Chapter 381 Iron Curtain Array

"Hahaha... really smart. It's a pity that Si Tu is too late." The young warrior in black laughed out loud, knowing that Ye Feng had seen through his tracks, and he did not deny it. He shouted coldly: "Manager Xuan, you set up the formation, I will hold him back."

The middle-aged man with a gray robe and a horse face, who had not spoken a word, had a blood-red battle flag in his hand, and he waved it vigorously.

While waving, the battle flag quickly enlarged, and blood lights flew out quickly, centered on Ye Feng, and scattered around him. And on the four sides of Ye Feng, a few slightly smaller flags also appeared, and I don't know when they were quietly arranged there.

The blood light connected these large and small flags in series, forming a light red light curtain, covering Ye Feng in it.

The middle-aged man with a gray robe and a horse face did not stop, and he kept muttering something. The light red light shield became thicker layer by layer, and it looked like a red iron curtain. The young warrior in black knew the power of this iron curtain, and smiled on his face, and his expression was much more relaxed.

But soon, the smile on his face was restrained and turned into extreme shock.

Because Ye Feng, who was covered by the red iron curtain, stretched out his hand to draw his sword and attacked with his backhand.

This attack seemed inconspicuous, but the power contained in the sword technique was extremely great. As soon as the sword was out, the entire red iron curtain began to shake violently, and the small flags that were specially arranged around Ye Feng began to shake and had a tendency to fly up.

The middle-aged man with a gray robe and a horse face looked stern, and the blood-colored battle flag in his hand shook violently, stimulating several extremely strong blood lights, and then calmed down the fluctuations that these small battle flags had endured.

However, this was just the beginning.

As he was covered by the light curtain, Ye Feng, who was in it, also felt that the situation was slowly moving towards an angle that was unfavorable to him. He could not be trapped here. Tiandisha sent three innate eighth and ninth level masters just to delay his time. There is no doubt that the person who really launched the killing move must be the master of the virtual realm.

Although he had just killed a master of the Void Realm, the difference in strength between masters was huge, and no one knew what kind of master would come.

Ye Feng naturally did not want to take such a risk.

While the people were not here yet, he had to break through the red iron curtain as soon as possible and leave here.

In the previous knife, Ye Feng only used 60% to 70% of his strength, and the small flags around him were shaking. It seemed that it was not difficult to break the red iron curtain.

Ye Feng concentrated his mind and calmed down. The Yuanli in his body poured into his palm like a flood. The blade of the Destruction Sword turned red in an instant, and he stabbed the curtain above his head again.

Boom...

There was a loud noise on all sides, and the entire red iron curtain cracked a finger-thick gap at the point of application.

"Not good, Shopkeeper Xuan, this kid's attack power is quite amazing. It seems that your set of Xuan-level formations alone can't trap him. So, you remove a formation flag and let me go in to delay for a while, so that he can't break the formation with all his strength." The young warrior in black frowned wildly.

If the trend continues, it won't take more than three or five strikes for Ye Feng in the light shield to cut through the iron curtain and escape.

It is said that this kid is extremely fast. If he escapes, he will be reprimanded by his superiors.

Hearing the words of the young warrior in black, the middle-aged man in gray robe nodded without saying a word, and pointed with his right hand holding the blood-red battle flag. A small flag in front of him jumped up, revealing a gap that only one person could enter. The young warrior in black moved agilely and rushed into it.

The jumping small flag was inserted back to its original position, and the entire formation was running at high speed again.

"I was just thinking about how to get out, but you came in?" Seeing the young warrior in black entering the light curtain, Ye Feng looked at him and grinned, revealing a neat white teeth, "Are you not afraid of coming but not coming back?"

"There is no point in talking more. If you have the ability, show all your strength and fight me." The young warrior in black said, shaking the eyebrow-high stick in his hand, and the long stick trembled violently like a spring.

Then he shouted loudly, and with the sound of tearing silk, the clothes on his upper body were directly shattered into pieces and flew out, revealing a body of muscles as solid as granite.

This man does not look tall, but his muscles are perfect.

As the Yuan force gathered, his bones burst out with a light sound, and the blue veins on his skin twisted like earthworms. He was just like a bodybuilder in the future, showing a terrifying explosive power.

"Boy, you say you can kill the Void Realm? My strength is far from that of the Void Realm Grandmaster. It depends on whether you have the ability to kill me!" The young warrior stepped forward, and this foot stepped down, directly stepping on the solid soil to leave a deep footprint.

It seems that this person should be born with supernatural power and is very confident in his own strength.

Ye Feng did not have time to entangle with him. He put away the Destruction Knife and took out a short iron stick that had not been used for a long time. He clenched his right hand and rushed out at a very fast pace.

"Go to hell!" The young warrior stomped his feet on the ground, and the rocks exploded. His body rushed up like a chariot.

"Hah!" He clenched the stick at his eyebrows with both hands and smashed it down at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was not afraid. In terms of strength alone, who was he afraid of in the virtual realm? He kept his footsteps and held the short iron stick horizontally, welcoming the opponent's smash without any fancy moves.

"Bang!"

The huge impact made the opponent retreat a few steps, but Ye Feng's feet crushed the ground directly and sank into the ground. In this attack, neither of them used any martial arts skills, and fought completely with physical strength.

And from the results, it is obvious that Ye Feng's strength surpassed the opponent.

"What?"

The young warrior changed color in shock. Since he had achieved success in physical training, there has never been a warrior of the same level who could match him in strength. He didn't expect that the boy in front of him had such a general cultivation level, but his strength was so strong that he actually defeated himself in the fight?

"Come again!" He shouted and gritted his teeth, and a rage of unwillingness to surrender rose in his heart.

He swung the stick again with all his strength.

Ye Feng would naturally not give in.

There was another earth-shattering loud noise, and the Qimei stick collided with Ye Feng's short iron stick, making a sound of metal squeezing and deformation. The whole long stick was bent into a bow, as if it was about to be broken under the heavy load.

However, the seemingly inconspicuous broken iron stick in Ye Feng's hand was intact.

The powerful collision caused spider-web-like cracks on the ground beneath their feet. This time, the young warrior not only retreated violently, but also had a cavity of hot blood spurting up from his chest. Just as this mouthful of hot blood was about to spurt out of his mouth, he got angry and stopped, swallowing the blood.

In this way, although there were no symptoms on the surface, the forced suppression of qi and blood had caused serious injuries to his internal organs.