The most powerful doctor of the beautiful president

Chapter 186 Break the formation!

Although the formation drawn by Miejue Shitai's sword is a bit weird, in Yang Fan's eyes, it's just a little more work, and it's not to the point where he can't do anything.

Yang Fan's eyes directly turned into a sea of ​​ghostly flowers, up and down, left and right, as if the whole world had turned into a world of flowers, but Yang Fan didn't panic much.

Holding the blood sword in his hand, Yang Fan's eyes swept over every corner of the sea of ​​flowers, not letting go of the slightest bit, but any formation will definitely have his weaknesses, as long as he finds the eye of the formation, the formation in front of him is the soil. Jiwagou, it's hard to block a blow.

What's more, this is a formation formed by a sword, which is quite different from the normal formation.The sword is weird, and the formation is strange, but the combination of sword and formation is not necessarily so.

Miejue Shitai used this method to deal with Yang Fan, but he was completely wrong.

Taking a step forward, the blood sword in Yang Fan's hand suddenly stabbed out!The dazzling blood light hit a petal three steps ahead, and that petal didn't look any different from the other petals.

The blood-colored sword light collided with the coquettish petals, like a needle point on a balloon.

"Pfft!"

A not-so-slight voice sounded, and the sea of ​​flowers fled in front of him, the bloody night, and the ugly old face of Mrs. Miejue appeared in front of Yang Fan.

Miejue Shitai still maintains the posture of thrusting her sword, but her eyes are full of shock.

"How could you break this formation?!"

Miejue Shitai screamed in disbelief. She felt that she might not be able to completely kill Yang Fan by relying on this formation, but it was absolutely possible to seriously injure him, but she could definitely do it with a light touch of the sword. It was easy to accept Yang Fan's life.

Miejue Shitai has absolute confidence in this sword. You must know that this is the sword of the founder of the Baihuatang sect. Relying on this sword and strong strength, the ancestors fought all over the world to take down the Baihuatang. foundation.

And she Miejue Shitai took out this sword for the second time in her life tonight!
She felt that this was already the greatest respect for Yang Fan, and she even felt that letting Yang Fan die under this sword was an insult to this sword.

Everything in front of him made Miejue Shitai a little messy, even flustered.

She underestimated Yang Fan, never thought that this evil method would be so terrifying.

Seeing Miejue Shitai's expression, Yang Fan had a mocking smile on his face, "Oh, you didn't kill me, are you disappointed? You old bastard is just stupid, don't you think I'm just like you Is it stupid? How dare you embarrass yourself with just this formation-breaking method? Is this what your ancestors taught you?"

Miejue Shitai was so angry that he almost lost his breath. Yang Fan called his greatest confidence in his life trash, how could he not be angry!
Miejue Shitai, who was so angry that he didn't say a word, stared at Yang Fan viciously, exuding the icy aura like entering the cold winter, and swung his sword again.

Yang Fan said it easily, but he never had any contempt for Miejue Shitai in his heart.

This ugly old woman is definitely the most difficult person among the three heads, and she cannot be underestimated.Those who despise the enemy will often die miserably. Yang Fan does not want to be listed as an arrogant and arrogant Zhao Kuo's disciple by later generations.

Especially the sword, which Yang Fan attached great importance to. Compared with the blood sword in his hand, that sword is probably not much better.

The billowing poisonous mist immediately filled the entire Butcher Bridge with every sword swing of Miejue Shitai.

Although the Poison Rat King, Tieshan Qilao and others have their own means to save their lives, they have already been seriously injured in the battle against the three masters and thousands of disciples under their command with the strength of a few people, and now they are poisoned again Fog, one by one, can be described as pretty bad.

Yang Fan saw all of this, and it made him secretly anxious.

Absolutely can't let this old woman continue to be so arrogant, he can still hold on for the time being, but the Rat King and the others can't!

Yang Fan's ghostly figure unfolded again, and his whole body seemed to become one with the whole night, silently, without any trace.

Yang Fan used this move to kill Lu He, one of the three masters, with a single sword, which made Miejue Shitai feel vigilant.

Although she was arrogant and domineering, she was not a reckless person. At the moment Yang Fan's figure disappeared, she became more careful.

She no longer controls the sword deliberately, but controls the sword with her mind.Let the sword in your hand lock Yang Fan's killing intent, this sword of the founder of the school has its own strength.

suddenly!

A blood-colored residual light flashed across, and the sword in Juejue Shitai's hand suddenly turned around, releasing a billowing poisonous mist, and stabbing out into the darkness with a sharp sword.

However, the bloody glow seemed to have life, and it made a sharp 180-degree turn in mid-air, brushed past the sword tip in Miejue Shitai's hand, and rushed towards Xue Feng.

Xue Feng, who had been engrossed in the fight between Yang Fan and Miejue Shitai, did not put much energy on his own defense.

At this moment, seeing that bloody glow coming straight towards him, Xue Feng was startled and responded quickly.

But the direction of the bloody residual light changed too quickly, Xue Feng responded in a hurry, but it was still too late!
The bloody glow passed behind his neck in an instant, and bright red blood beads floated up from Xue Feng's neck, adhering to the bloody glow.

The true face of the blood sword slowly emerged, absorbing a few blood essences from the fifth layer of Xue Feng's foundation period, the blood sword looked even more bewitching!
When the blood sword emerged, Yang Fan's stubborn and extraordinary figure also appeared beside Xue Feng. It turned out that he cut Xue Feng's neck with a backhand sword.

His body is as swift as the wind, and his swordsmanship is as erratic as a ghost.

This is the most direct understanding of Yang Fan among the three sects, whether they are masters or disciples.

Yang Fan was hastily labeled a ghost.

"I...not reconciled." A windy voice came out of Xue Feng's throat, and his increasingly chaotic eyes stared at Yang Fan, with more resentment besides panic.

Yang Fan raised his leg and kicked Xue Feng, who had only a little vitality left, "So what if I don't want to be reconciled, the person I want to kill must die!"

For the resentment of a dead person, Yang Fan didn't pay attention to it at all. Since I can kill you, I would be afraid of a look in your eyes. It's ridiculous!
Two swords beheaded the two heads, and Xue Feng was still at the fifth level of the foundation establishment stage, but he was also killed by Yang Fan with one sword!It shocked everyone's attention, especially Miejue Shitai, who suddenly felt heavy pressure, not to mention Xue Feng who was killed by Yang Fan when he was confronting her.

No matter how confident Miejue Shitai was, she couldn't become more confident.

The light of the sword in his hand, which bears the fame of burning, seems to have dimmed a lot all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)