Chapter 2852 Call Me What

This shield actually spread out his sword intent until it was weakened and exhausted?

blocked! ?

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Zhuang Biyou looked back and saw this scene, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Sword God! Do you really think you can do whatever you want!?"

"The Shenlong Blood Pact Formation is the number one defensive formation of our Shenlong Clan!"

"Any attack will be resolved by the power of the dragon's blood!"

"Even if you are a strategic powerhouse, no matter how powerful the offensive is, as long as there are enough members of our clan, you will not be afraid!"

At this time, tens of thousands of members of the Shenlong clan followed one after another at the scene, urging their own dragon souls to reinforce the blood contract formation.

The golden-red shield protects them all, like a sky fortress.

"No wonder, before you come, you have to raise your arms and shout, so that everyone can follow..."

"It's quite thoughtful," Ye Fan sneered.

Feng Yuzhi smiled and said: "Senior Sword God, Yao Lao is dead, if Zhuang Lao dies again, our Shenlong family will suffer a great loss.

What Elder Ji Zhihei said just now is also reasonable, why don't we call a truce today and let us investigate further? "

"Yes! The wind wants to stop! You are right! I think so too!"

Ji Zhihei hurriedly agreed from a distance, but he didn't dare to approach.

"mob".

Ye Fan simply said four words.

Immediately, tens of thousands of people at the scene fell silent again.

This sword god! unacceptable! How arrogant!

"Zhuang Biyou, you must die today!"

After Ye Fan finished speaking coldly, he called out Taichu again.

Seeing that Ye Fan was going to make another move, Zhuang Biyou looked disdainful.

"No matter how strong your sword intent is, as you saw just now, you can't break the blood pact formation of our Shenlong clan!

Now tens of thousands of people are working together, no matter how strong you are alone, what can you do? "

Zhuang Biyou looked calm, "I can give you a chance to accept the investigation, abandon the sword and negotiate peace.

Otherwise, wait a few more strategic masters from our clan, you will be doomed! "

Just now dozens of elders and hundreds of clansmen blocked the attack.

Now that tens of thousands of clansmen have joined the blood deed formation, Zhuang Biyou naturally sits on the Diaoyutai even more firmly.

With peace of mind, he began to remove the sword intent from the wound on his leg and restore his physical body.

"Sword God! I think it's better to forget it, why do you have to be an enemy of our entire clan?

There are tens of thousands of people here, not a group of children, there are dozens of people in the Open Heaven Realm.

Such a high-quality Dragon Blood Pact formation, with your current strength, is invincible," Ji Zhihei persuaded with a smile.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth.

"The person I want to kill will not live."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan's arms were tense, and he rarely held Taichu with both hands.

At this time, Zhuang Biyou, who was healing there and not moving, was a living target!

He will pay all the price for his stupidity!

"Wu Shuang... Asura!"

"Ten heavy!"

Ye Fan swung the sword with all his might!

The black-gold sword intent crescent seemed to stir up the heavens and the earth, bringing up a sky-reaching tornado!

The ten weights were released and disintegrated, and they were abruptly compressed into this crescent moon!

This requires super-strong control. If Ye Fan hadn't stepped into the holy body and held the sword in both hands, it would really be impossible to do it under the triple disintegration.

Zhuang Biyou joked, "Repeat the old tricks and bring shame on yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Shura's sword intent didn't dissipate quickly after touching the golden-red shield?

"Huh?"

Many people have doubts.

But soon, a force that shocked everyone's dragon souls and stabbed everyone's heart veins caused tens of thousands of members of the Shenlong clan to change their faces!

"Puff puff!……"

"Uh-"

Thousands of people began to vomit blood!

Start screaming!

Cardiac damage! Dragon Soul Tremor!

"Keng Keng Keng—"

Above the Great Formation of the Dragon Blood Pact, there was the sound of cracking eggshells.

Every sound of shattering makes tens of thousands of people tear their hearts apart!

"Buzz--"

The black ripples continued to spread, and it was clear that the formation was spreading the sword intent, but it couldn't be completely blocked!

Finally, the big formation couldn't hold on anymore!

All of this, in fact, in about a second!

Tens of thousands of people couldn't believe their eyes!

"impossible!!"

Zhuang Biyou screamed!

Shura's sword intent seemed to be beating a black-gold death current.

A devil's face with teeth and claws, full of despair!

Just as Zhuang Biyou came to his senses, he was about to escape, but it was too late!

"Boom!"

Zhuang Biyou's body was split vertically, exploded, and shattered!

The blood mist drifted away, and the dragon soul of the green dragon disappeared!

Tens of thousands of members of the Shenlong clan were stunned, unable to believe what they saw.

Feng Yuzhi and the others had blood in the corners of their mouths, and were completely stunned.

Ji Zhi's black face twitched, and he muttered: "It's... really murderous..."

Ye Fan glanced lightly at Ye Longyuan at the top of the mountain.

A look can convey his meaning.

He said, to slay the dragon.

This revenge, avenged.

"This...how is it possible...the Shenlong Blood Pact formation, we gathered the strength of tens of thousands of people, and failed to keep Mr. Zhuang?!"

"Damn! Why is this happening!?"

Everyone in the dealer burst into tears, and the only green dragon in the dealer was killed just like that! ?

Zhuang Mengdie and the other juniors burst into tears, crying for their great-grandfather.

"This is the true power of the Sword God... the power to fight against the Demon King..."

"Our blood contract formation can withstand the strategic level, but it can't withstand the devil..."

Feng Yuzhi smiled wryly, who would have thought that Ye Fan has been hiding his true strength.

At this time, Ye Fan suddenly made a sound.

"Hey...where are you going?"

"ah?"

A somewhat sneaky figure froze from behind the crowd.

Ji Zhihei smiled sarcastically, and turned around, "Hey...Sword God, there's nothing else to do anyway, I'm in a hurry at home, I'm leaving first, see you another day!"

"I killed two Qinglongs from the Shenlong clan, you won't avenge them?" Ye Fan joked.

"Here……"

"Come on, kill me," Ye Fan said with a smile.

Ji Zhi's black face turned green, I could kill you, would I slip away? I don't want to lose face?

"If you dare to run, I will slaughter the entire Dragon City today!"

As soon as this statement came out, tens of thousands of clan members at the scene all turned pale.

They were still suffering from injuries of various sizes, but now they are even more scared out of their wits!

With a wave of Ye Fan's hand, flying swords appeared all over the sky!

Hundreds of thousands of flying swords hang high in the sky, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

Covering the sky and blocking out the sun, like the end of the world.

Feeling the emperor-level sword intent emanating from all the flying swords, and seeing the black and golden flames all over the sky, no one dared to question Ye Fan's ability!

"What sword control technique? How can you control so many swords?!"

"This... can this still be called Yujianshu!?"

"Sword God... is a Sword Demon at all!"

Many people mourned and sighed, trembling.

Zhuang Mengdie looked at Ye Fan with complicated eyes.

At first it was admiration and curiosity, but now, there is hatred and confusion.

He obviously doesn't look like a villain, but why did he do such a thing? Say something like this?

Ji Zhihei also became serious.

"Sword God, do you know that I am in the clan alliance, what do they call me behind my back?"