The city's doctor and martial artist
Chapter 964 Lan Fei's War Tribulation Realm
Chapter 964 Lan Fei's War Tribulation Realm
South China Sea, an archipelago in China.
At this moment, on the edge of the sandy land beside the island, Lan Fei had a serious expression on his face, as if he had already made up his mind.
"Preserve your strength and wait for him to come back." Lan Fei's gaze swept over the faces of everyone nearby one by one, and the spiritual power in her body shot up into the sky at the same time.
This momentum was so strong that it vaguely reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, almost suppressing the whole audience, so that no one dared to refute her words.
After all, Lan Fei stepped into the air, and everyone below looked up at the same time. This battle was no small matter, and the victory or defeat almost directly affected the direction of the South China Sea War.
In the Ye family, Cui Hu kept Jiang Dong in his hands, and now the most powerful person in this place is undoubtedly Lan Fei.
In the mid-air ahead, the defensive formation gave her the courage to fight. Lan Fei had great confidence in the formation method Ye Fei taught her.
At this time, on the edge of the beach, the expression on Vermilion's face was also unprecedentedly dignified.
"If she loses, we have no choice but to retreat."
"Children of the Yanjing family, get ready for evacuation." Zhu Hong's breath was concentrated, and she turned her head to look at the Patriarch of the Wan family, with a deep feeling in her voice.
"Yes." Wan Feng didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly nodded in agreement.
After Zhu Hong finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Fang Hao of the Tongji Society and Wang Mang, the disciple who managed the Yemen.
After these few days of guarding, it can be said that their side has suffered a lot of losses, but none of those who went to the First World War have returned alive. Until now, the Western martial arts circle sent to the South China Sea, how many martial arts there are, Zhu Hong is not sure .
After a few days, only the man in the golden curse robe was known to everyone at this time.
"Yemen disciples are preparing to evacuate." Wang Mang's eyes were reddish at this moment, and he turned his head to look at the hundreds of martial artists behind him. Naturally, he did not dare to disobey Lan Fei's order.
"Yes, Big Brother."
Everyone in the rear raised their hands together and clasped their fists at the same time to say yes.
It can be seen that Wang Mang's status in Yemen today, after experiencing the trials of the land of Sumeru, his strength has reached the point where the Jindan Dao is complete, and he is undoubtedly the most powerful person in Yemen today.
Fang Hao of the Tongji Society also turned his head at the same time. He knew the seriousness of the matter, and it is wise to preserve his strength at this moment.
In front of the beach, seeing this scene, Zhu Hong showed satisfaction on her face. She took a step forward, the spiritual power in her body was secretly concentrated, and her eyes locked on the person above.
"They can retreat, but how can I retreat..." A red light flashed in Zhu Hong's eyes, and her face showed determination. Once Lan Fei lost, she would fight to the death.
Islands Beach, the atmosphere in the venue at this time is a bit depressing.
In mid-air, Lan Fei's eyes surged with coldness, and the spiritual power in his body exploded, rushing out of the defensive barrier.
Her hands quickly made a tactic, and the surrounding defensive formations began to operate, and the oppressive force in the air increased several times, as if she had merged with the formation barrier.
In the air ahead, the man in the golden robe couldn't help chuckling at this moment.
"The middle stage of the Nascent Soul."
"You are not an opponent of this deity, so if you don't back down, sacrifice ten people to this deity to save your life." The breath of the person in front was as usual, he looked up at Lan Fei, and said slowly.
Judging from the appearance of this person, it seems that he has no intention of fighting with Lan Fei.
In front of the large barrier, Lan Fei frowned, and looked up at the person in front, a gleam flashed in her eyes.
"I want to know why?" Lan Fei asked in a deep voice, staring at the person in front of him with a serious expression.
After these days of confrontation, on China's side, there were Nascent Soul strongmen who left the barrier of the big formation, but they were not fatally injured.
The person in front is extremely strong, most of them have surpassed the Nascent Soul Realm, but it seems that this person only kills the martial arts below the Nascent Soul, which is definitely not done by a strong person.
