Invincible starts with predatory terms

“Master, what kind of trials do you think this ancient battlefield will have?”

He turned his head, his face full of anticipation.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, patted Li Changsheng's shoulder lightly, "Changsheng, the ancient battlefield is full of demons, opportunities and dangers coexist. But with me here, I will definitely protect you all."

But Yang Fan understood in his heart that he couldn't always be a protective umbrella. Allowing his disciples to grow in tempering was an important goal of this trip.

"However, this time, I also want to see your own abilities."

Li Changsheng nodded, his heart unwavering.

He knew his mission was not only to pursue the improvement of his strength, but also to win honor for the sect.

Just at this moment, a clear bell rang echoed in the sky above the Myriad Manifestations Pavilion, marking the imminent opening of the entrance to the ancient battlefield.

People from various major forces flocked to the entrance, and in the midst of a bustling scene, Yang Fan led Li Changsheng slowly forward, passing through the crowd.

"Senior Yang."

At this time, a young voice came from the side.

Yang Fan stopped slightly, turned his head and saw a disciple of the Perfect Purity Hall saluting him. He responded with a smile, "So it's a young friend from the Perfect Purity Hall, is there something I can help you with?"

"Our master hopes to cooperate with you in the ancient battlefield, I wonder what you think?"

The disciple's words were full of respect.

Yang Fan pondered slightly, nodded and agreed: "It's dangerous here, it's naturally better to have companions to help each other."

Just as they were talking, Li Ling'er had returned from the north. Although her journey alone was short, it was enough to make her much more mature.

She stood at the end of the team. Although she was far from being as dazzling as her senior brother, her determination could not be ignored.

The moment of departure finally arrived. Amidst a deafening command, the gate to the ancient battlefield slowly opened.

Yang Fan keenly sensed the changes in the surrounding environment through his Heavenly Destiny Plunder System, while Li Changsheng gripped the sword in his hand, cautious and ready to go.

"Let's adjust our direction here first, and then proceed carefully."

Yang Fan pointed to a forest not far away, and they approached that location.

In the forest, weak sunlight sprinkled down through the gaps, barely able to see the faces of Yang Fan and his group.

Just then, faint roars of demonic beasts came from the depths of the forest.

"It seems the battle is coming."

Yang Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he said softly.

However, there was a hint of eager excitement in his eyes.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, knowing in his heart that this would be a rare opportunity for training.

In the forest of that ancient battlefield, weak sunlight shone through the gaps in the trees, Yang Fan and his disciples quietly adjusting their state.

However, the sound of footsteps coming from the north swept in like a whirlwind, instantly breaking this short period of tranquility.

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed, realizing that this was an unavoidable conflict.

"It seems we have guests."

Yang Fan smiled slightly, but a chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Li Changsheng gripped the sword in his hand, leaning his body slightly forward, ready to show his sword at any time.

He said in a deep voice: "Master, what should we do?"

"Stay calm, wait for them to get closer."

Yang Fan responded softly, while using the Heavenly Destiny Plunder System to sense the situation, confirming the necessity of cooperating with the Perfect Purity Hall.

Guo Hong of the Perfect Purity Hall had already walked to the front of the team at this time, with a firm expression.

He raised his hand to signal the disciples to be cautious every step of the way, and then turned to Yang Fan.

"Brother Yang, it seems we have to join forces,"

Guo Hong said calmly, but there was a hint of anxiety in his tone.

"That's right."

Yang Fan nodded, understanding, "In this battle, no one can retreat."

Just at this moment, the figures of Zhao Guangyuan and Tuoba Gu appeared at the other end of the forest, leading the powerhouses of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty and the Falling Cloud Sect, pressing forward step by step.

As the two camps approached, the tension in the air almost materialized.

"Today, we will settle our grievances here."

Tuoba Gu said coldly, his eyes revealing endless arrogance.

Yang Fan didn't say much, he turned his head to look at Li Ling'er.

At this moment, she was guarding the flank alone. Although her strength was limited, there was a kind of unyielding perseverance in her eyes.

"Ling'er, be careful yourself."

Yang Fan instructed.

Li Ling'er nodded firmly, "Don't worry, Master, I will do my best."

With a long roar, both sides rushed towards each other like a tide.

Between the intertwined sword light and blade shadows, the atmosphere in the forest was as cold as solidified.

Yang Fan comprehended the abilities granted by the system and charged into the battle again, with the disciples beside him following closely behind.

The battle escalated in intensity, but Guo Hong alone faced the pincer attack of Zhao Guangyuan and Tuoba Gu.

Facing strong enemies, although Guo Hong seemed a little overwhelmed, his firm expression revealed his determination to defend his fellow disciples to the death.

Just as the situation was like a candle flickering in the wind, Yang Fan quickly adjusted his strategy.

He thrust out a sword in the gap, helping Guo Hong separate the enemy's momentum.

The attacks from both sides became more and more fierce, and Li Ling'er, not far away, tried her best to resist, relying on her firm belief to win a crucial moment of respite for everyone.

Finally, in this dark forest, the melee gradually began.

Although in a disadvantageous position, the members of the Xuanqing Sect, under the leadership of Yang Fan, joined hands and worked together, holding their ground without retreating.

In this endless war, the oath to walk hand in hand was witnessed by the air cleaved by swords and blades.