the air, killing all kinds of killing lights coming towards him.
Bang bang bang...
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword collided violently with the sword light, making a horrifying sound.
The power of the sword and the power of the sword cut directly into pieces.
"What...even if it is suppressed by the formation, it still has such power!"
"I'm not convinced...ah..."
"Pfft...my arm..."
The yin and yang two feet rotated once and returned to Ye Fan's hands.
The people who rushed up were already flying, splashing out bright red blood that dyed the moonlight red. The smell of blood was particularly pungent under the silvery moonlight.
"Nine o'clock!"
Outside the trapped dragon formation, at the nine o'clock direction, two figures appeared at extremely fast speeds.
A fight broke out immediately.
"Wu Jianhua, you...you're not dead?"
This man was a warrior guarding the formation. When he saw Wu Jianhua in front of him, he was shocked.
Shouldn't he have died in the battle at Nanshan Villa?
"And you... you..."
Wu Jianhua looked at the person in front of him and said:
"You are no match for us, get out of here, or you will die!"
The man suddenly became confused and said:
"What's going on? Why are you..."
Wu Jianhua said: "Why are there so many? The facts are what you see. We have our own reasons for doing this. I say it again, if you don't want to die, get out."
This man couldn't react at all.
He saw that besides these two people, there were other people who he knew, and they were even from the same sect with him, but now they were standing in the enemy's team.
"You rebelled? Surrendered to Ye Fan? Why? You are all masters of the sect, why did you rebel?"
The man who had been silent all this time disappeared in an instant, and the next moment he appeared in front of him, slapped him away with a palm, and said:
"Why bother explaining so much? Does it make sense?"
Wu Jianhua looked at the array-control magician and slashed with the sharp sword in his hand. The afterimage of the sword fell through the air. The man had no chance to escape.