With a loud shout, more than twenty powerful men drew their swords and rushed towards Ye Feng, surrounding him.

This time, the sword formation not only had more members, but their strength was also far superior to that of the previous disciples.

Ye Feng was not absolutely certain of victory at this moment. This was the biggest crisis he had ever faced, and failure could mean certain death.

But he had no choice.

"Then come on."

He raised his sword and pointed it at these people, feeling somewhat relieved.

He didn't care what was evil or what was righteous. He only knew that in this world, only absolute strength could allow one to live with dignity.

Looking at Ye Feng's resolute expression, Liu Qingshan felt a surge of excitement.

It's finally over.

Having been bullied by Ye Feng for so long, now it's finally time for revenge.

With so many powerful individuals joining forces to unleash a deadly formation, Ye Feng had absolutely no chance of survival.

"Why do you have to do this?" Ye Qingwu stared blankly at Ye Feng.

At this moment, her mind was in turmoil. She could no longer tell whether Ye Feng was a demon or not, but she knew very well that Ye Feng had killed so many people, and this was the punishment he deserved.

Perhaps, death was the only outcome he deserved.

"Brother, I'll call you brother one last time. Don't worry, after you die, I'll bring your body back. You have the blood of the Ye family in your veins, and I'll bury you in the Ye family ancestral mausoleum myself." Ye Qingwu murmured to herself, her expression already at peace.

at this time,

Lu Hanhai shouted, "Sword, rise!"

As the sound spread, more than twenty top-tier experts threw out their swords in unison.

More than twenty swords formed a Tai Chi diagram and quickly gathered together.

Gradually, they actually merged together.

Indeed, more than twenty swords, without the need for blood sacrifice or soul sacrifice, merged into a huge sword that shimmered with golden light, hundreds of meters long, seemingly capable of piercing the sky.

Its power inspires awe and reverence.

This is something that Lü Liang's fellow disciples could not even begin to compare to.

"Today, we will act on behalf of Heaven to eliminate you, you great demon."

"Fellow disciples, kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"..."

Shouts echoed throughout the square.

More than twenty top experts formed hand seals together and activated the giant sword.

That colossal sword, hundreds of meters long, carrying earth-shattering power, crashed down like divine punishment from the heavens.

Wherever it passed, space seemed to be torn apart.

"Is this the protective formation of Heavenly Sword Mountain? No wonder it has a thousand-year history, it's practically divine punishment!"

"This time, the demon has finally been exposed."

"Even Sect Master Tantai wouldn't be able to withstand this sword strike."

"..."

Everyone stared in utter shock at the massive sword that was about to strike.

Such power is absolutely beyond the ability of martial artists to withstand.

boom!

As expected, the destructive sword strike, like divine punishment, slashed directly at Ye Feng.

Instantly, the mountain trembled, a large number of rocks were blasted away by the powerful shockwave, and the surrounding trees were uprooted and scattered as if they had been subjected to a nuclear explosion.

Among those present, those with lower cultivation levels were directly thrown back, and even those who were Grandmasters or above were forced to retreat repeatedly.

Many powerful individuals had to rely on their weapons to brace themselves against the ground in order to barely maintain their balance.

Ye Feng, who was directly struck by the giant sword, saw rocks fly and dust rise from where he stood.

The billowing smoke and dust rose up like a mushroom cloud.

"My God, that's incredibly powerful!"

"Even a god couldn't withstand this!"

On the plaza, everyone stared intently in that direction, each with their own thoughts. Some felt sorry for Ye Feng, while others were relieved that the demon had been killed.

Regardless of the circumstances, the commotion he caused today is enough to go down in history.

The person with the strongest feelings was Ye Qingwu, whose heart was filled with mixed emotions at this moment.

Why would you do that?

"Is it worth risking your life for a witch, for your so-called dignity?"

Ye Qingwu didn't shed tears, nor did she feel too sad; it was just that a string in her heart seemed to have been plucked.

She wouldn't sympathize with Ye Feng, but he was still her brother after all.

"He's finally dead."

Liu Qingshan was thrown more than a hundred meters away. He planted his sword in the ground, steadied himself, and looked at the billowing dust. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ye Feng, although you are dead, the matter of your Ye family is not over yet."

"Next comes the end of your Ye family."

"I'm going to use Tang Yiyi as a furnace, turning her into a tool for venting my anger and an aid for my cultivation, hahaha!"

He was so excited he almost jumped up; after all that effort, he had finally gotten his wish.

However, at this moment.

As the smoke and dust cleared, a deep ravine, half a meter wide, appeared on the ground, resembling the damage caused by an earthquake.

To everyone's astonishment, a figure was floating above the deep ravine.

His clothes were tattered and his hair was disheveled, but his eyes were bright and piercing as he stared at the direction of the sword formation, his anger seemingly about to burst forth.

An air of dominance over the world, carrying supreme authority.

He is Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, he... he... he's not dead!"

"What? He's still alive? My God, is he even human?"

The onlookers were all in a panic. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that someone could survive such a devastating blow.

Moreover, judging from his appearance, he did not seem to be injured.

"How is that possible?" Lu Hanhai thought he had seen a ghost.

Seeing that Ye Feng was still alive, he roared again, "Everyone, let's perform a blood sacrifice! If this demon doesn't die, we'll be in deep trouble!"

Upon hearing this, the powerful figures nodded vigorously.

Unexpectedly, a young man in his twenties forced them to resort to blood sacrifice.

Although they were unwilling, they had no other choice. This demon was too powerful, and if he retaliated, they would be the ones to die.

"Gentlemen, let's fight him!"

"Yes, let's fight!"

Just as the powerful figures were preparing for the blood sacrifice.

Sudden.

A clear, melodious voice rang out, "Stop!"

As everyone looked over, they suddenly saw a graceful, ethereal figure slowly flying over and landing in the square.

It was Tantai Shuang.

She had just been severely injured by the Heavenly Sword, nearly losing her life and remaining unconscious for a long time. At this moment, her face was pale, and she clutched her chest with one hand, as if she might collapse at any moment.

"Sect Master, are you awake? Your injuries are too severe, you should sit down and recuperate."

Ye Qingwu rushed over in a panic, wanting to help Tantai Shuang back.

Tantai Shuang waved her hand, shaking her off, and looked at the powerful figures in the sword formation, "Are you all ignoring what I, the sect leader, say?"

Lu Hanhai was unwilling to give up and said, "Sect Master, this is a golden opportunity! If we can't kill him this time, he will definitely escape."

"That's right, Sect Master. If this demon is not eliminated, the world will never be at peace."

Cao Qiushui also said.

"You bastards!" Tantai Shuang said angrily, "You think you can kill him? You're dreaming! If you don't want to die, stop now! I'm saving you."

She could tell that Ye Feng was not injured yet, and if they fought to the end, Tianjian Mountain would definitely lose.

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