Chapter 935: In the face of absolute strength, there is no tactic at all!

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The head of the sixth elder fell to the icy ground, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe all this and couldn't squint.
Not only him, but dozens of silver armor guards around him didn't react at all. They stood there, stiff as if they were petrified.
Just now, they saw a purple electric light flashing past, and then the heads of the sixth elders fell to the ground, red blood gushing out, and the smell of blood stimulated everyone's olfactory nerves.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, a sharp sword howl suddenly sounded.
Only then did the silver armor guards see clearly that the "weapons" that killed the Sixth Elder was a three-foot long sword with blood stained on the blade and flashing electric arcs, revealing an unstoppable power.
Immediately afterwards, the sharp sword cut through the sky and flew back to Ye Fan's hand.
"Chang!"
Ye Fan flicked his fingers and flicked, a dragon-like sword sounded, and the blood beads on the blade were also shaken away, returning to the appearance of not staining the dust, almost reflecting the face.
For a while, there was silence in the venue, and the needle drop was audible, and there was deathly silence.
Hundreds of warriors at the gate of Genting Tiangong also had a panoramic view of this scene, with incredible expressions on their faces, unable to describe their mood at the moment in words.
You know, the six elders are the pinnacle powerhouses. Looking at the entire ancient martial arts world, they are all standing at the top of the pyramid, comparable to the leaders of other sects, and their strength is beyond doubt.
No one could think of it, Ye Fan would kill him in seconds!
If it is a monk, the body will be destroyed, and the soul will be able to escape, trying to find a way to recover from the corpse and rebirth.
However, the sixth elder is a warrior. No matter how strong the energy and blood are, now that the head falls, even if Daluo Jinxian comes to the world, it is difficult to save, and the dead cannot die again.
At this moment, although Ye Fan's face did not change in any way, in the eyes of everyone, even if he was a great pillar standing in front of him, it was beyond sight.
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I don’t know how long it took. Finally, a silver armor guard came back to his senses. He was frightened and angry. He pointed to Ye Fan and gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, you dare to kill in our Zhang family's territory, is it a magic door? Enchanting?!"
"Huh...Don't pour dirty water on me, I just came to ask for a debt! It is natural and right to owe the debt to me. Your Zhang family owes me one million spiritual stones. It has been delayed for such a long time. You just collected some interest. That's it!" Ye Fan said coldly.
One million spiritual stones? !
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a huge boulder hitting the calm water surface, causing a thousand waves of waves, causing an uproar in the arena.
Lingshi is not only a universal currency in the ancient martial arts world, but also a necessary treasure for practice. By absorbing the vitality of the world accumulated in the spiritual stone, it can quickly increase its strength.
The most common spirit stone is worth about 10,000 Chinese coins.
As the so-called poor culture and wealth, if you are the poor and downhearted, you can't afford to buy spirit stones at all, and your cultivation speed is naturally not as fast as those of the rich children. This is also one of the reasons for the decline of martial arts in the secular world.
If you want to train a master martial artist, you need to provide at least tens of millions of materials in the early stage. Even billionaires can hardly spend so much.
And now, Ye Fan said that Zhang Family owed him one million spiritual stones, which was really shocking.
One million Lingshi, converted into Chinese coins, is 10 billion.
Judging from the figures alone, it is not too exaggerated. After all, the young master of the Li family on Hong Kong Island had offered a sky-high price of tens of billions to buy the jade pendant that could withstand bullets.
However, money in the secular world is just a number on the book, which can be printed at any time.
And spiritual stones are not endless. So many are mined every year, and after the spiritual energy inside is absorbed, it is just as useless as ordinary stones. It can be said that one piece is used less than one piece.
Because of this, even if a practitioner has the habit of hoarding spiritual stones, it is impossible to take out too much at once.
Today, among the major sects and families of the ancient martial arts world, there are only a handful of them that can produce 500,000 spiritual stones at once.
The Zhang family has a thousand year-end academies, which is extraordinary, but a million pieces of spiritual stones are enough to empty their inventory for many years.
