As soon as Ye Fei finished speaking, the surrounding air suddenly tensed up, and the eight security guards swept towards Wu Tian like shooting stars.
Its momentum was swift and orderly, like a finely woven net, completely sealing off the space around Wu Tian.
Each strike contained immense energy powerful enough to shake mountains and rivers, as if a mere touch would be enough to pulverize Wu Tian into dust.
However, faced with this seemingly impenetrable siege, Wu Tian was not afraid at all. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes, as if he were detached from the world and isolated from it.
This scene brought a cold and cruel smile to Ye Fei's lips. He knew that although these eight people were only at the fourth-grade martial artist level, the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation they set up would make even a sixth-grade expert wary, let alone this arrogant young man in front of him.
"Hmph, you mere ants, how dare you presume to trap me?" Wu Tian finally opened his eyes, his gaze filled with wisdom and determination, like the morning sun piercing through the clouds, illuminating the entire battle. "Today, I will let you witness firsthand what a true master is!"
After speaking, he stretched out his body, like a dragon soaring to the heavens. As he spun in mid-air, a kick with the force of a thunderbolt exploded instantly.
With a deafening roar, a security guard was swept away as if swallowed by a giant wave, his figure flying out and crashing heavily to the ground. He was clearly seriously injured and unable to fight.
"This...how is this possible?"
Ye Fei was shocked and his expression changed drastically. He never expected that this seemingly ordinary young man would possess such astonishing strength.
The Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation, which was powerful enough to trap a sixth-rank expert, vanished into nothingness under Wu Tian's feet. Even more shockingly, it caused one person to instantly lose his fighting ability. The strength of his methods was beyond imagination.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, and asked in a cold voice, "Who...who are you?"
Wu Tian's lips curled up slightly, a contemptuous smile that vanished in an instant. "You are not worthy to know my identity and name. Let Ye Wuhen come out to see me."
Upon hearing this, Ye Fei's anger intensified. He had intended to recruit powerful allies, but he did not expect to encounter such an arrogant response. Not only did the other party not take him seriously, but they also addressed his master, Ye Wuhen, by his name, demonstrating their arrogance.
"Change formation! Keep killing!"
Ye Fei's command was like thunder, and as it echoed, the fall of one person could not shake this iron-blooded line. How could the guardians of the Dragon Capturing Manor be ordinary people?
With his command, the remaining units adjusted their postures in an instant, shifting like stars, and re-weaving a completely new tactical formation—the Seven Star Formation.
"Excellent! The Seven Stars Circulate, with endless wonders!" A hint of approval flashed in Wu Tian's eyes as he marveled at how the Dragon Capturing Manor had hidden such profound ancient formation essence.
In today's world, those who understand formations are as rare as morning stars, which shows the depth of the Dragon Capture Hall.
Upon hearing this, Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly as he re-examined this young adversary. His insight was extraordinary, and he was indeed a rare talent. However, his arrogant personality prevented him from becoming a formidable general under his command.
At this moment, the seven security guards' true energy surged, and golden halos intertwined, as if dragon veins were converging, finally forming the shape of a giant dragon soaring into the sky, with a majestic aura that shot straight into the clouds, intending to devour Wu Tian in endless sharpness.
The dragon roared, and wherever it touched, the air shattered and wind and thunder surged, displaying its extraordinary power.
However, Wu Tian did not retreat. Instead, he stepped forward, his pale blue spiritual power surging and transforming into a long sword that shone brightly across the land—the Ice Soul Sword was unsheathed, determined to freeze all things.
"The Ice Soul appears, and all things perish!"
As Wu Tian murmured, his sword light shone like frost, its chilling aura penetrating, and it clashed fiercely with the golden dragon in mid-air. The gold and blue hues intertwined, unleashing a deafening roar that seemed to shake even the very space around them.
After a brief standoff, the outcome was finally decided. The power of the Seven Stars gradually dimmed under the Ice Soul Sword, and the golden dragon formed from the power of the seven people vanished into nothingness, while Wu Tian's Ice Soul Sword remained clearly visible.
"Pfft!"
Almost simultaneously, the seven security guards coughed up blood, their faces pale, staring incredulously at the young man before them who, despite his young age, had broken their combined attack with a single sword strike.
Wu Tian remained as steady as a mountain, slowly dissipating the energy from his body. His blue longsword also disappeared, leaving only an extraordinary aura surrounding him, as if he were a sage detached from the world, quietly observing everything.
Upon seeing this, Ye Fei felt a surge of emotions, both shocked by Wu Tian's strength and worried about the future of the Dragon Capturing Manor.
He knew that today's battle was not only a contest for personal honor, but also an invisible struggle between two major powers.
"Well done, Wu Tian. He certainly has the right to be arrogant. However, the foundation of the Dragon Capturing Manor is far beyond your imagination."
Ye Fei's voice was calm and firm. He slowly raised his right hand, and a dazzling red light quietly gathered in his palm. That was his ultimate skill, "Crimson Flame Burning the Sky".
As Ye Fei's thoughts surged, a blazing red light danced in his palm, converging into a dazzling flower of flame, as if it were the most passionate stroke of nature, instantly igniting the surrounding silence.
In an instant, crimson clouds filled the sky, their light shining brightly, illuminating not only the surrounding darkness but also dyeing Ye Fei's face with an eerie crimson, as if all the essence of fire in the world had gathered in his palm.
An unprecedented, vast power erupted from his palm, like a volcanic eruption, tearing apart the originally dull sky and dyeing it a breathtaking crimson that dazzled the eye.
Immediately afterwards, the red light transformed into a giant fiery dragon soaring through the sky, dazzling and imposing. Its presence caused the space to tremble, leaving behind a series of scorching trails that spoke of the majesty of the flames.
"Let's see if your Ice Soul Sword is more powerful, or my Crimson Flame Dragon."
Ye Fei's lips curled into a wicked smile, which, against the backdrop of the crimson glow, added to his air of mystery and unpredictability.
"Crimson flames roar, burning the eight wastelands!"
With a roar like thunder, the fiery dragon responded with a howl, carrying destructive power as it hurtled towards Wu Tian. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be ignited, leaving behind scorched marks that proclaimed its unparalleled power.
Faced with this sudden storm of flames, Wu Tian remained solemn yet composed. He was well aware of the power of the crimson flames, but he was even more convinced of his own indomitable spirit and perseverance.
The Ice Soul Sword condensed once more, its tip gleaming with a cold light, its blue and white colors intertwined, as if it had gathered the coldest and purest energy in the world, forming a striking and stunning contrast with the heat of the flames.
With a light flick of the sword tip, an extremely cold aura instantly spread out, intertwining with the raging fire dragon. Ice and fire collided most fiercely at this moment, unleashing a dazzling brilliance beyond imagination, enveloping the Dragon-Capturing Manor in a bizarre and wondrous world.
Under the oppressive power of the Ice Soul Sword, the fiery dragon gradually shrank, its light dimmed, like a bubble under the blazing sun, and finally vanished without a trace, leaving only the residual heat in the air as proof.
"Thump thump thump!"
Ye Fei staggered back several steps, his eyes filled with disbelief, and exclaimed, "Such...such powerful sword intent!"
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