Super War God in the City

As soon as Ling Fan spoke, those among the onlookers from the Hong family with ulterior motives all changed their expressions, as if their thoughts had been read aloud.

Especially Miao Caijing, whose face turned pale suddenly, she silently bowed her head, not daring to meet Ling Fan's gaze, but the resentment in her heart grew stronger.

Yuan Jingshan took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, secretly alarmed. He did not know what had happened before, but from the traces at the scene, a fierce battle had definitely taken place.
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Moreover, the Hong family had lost four Elders who transmit skills, and observing Hong Yuankai's disheveled appearance with a bare upper body, it was clear he had been at a disadvantage. Even Elder Master Miao nearby had a pale and weak demeanor, obviously having just experienced a brutal fight.

"Could it be that this young man's cultivation is so formidable, that even the combined forces of these two families are no match for him?" Yuan Jingshan finally began to take Ling Fan seriously.

"Elders of the Yuan Family, form the Seven Extremes Sword Formation!" Yuan Jingshan announced deliberately, his voice cold.

"What?"

The onlooking crowd all changed color, being members of the three great families of the Dragon Pool, how could they not know each other's secrets!

This Seven Extremes Sword Formation of the Yuan Family was a Forbidden Art.

A Forbidden Art is such that its use inflicts irreversible damage on the users, with each person able to participate only thrice in a lifetime.

However, in contrast, this Sword Formation is extremely powerful, able to kill opponents across one realm. Seven Grandmaster Realm Early Stage experts could kill an Early Stage Sixth Grade Martial Saint.

At this moment, Yuan Jingshan was determined, calling forth seven Grandmaster Realm Middle Stage experts; in his view, even if Ling Fan was a monstrous Sixth Grade Martial Saint at the Middle Stage, he would surely meet his demise.

Seeing the shocked expressions of everyone, Ling Fan curiously asked, "Is this Seven Extremes Sword Formation very powerful?"

Hong Yuankai's throat gurgled, his voice trembling, "Po...powerful!"

Seeing Ling Fan's reaction, the onlookers exchanged looks, realizing that this guy was unaware of the renown of the Seven Extremes Sword Formation!

In the past, a Martial Saint powerful figure had grievances with the Yuan Family and provoked them, only to die under this Sword Formation. If not for its defects and limitations in use, the Yuan Family would definitely have a place among the top six families of Heavenly Vein.

"This guy is definitely doomed this time, I didn't expect the Yuan Family to pay such a high cost to use the Seven Extremes Sword Formation against him!" whispered someone among the Elders of the Hong family.

"Hehe, to die under the Seven Extremes Sword Formation, he can be proud of this life!" another Elder remarked, stroking his beard.

Miao Caijing's eyes suddenly shone with an inexplicable brilliance, "The Seven Extremes Sword Formation, huh? The Yuan Family really hasn't disappointed me!"

Miao Hongyi, standing not far away, furrowed his brows deeply, not wanting to see Ling Fan perish here; such a talent was rare!

Qi Huaiyu nervously looked towards her parents, "Will my cousin-in-law be alright?"

The Qi Liangping couple looked at each other, their expressions grave. The fame of the Yuan Family's Seven Extremes Sword Formation was too great, like a gold label. Could it be that Ling Fan, who had overcome all obstacles, was really going to fall to this Sword Formation?

"Maybe... he can create a miracle!" Qi Liangping murmured to himself.

He Feiman's face was filled with worry, and apart from praying silently, she felt useless and deeply frustrated with herself.

"The Seven Extremes Sword Formation?" Qiao Yuchan murmured to herself while standing on a tree branch, a veil covering her stunning face, tinged with hesitation.

However, seeing Ling Fan's calm and composed demeanor, she immediately curbed the rash impulse in her heart.

"I'll trust you this time, hoping you'll surprise me!" Qiao Yuchan thought secretly to herself.

Although she was no match for Ling Fan at the moment, it was because her Cultivation had fallen and she suffered from a hidden ailment.

In the Earth Milk Grotto, she and Ling Fan had already been frank with each other. Unconsciously, she had come to regard him as the man of her future and now she was secretly scrutinizing Ling Fan with the eye of choosing a fiancé.

Hong Jie had also stood up at this moment, his eyes deep with profound anticipation.

The Miao brothers remained silent, knowing they could not compare with the foundation of the Yuan Family, and they were very pessimistic about Ling Fan's chances.

"Swish!"

Seven elders immediately stepped forward from behind Yuan Jingshan, starting to surround Ling Fan from different positions.

Ling Fan's eyes showed a trace of curiosity. He scanned the surroundings and then looked towards Qi Huaiyu who was not far away, and called out loudly, "Lend me a sword!"

The only person nearby with a sword was Qi Huaiyu.

The girl was momentarily stunned, then regained her senses, bit her lip, and threw her treasured sword towards Ling Fan, giving him an encouraging look!

Ling Fan caught the Sword, drew it from its sheath, and flicked the blade with his finger, nodding inwardly. Although it was not made of any precious materials, it would suffice.

He immediately walked to the center of the courtyard, glanced at the seven stern-faced men, and said indifferently, "This young master would like to experience your Seven Extremes Sword Formation and see what's so extraordinary about it!"

The onlookers, watching Ling Fan step into the arena with his sword, were all secretly astonished.

"Can this young man even wield a sword?" a Hong family elder twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Strange, isn't he known for his strength? How could it be, could his swordsmanship be as formidable as his strength?" another elder shook his head in disbelief.

Everyone knew a principle: every martial artist excelled in using one kind of weapon or martial technique. Those who excelled in strength lacked agility, those proficient with spears were usually inept with swords. Specialization was the key; no one could master everything.

"Heh, I think this lad is just being pushed to the brink, he has no choice, he's not skilled with swords!" an elder nearby said with a laugh.

"How can you tell?" the previous person asked.

"Would someone skilled with swords not carry one? A weapon is extremely important for a martial artist, how could they just discard one willingly, when some fools even regard their weapon as their life, 'with the sword he survives, without the sword he perishes'!" explained the elder leisurely.

"Indeed, it seems he truly isn't good with swords, but facing the Seven Extremes Sword Formation, he couldn't just go empty-handed, using a sword must be a reluctant choice. This young man is undoubtedly doomed!" The crowd nodded in agreement, already certain of the outcome.

At that moment, the seven elders had already arranged their formation, their aura merging into one, locking Ling Fan down completely, while each of them spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, their presence climbing with each moment.

"Interesting!" Ling Fan nodded to himself, feeling the combined aura of the seven locking onto him.

The next moment, all seven men used their bodies to control their swords, attacking simultaneously from seven different positions, completely sealing off Ling Fan's movements in every direction.

At that moment, the swordsmanship of the seven was exquisite, their momentum like a rainbow. The most terrifying thing was that all seven were prepared to exchange their lives for his, exhibiting a bravery determined to fight to the death.

The truly horrifying aspect of the Seven Extremes Sword Formation was the word "extreme."

Ling Fan furrowed his brows. Any normal person had weaknesses, feared life and death, and therefore was not to be feared, but these seven were more troublesome than he had imagined!

"Hahaha, in such a desperate situation, if you can come back to life, I'll kneel and call you grandfather three times!" Miao Caijing, seeing the inevitable demise unfolding before her, could no longer suppress the exasperation in her heart and burst into wild laughter.