Although the strength of these elites is not particularly high, the aura gathered by millions of people is amazing.

call...

Seeing everyone rushing up, Yue Feng's eyes were extremely blood-red, and his anger was completely aroused, and he howled wildly: "Want to kill me? Come up, today I want everyone here to bury me with me, Brother Wen!"

After the words came, Yue Feng was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, directly breaking into the other party’s crowd!

ah!

In an instant, there were screams in the hall. Many elites from the Wutian Organization were killed by Yue Feng before they even took action. The entire hall seemed to be stained with blood!

At this time, Yue Feng's body was stained with blood, as if the God of Killing came to earth.

While taking action, Yue Feng also quickly looked at the situation around him and saw that Ye Changsong, the head of Qingyun Sect, his wife Xie Cai, and hundreds of elite disciples under his sect were all tied to the side hall.

These people are all very weak.

However, Yue Feng never found Ye Meng.

Thinking that something might happen to his beloved disciple, Yue Feng was furious and his actions became even more crazy.

call!

At this moment, right in the center of the hall, behind Zhang Jiao, two figures stood there, looking at the scene in front of him, with a calm expression, but a complexity in his eyes.

It was Fang Qifo and Meihui. Of course, the two of them are still dressed up now, and they are still the heads and disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect.

Before, Zhang Jiao received news from Ye Changsong, so he brought people to him quickly. At that time, Fang Qifo was still at the Wutian Organization Center. After learning about the situation, he quickly brought Meihui with him without hesitation.

After arriving at Qingyun Sect, Fang Qifo and Meihui both breathed a sigh of relief when they found that Yue Feng was not there, but they did not expect that in the end, Yue Feng actually came over.

this...

Seeing Yue Feng being besieged, Meihui was so anxious that she didn't dare to speak, so she could only look at Fang Qifo for help.

Fang Qifo shook his head secretly, and looked at Zhang Jiao with caution.

The matter of pretending to be the head of the Snow Mountain Sect must not be exposed, otherwise the previous efforts would be in vain.

Swish!

At this time, in the battlefield of the hall, Yue Feng shook the few people in front of him, his eyes tightly locked on Zhang Jiao, and said in a cold voice: "Zhang Jiao, I will kill you today!"

As soon as the words came, a terrifying aura erupted from Yue Feng's body again. In an instant, the air around seemed to be frozen.

The breath of the Tribulation Realm enveloped the entire venue, and everyone in the hall felt panic!

"Click!"

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a crisp sound, a handful of weapons flashing with light appeared in Yue Feng's hands.

Fang Tian Painted Halberd!

As soon as Fang Tian’s painting halberd appeared, a bloody evil aura filled every corner of the hall, and the temperature around it suddenly dropped a lot.

call!

Feeling Yue Feng's strength, everyone around him had fear flashing with eyes, and no one dared to step forward. Going up means death, who doesn't want to live?

Mad!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiao's face turned gloomy and he was so anxious. He was such a bunch of waste. So many people couldn't suppress Yue Feng.

Thinking of her mind, Zhang Jiao yelled: "Where are the eighteen masters? Set up a formation for me."

Whoosh swish swish swish...

After the words came, eighteen figures rushed up quickly and surrounded Yue Feng. They were the eighteen hall masters of Wutian organization. These hall masters were strictly selected by Zhang Jiao again, and each of them was of great strength.

The next second, after surrounding Yue Feng, the eighteen hall masters moved one after another and quickly formed a formation.

Formation?

Yue Feng was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly.

This formation is so mysterious? Moreover, there seems to be no record in the Bai Qi Divine Formation.

Yue Feng didn't know that these eighteen hall masters were formed by Zhang Jiao's own formation, called the Spirit-Scrawling Formation. It was created by Zhang Jiao in the past three years with his outstanding talent and was used for the first time today, so even Yue Feng didn't know this formation.

Zhang Jiao's attainments in formation art are no less than Yue Feng, and he is even better. Otherwise, if Zhang Jiao helped Yang Jian to conquer all directions, Yue Feng would not have been beaten to retreat step by step. The fastest update is

However, Yue Feng was also very confident in his formation, so he was not panicked at all!

Formation is right, any formation has flaws.

Thinking of her mind, Yue Feng held Fang Tian's painting halberd tightly and tried to break the formation.

However, half an hour passed, and Yue Feng's attack was blocked by the formation and could not rush out.

At this moment, Yue Feng was very anxious!

call..

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiao was not at all relieved, and his face looked extremely ugly. Made, this Yue Feng was indeed difficult. If someone else was trapped in the trapped spiritual formation, he would not be able to hold on for a moment, but this Yue Feng had lasted for so long.

The next second, Zhang Jiao had an idea in his mind, looked around and sneered: "Yue Feng was trapped by the formation and had no time to clone his body, and his attention was all on breaking the formation. Whoever could take the opportunity to attack would definitely hurt him severely."

When he said this, Zhang Jiao looked sinister.

Speaking of which, Zhang Jiao did this matter himself, which is the most reliable thing, but he consumed a lot of internal energy before and needed to recover, so he wanted the people below to rush Yue Feng.

call!

However, when he heard this, the subordinates standing beside Zhang Jiao were all hesitant, and their eyes were full of deep awe.

Although this is a good opportunity to attack, Yue Feng is powerful and if he fails, he will lose his life.

Mad!

Seeing that no one dared to come forward, Zhang Jiao turned black with anger and couldn't help but curse: "It's all wastes. Now it's time to prove your loyalty, but they all are afraid of being like this?"

"I'll help Mr. Zhang!"

At this moment, a faint voice came, and then a person walked out of the side, with a faint smile and confidence on his face. It was Fang Qifo.

Seeing Yue Feng being besieged, Fang Qifo was always thinking of a solution. When he saw Zhang Jiao sending someone to raid, he decided to take a risk.

Of course, Fang Qifo did not really attack Yue Feng, but wanted to help him secretly.

"Master!" Meihui's delicate body trembled and she couldn't help but pull Fang Qifo.

What is the master doing? Aren’t he going to save his elder brother? Why do he help Zhang Jiao raid?

Feeling Mihui's nervousness, Fang Qifo blinked at her secretly, signaling not to be nervous.

Meihui Bingxue is smart and instantly understands what the master means, but she is still a little worried. You know, everyone here is Zhang Jiao’s people. If the master wants to help his elder brother, wouldn’t it be exposed immediately?

But then I thought about it that Master is resourceful. Since he took the initiative to stand up, there must be a way. Thinking of this, Meihui felt a little relieved.

"Ha ha..."

Seeing Fang Qifo come out, Zhang Jiao smiled and nodded in praise: "If you have any work, you will definitely thank you again after the matter is done."

In Zhang Jiao's eyes, Fang Qifo is the head of the Snow Mountain Sect, and his strength is within Jiuzhou. Although he is not a top-level strongman, there is no problem in rushing Yue Feng. After all, Yue Feng is trapped in the formation and has no time to clone him.
Chapter completed!