They had already clearly felt the power of Ye Feng's formation, definitely a top-tier Dao Level grand formation, a combination of trapping and killing formations. Its might was exceptionally strong, far beyond what they could handle now.
"Swish~~swish~~swish~~" Subsequently, one after another, rays of light continuously flickered, the formation's power condensed, directly transforming into streams of Sword Qi, densely packed, hanging in the void, emanating the sound of sword cries.
In less than ten breaths, the number of Sword Qi had already reached over a hundred thousand.
Seeing this scene, Yan Hao furiously shouted: "You bastard, how dare you plot against us!"
At this moment, they finally understood why Ye Feng had not continued to flee but chose to wait for them on the island.
