"Ye Fan has joined the battle, but Cheng Xiangyun from the Shenlong Group has also joined the battle. What should I do?" A magician came to Zhu Long's side.
Zhu Long, as the master of the formation, narrowed his eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, and said:
"She should be very aware of our behavior today. Since she followed Ye Fan and chose to join the battle, it means that she acquiesced to the rules of the game, and that is our enemy, kill!"
"yes!"
The runes of the formation gradually light up, exuding a soft halo, and the lines become clearer and clearer. The faint halo falls, which looks like rays of light, but gives people a heavy feeling, as if it is being pressed down by layers of gravity.
Cheng Xiangyun's face became paler and paler, her cultivation was constantly being suppressed, and she was almost unsteady on her feet.
Ye Fan remained as calm as water.
Putting a hand on her shoulder, he said: "Do you still remember the practice method I told you? Introduce spiritual energy into the body, travel around the sky, and merge with the heaven and earth."
She did as she was told, and at the same time she felt the warmth coming from Ye Fan's hand, which blocked her from resisting a lot of pressure from the formation.
The two rows of magicians and warriors were growing more murderous, waiting for an order to be given.
"The Great Formation of Ten Thousand Chong Mountains!"
"Kill me!"
Warriors came up with swords to kill them. Not only were they not affected by the formation at all, but they were also blessed by the formation. Their strength was doubled. How much it could be increased depended on the individual.
Two Danjin warriors opened the way in front, one holding a knife and the other holding a sword. There seemed to be a certain linkage between the swords, and the power of the swords continued to expand.
The swords were coming, with murderous intent boiling over them. The swords were domineering on the left, and the swords were fierce on the right, pointing directly at the two of them.
The people behind him also had murderous intent, and they came to kill them at different positions, and among them was the Gang Jin warrior hidden.
Ye Fan suddenly stamped his foot.
The ground shook, the air vibrated, and even the formation was shaking.
The overwhelming momentum burst out in an instant, like a dam bursting, surging forward, spreading all around, and already spreading beyond the formation.
Many warriors and magicians who came over were overwhelmed by this majestic momentum.
But someone still came to the front.
At this moment, Cheng Xiangyun felt that all the pressure on her body had been relieved, her whole body was light, and there was a surge of inexhaustible power swirling in her body.
The sharp sword in his hand burst out with fierce sword intent, and the aroused sword energy tore through the space.
"kill!"
She fought out, her figure like a flying swallow, the long sword in her hand, the sword light was sharp, welcoming the sword to kill.
The whole body's strength is increased to the extreme.
The sword light swept away and directly destroyed the power of the killing sword. The two Danjin warriors were shocked and wanted to defend, but it was too late.
Puff puff...
The sword light passed over their bodies, bright red blood shot out, and their eyes widened.
Cheng Xiangyun was obviously so uncomfortable just now, unable to withstand the pressure of the formation, but why suddenly he seemed not to be affected by the formation at all.
The power of the sword seemed not to be suppressed, and was even stronger.
The sword light broke through the defense of the two people at the front, and they rushed into the depths.
Boom!
There was a crisp metallic collision sound.
The sword light was cut off.
It was a warrior at the peak of his strength. He was holding a long sword with great power. He stared at Cheng Xiangyun with cold eyes and said slowly:
"You were not suppressed by the formation?"
After saying that, he seemed to realize that it was probably coming from Ye Fan, and looked at Ye Fan who had been standing calmly over there.
"Is it you?"
Ye Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, holding a Yin-Yang ruler in his hand, and said:
"You will be the first to die by my sword!"
After he finished speaking, a sharp sword light shot out at a speed so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. All he could see was a flash of light and shadow, heading straight towards the Gang Jin warrior.
The three Gangjin warriors immediately joined him, wanting to join forces with this sword light.
Four rays of sword light were shot out, and the sword light formed a row under the influence of the formation, welcoming the killing sword light. The sword's momentum was like an indestructible back wall, and it seemed to affect the power of the surrounding heaven and earth.
Phew!
The sharp sword light finally passed through.
The power of the sword was broken, and the sword light passed by, directly penetrating the heart of the warrior at the peak of Gangjin. A large amount of blood spurted out from a blood hole. He was full of unwillingness, his eyes widened, and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth.
I wanted to speak, but in the end I still couldn't.
Fall back.
Others were shocked!
Some people are already panicking.
"Trapped Dragon Formation!"
Zhu Long's voice sounded again. He hid in the dark, controlled the formation, and stabilized the morale of the army.
The power of the blessing formation came.
"ah……"
Cheng Xiangyun was hit by a sword in the arm. Just when the trapping dragon array came into effect, her reaction was slow and she was scratched by the sword, but she was not seriously injured.
But the oncoming sword carried endless power and slashed across, intending to cut off her head.
How could Ye Fan allow this to happen?
A Yin-Yang diagram instantly appeared under her feet, and an invisible force rose from the ground to offset the pressure of the formation and restore Cheng Xiangyun's combat power, allowing her to welcome the sword.
Her response was quick.
The sharp sword in his hand slashed, and the sword force came out one after another, like the feathers of flying birds, leaving behind beautiful afterimages of sword light.
Clang!
A large number of sparks shot out.
She blocked the knife, but she also blocked it in a hurry and was repulsed.
The others took advantage of this opportunity, raised their hands to kill, and came down with a giant fist.
She reacted quickly, holding the horizontal sword in front of her.
Bang!
After being punched away, he let out a scream and hit the ground hard, his hair all messed up.
He vomited a mouthful of blood and quickly got up.
Because the enemy is coming again.
Ye Fan saw it and could have stopped it, but he did not help.
Combat requires personal experience and personal experience in order to gain some insights.
What's more important is that Ye Fan wants Cheng Xiangyun to know that these people are not worthy of flooding her with a holy heart. If you treat others like a holy mother, others will not treat you like a holy mother.
These people really want to kill her!
No, more than a dozen people were killed at the same time. She faced the powerful enemy and did not relax at all. Her mind was spinning rapidly, and her figure was like a flying swallow. She avoided the attacks of the strong and planned to deal with the weak first.
Ye Fan also faced the enemy here, but he faced it calmly, holding a Yin-Yang ruler, and the sword light was not strong, facing the warriors and magicians who came to kill him.
He showed no mercy at all. He swung his sword, and a sword beam cut across them. The seemingly turbulent killing power was completely unstoppable under his sword beam.
Each and every one of them was cut in half, with blood and flesh flowing everywhere. A large number of broken limbs and broken arms were scattered in all directions, and the surrounding air had already been dyed red with blood.
"I don't believe it!"
"Ye Fan, who are you..."
This time Ye Fan aimed at the two warriors at the peak of their strength, and their figures disappeared instantly. The speed was so fast that these people could not see her face clearly.
Puff puff...
Two bloody marks appeared on the throats of the two warriors at the peak of their strength, and blood suddenly spurted out.
The two people hurriedly covered their necks, but found that it didn't work at all, and blood spurted out from between their fingers.
People around him are still not afraid of death, like moths flying into the flames.
Ye Fan was not polite, he flicked his hand, and a curved sword light swept across, killing more than a dozen people.
The remaining people did not dare to go up again, but looked at it in horror.
Ye Fan glanced at Cheng Xiangyun. The battle was still fierce. He didn't want to help. Instead, he sensed the formation in front of him and wanted to kill Zhu Long!