The man in the golden robe heard the words, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he glanced at the person in front of him lightly.
"Because, under the Nascent Soul, death is not a pity."
"Junior Huaxia, if you must be an enemy of this deity, if you must seek death, this deity doesn't mind killing you." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in the golden robe, and his voice became a little lower in the last sentence.
In midair, the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.
Before the big battle ahead, Lan Fei showed a thoughtful look on her face, but after a moment of hesitation, the expression on her face was replaced by tenacity.
"Turn around, sick." She didn't say much, and the runes on her fingertips condensed.
The coercive power of the big formation behind him has skyrocketed again. With the blessing of the formation, Lan Fei's aura at this moment has reached the rank of the late Nascent Soul.
The formation merged into one body, and when he raised his hand, a black blade condensed by the power of the formation appeared in midair.
The black blade broke open and let out an ear-piercing howl.
"Cut!" Lan Fei let out a low cry, and cast out the rune seal in his palm.
In the sky, the huge black blade erupted with terrifying force and slashed towards the person in front at an extremely fast speed. This was undoubtedly the strongest killing move that Lan Fei could use at this moment.
In mid-air, the black blade approached, and a cold light appeared in the eyes of the man in the golden robe.
"Junior, you are looking for death." There was a clear killing intent in the voice, and the aura in the person's body exploded.
After the words were finished, the man in the golden robe slowly raised his arm, a ball of black air condensed in his palm, and a blood-colored light flashed inside, bursting out a heart-shattering force of absorption.
This power seems to be able to devour the soul.
The black air condensed into shape, and when he raised his hand, it turned into a ray of light, across the sky.
"Bang, bang!" There was only a dull sound, and the black blade approaching in front was instantly disintegrated, as if it was not a level of power at all.
Before the battle, Lan Fei couldn't help but took two steps back, her face turned pale.
But at this time, in the mid-air ahead, the black energy did not dissipate because of this, the ominous aura that permeated people rushed towards his face at this moment, and this force was obviously mixed with soul control techniques.
"Hmph, the Palace Master has an order. Even if you are a martial artist in the Nascent Soul Realm, you are qualified to kill anyone who stubbornly resists." The man in the golden robe showed a gloomy expression on his face.
His strength far surpassed Lan Fei in front of him.
Even beyond the front of the big formation, no one from now on, even if it is the Huaxia Yinmen, the general strong, is not the opponent of this golden robe man, and Ye Fei is also very familiar with this man.
Before the formation, Lan Fei smiled wryly. The oppressive power contained in the blow in front had already exceeded her imagination.
It wasn't until she made a move at this moment that she really understood how strong the opponent was.
"Strength, is it still not enough?"
"I used to think that if I could help him even a little bit, Fei'er would be very happy." Lan Fei's eyes trembled slightly, and a familiar figure appeared in his mind.
In the mid-air ahead, the black air was approaching, and it was about to swallow it up.
But at this moment, Lan Fei, with the power of the rune in her palm condensed, sent a sound transmission downwards, and then she gently closed her eyes.
"not good!"
"Lan Fei..."
On the sandy island below, Vermilion's complexion changed drastically, and the aura in her body stopped suddenly.
Her eyes were red, and the power of Suzaku surged out from her blood, and her own aura instantly reached the level of Nascent Soul Realm, and the blood-red flame power rolled around her body.
And just when Zhu Hong was about to rush into the air and catch Lan Fei, a faint light suddenly flashed across the sky behind her.
"Whistling."
The sound of breaking through the air followed.
At the same time, a majestic spiritual pressure swept across the air at this moment, vaguely suppressing the whole audience.
The faint light was so fast that it could be said to be teleporting. In the blink of an eye, it blocked Lan Fei's front. After stabilizing and reappearing, it turned out to be an ordinary short knife with a fierce look.
"This is... my spiritual weapon." Lan Fei was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously raised his head, and looked at the dagger in front of him.
