Ye Feng helped Ouyang Luoxue enter the Foundation Establishment realm, and then taught her a set of sword techniques, which finally gave her some ability to protect herself.
Now, Ouyang Luoxue is qualified to compete even with a master of the Martial Soul level.
With a Hulk protecting him, he wouldn't be in any danger unless he was a martial emperor-level expert.
In the evening.
The sun is about to set.
A blood-red sunset shone on the horizon.
Second Master suddenly found Ye Feng and said with a somewhat solemn expression.
"Xiaofeng, run! Gao Yangtian's grandfather is here. He's threatening to kill you to avenge his grandson. He's already outside the city gate."
A sharp glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and he nodded.
"Good timing."
"That's exactly what I was looking for."
To build a protective array in a short time, we must rely on the spirit of a quasi-immortal artifact.
According to the second master, the spirit of that artifact resides within Gao Yangtian's grandfather.
Now that the other party has come to us of their own accord, Ye Feng is spared the trouble of having to go to their door.
At this moment, at the city gate.
The atmosphere was tense, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.
The ground all around was littered with the bodies of the warriors who had been defending the city, their cries of agony echoing through the air.
An elderly man, barefoot, walked step by step toward the city gate with his hands behind his back.
This person is Gao Yangtian's grandfather, the Supreme Elder of the Esoteric Buddhism Sect, and the previous sect leader of the Esoteric Buddhism Sect, Gao Qiusheng.
Several years ago, he used an array to trap and kill a late-stage Martial Emperor, which made him famous throughout the world.
In the martial arts world, no one dares to provoke him.
A gust of cold wind blew by, causing Gao Qiusheng's robes to billow and flutter in the wind.
His cheekbones were high and his eyes were deep-set. Two fierce glints shone from the depths of his eyes, like venomous snakes emerging from their holes, ready to devour anyone they chose.
"I'm here today only to kill Ye Feng. All bystanders, leave now, or don't blame me for being ruthless."
None of the many warriors defending the city retreated.
"Ye Tianshen is our hero. He saved millions of people on the border. If you want to kill him, you'll have to step over our dead bodies first."
“That’s right. If you want to kill Ye Tianshen, kill us first.”
“You old codger, as a master of the Tantric sect and a member of my Great Xia, now that the demon race is invading on a large scale, instead of coming out to protect your home and country, you want to kill Ye Tianshen. You’ve wasted your life.”
"Why waste words with him? Let's attack!"
Then, a group of warriors guarding the city gate rushed towards Gao Qiusheng one after another.
They would use their bodies to block this terrible opponent.
Gao Qiusheng snorted coldly, and a killing array quickly condensed in his palm, which he casually tossed to the other side.
The killing formation in mid-air seemed to transform into an ancient battlefield, with smoke rising everywhere and shouts of battle echoing incessantly.
It was clear that huge, ferocious beasts were charging back and forth within the killing formation, their sharp fangs as sharp as steel knives.
A group of martial artists were trapped inside the magic array and were about to be swallowed up.
Suddenly, a sword light slashed across the sky, breaking through the opponent's seemingly fierce and unpredictable magic array on the spot.
Many trapped martial artists were rescued.
Ye Feng stood with his sword in hand, glaring angrily at Gao Qiusheng opposite him, and said coldly.
"What kind of hero harms the innocent?"
"cut!"
The sharp sword energy, accompanied by terrifying arcs of lightning, struck Gao Qiusheng.
Since his body was tempered by the Nine Heavens Thunder, Ye Feng was as if cast in bronze and iron. Every move he made was accompanied by lightning, making him extremely formidable.
Gao Qiusheng stood still, his hands forming a mudra, quickly condensing a magic array at his fingertips.
The magic array contains the ever-changing spatial energies of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, operating continuously.
It swiftly neutralized Ye Feng's sword energy, and the terrifying arc of lightning vanished without a trace.
"hehe."
Gao Qiusheng stood with his hands behind his back, a hoarse, dry laugh escaping his throat.
"Ye Feng, everyone is afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you."
“You killed my grandson, and today I will kill you to avenge my grandson.”
"One-Element Slash of the Magic Array!"
The magic array between his fingers quickly condensed into a giant magic sword, which slashed towards Ye Feng from mid-air.
In that instant, the energy distributed throughout the surrounding space was completely drained.
The many martial artists watching the battle felt suffocated and oppressed. The invisible pressure was like a mountain pressing down, forcing everyone to retreat one after another.
As expected of the Supreme Elder of the Esoteric School, he draws upon the power of heaven and earth, and the Great Dao is formless, making it impossible for ordinary cultivators to withstand him.
"This is the method of your Tantric sect? I find it nothing special."
A sharp glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. He took out a large iron hammer and smashed it down on his opponent with a thunderous roar.
Instantly, the opponent's magic array was shattered like a fragile eggshell by a hammer blow, and countless cracks spread through the void.
"puff!"
Gao Qiusheng's magic array was broken, and he himself suffered a backlash from the array, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His body flew back like a kite with a broken string.
"If you want to kill me, then let's see if you have the ability."
Ye Feng, carrying a large iron hammer, strode forward and smashed the hammer down on his opponent once more.
"presumptuous!"
In his haste, Gao Qiusheng quickly conjured several magic arrays and threw them at Ye Feng, hoping to trap him.
Some of these formations were taken from a corner of an ancient, incomplete killing formation, and contained the afterimage of an ancient god, wielding a sharp sword and charging towards Ye Feng.
And the shadows of temples descended from the sky, accompanied by the whistling sound of wind breaking through the air.
In short, these magic formations are all extremely dangerous; if you are not careful, you will be trapped in them and unable to escape.
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