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Chapter 170: Sword Sect Grand Formation!

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When the two swords collided, there was a crisp sound, and the blood sword was like cutting paper, and it directly split the sword in Lu He's hand into two, and the broken sword made a buzzing sound, and it was thrown away. out, fly to the sky.

The next moment, Yang Fan narrowed his eyes, flashed a strong killing intent, and rushed towards Lu He with his sword!

The sword was cut off, and Lu He's whole face showed an unbelievable look. The sword he had carried with him for many years was cut off by Yang Fan. You know, all his swords are made of black iron. Mud, extremely tough.

But...how could it be cut off by Yang Fan's sword just like that.

"Dead!!!" Yang Fan roared, and quickly rushed towards Lu He.

In Lu He's pupils, Yang Fan's figure was getting bigger and bigger, and he came in front of him in an instant. He felt the murderous aura from Yang Fan, and Yang Fan's murderous intent made Lu He feel the breath of death.

The blood sword was swung, and a sword aura exuding the smell of blood arrived as expected.

The powerful oppressive force made Lu He stand still in place as if being fixed. At this moment, in his eyes, this sword energy was like the scythe of death, locked on his neck, and there was nowhere to escape.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, and the smiles on their faces froze instantly, replaced by horror and disbelief.

You know, Yang Fan is only a monk of the third floor of the foundation building period, while Lu He is a monk of the fifth floor of the foundation building period. There is a difference of two realms between the two, but why can Yang Fan kill Lu He instantly? ?
"Help!" The dangerous breath was getting closer, and Lu He began to call for help.

No one is not afraid of death, even the head of Lu is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

At this critical moment, the other two sect masters suddenly made a quick move, and all the disciples of Jianmen dispatched to rescue the master, the overwhelming true energy exploded in the sky like gorgeous fireworks.

Beautiful and coquettish, but it is mixed with the breath of death.

Facing the sudden attack, Yang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. His killing intent was determined now. Even if so many people from the other side attacked, he had no intention of stopping. He cut his throat with a sword and quickly slashed towards Lu He's neck. !
"Master!" Just as the blood cocoon was about to scratch his neck, a loyal disciple rushed to Lu He's side.

With a pop, the blood sword entered the disciple's body.

"Boom!" The disciple fell to the ground, and the life force in his body quickly disappeared. In an instant, the person was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

And Lu He didn't have any mood swings because of the death of his disciples. After all, there are countless disciples in Jianmen, and it's no big deal if one of them dies. Moreover, the world of monks is like this, and dead people are commonplace.

Besides, they are all ruthless Jianghu people, and their disciples are nothing more than their pawns.

Soon Lu He stepped back a few steps in a row, out of Yang Fan's attacking range, then he adjusted his mood and said loudly: "Let's all go together, this kid is a bit evil, let's go together!"

After Lu He said this, more than 1000 monks quickly took action and directly surrounded Yang Fan.

Countless long swords squeezed towards Yang Fan quickly like a net of heaven and earth, while Yang Fan calmly raised the blood sword and placed it horizontally on his head to block the attack of the long sword. Clang clang sound.

It has to be said that so many people attacked with swords, and their strength was indeed great. When Yang Fan confronted him, hundreds of white cloth strips with flower poison attacked Yang Fan like a python.

"Not good! If you are wrapped around your body by these cloth strips, it will be a disaster!"

Yang Fan quickly judged the situation. If he was entangled by these cloth strips, it would be very difficult to run. Facing the attack of so many people, if he was restrained for just a second, he might be buried in hell.

In a master's fight, one second is enough to tell the winner, and you must concentrate on it all the time.

"Get lost!" Yang Fan gritted his teeth, and the blood sword exuded a seductive red glow, and then a bright sword glow shot up into the sky, and a powerful sword energy directly sent hundreds of monks holding swords flying out .

The monks flying out are like a hundred flowers blooming, so beautiful!
And Yang Fan's body spun rapidly like a tornado, soaring into the sky, but the hundreds of white cloths did not let Yang Fan go, they seemed to be fixed, and followed closely behind Yang Fan's buttocks.

There were hundreds of swords pressing down on him before, and Yang Fan had no intention of dealing with the white cloth, but now he is completely free, the blood sword in his hand is like extremely sharp scissors, and he cuts the white cloth randomly!
Scraps of white cloth floated in the sky, like snow in winter.

"Good boy." Miejue Shitai saw that Yang Fan broke their Baihuatang's attack, trembling with anger, and immediately started a new round of attack, and the people from Shanshui Winery and Jianmen also quickly cooperated in the attack.

Wave after wave of attacks did not stop at all.

And every time he became stronger than before, Yang Fan was very helpless, because he found that the power of thousands of people didn't matter. Although he couldn't defeat the three sects quickly, it was difficult for the three sects to defeat him immediately. ascend to heaven.

The three masters quickly discovered the strangeness!

They are obviously just a third-floor monk in the foundation-building period. Why are they so powerful in combat? There are thousands of monks in them. When dealing with Yang Fan, they feel a little invincible.

Now Yang Fan created an iron barrel array by himself. Although he did not take the initiative to attack, it also left thousands of monks helpless.

This is awesome. Well, Yang Fan is the No. 1 person who can make the three major sects mobilize. It's not like killing him.

Countless people were injured, and those who suffered from boredom were countless!

If this spreads, it will have to wipe out other people's big teeth. This value is a shame, a shame that the three sects cannot accept.

"Sword Formation! Open!"

In the end, Lu He couldn't stand this kind of uselessness anymore, and immediately unleashed the strongest sword array in Jianmen.

"Light and Shadow Sword Formation!"

This sword formation was completed by all the disciples of the Sword Sect. They surrounded Yang Fan in a circle, and Lu He was the eye of the sword formation. When the sword formation was activated, Yang Fan became serious instantly.

Yang Fan didn't dare to underestimate the power coming from the sword array, and had to fight with all his strength.

After Lu He activated the Light and Shadow Sword Formation, the other two masters and their disciples did not relax. They were standing by and ready to go. As long as they found an opportunity, they would quickly strike and kill Yang Fan with one move.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
At this time, the sword gate formation finally started...

(End of this chapter)