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Chapter 1304 Pulling Out the Blood Sword

The old village head was helpless.

Ye Fan, who looked at the stinky fart, didn't move at all.

It is estimated that this benefactor will stop calling.

Seeing that he was about to speak.

Ye Fan waved his hand quickly: "Forget it, I don't like to force others to make things difficult for me, and if I don't want to scream, I will pull it down."

As he spoke, he cast his eyes on the blood sword, and grabbed the hilt with a wave of his big hand.

Use your feet first to find the point of strength.

Hip lift, arm lift.

The lateral triceps and the deltoids of the back create a momentary burst.

"Ok?"

Ye Fan originally thought that he could mention it directly.

But he found out he was wrong.

The long sword did not move at all.

what's the situation?
My fate with these things is too bad.

It was like this in the Hidden Sword Villa last time, is it still like this in the Blood Sword?
Ye Fan looked back at the villagers.

I found that each of them had a look of expectation on their faces.

It was a look of 'it's you, it's you, it's you'.

Let him not give up easily at all.

The key point is that he is too embarrassed to give up.

All the big talk has been blown out.

If you can't pull it out halfway, where will you save your face?

Wouldn't Zong Zuanfeng's famous reputation be ruined?

Ye Fan continued to exert his strength.

But his face was flushed from the suffocation and he still couldn't lift it up.

The old village head was a little surprised: "Young man, can't you? Just talk if you can't, it's okay."

How can a man say no?

What's more, the old village chief had a mocking look on his face, obviously wanting to see his jokes.

Ye Fan continued to use his strength.

But the blood sword remained motionless.

Xiao Shulan seemed to see the way, and hurriedly said: "Little brother, are you hungry? Let's eat first."

Find a step and Ye Fan will go down.

"You're right, I'm really hungry, and I can't even use my arms."

"Then go back to eat first."

"Okay, go back."

With that said, Ye Fan took out his mobile phone to take pictures according to the formation.

I can't win you by fate.

But relying on contacts will definitely win you.

The dinner table.

He hurriedly sent the picture to the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord.

"Brother, help me see, how to break this formation?"

Hundred-eyed Demon Lord: It's just a garbage formation, how do you want to break it?
Zong Zuanfeng: What's the matter?Are there many ways to crack it?
Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord: There are so many of them, they can be broken in a subtle way, or they can be broken in an earth-shattering way, it depends on which effect you want.

Ye Fan's eyes lit up.

That is of course earth-shattering.

That's the only way to match his style.

The effort of a meal.

Ye Fan has memorized the method of breaking the formation by heart.

"Are you full? Can you draw your sword this time?" asked the old village chief.

"of course can."

Return to the sword array.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, full of disdain.

"Get out of the way, all of you, don't be too big for a while, and you will be bleeding all over."

"Ok."

The crowd dispersed.

Ye Fan's spirit yuan turned around and penetrated into the formation along the blood sword.

This blood sword is the eye of the formation, and if you want to pull out the blood sword, you must destroy the veins of power in it and let it confuse itself.

Immediately.

The entire formation roared.

The light is everywhere, and the power has become chaotic.

"It's done?"

The villagers stared wide-eyed.

Ye Fan smiled slightly.

You ordinary people, witness Lao Tzu's mighty moment.

Blood Sword, get up for me!
"Cang lang lang lang!"

The blood sword sees the light of day again.

The bloody light shone on the ground, and the bloodthirsty breath exuded a penetrating coldness.

Ye Fan pointed his sword at the sky, domineering and sassy.

Like the unrivaled emperor, he is powerful and powerful all over the world, with extraordinary spirit.

"Pull it out... here it comes!"

The old village head trembled with excitement, looking at the blood sword with tears in his eyes.

In the end, he fell to his knees to show his piety.

Ye Fan was still puzzled.

Don't you say it's earth-shattering?

Why is there so little movement?

But the next second.

The internal structure of the formation was destroyed, and the energy had nowhere to circulate and began to riot.

With Ye Fan as the center, a beam of light shoots out from the corners of the four directions and converges on a point in midair.

That point is a huge energy cluster, filled with violent spirit energy.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning strikes, and the target is Ye Fan.

He dodged in embarrassment and swallowed.

What is this called a change?

Obviously trying to kill Lao Tzu.

wrong.

suddenly.

Ye Fan thought of the adjective that the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord used when he spoke—shocking and earth-shattering.

God was shocked.

Definitely will follow.

really.

The ground began to crack.

The terrifying crack is like the huge mouth of a ferocious beast, which seems to swallow him completely.

If Ye Fan was in his heyday, he would naturally not be afraid.

But now that he is seriously injured, he can't bear it anymore.

He fled in all directions.

Like ants on a hot pan.

But until the energy is exhausted, the formation is always in a closed state.

Ye Fan couldn't run out.

How can this be good?
The old village chief on the side asked.

"Young man, do we need to break through the formation and rescue you?"

He had a lecherous smile on his face.

Not at all sincere.

This old man, if he has a chance, he must be punished.

"No, it's all trivial, I can go out casually."

"Really? Then go for it!"

The old village head continued: "This formation was jointly created by ten leaders back then. They almost gave up everything they had. Even Shinanchun, who is in the Jindan state, couldn't break it."

"According to the current power consumption, I guess you will be able to come out in three days."

Why do I have to stay inside for three days?
It's okay if you don't move.

He also had to dodge to avoid being swallowed by the ground, and to dodge thunder in mid-air.

This is to exhaust him.

Well, this is what you forced me to do.

Ye Fan felt the powerful power of earth in the formation.

Since it can't be avoided.

Then I'll suck you up.

Anyway, Laozi's soil-type seeds haven't been planted yet.

Just do it.

Ye Fan drilled directly into the ground, and found the vein of the formation immediately.

He grabbed it with a big hand and sucked its power into his body crazily.

"I'm going! It hurts."

This power is quite pure, but it is a bit violent and not obedient at all.

It takes a little training to suppress them obediently into the body.

Ye Fan inhaled too much at once, causing the power to rush around and destroying many of his meridians.

But it's a small problem.

It's completely within his range.

I don't know how long it took.

Ye Fan has been repeatedly operating, absorbing, polishing, and placing.

at last.

A brown seed forms in the dantian.

It complements the fire seeds, water seeds and gold seeds, interconnecting but not interfering with each other.

And under the nourishment of the power of the earth system.

Apart from being a little tired, Ye Fan has fully recovered from his injuries.

Breathe out a suffocating breath.

"I didn't expect that a blessing in disguise would allow me to condense the soil seeds."

"I don't know what's going on up there, go out and have a look!"

Ye Fan found himself buried in the sand.

If the soil seeds hadn't opened up a space for him, he would have probably suffocated to death due to lack of oxygen.

He pushed aside the surrounding sand and found that the blood sword was still beside him.

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "It took so much effort to pull you out, is it okay to use you to dig the soil?"

(End of this chapter)