This spiritual weapon was given to her by Ye Fei at the beginning, but not long ago, after the Ye family received Ye Fei's jade slip, they handed over all the spiritual weapons and fairy treasures to a Hidden man.
Among them, including the immortal treasure Zhanshen Sword in the gate guard formation of Ye Family Manor.
And, Lan Fei's black blade, Ye Ling's witch knife, etc., whose quality reached the level of spiritual weapons, or innate magical weapons, were all taken from Ye's family and handed over to the man named Yue Xiaohong.
"Bang, boom." At this moment, in the air ahead, a muffled sound exploded.
I saw that black blade, like a spirit, cut a cut mark in mid-air, offsetting this fatal blow.
In the next moment, a faint light was brought out, and it turned back into Lan Fei's body.
At this time, Lan Fei slowly raised her arm, a faint light flashed in her palm, she held the short knife in her palm, feeling the breath on the knife, a happy smile appeared on her face.
Not far ahead, the man in the golden robe couldn't help but be startled when he saw this scene.
"Hey, it's just a spiritual weapon, and it can actually block the power of this deity's blow?"
"Why is this breath so familiar?"
The man in the golden robe showed a thoughtful look on his face, and the power in his body exploded, and the invisible force of coercion swept across the surroundings, and his spiritual consciousness spread at the same time.
This aura alone has already surpassed the realm of the gods.
This person was actually a strong man in the Tribulation Realm, and it was reasonable for Lan Fei to have no power to fight back in front of him.
"He's here." Lan Fei murmured softly, turning his head and looking behind him.
At this moment, following her gaze, in the middle of the sky in the distance, a young man wearing a light-colored robe, with a stern appearance and an icy aura radiating from his whole body, came from the sky and approached slowly.
On that indifferent face, there was an indescribable expression of speechlessness.
In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared at the edge of the barrier, and in the next moment he blocked Lan Fei.
"Fei'er, are you okay?" The person who suddenly appeared was undoubtedly Ye Fei.
At this moment, he turned his head slowly, and only in front of the members of the Ye family would he show his usual mildness, and the coldness in his voice would undoubtedly dissipate.
(End of this chapter)
South China Sea, an archipelago in China.
At this moment, on the edge of the sandy land beside the island, Lan Fei had a serious expression on his face, as if he had already made up his mind.
"Preserve your strength and wait for him to come back." Lan Fei's gaze swept over the faces of everyone nearby one by one, and the spiritual power in her body shot up into the sky at the same time.
This momentum was so strong that it vaguely reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, almost suppressing the whole audience, so that no one dared to refute her words.
After all, Lan Fei stepped into the air, and everyone below looked up at the same time. This battle was no small matter, and the victory or defeat almost directly affected the direction of the South China Sea War.
In the Ye family, Cui Hu kept Jiang Dong in his hands, and now the most powerful person in this place is undoubtedly Lan Fei.
In the mid-air ahead, the defensive formation gave her the courage to fight. Lan Fei had great confidence in the formation method Ye Fei taught her.
At this time, on the edge of the beach, the expression on Vermilion's face was also unprecedentedly dignified.
"If she loses, we have no choice but to retreat."
"Children of the Yanjing family, get ready for evacuation." Zhu Hong's breath was concentrated, and she turned her head to look at the Patriarch of the Wan family, with a deep feeling in her voice.
"Yes." Wan Feng didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly nodded in agreement.
After Zhu Hong finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Fang Hao of the Tongji Society and Wang Mang, the disciple who managed the Yemen.
After these few days of guarding, it can be said that their side has suffered a lot of losses, but none of those who went to the First World War have returned alive. Until now, the Western martial arts circle sent to the South China Sea, how many martial arts there are, Zhu Hong is not sure .
After a few days, only the man in the golden curse robe was known to everyone at this time.
"Yemen disciples are preparing to evacuate." Wang Mang's eyes were reddish at this moment, and he turned his head to look at the hundreds of martial artists behind him. Naturally, he did not dare to disobey Lan Fei's order.
"Yes, Big Brother."
