Qi Hui narrowed his eyes coldly and stopped chasing Liu Dakui. He turned around and struck Ye Fan's fist mark with his palm.
"Bang!"
In an instant, the lake water surged up, Qi Hui's figure suddenly stagnated, and he was pushed back more than ten meters away.
Ye Fan took advantage of the gap and quickly got into the lake, picked up the injured Liu Dakui, and jumped onto a small boat.
Liu Dakui covered a twisted arm, with blood pouring out of his mouth, and laughed and said: "Boy Ye, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, my life would have been handed down here!"
"Senior Liu, please rest for now." Ye Fan looked at Qi Hui in the distance and said in a deep voice.
"The red mist here is very special. When people from the Blood Demon Sect are in it, they can increase their aura and use more fierce martial arts than other times!"
"Of course." Liu Dakui twisted his arm, pulled hard with muscles, and returned the dislocated shoulder to its original position.
"Senior, do you know?"
"This is the blood-slaying battlefield!" Liu Dakui nodded, "Most of the secret realms of the Blood Demon Sect are opened around the blood-slaying battlefield, in order to enhance the combat effectiveness of their disciples!"
"Blood-slaughter battlefield?" Ye Fan frowned slightly, "I understand, the blood-slaughter battlefield is full of blood evil energy, which is a natural stimulant for the disciples who practice the secret method of the Blood Demon Sect!"
Although the red mist cannot directly improve the level of the Blood Demon Sect, it can strengthen their momentum and increase their courage.
Every warrior is fearless and will exert one hundred and twenty percent of his original strength!
To put it bluntly, this is the battle power bonus of the home court!
"Boy, the longer those people stay in this red mist, the stronger their fighting power will be. We must fight quickly!"
Liu Dakui took a deep breath, stood up and said: "Qi Hui is not something I can handle alone. You and I will work together to defeat him as soon as possible!"
"good!"
Ye Fan knew that Qi Hui was very powerful and he was probably no match for him. Instead of just sitting back and watching him defeat him one by one, it was better to join forces and destroy him!
Unexpectedly, at this time, another four to five hundred Blood Demon Sect disciples suddenly came from a distance, led by Wang Anluo, Qin Yudi and others.
Yu Feng had sent them to gather the escaped disciples before, but he didn't expect that so many people would be gathered back in such a short period of time!
When Wang Anluo and the others saw that the two sides were in a fight, they immediately ordered the disciples who were four or five times their limit to join the battle.
Suddenly, nearly a hundred disciples rushed into the battle circle.
Luckily for Lin Mokun and others, those low-level disciples couldn't get close.
However, members of other Binhai Wu clans, as well as members of the Wu family, Liu family, and Huang family, were caught in a bitter fight.
Their strongest is only eight times the limit. Once they are held back by warriors with similar strength, the other disciples of the Blood Demon Sect will wait for an opportunity to sneak attack.
Ten warriors with seven or eight times the limit, one person has to deal with more than a dozen Blood Demon Sect disciples. You can imagine the pressure!
Ye Fan's expression changed and he immediately sent out a special signal.
Members of the Tiger Claw Special Team and the Storm Team are lurking in a small village outside the Guiniu Lake Valley, several kilometers away from here.
No matter how fast they move, they won't be able to arrive in a short time.
"Senior Liu, you go help the others, I will deal with Qi Hui!"
Ye Fan saw that the battle situation on the other side of the mound was suppressed by the Blood Demon Sect, and Lin Mokun and others were held back by Yu Feng and the others, unable to take action at all. At the moment, only he and Liu Dakui could help.
However, the gap between Liu Dakui and Qi Hui was too big, and he was seriously injured again. If he held Qi Hui back, he would probably be killed instead.
"You coming?" Liu Dakui was stunned for a moment, "Boy, are you kidding me? You are only seven times the limit, how can you beat Qi Hui..."
"Maybe." Ye Fan shook his head, "Senior, you have doubted my ability before, but what's the result?"
"That's because I didn't try my best, okay!" Liu Dakui's face froze and he shouted in a low voice.
"Me neither." Ye Fan grinned, "Even if we are almost the same, you are injured now and it is not appropriate to fight anymore. Although it is unlikely that I will defeat Qi Hui, it does not mean that I have no confidence in holding him back.
he!"
"Good boy, it's up to you!" Liu Dakui jumped away immediately and rushed towards the battle circle on the mound.
Qi Hui landed on a small boat in the distance. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly activated his force, causing the boat to create waves.
Originally, the eight-fold ultimate warriors from the hidden ancient clan had an advantage in numbers. If a nine-fold ultimate master were added to the mix, the balance would be broken instantly.
The large formation of the law enforcement team and the large formation of Tianshan Temple disciples cannot stop the impact of a master who is nine times the limit!
"Don't go there, your opponent is me!"
At this moment, Ye Fan's figure appeared on the small boat ten meters in front of Qi Hui.
"Boy, you are only seven times the ultimate warrior, what qualifications do you have for me to take action?" Qi Hui smiled coldly and snorted disdainfully.
"Yeah?"
Ye Fan stepped forward and rushed towards Qi Hui like a cannonball.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Qi Hui.
With a loud "bang" sound, water waves tens of meters high were set off in the center of Gui Niu Lake. The big waves were centered on the small boat and quickly spread around the lake.
However, the boat in the middle of the lake remained stable as usual, in a subtle state of stillness.
