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Chapter 295 Blood Splattered on the Phantom Door (3)
"Presumptuous!"
"Since you don't have to drink wine as a penalty for toasting, then I will help you today!"
After saying this, the old man in white waved his sleeves, and a dozen figures immediately rushed out from behind, like sharp arrows, shooting at Li Xiaofan.
These dozen or so are all elite disciples in the sect, and the best among them have all reached the realm of becoming gods.
The remaining few have also cultivated to the level of warriors with great inner strength.
¡°Moreover, these dozen figures advance and retreat in a measured manner.
From the position they occupied, it can be seen that following a mysterious geographical trend, they formed a formation, trapping Li Xiaofan in it.
Outside the formation, I heard the old man in white speaking proudly.
"Li Xiaofan, let you taste the power of my Phantom Sect Nine Dragons Formation!"
"Don't look at these disciples in my sect. The ones with the highest cultivation level are only in the realm of transformation. But once they form a large formation, the power they exert will be such that even a half-step spiritual warrior would not dare to compete with them head-on!"
"I'm giving you one last chance. It's still not too late to kneel down and beg for mercy and surrender to my Phantom Sect!"
Li Xiaofan held the sword light and stood with his hands behind his back, almost like a god descending to earth, and smiled coldly.
"They are just a bunch of ants, and they are screaming in front of me!"
After saying that, he pointed his sword and made a stroke in the air.
A bright sword light was like a shooting star chasing the moon. Wherever it passed, the two Phantom Sect disciples who were rushing at the front were cut into two pieces on the spot, and their blood flowed wildly.
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Li Xiaofan slashed in the air again, and the three disciples were cut into two pieces at the waist, just like cutting tofu with a knife, without any effort at all.
Swish!
At the scene, the sword energy was everywhere, and wherever it went, there was screams and wails, and half-cut corpses were thrown into the air, just like chopping vegetables and melons.
The Kowloon Formation they built was destroyed by Li Xiaofan in just the blink of an eye.
Li Xiaofan stood with a sword in his hand, blood flowing like a river under his feet. The sun was setting behind him, and the sky seemed to be dyed red with blood. He chuckled.
"A mere ant dares to talk about any formation in front of me! It's simply overestimating one's ability!"
All this sounds like a long story, but in fact, it only takes the blink of an eye.
No one among more than a dozen elite disciples of the sect was spared.
Meng Fei was so frightened that he wet his pants and huddled in a corner, trembling all over.
I originally thought this guy was just a follower, but I didn¡¯t expect that he turned out to be a evil star!
Elder Liu dug his head deeply into his chest, remembering that he had just flaunted his power in front of Li Xiaofan and tried to commit suicide in various ways. If he looked at it now, he would probably die a hundred times.
"You bastard, you're looking for death!"
The eyes of the old man in sackcloth turned red on the spot, because one of the disciples Li Xiaofan killed was his direct disciple.
If a disciple is killed and the master cannot avenge him, how will he stand in the world?
"Boy, let me show you what the real Kowloon Formation is!"
After saying that, a dozen elders and supreme elders, led by the old man in white and the old man in sackcloth, quickly set up their formation.
Although it is the same formation, it is countless times more advanced than the previous group of disciples. It is so powerful and terrifying!
Moreover, above this large formation, there is a faint dragon aura appearing.
The aura emanating from their bodies seemed to have condensed into three dragons. On the top of the stirring mountain, the wind and clouds changed color.
"Li Xiaofan, today is the day you die!"
The old man in sackcloth stretched out his hand and activated the formation. The three vaguely formed dragon auras, about ten meters long, instantly surrounded Li Xiaofan.
"Looking at that murderous aura, even a mountain can be crushed to pieces, let alone a human body of flesh and blood.
Seeing that Li Xiaofan was under control, the elder named Liu dared to raise his head and breathed a sigh of relief.
He once saw with his own eyes that a powerful man with spiritual powers fell into this formation.
In his opinion, even if Li Xiaofan is powerful, he is just a peak god. How can he compete with this great formation?
Meng Fei¡¯s heart finally returned to his stomach.
After all, this is the territory of the Phantom Gate, where the dragon is coiled and the tiger is lying!
He LiNo matter how powerful Xuan Xuan is, he is still alone. How can he fight against more than a dozen top masters of the sect? He will inevitably be hated on the spot!
"The eyes of the two sisters Chen Dan were full of horror.
"You are just ants in my eyes!"
Li Xiaofan snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and a powerful sword energy shot out.
Those three faint dragon auras were dispersed on the spot and disappeared in an instant, just like boiling soup and pouring snow.
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The sword energy shot out did not lose its force and instantly passed through the throat of an elder. There was a blood hole in the back of the neck, and blood spurted out.
The elders behind him failed to dodge in time and were injured by the sword energy. There were several bloody arms on the ground.
Finally, this sword energy came towards the old man in sackcloth. Although it killed several people in a row, the power of the sword energy was still 70%, which was enough to kill a half-step psychic.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the old man in sackcloth did not dare to take a direct attack, so he subconsciously ducked sideways.
However, his movements were still half a beat too slow. Although his head dodged, one of his arms was cut off in a row.
"ah¡¡"
The old man in sackcloth screamed, and the muscles on his face were shaking with great pain. He quickly reached out and touched the wound quickly, and then stopped the bleeding.
But the blood seemed to arouse the violence and ferocity in his heart, and he rushed toward Li Xiaofan with a roar like a mad bull.
In the eyes of everyone, he had completely lost his mind in great pain and rage.
But if this is the case, how can he be worthy of being the Supreme Elder of the Phantom Sect, leading his troops to face the enemy when the leader is away.
His move was just to paralyze Li Xiaofan. Just when he was about to rush forward, he suddenly pulled out a rusty iron tube from his waist and held it in his mouth.
The iron cylinder is only as thick as a ballpoint pen, and there are many runes densely engraved on its surface, which looks mysterious and weird.
Several rays of light shot out from the iron tube, heading towards Li Xiaofan.
You know, the distance between the two is now less than two meters.
¡°Within such a close range, even if Li Xiaofan was powerful, he would not have time to dodge.
More than a dozen rays of cold light touched Li Xiaofan's body in the blink of an eye.
In everyone¡¯s eyes, this move was enough to turn him into a hornet¡¯s nest.
At this time, three elders joined forces to attack from behind. Three long swords brought three sharp sword lights, and they rushed to the back of Li Xiaofan's heart in an instant.
Faced with attacks from both front and back, and in a dangerous situation, even if Li Xiaofan had three heads and six arms, he had nothing to hide from and he was bound to die.
"You brat, you're dead this time!"
The old man in sackcloth had a particularly ferocious smile. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com