Suddenly, the music changed from gentle to impassioned. Xiao Yan and Shan Xiong all heard the meaning of fighting on the battlefield.

The murderous aura contained in the sound of the piano was getting heavier and heavier, and those with lower cultivation levels among the remaining disciples of the Shaocheng family found it a bit unbearable. Fortunately, the old man took action in time and placed a light barrier between the lobby and the backyard.

Blocked Ye Fan's sound attack with the help of Heavenly Dao Insight, and relieved them of the siege.

In contrast, Xiao Yan and Shan Xiong attacked various courtyards of the Shaocheng family, but the old man was helpless. Originally, the remaining disciples of the Shaocheng family were staggering around one by one under Ye Fan's sonic attack.

The only support they could rely on was their elders at home, who were too busy taking care of themselves at the moment to be able to take care of them.

Fortunately, this situation did not last too long. Just as the disciples of the Shaocheng family were slaughtered one-sidedly by Xiao Yan and Shan Xiong, the sound of the piano full of murderous aura suddenly stopped, but Ye Fan was still missing.

It takes a little bit to explain the Dao clearly. Ye Fan sighed and said to himself: "It is better not to be too greedy. It is a blessing to be able to realize the Dao in one move, but it cannot be consistent with the Dao at this moment."

The disciples of the Shaocheng Family who had relaxed fell to the ground one by one, with inexplicable looks of horror in their eyes. At this moment, no one dared to doubt the strength of Motian Sect. Just with the strength of Ye Fan in front of them, it was not them

What a monk of this level can resist.[

Xiao Yan and Shan Xiong did not expect that Ye Fan would be so powerful. Moreover, they were killing happily, but their expressions were very relaxed, and a smile appeared on their faces. Ye Fan looked at the battle situation and was very satisfied.

The result he created was just a whim of playing, which actually resulted in a situation where some people were happy and some were sad.

However, Ye Fan's playing did not stop, but the overwhelming sound of expounding the avenue turned into the Demonic Dragon Sword Art. The sword energy emitted intermittently from the strings changed from scattered to gathered, and Ye Fan spread the sword energy to the surroundings.

It gradually condensed and turned into tiny flying swords, aiming at the old man of the Shaocheng family and shooting away.

The mana in the body of this remaining master of the Shaocheng family was running wildly, and the old man's body was tightly wrapped by countless layers of sword energy. However, even with such strong defense measures, they could not withstand the attack of Ye Fan's Demonic Dragon Sword Energy.

The tens of thousands of flying swords condensed by the demonic dragon's sword energy poured out on the old man's body like a heavy rain, pricking his protective sword energy with holes. Many flying swords directly penetrated the sword energy barrier and hit him.

On the old man's body.

Waves of severe pain came from his body, and the old man felt weak for a while. Ye Fan was stronger than he imagined, and his originally rock-solid determination also wavered. At this moment, the old man's mind reappeared.

The bloody scene I just saw, the family's glory and survival are at stake.

The old man's heart, mind, and eyes were completely occupied by hatred. The Ye Fan in front of him was his enemy. The originally prosperous Shaocheng family was severely damaged by the person in front of him. Qianbai died just now.

This disciple was slaughtered by the fellow disciple of the person in front of him.
Chapter completed!