At this moment, Ye Fan took out a piece of paper from his pocket, spread it out, and said loudly:
"This IOU was written in black and white by your parents, Mr. Zhang, and there are fingerprints on it. There is hard evidence! Is it possible... Your Zhang family are all shameless people and want to play tricks in the public?!"
"you!!!"
Hearing these words, many silver armor guards were furious, but they couldn't say anything to refute.
Because they have recognized it, this IOU is indeed the handwriting of a certain elder in the family.
From a moral point of view, Ye Fan went to the door to demand debts, and he was completely reasonable and well-known as a teacher.
...
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a silver armor guard in the lead suddenly took a step forward.
His head was covered under the helmet, but his exposed eyes burst with sharp rays of light like a falcon, staring straight at Ye Fan, gritted his teeth and said:
"Boy, no matter what the debt issue is, the sixth elder died in your hands just now! With this alone, you have become an enemy of our Zhang family, and there is no room for maneuver! Silver armor guards are in charge!"
"in!"
"The glory of the Zhang family is sacred and inviolable! Any gangster who vainly provokes the Zhang family will be killed without mercy!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Dozens of people roared at the same time, with loud noises that pierced the clouds and cracked the rocks, and the atmosphere of gold and iron horses permeated, and the surrounding air was frozen.
Immediately afterwards, many silver armor guards drew their swords at the same time, like a tiger in a mountain, rushing towards Ye Fan from all directions, almost blocking all positions, leaving Ye Fan no way to the sky and no door to the ground.
Only a few dozen people rushed to kill, as if thousands of troops were running at the same time, with great momentum.
Even though they were far away, those warriors at the gate of Genting Tiangong could feel the horror.
Every silver armor guard has the peak strength of the profound realm. It is the elite that Zhang Family has cultivated for countless years, and they have a close understanding of each other.
Coupled with the Mithril armor and special formations, a strong person like the six elders at the peak of the situation, if they encounter such a charge, they will not dare to face the enemy head-on, and can only avoid their sharp edges, otherwise they will be hit hard. , And even life-threatening.
However, Ye Fan never thought of dodge from beginning to end.
"Just like an ant!"
Ye Fan let out a sneer, his aura rising steadily, soaring endlessly, as if a dragon was awakening in his body.
"boom!"
A substantive murderous aura spread around his body, and the temperature within a hundred meters of it instantly dropped to freezing point.
In addition to murderous aura, there is also an overbearing will to win, as if anyone who is an enemy of him will be stepped under his feet and become a stepping stone to the throne.
For a moment, the silver armor guard who was still aggressive just now, his body was stagnant, and he felt an unprecedented crisis, his spine felt a chill, his whole body was tense, as if he was facing a major enemy, as if death had raised his sickle, On their necks.
They never expected that Ye Fan alone would bring such terrifying pressure to them.
Some people even have an illusion, as if they are facing a supreme powerhouse.
The next moment, something even more incredible happened
Ye Fan's figure disappeared in place like magic.
"Huh? What about people?!"
Yin Kaiwei looked around, searching for Ye Fan's figure.
"Ahhhhh-"
Suddenly, a harsh scream suddenly sounded.
The crowd followed the voice, but found that a silver armor guard was covering his eyes with his hands, and red blood was flowing out, obviously blinded by a sword.
The Mithril armor they wore seemed to cover the whole body, but there was still something that could not be protected, it was the eyes.
If the eyes are blinded, it is like a headless fly, completely losing combat effectiveness.
"Be careful, everyone gather together, don't let him find every opportunity to break! Knot-Seven Stars Big Dipper formation!" Yin Kaiwei's leader shouted.
As soon as the voice fell, dozens of silver armor guards formed an array according to the position of the Big Dipper. Every seven formed a small formation. The formation changed, joined hands to reciprocate, and flowed endlessly, forming an offensive and defensive alliance.
At this moment, a black shadow flashed past them, and it was Ye Fan who appeared in front of them.
Ye Fan's eyes were cold, and his tone was as cold as the Siberian wind:
"Huh... In front of absolute strength, there is no tactic at all!"