Everyone in the rear raised their hands together and clasped their fists at the same time to say yes.
It can be seen that Wang Mang's status in Yemen today, after experiencing the trials of the land of Sumeru, his strength has reached the point where the Jindan Dao is complete, and he is undoubtedly the most powerful person in Yemen today.
Fang Hao of the Tongji Society also turned his head at the same time. He knew the seriousness of the matter, and it is wise to preserve his strength at this moment.
In front of the beach, seeing this scene, Zhu Hong showed satisfaction on her face. She took a step forward, the spiritual power in her body was secretly concentrated, and her eyes locked on the person above.
"They can retreat, but how can I retreat..." A red light flashed in Zhu Hong's eyes, and her face showed determination. Once Lan Fei lost, she would fight to the death.
Islands Beach, the atmosphere in the venue at this time is a bit depressing.
In mid-air, Lan Fei's eyes surged with coldness, and the spiritual power in his body exploded, rushing out of the defensive barrier.
Her hands quickly made a tactic, and the surrounding defensive formations began to operate, and the oppressive force in the air increased several times, as if she had merged with the formation barrier.
In the air ahead, the man in the golden robe couldn't help chuckling at this moment.
"The middle stage of the Nascent Soul."
"You are not an opponent of this deity, so if you don't back down, sacrifice ten people to this deity to save your life." The breath of the person in front was as usual, he looked up at Lan Fei, and said slowly.
Judging from the appearance of this person, it seems that he has no intention of fighting with Lan Fei.
In front of the large barrier, Lan Fei frowned, and looked up at the person in front, a gleam flashed in her eyes.
"I want to know why?" Lan Fei asked in a deep voice, staring at the person in front of him with a serious expression.
After these days of confrontation, on China's side, there were Nascent Soul strongmen who left the barrier of the big formation, but they were not fatally injured.
The person in front is extremely strong, most of them have surpassed the Nascent Soul Realm, but it seems that this person only kills the martial arts below the Nascent Soul, which is definitely not done by a strong person.
The man in the golden robe heard the words, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he glanced at the person in front of him lightly.
"Because, under the Nascent Soul, death is not a pity."
"Junior Huaxia, if you must be an enemy of this deity, if you must seek death, this deity doesn't mind killing you." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in the golden robe, and his voice became a little lower in the last sentence.
In midair, the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.
Before the big battle ahead, Lan Fei showed a thoughtful look on her face, but after a moment of hesitation, the expression on her face was replaced by tenacity.
"Turn around, sick." She didn't say much, and the runes on her fingertips condensed.
The coercive power of the big formation behind him has skyrocketed again. With the blessing of the formation, Lan Fei's aura at this moment has reached the rank of the late Nascent Soul.
The formation merged into one body, and when he raised his hand, a black blade condensed by the power of the formation appeared in midair.
The black blade broke open and let out an ear-piercing howl.
"Cut!" Lan Fei let out a low cry, and cast out the rune seal in his palm.
In the sky, the huge black blade erupted with terrifying force and slashed towards the person in front at an extremely fast speed. This was undoubtedly the strongest killing move that Lan Fei could use at this moment.
In mid-air, the black blade approached, and a cold light appeared in the eyes of the man in the golden robe.
"Junior, you are looking for death." There was a clear killing intent in the voice, and the aura in the person's body exploded.
After the words were finished, the man in the golden robe slowly raised his arm, a ball of black air condensed in his palm, and a blood-colored light flashed inside, bursting out a heart-shattering force of absorption.
This power seems to be able to devour the soul.
The black air condensed into shape, and when he raised his hand, it turned into a ray of light, across the sky.
"Bang, bang!" There was only a dull sound, and the black blade approaching in front was instantly disintegrated, as if it was not a level of power at all.
Before the battle, Lan Fei couldn't help but took two steps back, her face turned pale.
But at this time, in the mid-air ahead, the black energy did not dissipate because of this, the ominous aura that permeated people rushed towards his face at this moment, and this force was obviously mixed with soul control techniques.
