The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 405

"Sigh, the power of Wu Song's blow shouldn't be used against a late-stage innate person." Thinking of this, Ye Fei couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

If that power was still there, it would definitely be able to frighten the white-haired old man, and he wouldn't be in such a mess.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fei has gradually left the coverage area of ​​Russell Island, accompanied by a cool and slightly salty sea breeze, the sea level in the distance is already clearly visible.

The convenience ahead is the waters at the junction of Russell Island and Anya Island, where Ye Fei had arranged a shocking array long before.

"Ye is waiting for you."

"If you can't kill even a spiritual body in this formation, then I, Ye Fei, are destined to die here." Ye Fei smiled lightly, with a sense of freedom on his face.

Since stepping into the world of martial arts, this is not the first time he has encountered the fear of life and death. If he was afraid, he would not be able to step into the innate realm in such a short period of time.

No matter how strong you are, you can never take anything from Ye Fei, let alone his body.

On the sea in front of him, after Ye Fei entered the arrangement place, his figure immediately stopped in mid-air, and at the same time slowly turned around, looking up in the direction of Russell Island.

In less than two breaths, the white-haired old man appeared ten feet away from Ye Fei.

The old man was also standing in midair, and he didn't rush to make a move, and the red-haired man behind him also arrived as promised at this moment.

"A formation, little thing, do you think you can beat the old man with a formation?" The white-haired old man smiled, and his eyes fell on Ye Fei.

His spiritual power is much stronger than Ye Fei's, and the formations in this sea area naturally cannot escape his eyes.

The red-haired man on the side couldn't help but become a little more serious when he heard the words. As an alien strongman at the ancestral level, he had already heard about the way of formation in the Chinese martial arts world.

Rumor has it that the formation technique is profound and profound, and possesses unfathomable power, but those who are proficient in the formation technique have extremely powerful combat power.

"Whether you can beat Ye Mou is still uncertain, you might as well enter the formation and try." Ye Fei's eyes were calm, and after a chuckle, his figure immediately merged into the formation on the sea.

Under the eyes of the two white-haired old men, Ye Fei's figure seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, without even leaving a trace of breath.

"My lord bishop, look at this." The red-haired man couldn't help but whispered with a look of astonishment on his face.

At this moment, he couldn't feel the slightest breath of that Huaxia man. If he hadn't just seen him disappear with his own eyes, he would definitely think that this person had never been here.

"You dare to show off in front of the old man even if you have a small skill." The white-haired old man fixed his eyes, and then took a step forward.

He suddenly raised his arm, and a simple and complex rune seal formula was condensed and formed in his hands, and then he raised his hand and hit the air in front of him.

All of a sudden, there was a strong wind on the surface of the sea, and the turbulent waves set off more than two feet high. The surrounding air was filled with bursts of aura. At this moment, this sea area obviously became the most aura of the twelve dark islands in the North Sea. Sufficiency.

These auras are naturally emanating from the instruments that Ye Fei integrated into the formation. At the same time, with the spread of the rune imprints, there are also amazing changes in the sea and sky ahead.

"Is this the formation?" The red-haired man stared straight ahead with a look of shock on his face.

Following his gaze, he could see a transparent and illusory barrier covering the sea surface, as if isolating the space, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

And within that illusory barrier, Ye Fei was standing in mid-air with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping towards the two of them.

On the surface of the sea ahead, the white-haired old man looked disdainful. Although he was not as proficient in the way of formations as Ye Fei, as a strong man, he knew well that formations were only a mere skill in the face of absolute strength. It's just tasteless.

"Come into the battle with me, as long as you can capture this son, I can give you a half-spirit weapon." The white-haired old man turned his head and glanced at the red-haired man beside him.

Although he disdains formations, he is by no means a fool. The people around him have good combat power and are of great use to him.

"Half-spiritual weapon!" The red-haired man's eyes lit up, and his face was obviously excited.

Almost without any hesitation, he nodded again and again. Just the ordinary Chinese magic weapon is an extremely rare treasure among overseas strangers, let alone the legendary spiritual weapon.

If there is this treasure, whoever can fight against the island masters around the dark island, he can be called the strongest under Emperor Lin.

The white-haired old man showed a smile, and the two of them immediately stepped into the formation. Just after entering the formation, there was a strong oppressive force from all around, the red-haired man couldn't help trembling, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Is this the power of the Huaxia Martial Arts Formation? It's really strong!" The red-haired man surged with strength, and the power of the raging flames immediately attached to his whole body.

And the white-haired old man on the side couldn't help being shocked after entering the formation. Considering his strength and being in the formation at the moment, he also felt a good sense of coercion.

