The energy in the Five Elements Formation fluctuated, and the ground was burning with thick flames, if it was a martial artist with the peak of internal strength, it would have been burned to ashes long ago, even if an ordinary Transformation Realm Grandmaster wanted to stand on the flames and be unharmed, it would be difficult to do it.

Yang Zongyuan stood on the hill and saw Lin Fan stepping into the Five Elements Great Array but was as safe as Mount Tai, and his face suddenly turned like water, "What a god!"

Yang Zongyuan didn't want to be an enemy of Lin Fan, but in his position, he couldn't help but listen to the command.

"You...... Do you think that such a formation can stop the pace of my army?" Lin Fan shook his hand and said to Yang Zongyuan, who was a few hundred meters away.

The sound was like a bell, rumbling through it.

Yang Zongyuan replied solemnly: "Sect Master Lin, I don't want to be your enemy, but I am a person from Tianmen, there is no way, this Five Elements Great Array uses the array eye made of the artifact Five Elements Banner, don't underestimate it." ”

Saying that, Yang Zongyuan instigated the Five Elements Banner, and suddenly the flames on the ground soared, a height of three meters, and the raging flames ignited Lin Fan's entire person.

The white eyebrows and the ghost mother-in-law squinted......

"Husband, Grandmaster Lin will be fine, right?" said the ghost mother-in-law worriedly.

"Don't worry, Sect Master Lin is not an ordinary martial artist, and this little flame can't help him. Bai Mei firmly believed in Lin Fan.

"Hopefully!"

Lin Fan remained motionless in the flames, his eyes looking at Yang Zongyuan, "Nine Heavens, Eight Dragons absorb water!"

With one move, eight water dragons emerged from Lin Fan's body, instantly extinguishing the surrounding flames.

Yang Zongyuan was taken aback, the flames in the Five Elements Great Array were not ordinary flames, how could they be extinguished so easily.

The flames across the formation were all extinguished by Lin Fan's water dragon.

"You can do whatever you can. Lin Fan said.

"Five Elements Dafa, Formation, Golden Horn!" Yang Zongyuan instigated the Five Elements Banner, and golden rattans suddenly appeared on the ground, winding Lin Fan's whole person, and he was still strangling.

Lin Fan sneered, his body straightened slightly, and the vines were all broken.

"What?" Yang Zongyuan looked at Lin Fan in astonishment, and dense sweat broke out on his forehead.

He's a little too strong, isn't he?

"Five Elements, Water Floods the Golden Mountain!"

"Five Elements: Wind Slash. ”

"Five Elements, Red Thunder. ”

The three spells attacked at the same time, but they couldn't help Lin Fan.

Lin Fan jumped slightly, and twelve inscription secret spells appeared in his palm, and with a "boom", Lin Fan slapped his palm on the ground, and suddenly the ground cracked, and at the same time, the twelve inscriptions spread rapidly.

It was like an egg breaking out of its shell, and the sound of clicking was endless, and soon the Great Array of the Five Elements was shattered, and all the five elements of gold, wood, water, earth, fire, and the five elements dissipated into the air.

With a "bang", the five-element flag in Yang Zongyuan's hand also burst.

"How is that possible?" Yang Zongyuan stared at the beads of his eyes, and his back trembled.

He was not Lin Fan's opponent at all.

The more than 2,000 disciples on the hill were silent one by one.

How can this be fought?

The disciples of the Heavenly Gate, who were extremely arrogant on weekdays, deeply felt fear at this time.

We'll kill them.

When Pingzi saw that the big formation was broken, he hurriedly sent a message to the middle lane troops behind, and after Ping Fenglei saw the signal, he took the middle lane disciples to kill him.

In the last rear team, Fusu also saw the lucky launch of Ping Zijing, "Senior brother has started to attack." ”

Lin Fan walked towards Yang Zongyuan step by step, and a cold air came out of his body, "Sword!"

The Heavenly Dao Divine Sword leaped into Lin Fan's hand from not far away.

As soon as Lin Fan kicked his feet, the person was like a bullet that was fired, and he reached the hill in the blink of an eye.

Screams suddenly sounded on the hills, and Lin Fan rushed into the team of 2,000 people alone, and even killed 2,000 people crying for their fathers and mothers, screaming again and again.

Yang Zongyuan's face was pale, his heart was beating violently, and a big disciple on the side shouted, "What should we do now, deputy sect master?"

Yang Zongyuan's mind was full of mush, and he would definitely not be able to fight, so he had to retreat.

"Retreat!" Yang Zongyuan shouted angrily, and the large army began to withdraw, but Lin Fan bit them deadly, causing them countless casualties.

"Rush!" Pingfeng Lei and Ping Zijing's team turned, and everyone came over to kill this side, and the sound of fighting resounded in the sky, and even the earth trembled.

Soon the disciples of both sides mixed together, and a life-and-death battle began.

