"Fellow Daoist Han Zhong, please come in!" Ling Xiao made a gesture of invitation. Han Zhong's identity was extraordinary. Although he was in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and even his realm was more stable, Han Zhong, as a man from the Poison Valley, was more important than the head of the Ling family of his level. Although he had a smile on his face, his heart became more and more uneasy.

"Haha!" Han Zhong smiled indifferently and walked towards the Ling family's mansion. However, at this moment, Ye Feng turned slightly, walked inward with one step ahead of Han Zhong, making Han Zhong's eyes slightly condense, stop and reveal his murderous intent.

"Lingxiao, how could there be such a boy who doesn't know the ranks and inferiors in the Lingxiao!" Han Zhong said indifferently, with a hint of anger.

"Han Zhong, you forgot the lesson from last time. If you hadn't been humble to me, I'd spare your life, now, can you still stand here and talk? Could you forget me so quickly?" Ye Feng turned around, looked at Han Zhong coldly, and said without any politeness, directly exposing Han Zhong's scars.

When Ling Xiao heard Ye Feng's words, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Han Zhong bowed to Ye Feng, and Ye Feng spared Han Zhong's life?

"Ye Feng, okay, very good!" Han Zhong's eyes flashed and extremely cold, but his eyes kept turning. Ye Feng actually arrived at the Holy Immortal City. I wonder if he had any contact with Mo Ying, which made Han Zhong slightly afraid.

"Huh?" Ling Xiao was even more surprised when he saw Han Zhong's reaction. It seemed that what Ye Feng said was true. So, can he really make Han Zhong bow down at the level of Jindan?

"Master of Formation!" A voice sounded in Ling Xiao's mind, making his eyes as he looked at Ye Feng hot.

"Second Grandpa, what's going on?" Han Yong was also very confused. Han Zhong did not deny what Ye Feng said.

Han Zhong ignored Han Yong, looked at Ye Feng coldly, and said, "Ye Feng, there was a saint supporting you that day, and Han was afraid of you, but now, who else can you count on?"

"Test me?" Ye Feng said in his heart, how could he not understand Han Zhong's thoughts and said coldly: "Don't worry, I don't need to rely on others to deal with people like you who are surviving. Aying doesn't know that he is here in the Holy Immortal City, so you don't have to worry about it." Ye Feng said, making Han Zhong relax and imply that he would not borrow Mo Ying's power, but if Han Zhong wanted to move the Poison Valley, he had to weigh his relationship with Mo Ying.

At this moment, Ling Xiao and Han Yong understood. Ye Feng, he actually met the Saint of Poison Valley. This relationship was indeed scary.

"Is that true?" Han Zhong heard Ye Feng's words, a sinister smile spread across his face. He looked at Ye Feng's gaze, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Master Ye actually knew the saint too. Ling was so offended!" Ling Xiao said to Ye Feng, and he got the word Master very well, as if he was afraid that Han Zhong and the others would not hear it.

Sure enough, when Han Zhong and others heard the word "Master", they were slightly stunned and showed a confused expression.

"Ling Xiao, he is worthy of being called a master?" Han Zhong pointed at Ye Feng and sneered.

"Haha, Master Ye is a master of formation, how can he not be worthy of it!" Ling Xiao smiled faintly and responded.

"Just him, an ant in the middle stage of the Jindan, the formation master?" Han Yong's voice was strange, his eyes were sarcastic, and he looked at Ling Xiao and said, "Master Ling, you are jealous because you saw that I was valued by the master, so you can find someone to pretend to be the master's name. An ant in the middle stage of the Jindan, I can easily kill him by setting up a set of formations."

"I believe Master Ye won't lie in this regard!" Ling Xiao said casually.

"Haha, it turns out that the head of the Ling family didn't know, he just heard that he was a master." Han Yong laughed sarcastically, stared at Ye Feng with contempt, and with a hint of murderous intent. Not long ago, Ye Feng made him feel embarrassed.

"This..." Ling Xiao paused and looked at Ye Feng.

"Do you want to try?" Ye Feng glanced at Ling Xiao meaningfully, then narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to Han Yong. It seemed that if Ling Xiao did not show some strength, he would not let him go and would definitely test in every way.

"How to try?" Han Yong responded when he heard Ye Feng's words, showing a look of contempt.

"Half incense sticks, I'll set up a simple formation, and then you can try it in!" Ye Feng smiled and said.

"Don't talk about half an incense stick, I don't believe you can set up any formation in half a day." Han Yong raised his head and looked down at Ye Feng.

"He agreed to the Ling family. I don't know if the Ling family has a good place to set up a formation." Ye Feng put Han Yong in, then looked at Ling Xiao and said.

"Yes, please follow me to the battlefield!" Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and then took everyone to a wide area. Even if a large formation was arranged, the position would be enough.

Both sides stood still, and Han Yong mocked Ye Feng: "Go on!"

