"Ye, Senior Brother Ye Fan, hurry up, leave!"

"Senior Brother Ye Fan, let's go!"

"Go away quickly, Senior Brother Ye Fan!"

When the three Xuanhuang Sect saw the shadows appearing above the twenty-eight people, their hearts trembled and shouted at Ye Fan in front of them.

These twenty-eight people were only three meters away from Ye Fan, but if he wanted to leave, no one could stop him. He glanced at those people and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Just relying on this mere mortal-level combination battle formation, I want to defeat me? It's ridiculous!"

His eyes swept through the formations of everyone, and immediately discovered a weak place. The top-grade magic weapon in his hand moved and instantly used Haoran's sword technique.

"Haoran Sword Aura!"

As Ye Fan's words fell, a sword energy that was three feet long and invincible, flew out of his sharp sword and rushed towards the people of Xueyun Hall.

As soon as the sword energy came out, everyone felt a terrible pressure coming. The sword energy seemed to contain the righteous energy between heaven and earth, which could kill the sky and destroy the earth.

"Start the formation!"

"The Wild Holy Elephant Formation!"

When the disciples of Xueyun Hall saw the sword energy coming out, they immediately felt a sense of fear in their hearts, and immediately they would activate their spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy of the twenty-eight people was combined into one, and the huge images on their heads immediately became clear, bursting out dazzling golden lights.

"Moo!"

The holy elephant condensed, and a sound of deafening sound was enough to penetrate the clouds and split the stones, which came from its mouth, emitting a powerful aura that was not inferior to the fifth-level monster.

I saw its huge right cry suddenly lifted up and collided directly with Ye Fan's sword light!

Bang!

The two forces collided with each other, and a more powerful impact immediately erupted. The disciples watching around, who were in a low strength but not at the extreme of the innate realm, were directly blown away more than ten feet, and those who had reached the great perfection of the innate realm were also shrunk six or seven steps back.

"Moo!"

A heavy cry came from the mouth of the holy elephant condensed by the disciples of the Blood Cloud Temple. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the holy elephant was slowly retreating, and finally gradually disappeared. The twenty-eight disciples of the Blood Cloud Temple were also spitting blood, falling to the ground in a sluggish manner, like a pool of mud!

"What's going on?"

"One, one sword, one sword broke?"

"I, am I dazzled?"

"Just kidding? Xueyuntang's combined attack formation can't even hold on to a single move?"

The onlookers were all stunned. Ye Fan actually broke the combined attack formation of Xueyuntang with just one move?

"This, this is impossible, how could you, know the weakness of our battle formation?"

Zhan Kuang Lion was also shocked, but his shock was not because Ye Fan's sword caused much damage to the disciples of Xueyun Hall, but because Ye Fan hit the weakest point in the battle formation.

The biggest disadvantage of the battle formation is that it has weaknesses. As long as you attack one point, you will be defeated.

However, their combined attack formation was awarded by the Taiyi Sect. The battle formations of each hall are unique. They will definitely not have similarities and will not be known to outsiders.

If the Crazy Lion was not familiar with the Wild Saint Elephant Formation and wanted to break the formation, he could only rely on his strong cultivation to exhaust the spiritual energy of these people. But he could see clearly that Ye Fan's sword was impartial and was slashing at the weakest point in the formation. How did he know?

Ye Fan glanced at him and sneered: "Do you deserve it?"

Breaking the formation is difficult for others, but it is easy for him. The formation set up by these twenty-eight people, combined with their own cultivation, can indeed fight head-on with the powerful Yuandan realm, but after all, it is a low-level battle formation, and it is still far from dealing with him.

If it were replaced by the king-level combination battle formation martial arts of Niguang Valley that day--the Bagua Nine Palace Formation, or the first-class spirit-level combination battle formation, it might cause him some trouble and let him use some real means. After all, these twenty-eight people are much stronger than the eighty-one disciples that day.

Everyone heard this and couldn't help but hold their breath and looked at Ye Fan in shock. Could it be that his strength is indeed very strong and he also knows the flaws of the Blood Cloud Hall battle formation? However, the Battle of Crazy Lion is in the Yuandan realm. Does he dare to say such words? Do you really think he can defeat the Battle of Crazy Lion?

