Chapter 1175: Ten Thousand Swords

"not good!"
This scene shocked many people present, and Chao Ruge and Li Panan rushed towards Ye Fan's figure for the first time.
Ye Fan's move just overturned the situation, and this person must have nothing to do.
If Ye Fan falls into the hands of the demon clan, the demon clan's army will finally rekindle its military power, which will be a heavy blow to the Feiyunmen.
In addition to strength, military prestige appears to be more important in battles between large forces.
"The position of this leader is mine..."
Several powerful figures in the demon army immediately jumped out and competed with Li Panan and others for Ye Fan.
"Go away..."
Li Panan was full of indignation at the moment, and the light on his body rose sharply, and he attacked the powerful demons halfway through.
"Just relying on you, want to stop us?" Several powerful demons smiled contemptuously and suddenly joined forces to attack Li Panan together.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of Ye Fan, who was falling, and he fell into a warm embrace in the next moment.
This person was able to get close to Ye Fan's Chao Ru Ge under the cover of Li Panan.
"Leave me alone, you will die..."
Looking at the sad face in front of him, Ye Fan suddenly reminded him.
"No, we won't let you hurt..."
Chao Ruge stroked Ye Fan's hair, his eyes became a little moist.
The person in her arms paid too much for the Feiyun Sect. She recruited Ye Fan into the Feiyun Sect, which was indeed the most correct decision in this life.
"Let go of me, you will only die before me!"
Ye Fan's tone increased a bit, because Chao Ruge alone couldn't save him.
Because Ye Fan's enemy is a 40,000 demon disciple who looks like a wolf like a tiger.
"Do not……"
Chao Ruge shook her head, her arms tightened slightly, she was very stubborn at this moment.
Falling into the hands of the Demon Race disciples, even if Ye Fan is not dead, he is better than death. Chao Ruge doesn't want to see it.
"puff……"
At this moment, a figure passed in front of Ye Fan's eyes, and a few drops of scarlet blood fell on Ye Fan's cheek.
"boom!"
Li Panan's body fell heavily to the ground, his whole body bathed in blood, and he was dying.
"Young Hall Master..."
All the people from the Merry Hall rushed up, showing a sad look to Li Panan's miserable appearance.
Compared with those few demons masters, Li Panan was no opponent at all, but he chose to fight to the end for Ye Fan.
After all, the demons are still too strong and want to resist the power of the demons unless there is a miracle.
But everyone present had no retreat. In their opinion, Ye Fan's actions were already a miracle and became the only hope for repelling the demons.
"Brother Pan An, thank you!"
Ye Fan whispered to himself, he did his best for Feiyunmen, and Li Panan did the same for him.
And the "silly" woman next to her, Chao Ru Ge!
Although Chao Ruge and Ye Fan flee desperately, the 40,000 demons still surrounded them slowly.
The demon army simply ignored the declaration of war by many Feiyunmen disciples. At this moment, there was only one purpose, to control Ye Fan!
Finally, Chao Ruge and Ye Fan had nowhere to escape. Around them, there were densely packed Mozu disciples, watching them as if staring at a prey.
Facing this scene, Ye Fan looked calm, just a little regretful for Chao Ru Ge.
"Brother Ye Fan, I'm really sorry, we are late!"
At the moment when everyone was preparing to witness the misfortune, a voice appeared on time, full of apologies. At the same time, in the distance of the sky that was broken up by Ye Fan, tens of thousands of figures carrying long swords were flying over, and everyone was on their bodies. The momentum is fierce, like a sharp sword.
"Zhenjian Villa! Is it finally here?" Ye Fan's eyes lighted slightly, but soon dimmed again, because it was too difficult to solve the dilemma between him and Chao Ruge at this moment.
"Senior brothers, upon hearing the order, immediately set up a ten thousand swords formation to kill the demon and save Brother Ye Fan!"
A loud voice came from Fu Li's mouth. Although the body was not there yet, the appearance of the aura gave Ye Fan some hope.
"With the body of the sword, the power of the sword, the world, the sword is like a fairy, and..."
The disciples near Wanzhujian Villa chanted in unison in the distance. The next moment, a spectacular scene appeared, and the long swords behind them all came out of their shells, turning into a glimmer of light and rushing towards Ye Fan.
Thousands of long swords, with radiant rays of light, gradually formed a huge circular formation, with mighty swords, approaching Ye Fan with a sweeping momentum.
The Ten Thousand Swords Formation is like a harvester of life, going all the way, continuously collecting the lives of the children of the Demon Race.
But in an instant, thousands of Demon Race disciples had already died in the Ten Thousand Swords Formation.
At the same time, the sword array moved fast like lightning, and before the front-end several Demon Race powerhouses took a shot, they had already come to Ye Fan's body.
Almost all of the powerful demons who flew Li Pan'an were strangled in the sword formation.
As soon as Ten Thousand Swords came out, death was everywhere.
Even though Wanjian flew, the slightest bit of sword aura did not hurt Ye Fan.
"Brother Fu Li, thank you so much!"
Ye Fan nodded towards Fu Li and others in the distance, his eyes flickering.
The Swordsman Villa was stronger than he had imagined, and the ten thousand swords formation was too mighty.
"Brother Ye Fan is polite. With us today, we will certainly be able to repel the demons!"
There were a few drops of sweat on Fu Li's forehead and he believed in himself.
Although the Ten Thousand Swords Array is strong, it requires extremely high performance and is difficult to control.
Ye Fan nodded his head, he could actually see Fu Li's exhaustion, but he had to do his best to deal with the demons.
In the desperate situation again and again, he can always see a little light, the demon army repeatedly hit the wall, and the final victory will only belong to the Feiyunmen.
"Old Feiyun, I didn't expect you to have a helper!"
The arrival of Jianzhu Villa has dealt a heavy blow to the morale and might of the demon army, which made Zuoqiu had to accept this fact.
"Zuoqiu, if you are acquainted, retreat immediately, this Nanban is not the place where you run wild!"
Venerable Feiyun shouted.
In the time just now, there have been countless encounters with Zuo Qiu. At this moment, the two are about to use the Heavenly Sacred Ridge for the final battle.
However, Zuoqiu was indeed powerful. Even though he possessed the sacred artifacts, Venerable Feiyun still did not have the confidence to repel him, and he did so safely to let him retreat.
No matter how strong the Southern Barbarian forces are, the demons will be a disaster for them.
In today's battle, Feiyunmen's losses have been large enough.
"Hahaha, Venerable Feiyun, although your strength is good, your opponent is actually someone else!"
Zuo Qiu laughed suddenly, even at this moment, he still maintained the calm and self-confidence when he came.
"What do you mean?"
Inside the black cloud, Venerable Feiyun and Zuo Qiu stopped the fight at the same time, and the former yelled.
"I have to pay what I owed before. In fact, I have arranged an opponent for you a long time ago. Enjoy it!"
Zuoqiu sighed with emotion. The military strategist is good at calculating. When he comes here, he has the chance to win.