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Chapter 385 The Power of Formation
"Fellow Daoist Han Zhong, please come inside!" Ling Xiao made a gesture of invitation. Han Zhong's identity is extraordinary. Han Zhong of Gu Zhiren is more important than the Patriarch of the Ling family at the same level as him. Although he is smiling, his heart is becoming more and more restless.

"Hehe!" Han Zhong smiled lightly, and walked towards the Ling family's mansion, but at this moment, Ye Feng turned around slightly, took a step ahead of Han Zhong, and walked in, making Han Zhong's gaze slightly fixed, and he stopped. , The killing intent was revealed.

"Ling Xiao, the Ling family, how can there be such a kid who doesn't know dignity!" Han Zhong said to Ling Xiao with a cold voice, with a hint of anger.

"Han Zhong, you forgot the lesson from last time very quickly. If you hadn't groveled to me, I would have spared your life. Now, you can still stand here and talk? Could it be that you have forgotten me so quickly? "Ye Feng turned around, looked indifferently, looked at Han Zhongdao coldly, and exposed Han Zhong's scar directly without any courtesy.

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, good, good!" Han Zhong's eyes flickered, extremely cold, but his eyes kept turning. Ye Feng actually arrived at the Holy Immortal City. I don't know if he has contact with Mo Ying, which makes Han Zhong slightly afraid.

"En?" Seeing Han Zhong's reaction, Ling Xiao was even more surprised. It seemed that Ye Feng's words were true. Then, at the Jindan realm, could he really make Han Zhong bow his knees?

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

"Second Grandpa, what's going on?" Han Yong was also very puzzled. Ye Feng said this, but Han Zhong didn't deny it.

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

"Try me?" Ye Feng thought inwardly, why didn't he understand Han Zhong's thoughts, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, I don't need to rely on others to deal with a lingering person like you. I know, you don't have to worry about it." Ye Feng said, letting Han Zhong relax, implying that he would not borrow Mo Ying's power, but if Han Zhong wanted to move to Poison Valley, he had to weigh his relationship with Mo Ying up.

At this moment, Ling Xiao and Han Yong understood that Ye Feng, he actually met the Saintess of Poison Valley, this relationship is really scary enough.

"Really?" Han Zhong heard Ye Feng's words, a sinister smile spread on his face, and he looked at Ye Feng as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Hehe, I didn't expect Master Ye to know the saint, how offended Ling is!" Ling Xiao said to Ye Feng, biting the word master very well, as if he was afraid that Han Zhong and the others would not hear.

Sure enough, Han Zhong and the others were slightly taken aback when they heard the word "Master", showing puzzled expressions.

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

"Hehe, Master Ye is a formation master, how unworthy!" Ling Xiao responded with a faint smile.

"Just him, an ant in the middle stage of Jindan, the master of formation?" Han Yong's voice was weird, his eyes were mocking, and he looked at Ling Xiao and said, "Patriarch Ling, don't you feel jealous because you see me valued by the master? Feel free to find someone to pretend to be a master, an ant in the middle stage of Jindan, I can easily kill him with a set of formations."

"I believe Master Ye will not lie about this!" Ling Xiao said casually.

"Haha, it turns out that Patriarch Ling didn't know, he just heard that he was a master." Han Yong laughed mockingly, and looked at Ye Feng with contempt, with a hint of murderous intent. Not long ago, Ye Feng made him ruthlessly Humiliated once.

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

"Do you want to try?" Ye Feng gave Ling Xiao a deep look, then narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned to Han Yong. It seems that Ling Xiao will not let him go if he doesn't show some strength, and will definitely try in every possible way.

"How to try?" Hearing Ye Feng's words, Han Yong responded with a contemptuous expression on his face.

"It's half a stick of incense time, I'll set up a simple formation, and then you go in and try it!" Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Don't talk about half a stick of incense, I don't believe you can arrange any formations in half a day." Han Yong looked down at Ye Feng with his head held high.

"Patriarch Ling, he agreed. I don't know if the Ling family has a good place to set up an array." Ye Feng pulled Han Yong in, then looked at Ling Xiao, and said.

"Yes, everyone, please follow me to the battle field!" Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and then led everyone to a wide area. Even if a large formation is arranged, the space is enough.

The two sides stood still, and Han Yong mocked Ye Feng: "Do it!"

Ye Feng glanced at Han Yong indifferently, as if looking at i, there is no need to be in such a hurry to find death.

