The sword energy is like a rainbow, completely illuminating the world. From a distance, it looks like a meteor shower. Each sword energy has its own will under the control of Xiao Fan's control intention, locking on those old people and launching a storm-like attack.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The elders of the top forces used magic weapons to resist, and the sound of metal trembling sounds continued, and Mars burst out. The true energy that shook when the magic weapons and the sword energy collided like a wave of water to rush to the ten directions. Wherever they rushed, the space there collapsed layer by layer, and large black holes in the void emerged, which shocked those small and medium-sized forces inexplicably.

"Buzz!!"

At this time, the array patterns on the light curtain of the large array rose and floated, flowing rapidly, intertwined into obscure talismans, and finally turned into a golden handprint. A palm print went forward, covering a radius of ten miles. With a roar, the space covered was collapsed and the void fragments shot randomly.

The eyes of the two old Su who were covered by the big handprints suddenly shrank, their faces were full of horror, and they shouted: "Get back!"

"Boom!"

The big hand seal was printed with a suppressive force. Although the two old men flew back quickly and were not hit by the big hand seal, the force that was about to shake out the big hand seal also made their bodies hurt, as if they were cut by a knife, and their bodies trembled.

Just as their bodies trembled, their reaction naturally slowed down a little. They were immediately pierced by several sword energy, and bright red blood shot out, with a puff sound.

"Retreat! This formation is too terrifying. We lack blood and energy, and it is difficult for us to fight for a long time. If this continues, I may be in danger of life!" A boss Su shouted and retreated quickly, returning to the crowd, his whole body stained with blood, and he was gasping for breath.

At this time, Mr. Su from other major forces also retreated one after another, each of them in a mess and covered with blood. When he returned to the crowd, he quickly used his true energy to repair his injuries.

The Su Lao of every major force is a very old man with a short lifespan, so his life and blood have already begun to wither. These Su Lao Laos cannot reach the peak combat power of his own realm when he takes action. If he wants to exert his peak combat power, he must forcibly burn the blood and energy in his body and briefly sublimate himself.

However, in this way, their lifespan will be greatly shortened. Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, no Su Lao would consume a lot of life and blood to bring himself back to his peak state for a short time.

The sword energy that was traveling through the air retreated, penetrated into the light curtain of the formation and disappeared. Xiao Fan's palm also retreated from the formation base, looking at the cultivators under the mountain, and said, "Today, I, Xiao Fan, have finally seen Su Lao, among the top forces. I heard the word Su Lao Er, and thought it was quite intimidating, but it was really intimidating, but it was just a reputation, but I didn't have any real skills, hahahaha!"

"Xiao Fan!" Those old men were furious. They were always respected, and they had never been ridiculed so much. Moreover, the one who ridiculed them was Xiao Fan, a junior cultivator in their eyes, who was a low-level junior cultivator.

"Damn it, if it weren't for the ancient formation, how could you dare be so arrogant!"

"If there is no large formation, we can kill you thousands of times in a blink of an eye!"

"Is that true?" Xiao Fan smiled faintly and said, "You are very confident. If you want to fight me, there is no chance. Don't worry, you will definitely get what you want."

Although Xiao Fan's words made the cultivators a little puzzled, no one would suspect that all this was set by him, so he didn't think much about it.

"Old Mr. Su, don't talk too much to him, an ant who is about to be dismembered, it is even more worth getting angry about it. Now he can be proud. Just wait for a few super powers to arrive and he will be in despair when he dies. At that time, see if he is still so proud!" Some of the personal disciples said, gritting their teeth for Xiao Fan's attitude.

As the same generation as Xiao Fan, they also claim to be young kings and geniuses of the same generation. However, Xiao Fan's various deeds, as well as the calmness and domineeringness he showed, are incomparable to them. This naturally made those disciples jealous and wanted to kill him immediately.

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is often cruel. They can't even get close to Xiao Fan now, let alone do it. Moreover, these personal disciples are also a little afraid of Xiao Fan and have no confidence in defeating him.

The top-notch old men no longer planned to join forces to break the formation, and Xiao Fan did not speak out sarcasm and provoke anymore. He sat cross-legged beside the formation base and closed his eyes and meditated. A hundred miles below the mountain, countless eyes looked at him, either full of murderous intent or greed.

Time passed little by little, and after another day, the people of the super power finally came, and groups of young kings came. In the secret, the strong men of the Moon God Sect and the strong men of the Hongchen Organization were all here.

The eldest young master of the Xiao family, Xiao Qian, also came here, lurking around, and the people sent by Xiao Qingfeng also came here. Of course, the goddess of Nichang also came here. She had already changed her appearance and turned into a cold and beautiful woman in her thirties, with a charming figure, picturesque eyebrows and a charming nation.

