He had just stepped into the range of the Tiangang Formation.
The thirty-six half-step masters of the Ye family changed their steps at the same time.
The extremely powerful Tiangang Formation was immediately activated.
A thin curtain like water waves formed in an instant, trapping Zhao Jinian in the center of the formation.
The next moment, countless golden sword auras emerged like bamboo shoots after rain, rushing towards Zhao Jinian like a rainstorm, with an extremely terrifying momentum.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Jinian's face suddenly changed.
He knew his plan, but was tricked by Ye Yunge.
Although he was not sure what kind of formation this was, the power it displayed was enough to shock even him.
"You little bastard, you're playing dirty tricks!"
Zhao Jinian swung the sword in his hand and instantly broke through the countless golden sword energy.
While he was catching his breath, he glared in the direction of Ye Yunge.
Seeing his angry and frustrated look, Ye Yunge sneered and said:
"I'm playing dirty tricks? You're just too stupid!"
"To have fallen into such an obvious trap."
Having said that, Ye Yunge looked at Zhao Jinian with pity:
"Take a good look at the Tian Gang formation that the Ye family has prepared for you."
"It is very likely that you are the first Grand Master to die in this formation."
Hearing Ye Yunge's words, Zhao Jinian's face became terribly gloomy.
He was just about to say something harsh to him when he saw Ye Yunge walking slowly towards the remaining three Great Zhou Rank 8 Grandmasters.
"While that brainless guy is trapped in the formation, let me get rid of you first, okay?"
"Earlier, you were all so arrogant and seemed to have absolute confidence in killing me."
"You can attack me now. I want to see how strong you are."
Ye Yunge's words made the three eighth-grade masters look extremely ugly.
However, they understood that even if Ye Yunge was a top-grade grandmaster, as the shadow guards of the royal family, they had to do nothing.
"Little boy, don't be so arrogant. I am just using insidious means to trap the commander. Once he breaks the formation, you will be dead."
"Yes, this despicable method can only gain the upper hand for a while. You don't think you can really control us, right?"
"When Commander Zhao breaks through the formation, little one, you are dead!"
Listening to the other party's harsh words, Ye Yunge's face was full of sarcasm:
"What a lot of nonsense!"
"Let's get rid of you first."
As soon as the voice fell, Ye Yunge walked quickly towards the three eighth-grade masters.
His steps became faster and faster, and finally, "Swish, swish, swish~"
Accompanied by a series of phantoms, Ye Yunge approached the three people in a few breaths.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The three of them roared at the same time, and each waved the weapon in their hands and attacked Ye Yunge.
"Haha, a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"
Ye Yunge sneered, raised his right hand lightly, and slapped each of the three people through the air.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~”
Three huge spiritual power palm prints appeared instantly.
In an instant, the husband blocked all the retreat routes of the three men.
The next moment, “Bang, bang, bang!”
Accompanied by three dull sounds, the spiritual power palm print shattered, and the three figures vomited blood and flew backwards at the same time.
Finally, it fell heavily on my face.
This is the biggest gap between a first-grade grandmaster and an eighth-grade grandmaster.
Three moves, just three moves, and three eighth-grade masters were seriously injured at the same time.
"It seems that your strength is not as strong as you think!"
Ye Yunge had a sarcastic smile on his face.
The three defeated people walked over leisurely.
【Hehe, big brother is so awesome! 】
[These eighth-grade masters are nothing more than chickens and dogs. They are not even a match for him.]
Ye Chuyao's big eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, and the dimples on her face were particularly eye-catching.
Inside the carriage, Song Zhilan excitedly covered her mouth with her little hands.
She knew that her husband was very powerful, but she never imagined that Ye Yunge's power would be so terrifying after his full explosion.
Even an eighth-grade Grandmaster was no match for him.
If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's impossible to believe it.
"Don't come over here!"
"Go away, stay away from us!"
"Young Master Ye, we are just following orders. Please be considerate."
“.......”
Seeing Ye Yunge approaching step by step, the three eighth-grade masters suddenly lost their temper.
Each of them is like a well of skin, having long lost the demeanor that a master-level strong man should have.
"Are you afraid now?"
"But it's too late!"
There was a cruel smile on Ye Yunge's lips.
With a flick of his fingers, three sharp sword beams condensed into substance.
The sword's speed was extremely fast, and it pierced through the vital parts of the three people in an instant.
"You...are so cruel!"
"But... it's evil..."
"Plop, plop, plop!"
Accompanied by the sound of three bodies colliding, three people fell on their backs one after another, all of them died with their eyes open.
Bright red blood flowed down their brows.
.......
This horrific scene caused the men in black who were originally responsible for blocking the intersection to start rioting.
Supreme Commander Zhao was surrounded by the formation.
Other eighth-rank masters also died one after another.
Now these people are leaderless and don’t know what to do for a while.
In the Tiangang formation, Zhao Jinian was extremely ferocious at this moment.
The big knife in his hand had been torn into two pieces by the fierce sword energy.
The large knife in his hand was covered with fine scratches.
Even his shiny bald head was covered with bloodstains.
The most dangerous wound almost opened his skull.
Looking at the endless golden sword energy around him, Zhao Xiaonian was in despair:
"Ahhhh, you bastard Ye family kid!"
"If you have the guts, fight me openly."
"How can you be called a hero if you use this formation to fight against the old man?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp sword energy broke through the air in an instant.
It passed by his ear.
Zhao Jinian felt a pain in his ear and instinctively looked down, only to see a bloody ear lying on his face.
"Bullshit!"
Zhao Jinian attacked angrily.
The short knife in his hand slashed fiercely in all directions.
All sword energy approaching him will be dispersed.
Then, he turned his gaze to the thousands of black-clad warriors.
"You bastards, why don't you do it?"
"If you don't stop now, I will tear you into pieces when I break through this formation."
Zhao Xiaonian threatened the men in black.
Hearing this, the men in black all looked at Zhao Jinian.
Finally, someone shouted:
"Kill, kill all the traitors in the Ye family!"
Someone started it, and all these black people went crazy.
In an instant, it turned into a black torrent and rushed towards Ye Yunge.
[Ah, are these people looking for death? ]
[Ants are still ants after all. Even if there are more of them, they can never be a match for a top-level Grandmaster.]
Ye Chuyao watched this scene with interest, and seemed to be looking forward to the next battle scene.