"Hmph, boy, don't think that you know that the flaws of our formation are my opponent, I will meet you!" Zhan Kuang Lion was furious, and a condensed golden energy appeared on his body, which immediately condensed into a majestic lion as high as three meters.

"roar!"

As soon as the lion appeared, the long hairs like a mess around his neck were clearly visible, majestic, and a roar made the market shake, and a terrifying oppression belonging to the king of all beasts filled the whole world.

The crowd around him immediately felt a sense of pressure, as if facing a fifth-level monster. The power of the Zhanma Lion himself is no less weak than that of a fifth-level monster?

"snort!"

He suddenly stamped his feet and jumped up from it. The ground under his feet directly cracked, the soil flew, and cracks quickly spread like a spider web.

The lion on his body also moved and attacked Ye Fan with him.

"Only overestimate one's own abilities!"

Ye Fan let out a cold "hum", and the sword techniques in his hand flew out. In the blink of an eye, thousands of great sword energy condensed, but the sword energy condensed but did not dissipate, covering the sword body.

"Haoran sword energy, thousands of swords return to one!"

Ye Fan shouted fiercely, and the long sword in his hand slashed horizontally. In an instant, the Haoran sword energy covered by the sword was stimulated from the sharp sword, bursting out a terrifying sword light ten meters high and one meter wide.

"Dragon scale hand!"

Seeing this, Zhan Kuang Lion did not dare to underestimate the enemy. He directly used the kingly low-level martial arts dragon scale hand of the Taiyi Sect. His hands were surrounded by golden lights, and in the blink of an eye it completely turned into dragon claws. The hideous and terrifying dragon scales reflected cold light in the sun, which was daunting!

"break!"

The Zhanma Lion roared, and the lion above his head merged with him directly, and grabbed the oncoming sword light above his head with both hands. His hands are now comparable to the top-grade spirit-level martial arts, which is enough to capture the low-grade spirit-level magic weapons, not to mention the sword lights that are just used by the top-grade mortal magic weapons.

Bang!

The dazzling and bright sword light immediately scattered in all directions. Zhan Kuang Lion felt proud and was about to take advantage of the victory to defeat Ye Fan in one fell swoop.

However, the sword light was broken, but he suddenly felt a sharp pain. He saw that his dragon hand covered with scales was stained with blood at this time, and the lion condensed by his Yuandan did not know when it would dissipate.

"What, why is this happening?"

Zhan Kuang Lion fell from mid-air with a roar. With the cultivation level of the Yuandan realm, his decline was not too heavy, but his body had thousands of sword energy, which destroyed his body everywhere. He didn't care about being embarrassed and hurriedly sat down cross-legged, preparing to drive out the sword energy in his body.

But as soon as he sat cross-legged, he suddenly heard a sound of wind. Ye Fan had already come to him and stared at him coldly.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhan Kuang Lion stared at him in shock and angrily. He could not calculate even if he had done so. Why was he defeated? There were indeed geniuses in the Taiyi Sect who defeated the Yuandan Realm in the Innate Realm, but it was definitely not Ye Fan, because those geniuses would not appear here at all. Even if they were in the market, they would only be in the inner sect, not here.

Ye Fan smiled coldly. He had condensed thousands of sword energy and used sword light before. It seemed to be insignificant and was broken by the Battle Crazy Lion, but the sword energy was everywhere. A thousand sword energy would enter the most fragile internal organs, and even the Yuandan realm would take some effort.

"Clang!"

Ye Fan did not answer the words of Zhan Kuang Lion, but just slashed his sword and cut it down with one sword.

"ah!"

For a moment, blood splattered everywhere. Zhan Kuang Lion fell to the ground with his right hand covering his blurry left shoulder, and made a painful scream on the ground!

"Yes, it's fair now. All you lose is a left shoulder, but what he loses is his right hand!"

Ye Fan's cold voice sounded, and the sharp sword in his hand slowly moved to Zhan Kuang Lion's heart, and a drop of blood overflowed from the tip of the sword. "After talking about the issues of the left shoulder and right hand we mentioned before, we can now talk about what you delayed my business!"
Chapter completed!