Qi Hui was stunned for a moment and stood at the other end of the boat with an extremely ugly face: "Boy, you are seeking death!"
"Who is seeking death?"
Ye Fan faced Qi Hui without any fear, and swung his black claws back violently.
Suddenly, a wave of water washed up, and five water swords condensed out of the water wave, hitting the sky with the water wave towards the mound.
When the water waves hit the small hill, a strong tide instantly covered it.
The five water swords seemed to have eyes and rushed straight towards Qi Yao and Qi Yang.
Qi Yao and her son quickly mobilized their strength to resist.
However, the moment Shui Lang came into contact with them, Qi Yao and Qi Yang's expressions suddenly changed.
"puff!"
"puff!"
Two mouthfuls of bright red liquid mixed with the water waves and were quickly diluted.
However, as soon as the two waves of water passed by, the figures of Qi Yao and Qi Yang disappeared without a trace from the west end of Xiaotu Mountain.
As for the other disciples in Tianshan Hall, many of them stood there in a daze.
"ah……"
Suddenly, there was a cry of pain from under the mound.
Everyone turned their heads and saw Qi Yao and Qi Yang's bodies deeply embedded in the earth and rocks.
The two men were slouching weakly, with large amounts of blood spilling from their mouths, and looked very embarrassed.
The disciples of Tianshan Hall were shocked and hurriedly ran to the stone wall and helped them down.
On the other side of the boat, Qi Hui was very surprised to see that Ye Fan could still injure Qi Yao and Qi Yang despite being nearly a hundred meters apart.
"Ye Fan, you are looking for death!" Qi Hui gritted his teeth, "I want to kill you!"
Before Qi Hui finished speaking, his fists suddenly gathered together, and the majestic force was released from the inside out, forming a fist mark the size of a millstone on his chest.
"Blood-devouring Tiger Fist!"
This fist seal emitted a light red light, and a loud roar of a tiger faintly sounded.
Ye Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Qi Hui, you used your killing move as soon as you came up. It seems you are planning to kill me with one strike?"
Seeing the fierceness of the coming, Ye Fan was extremely fast and powerful, with a solemn look on his face.
"The treacherous eagle eats the gods, and the thunder strikes the sky!"
In an instant, Ye Fan's arms burst out with powerful lightning, attacking Qi Hui directly.
The boat was only five meters long. Ye Fan stood at the stern and Qi Hui stood at the bow.
Wherever the fist seal passed, the boat broke apart, sawdust flew, and the hull instantly turned into fine powder.
"Bang!"
The fist seal and the thunder exploded together, and the lake surface calmed down for a second, then suddenly sank, forming a deep pit dozens of meters in diameter.
In the deep pit of the lake, the roar of tigers came and went.
Immediately afterwards, a large wave of water boiled up from the deep pit, like a huge fountain, soaring into the sky.
"Crash..."
The overlapping waves crashed into a pile, bursting out a large amount of red water foam.
A hundred meters around the center of the lake, the water surface was shaking, the wind was howling, the sky and the earth were changing colors, and it was raining heavily.
On a small mountain a hundred meters away, a group of warriors were tossed around by the strong wind carrying rain.
Liu Dakui stood in the pouring rain and strong wind, his whole body was wet, and he looked like a drowned rat.
However, his figure was still upright and his eyes were extremely firm.
"This kid Ye Fan actually has such a powerful killing move! Damn it, it seems Qi Hui won't be able to do anything to him for a while!"
Liu Dakui shouted to the sky and rushed into the formation of the Tianshan Palace law enforcement team.
Lin Mokun and others, who were fighting against each other in the distance, felt relieved when they saw Ye Fan and Qi Hui fighting hard and not falling behind.
At that moment, everyone gathered their might and fought with all their strength against the Blood Demon Sect's people.
"Whoa!"
In the thick red mist in the center of Gui Niu Lake, a figure suddenly dragged out a long wave of water on the lake surface, and retreated dozens of meters before stopping its momentum.
"Ye Fan, can you actually block my move?"
In the rain and fog, Qi Hui was very surprised.
Ye Fan slowly straightened up and stood on the swaying water.
He shook off his numb palms, twisted his sore arms, and smiled faintly.
"The power is indeed very strong, enough to warm me up! Qi Hui, use whatever skills you have, I want to see what secret skills your Blood Demon Sect has!"
"I won't shed tears until I see the coffin! Ye Fan, I hope your ability can be as great as your tone!"
Qi Hui drank violently, and a splashing wave rose from the red mist.
"The magic sword is broken nine times!"
A cold light flickered in the water mist, followed by nine sharp sword qi slicing across the water mist and slashing towards Ye Fan.
Each of these nine sword energies is stronger than the other, and each sword is greater than the last.
If the energy of the first sword is two meters long, then the ninth sword is ten times as long as the first sword!
"The eagle eats the god, the eagle steps!"
Ye Fan looked at the overwhelming overwhelming sword energy, calmed down, and turned around to avoid the first sword energy.
Unexpectedly, there was a clear "chila" sound, and a long slit appeared in Ye Fan's clothes and trousers around his waist, and the Wu Jin possessed inside was cut into a thickness of half a centimeter.
"Um?"
Ye Fan was slightly startled.
He clearly dodged the sword attack and even kept a distance of one or two meters. How could he still be hit?
The nine blades of sword energy flowed one after another, connecting very closely.