( 201 - 400 ) Unrivaled Medicine God

Chapter 320: Moving in and out Freely!

Translator: celefoata_ Editor: RegiusProfessor

Shutting his eyes, the surrounding happenings were imprinted within Ye Yuan's divine soul as extremely fine details appeared!

The orbit of the 18 sword puppets, Mei Zhen, Mo Yuntian, Ti Wujiu, Tian Yu, Pang Wannian . . .

All of this and everything were so clear!

The originally uncapturable traces looked so clear right now. It was just like the entire world slowed down.

Unknowingly, Ye Yuan's Heart Like Still Water Realm heightened again!

One breath, two breaths, three breaths . . .

Time trickled away. Only without Ye Yuan's tying down did Mei Zhen feel the incredible pressure on him!

His nerves were wounded tightly to the limits, and he did not dare to slack off in the slightest. Because any easing up could cost a disciple's life!

Every breath, Mei Zhen felt like it was as drawn out as a century.

Every breath, Mei Zhen was exhausted from running around. Saving this person the previous second, but the next second, dashing to another person's side!

Every breath was likewise felt endless to Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan's soul force spread out, capturing every movement of the 18 sword puppets.

A sword attacked from behind. It was as if Ye Yuan grew eyes at the back, dodging easily with a slight tilt of his body.

It was as if these 18 sword puppets formed an all-encompassing net within this area.

What Ye Yuan wanted to do was to unravel this inescapable net!

In a twinkle, eight breaths of time had passed. But Mei Zhen had already reached his limits in this short eight breaths of time.

Clank!

Mei Zhen helped Du Cheng deflect a sword, but his nerves suddenly tightened. Because another sword had already arrived in front of the one-armed Pang Wannian!

This Lesser Nine Revolutions Interlocking Formation was unbelievably profound. Mei Zhen being able to sustain for eight breaths of time was already the limits. He was truly helpless against this sword.

In Pang Wannian's eyes, that sword enlarged continually. He used all the strength in his body to try to evade this sword, but it was already too late.

"Am I still going to die here after all . . ." Pang Wannian closed his eyes in despair.

Ding!

A crisp sound sounded. The sword puppet's sword was pushed aside.

Pang Wannian was stunned. He opened his eyes to take a look. Turns out that it was Ye Yuan who charged out from the side and helped him deflect this sword!

Ye Yuan saved his life again!

"Three steps to the left, five steps forward! Follow me! Don't walk incorrectly!"

Pang Wannian did not have time to give thanks yet when Ye Yuan's voice sounded beside his ears.

No time to think too much, Pang Wannian instinctively followed Ye Yuan's footsteps and walked.

Three steps to the left and five steps forward. A total distance of merely eight steps, but the two of them suffered the attacks of over a dozen swords!