The goddess Nishang did not appear directly, but was also hiding in the dark, quietly looking at Xiao Fan sitting cross-legged in the mountain formation. Seeing Xiao Fan's calm look and the blood stained on his body, a smile appeared on the corner of Nishang's deepest mouth, and said to himself: "Boy, you are so smart, you have really set up this game. But do you know what kind of scene you are facing? There are tens of thousands of cultivators, and at least more than a hundred people in the Emperor Martial Realm, among which there are figures in the late stage of the Emperor Martial Realm. Can the killing arrays you carved in really help you deal with them?"

The goddess Nichang was a little worried, but since she had arrived, she was no longer worried about Xiao Fan's life. But if someone saw through her identity, Chu Xiufeng would inevitably be suppressed by the world's forces, and might become an enemy in the eyes of the super forces.

People from several super powers came from afar one after another. Some of their young kings had a great show of pomp, most of whom pulled carts with strange beasts and crushed the sky, making them look very majestic. The Saint Son of Huaxu in Yihua Palace was even more slutty. Eight beautiful women carried sedan chairs, and the petals of flowers flew all the way to the sky. There were two maids sitting on the sedan chair, one left and one right to grasp the shoulders.

"Look, the people of super power are here!" The cultivators waiting here all looked back and their eyes fell on the groups of people flying in. Looking at the chariot that crushed the sky and was pulled by strange beasts, a complex light appeared in the eyes of the young cultivators.

The young kings of super power have such a grand show wherever they go, with great might and momentum. As contemporary cultivators, many young cultivators are envious and jealous.

"Hahaha! Brother Xiao, it's been a long time since I parted in the secret realm of Blood Refining. On that day, Brother Xiao was so charming that he fought against several young kings with an ancient sword in his hand without losing his grudge. That scene still comes to my mind. The nine bronze ancient swords are really powerful. Of course, I believe that Brother Xiao's strength is also good, but now he is trapped in this ancient formation and he can't help it." Qin Ling, the young king of the Qin family, said with a smile on his face.

"Brother Xiao has strong bloodlines and extraordinary skills. I missed today. I really want to fight with Brother Xiao alone. It must be a great pleasure in life, hahaha!" Tuoba Hong stood on the chariot, and several strange beasts pulling the chariot roared lowly, which made many cultivators frightened.

At this time, Wanyan Feng on another chariot smiled faintly and said, "I have to say that Brother Xiao is indeed a rare strong man of his generation. Wanyan Feng also wants to have a fair battle with Brother Xiao. Unfortunately, things went against his wishes. Now Brother Xiao is trapped here and faces the world's cultivators. I'm afraid there will be no chance to fight alone."

After hearing this, Xiao Fan stood up, carried his hands behind his back, glanced at everyone a hundred miles away from the mountain peak, and finally looked at several young kings, saying, "If it weren't for this situation, I wonder if you would have said such words. You are reminding me that I am in a desperate situation and want to mess with my martial arts heart, and want to achieve your goals through this. However, the bronze ancient swords only have nine, and they are one of them. Once they are separated, the power is greatly reduced. Therefore, no super force will be willing to divide it with others. Now, the strongest forces on the Shenwu Continent are all there, who can get the nine ancient swords on the lower body?"

As soon as these words were said, the people of the major superpowers looked at each other, and they all understood what the other was thinking. As Xiao Fan said, the nine bronze ancient swords were one, and the power was greatly reduced. Once, their strong young kings had seen Xiao Fan use them. At that time, Xiao Fan combined the nine ancient swords to break the virtual god body of the Huaxu Holy Son. Therefore, no superpower wanted others to share the ancient sword with him, and he wanted to swallow it all.

However, nowadays, several super forces are all there, so it is not easy to swallow the ancient sword. The strengths of super forces are almost the same, and no one is weak. So, a person from the Xiao family came out of the Xiao Ming, who Xiao Fan knew.

"Haha, Xiao Fan, you are also the bloodline of my Xiao family. Now trapped in the formation, I must be very clear about what kind of scene you will face. Your potential is not weak. If you are willing to recognize your ancestors and return to your hometown, our Xiao family will naturally welcome you back. At that time, you will be the direct disciple of our Xiao family, and the other major super forces will no longer make things difficult for you." Xiao Ming said with a smile.

"Slow down!" Tuoba Hong glanced at Xiao Ming, then turned his eyes to Xiao Fan on the mountain and said, "Xiao Fan, it doesn't matter whether you are the blood of the Xiao family, because I know that you don't seem to be interested in the Xiao family in your heart, and you can even be said to be very hostile. Since that's the case, I think you won't agree to return to the Xiao family. With your blood potential, if you can invest in my Tuoba family and become the closed disciple of the head of the Tuoba family, no one will make things difficult for you at that time. I don't know what this proposal is, can you consider it?"
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