"Boy, what kind of formation is this?" The white-haired old man's eyes flickered, and he raised his eyes to look at Ye Fei not far ahead.

Ye Fei smiled lightly, he was afraid that this old thing would be so cunning and cunning that he would not join the battle, but now as long as he entered the battle, he was seven levels sure that he would be able to defeat this person.

"The name of this formation is: Slaying Immortals."

"Old Dingxi, receive the first big gift that Ye prepared for you." A gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and at the same time, the power of thunder all over his body suddenly condensed.

I saw that he quickly made a formula in his palm, and at the same time raised his hand to touch the sky. The sky above the entire formation was immediately covered by a curtain of thunder, as if the sky suddenly disappeared at this moment, turning into a sea of ​​thunder.

"The formation turns, the offensive thunder falls." Ye Fei's eyes flashed with thunder power, and at this moment, under the blessing of the formation, he seemed to have turned into a god of thunder.

The tumbling sea of ​​thunder in the sky burst out waves of thunder power that trembled at this moment, the momentum can be described as extremely powerful.

Without too much hesitation, Ye Fei's eyes flashed with a sense of killing, and his fingertips guided Lei Ting, pointing towards the two people in front of him.

In an instant, violent thunder and lightning, like a punishment from heaven, blasted towards the two white-haired old men, intending to submerge them in the thunderstorms.

"Hmph, it's just a few thunderstorms. It's just a dream to defeat the old man." The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and the momentum of his whole body exploded immediately.

I saw a layer of white barrier formed by the condensation of spiritual consciousness, centered on the white-haired old man, spreading to the surroundings, covering the two figures in it.

Although the thunder that fell in midair was powerful, it was unable to break through the white barrier for a while when it hit the white barrier.

In the midair at this time, Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and after seeing the white barrier clearly, he couldn't help but feel moved.

"Spiritual consciousness is materialized, isn't this old thing specialized in spiritual consciousness?" Ye Fei stared at the white barrier, and couldn't help whispering at this moment.

Looking at the people in the Chinese Martial Arts, they can produce spiritual consciousness when they step into the foundation, but the power of spiritual consciousness is extremely easy to be damaged, and if it is not good, it will end up with a decline in strength.

It is also because of this that warriors with almost the same strength generally do not choose to use spiritual knowledge to attack.

And the spiritual consciousness of this white-haired old man seems extremely strange, and its strength is far beyond the scope of normal warriors. No wonder it has been sealed for so many years, and it can still explode with such terrifying combat power.

At this moment, not far ahead, the white-haired old man suddenly turned his head to look at the person beside him after he resisted the falling thunder.

"With this old man here, the power of thunder in the formation can't hurt you. Immediately use all your strength to strike that kid from the eye of the formation." Although the white-haired old man didn't understand the way of the formation, his strength lay there .

Such a strong person can't be said to be proficient in formations, but he needs to understand more than ordinary people.

"Okay, my lord bishop, please protect me." The red-haired man's whole body was shaken by flames, and he dashed out of the white barrier.

At this moment, a thick thunderbolt flashed, crashed down from the midair, and struck directly at the red-haired man.

Inside the white barrier at the back, the white-haired old man smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a white streak separated from the barrier in front of him, blocking the red-haired man in an instant.

That white speed, within Ye Fei's formation, actually faintly surpassed his thunder power.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the two forces canceled each other out in midair.

Just when Ye Fei was about to condense the power of thunder again and strike at the red-haired man, the white-haired old man behind him suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the white barrier in front of him again.

At this moment, hundreds of streaks of whiteness flew out, and in the next moment they surrounded the figure of the red-haired man.

Whenever there is thunderous power, a wisp of whiteness will go forward to counteract that thick thunderous power in the air.

"Haha, haha, brat from the Huaxia people, let's see if the emperor will destroy you with his own hands!" The red-haired man couldn't help laughing wildly at this moment, surrounded by whiteness, he seemed to be nothing under the sky full of thunderstorms.

Before the words fell, the red-haired man appeared not far from Ye Fei under the protection of Bai Mang.

At this moment, the power of flames in the red-haired man's whole body had been condensed to the extreme, and a huge blade of fire slowly condensed and formed in mid-air as the man approached.

"Go to hell." The red-haired man shouted loudly, and the wild laughter on his face became even stronger at this moment.

Less than three feet away from Ye Fei, this person put his hand together and slashed forward. The huge flame blade burst out immediately, bringing a sea of ​​flames and pointing at the person in front of him.

Ye Fei's eyes were calm at this time, he didn't move and dodge, and when he saw the fire blade approaching, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)