Lin Fan swung out his sword, and the dozens of Heavenly Gate disciples in front of him fell out of their heads.

Yang Zongyuan saw that Lin Fan was so powerful, and he had the idea of running away, and if he continued to fight, he would definitely not be Lin Fan's opponent.

What to do?

Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Fan appeared in front of Yang Zongyuan, "Are you ready to die?"

"Senior Lin...... No, don't......" Yang Zongyuan stepped back in a panic, and took a few steps back to the cliff of the hill.

"What don't you want, you are the forehead of the Heavenly Gate, I can't let you go!" Lin Fan waved his palm, and the Heavenly Dao Divine Sword also swung out a flying Hong.

Yang Zongyuan's stomach was cut out, and blood was gurgling down.

"Senior Lin, I don't want to either, Shangguan Yuren forced me to fight, in fact, I really don't want to be your enemy in my heart, let me go." Saying that, the cowardly Yang Zongyuan knelt down.

"Don't resist senselessly, I will never let you go. ”

Lin Fan's body was a cat, and he slapped a palm with all his might: "Wuyang King Kong Palm, Heavenly Thunder Breaking Mountains!"

A palm came out and slapped directly on Yang Zongyuan's stomach.

With a "poof", Yang Zongyuan's cracked bones were broken, and he spat blood in his mouth, he no longer had the strength to continue to reconcile, "Don't, don't, Sect Master Lin, just let me go as a fart, I promise that I will never be in Tianmen again." ”

Lin Fan shook his head and said in a low voice, "You must die!"

When the words fell, the sword flashed, and Yang Zongyuan's head fell, but he had always advocated peace with Lin Fan.

As soon as the coach Yang Zongyuan died, the remaining 2,000 disciples were minions.

After three hours of slaughter.

None of the 2,000 disciples survived, and all of them were slaughtered.

The whole hill was stained red with blood, and the ground was full of corpses.

Looking at the piles of corpses, Lin Fan's expression was solemn.

Fusu, who was also in the rear troops, also participated in the battle at the last moment, he walked to Lin Fan's side and said, "Senior brother, the lives are ruined." Have we done iniquity? ”

Lin Fan raised his head and sighed and said: "This is the rivers and lakes, life and death are fate, since they are Tianmen martial artists, they should have the consciousness of death." ”

After counting, more than 100 people died on Lin Fan's side, and the battle was a complete victory.

"Sect Master Lin, I suggest that all these corpses be burned with a fire, the Divine Secret Sect is good at manipulating corpses and burning them to prevent future troubles. Qi Tian arched his hand and said.

"Well, just do what you want. ”

Although cruel, Lin Fan could only give orders.

It took a long time to clean up the bodies, and the night soon darkened, and everyone was stationed in place.

Fusu's troops were in charge of guarding the perimeter, and the troops inside began to rest, the smoke burned, and dinner began.

Bai Mei and the ghost mother-in-law came to Lin Fan's side.

"Sect Master Lin, the main force of the Divine Secret Sect has not yet appeared. "Bai Mei has dealt with the Divine Trick Gate before, so he knows the power of the Divine Trick Gate very well.

"I don't know much about the Divine Secret Sect, so please tell me about it. Lin Fan said politely.

"The master of the Divine Recipe Gate is the eldest Sun Wuqiong, he has three sons under his knees, known as the three sons of the Fire Spirit, all of whom are martial artists at the level of the Realm Grandmaster, and the most powerful Divine Recipe Sect is the spell team, which has not appeared yet, and it is estimated that it will appear later. ”

"Well, I see, thank you, senior!"

Bai Mei arched his hand and said, "Don't dare to be a senior, you are a martial arts senior." ”

Lin Fan smiled, stood up and patted Bai Mei's shoulder and said, "Thank you." ”

Heaven's Gate.

After learning the news that Yang Zongyuan and all 2,000 disciples had been killed, the entire Tianmen fell into a deep fear.

The huge Heavenly Gate lost 3,000 disciples in one day, a great elder, a deputy sect master, and the only people who could be mobilized were the old, weak, sick and disabled.

Shangguan Yuren no longer had any anger, and sat on the golden dragon chair with a slump, "What should I do now?"

Ye Tian's expression was also solemn, he originally wanted to buy a large number of medicinal materials to make pills and strengthen the disciples of Tianmen, but all the medicinal materials were bought out by Lin Fan.

Money also plays a crucial role in the battlefield.

In terms of money, no one in Huaxia is richer than Lin Fan.

"When will the third son of the fire spirit arrive?" Shangguan Yuren asked the eldest grandson Wuqiong eagerly.

The eldest grandson Wuqiong has to send it if the Heavenly Gate is defeated, it is equivalent to his own Divine Secret Gate is also defeated, "I can arrive early tomorrow morning." ”

"That's good, tomorrow, we will fight with Lin Fan. Shangguan Yuren stood up, looked at the sky with an angry expression and said, "Tomorrow he will either die, or I will die." ”