Ye Feng looked at Han Yong with indifferent eyes, as if he was looking for death. There was no need to be so anxious.

"Then I will start!" Ye Feng smiled indifferently, then stepped onto the ground hard, and the hard ground collapsed instantly, and the terrain was uneven. Then, Ye Feng kept waving his hands on the spot, occasionally taking out a few spirit stones and shooting out a few magic tricks. His movements were slow enough, which made the crowd around him suddenly listless, and even Ling Xiao showed a disappointed look on his face.

The half-incense stick was about to come soon, and everything around Ye Feng had not changed, and it was still the same. Ye Feng's movements were too slow, but he couldn't tell what he was doing, as if it was all useless movements, but it was indeed useless movements. Ye Feng was just showing them the way he did it.

Half of the incense stick arrived, Ye Feng jumped out of the small place with a confident smile, but the crowd around him looked at his face with a strange look, thinking that this was not a liar, right?

"Haha, this is the formation you arranged!" Han Yong pointed to the potholes and smiled very brightly, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

"Haha!" Ye Feng didn't care about everyone's eyes, his expression was as usual, indifferent and free, and said to Han Yong: "Please!"

"Abandoned formation!" Han Yong sneered, his body flashed, and he stepped directly into the pothole. At the same time, Ye Feng waved his hand, and a graded spiritual weapon instantly attacked and inserted into the center of the formation. In an instant, a touch of solemn and murderous aura came out from the formation, which made everyone's eyes condense slightly.

Han Yong stepped into the formation and laughter suddenly stopped. People outside could clearly see every move of his movements, as if they were blind, constantly wandering in the potholes, for no reason.

After a while, the eyes of the crowd slowly widened. Han Yong could not walk out of the small place, and his face became extremely ugly.

Finally, Han Yong came to the center of the formation and saw the spiritual weapon. A hint of joy flashed across his anxious face. He grabbed the spiritual weapon with his hand. But at this moment, a sharp light flashed and roared at Han Yong, extremely strong. Han Yong dodged and was almost shot by the light. A drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Swish!" Another sword light flashed, and continued to eject towards Han Yong, extremely strong. Han Yong flashed again, his face was extremely solemn. Then, under the horrific eyes of the crowd, sword lights continued to lit up. Han Zhong wanted to get close to the long sword of the spiritual weapon and remove it, but he could not get close. In the end, the boundless sword energy roared and floated in the entire narrow range. Finally, a scream came out, and a sword light was caught in Han Yong's body, and blood was sprinkled.

The eyes of the crowd who looked at Ye Feng finally changed. They set up the formation with a shocking expression, which made them not recognize them. Guan Ye Feng's eyes were as calm as before, which made the crowd sigh, and they deserved to be a master. At this moment, their eyes of Ye Feng were already filled with admiration.

"Second Grandpa, save me!" Han Yong shouted, not caring about embarrassing people, like Han Zhong asking for help.

Han Zhong glanced at Ye Feng with cold eyes, his body flashed, and instantly flickered into the formation. However, at the same time, twelve long swords of spiritual weapons floated in front of Ye Feng, with a blazing light.

"Swish!" The moment Han Zhong arrived at the formation, the long sword of spiritual weapon flew out at the same time, then turned backwards and headed towards the ground fiercely. With a sound of roar, it inserted into the ground, covering the narrow land. Suddenly, layers of sword energy shone across the formation, and the entire formation was filled with endless murderous aura, extremely strong.

The light curtain emerged, the entire narrow area was closed, and the crowd could no longer see the situation, only the strong sword energy was shining.

Everyone's mouths widened, and then they realized that Ye Feng was not targeting Han Yong, but Han Zhong. Perhaps, in the eyes of this master, Han Yong was just a bait or a toy. Han Zhong was the real person Ye Feng wanted the other party.

The sound of sword energy roaring endlessly. The Han family members were staring at the sword curtain with their eyes tightly, showing a nervous expression, with a look of worry in their eyes, while the Ling family members were full of surprise and shock.

"Boom, boom!" A powerful trembling sound came from the formation. After a while, a loud shout came out, and two figures flew out of the formation. It was Han Zhong and Han Yong. Ye Feng smiled slightly, his mind moved slightly, and the spiritual weapons flew back instantly, the sword energy disappeared, and the ground returned to its broken appearance. No one would have thought that there was a powerful killing formation hidden there!

Han Zhong fell to the ground and kept gasping. There were still bloodstains on his body. Although he was not seriously injured, you should know that the formation just now was just arranged by Ye Feng.

His face was extremely cold, and Han Zhong looked at Ye Feng with a stern murderous intent, which was even stronger than not long ago. He thought that if this son was not eliminated, there would be endless troubles!

Ling Xiao looked at Ye Feng with a hot breath. The formation master had no doubt at this moment. He waved his hand to arrange a third-level formation and injured a strong man in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. It was definitely a formation master who could do it.
Chapter completed!