"Then I will start!" Ye Feng smiled indifferently, and then stepped hard on the ground. The hard ground collapsed instantly, and the terrain was uneven. Then, Ye Feng kept waving his hands on the spot, and occasionally took out a few pieces. Lingshi played a few spells, and his movements were so slow that the crowd around him suddenly became listless, and even Ling Xiao showed a disappointed look.

The time for half a stick of incense is coming soon, everything around Ye Feng has not changed, it is still the same, and Ye Feng's movements are slow enough, but it is impossible to see what he is doing, as if all the movements are useless, But it was indeed a useless move, Ye Feng was just pretending to show them.

When the time for half a stick of incense arrived, Ye Feng jumped out of the small place with a confident smile on his face, but the surrounding crowd looked at him with a strange expression, secretly thinking that this is not a liar, right?

"Haha, this is the big formation you arranged!" Han Yong pointed at the pothole, smiling very brightly, his eyes full of disdain.

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

"Abolish the formation!" Han Yong sneered, his body flickered, and he stepped directly into the pothole. In the middle, in an instant, there was a murderous aura from the formation, making everyone's eyes slightly focused.

When Han Yong stepped into the formation, his laughter stopped abruptly. People from the outside could clearly see his every movement, as if he was blind, wandering around in the potholes, inexplicably.

After a while, the eyes of the crowd slowly widened. Han Yong couldn't get out of that small place, and his complexion became extremely ugly.

Finally, Han Yong came to the center of the formation, saw the spirit weapon, a look of joy flashed on his anxious face, and grabbed the spirit weapon with his hand, but at this moment, a sharp brilliance flashed past, roaring towards Han Yong The shot was extremely strong, Han Yong dodged and was almost shot by Guanghua, a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Hoo!" Another flash of sword light flickered and continued to shoot out towards Han Yong. It was extremely strong, Han Yong flashed again, his face was extremely dignified, and then, under the horrified eyes of the crowd, one after another sword light continued to light up , Han Zhong wanted to get close to the spiritual weapon long sword and take it off, but he couldn't get close. In the end, the boundless sword energy whizzed and floated in the entire narrow range. Finally, a scream came out, and Han Zhong Yong's body was hit by a sword light, and blood flew.

The eyes of the crowd looking at Ye Feng finally changed. With a shocked expression, they arranged the formation so that they didn't recognize it. Guan Yefeng's eyes were as indifferent as before, which made the crowd feel that he is worthy of being a master. At this moment, they looked at Ye Feng There was already a trace of admiration in his eyes.

"Second Grandpa, save me!" Han Yong yelled, not caring about embarrassment, like Han Zhong begging for help.

Han Zhong's icy eyes glanced at Ye Feng, his figure flickered, and he flickered towards the formation in an instant, but at the same time, twelve spiritual weapon swords floated in front of Ye Feng, with fiery brilliance .

"Hoo!" The moment Han Zhong reached the formation, the spirit weapon sword flew out at the same time, then reversed, and headed fiercely towards the ground. With a bang, it plunged into the ground, covering the narrow place. Among them, abruptly, layers of sword energy brilliance vertically and horizontally, and the entire formation is filled with endless chilling aura, which is extremely strong.

The light curtain emerged, and the entire narrow area was sealed off, and the crowd could no longer see what was going on inside, only the strong sword aura radiated freely.

Everyone's mouths opened wide, and they realized that Ye Feng was not targeting Han Yong at all, but Han Zhong. Perhaps, in the eyes of this master, Han Yong was just a bait or a plaything, and Han Zhong was the real one. Ye Feng wants the other party's person.

The whistling sound of sword energy was endless, and the members of the Han family were all staring at the sword screen, showing nervous expressions, with worry in their eyes, while the members of the Ling family were all surprised and shocked look.

"Boom, boom!" A powerful trembling sound came from the formation, and after a while, there was a loud shout, and two figures flew out of the formation, it was Han Zhong and Han Yong. , Ye Feng smiled slightly, his mind moved slightly, those spiritual weapons flew back in an instant, the sword energy disappeared, and the ground returned to its broken appearance. No one could have imagined that there was a powerful killing array hidden there!
Han Zhong fell to the ground, panting non-stop. There were still streaks of blood on his body. Although the injury was not serious, you must know that the formation just now was just randomly arranged by Ye Feng.

With an extremely cold face, Han Zhong looked at Ye Feng with awe-inspiring murderous intent, stronger than not long ago.
And Ling Xiao looked at Ye Feng with a fiery aura, the master of the formation, at this moment he no longer doubts, the person who arranges the third-level formation with a wave of his hand, and injures the strong in the late stage of the Nascent Soul is definitely the master of the formation Only then can it be done.

(End of this chapter)