"Hmph, the Palace Master has an order. Even if you are a martial artist in the Nascent Soul Realm, you are qualified to kill anyone who stubbornly resists." The man in the golden robe showed a gloomy expression on his face.
His strength far surpassed Lan Fei in front of him.
Even beyond the front of the big formation, no one from now on, even if it is the Huaxia Yinmen, the general strong, is not the opponent of this golden robe man, and Ye Fei is also very familiar with this man.
Before the formation, Lan Fei smiled wryly. The oppressive power contained in the blow in front had already exceeded her imagination.
It wasn't until she made a move at this moment that she really understood how strong the opponent was.
"Strength, is it still not enough?"
"I used to think that if I could help him even a little bit, Fei'er would be very happy." Lan Fei's eyes trembled slightly, and a familiar figure appeared in his mind.
In the mid-air ahead, the black air was approaching, and it was about to swallow it up.
But at this moment, Lan Fei, with the power of the rune in her palm condensed, sent a sound transmission downwards, and then she gently closed her eyes.
"not good!"
"Lan Fei..."
On the sandy island below, Vermilion's complexion changed drastically, and the aura in her body stopped suddenly.
Her eyes were red, and the power of Suzaku surged out from her blood, and her own aura instantly reached the level of Nascent Soul Realm, and the blood-red flame power rolled around her body.
And just when Zhu Hong was about to rush into the air and catch Lan Fei, a faint light suddenly flashed across the sky behind her.
"Whistling."
The sound of breaking through the air followed.
At the same time, a majestic spiritual pressure swept across the air at this moment, vaguely suppressing the whole audience.
The faint light was so fast that it could be said to be teleporting. In the blink of an eye, it blocked Lan Fei's front. After stabilizing and reappearing, it turned out to be an ordinary short knife with a fierce look.
"This is... my spiritual weapon." Lan Fei was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously raised his head, and looked at the dagger in front of him.
This spiritual weapon was given to her by Ye Fei at the beginning, but not long ago, after the Ye family received Ye Fei's jade slip, they handed over all the spiritual weapons and fairy treasures to a Hidden man.
Among them, including the immortal treasure Zhanshen Sword in the gate guard formation of Ye Family Manor.
And, Lan Fei's black blade, Ye Ling's witch knife, etc., whose quality reached the level of spiritual weapons, or innate magical weapons, were all taken from Ye's family and handed over to the man named Yue Xiaohong.
"Bang, boom." At this moment, in the air ahead, a muffled sound exploded.
I saw that black blade, like a spirit, cut a cut mark in mid-air, offsetting this fatal blow.
In the next moment, a faint light was brought out, and it turned back into Lan Fei's body.
At this time, Lan Fei slowly raised her arm, a faint light flashed in her palm, she held the short knife in her palm, feeling the breath on the knife, a happy smile appeared on her face.
Not far ahead, the man in the golden robe couldn't help but be startled when he saw this scene.
"Hey, it's just a spiritual weapon, and it can actually block the power of this deity's blow?"
"Why is this breath so familiar?"
The man in the golden robe showed a thoughtful look on his face, and the power in his body exploded, and the invisible force of coercion swept across the surroundings, and his spiritual consciousness spread at the same time.
This aura alone has already surpassed the realm of the gods.
This person was actually a strong man in the Tribulation Realm, and it was reasonable for Lan Fei to have no power to fight back in front of him.
"He's here." Lan Fei murmured softly, turning his head and looking behind him.
At this moment, following her gaze, in the middle of the sky in the distance, a young man wearing a light-colored robe, with a stern appearance and an icy aura radiating from his whole body, came from the sky and approached slowly.
On that indifferent face, there was an indescribable expression of speechlessness.
In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared at the edge of the barrier, and in the next moment he blocked Lan Fei.
"Fei'er, are you okay?" The person who suddenly appeared was undoubtedly Ye Fei.
At this moment, he turned his head slowly, and only in front of the members of the Ye family would he show his usual mildness, and the coldness in his voice would undoubtedly dissipate.
(End of this chapter)
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