"Are you going to give up on your own initiative? Or are you going to let me beat you until you give up?" Ye Feng's cold voice came from under the mask.
These words were like stabbing a needle in Mo Chen's heart, full of provocation and ridicule. As a proud man of the Holy Land, he has his own dignity and pride.
Surrender, this is a word he has not learned since he was born.
He was so cruel that he gritted his teeth, "You want me to admit defeat? Unless I die!"
Deep between his brows, his divine infant opened its eyes, and its heavenly spiritual roots emitted a dazzling luster, stirring up the aura of heaven and earth, playing with the wind and clouds. Suddenly, a powerful storm was brewing, causing the void to twist, and the overwhelming Yuan Power to be felt. Under his control, it spread in all directions, forming a terrifying trend.
"Is it the realm of the Immortal King?" Ye Feng frowned slightly.
"I wanted to save my trump card until the end, but since you want to seek death, I'll do it for you!" Mo Chen was very angry. It was obvious that his peers would compare him to this.
"It seems that this guy is really troublesome, and he actually forced Mo Chen to this point!"
Discussions started suddenly.
"Oh, it's sad. Faced with such a thing, they actually use the Immortal King's domain. The Shenjun Mansion is really worse than the last." On the high platform, the young man looked disdainful. His face was full of flesh, and he was covered with terrible tattoos. He was more than two feet tall. Human, but more like a trapped beast on the loose.
"Do you think his opponent is weak?"
"Could it be considered strong?" A pair of teeth inlaid with black iron shone with a playful cold light.
…
"Sorry, I don't want to waste too much time on you. This battle is over."
The cold voice came out again, and the thunder blade condensed with the power of thunder broke through Mo Chen's defense line, instantly disintegrating his protective aura.
The power of thunder is extremely domineering, and the destructive power it brings is quite visual impact, exceeding everyone's expectations.
At this time, Mo Chen wanted to escape, but it was too late.
Even though he was wearing defensive armor, he still couldn't stop the erosion of the power of thunder.
The thunder blade came closer and closer, until Mo Chen's skin showed signs of burnt marks under the erosion of the power of thunder.
"Mo Chen lost." The saint's cold voice came from behind the screen.
Mo Nian frowned. Mo Chen was his only direct disciple, which represented his face and the face of the Divine Lord Mansion. Although he didn't want to admit it, the fact was that he was destined to lose.
He couldn't even use his last trump card, so he lost.
Mo Nian shook his head, helplessly stretched out his palm, and reached forward. His big hand sank into the void. When the thunder blade completely penetrated Mo Chen's body, it broke through the area of the thunder, restrained Mo Chen from this world, and completely exited the battlefield. .
"Master, I haven't lost yet!" Mo Chen shouted with a stern face.
"enough!"
"I, I still have a trump card," Mo Chen refused to admit defeat. The majestic genius of the Divine Lord Mansion lost at the hands of an unknown boy. This was something he could not tolerate.
"I said, that's enough!" The world cleared up at Mo Nian's words, and his dark eyes were filled with cold light at that moment.
The stands were silent for a moment.
Mo Chen clenched his fists tightly, feeling miserable and could only lower his head in silence.
"Is this a lucky win for this junior?" In the martial arts arena, Ye Feng was calm and calm, with a calm demeanor.
"Ye Feng wins this battle!"
The elder announced the result, Ye Feng slightly raised his hand, his eyes swept over the talented people present, and finally settled on Yu Liang. He grinned, raised his hand and said, "Accept."
"After six consecutive victories, Mo Chen was defeated. Is it possible that this guy really has the fighting power to rival the Holy Son?"
"He can only count it on his luck. Mo Chen has not yet revealed his trump card. If the Immortal King's domain fully expands, Ye Feng will definitely be defeated."
"Success is king and defeat is defeat. Don't make any excuses for failure. That is the behavior of a coward." A young prodigy turned into a rainbow and swept down from the high platform. He carried two axes on his back and had the power to create the world. .
boom!
He suddenly set foot on this side of the world, and the earth trembled. The billowing air flow carried the domineering pressure and rolled towards the night wind.
"Tianjun Palace, Bull Run, come and challenge!" The shouts were like thunder, Bull Run's ruler and two axes came rushing over, and the terrifying power penetrated the whole world.
"Running Bull, another terrifying existence worthy of the Holy Son!"
"Benniu has great strength. It is said that he has killed masters from the third level of the reincarnation realm with one punch. Even the saints from other holy places do not want to fight with him."
Seeing this, Ye Feng rubbed his temples and said, "Is it appropriate to challenge myself like this without waiting for the elders' arrangements?"
"It won't be too late for me to capture you before the elders arrange it!"
"Kick me!"
The two axes behind him shook, Qingcang shook, and they struck at Ye Fengli. With such astonishing force, even the strong men in the third heaven of the reincarnation realm did not dare to challenge it.
"I have a headache," Ye Feng frowned, "Today, I just want to fight against the Holy Sons of the Five Holy Lands. Others are not interested at all."
With a thought, the thunder regenerated, and the endless power of thunder turned into a thunder sword. The night wind held the thunder sword across the sky,
Amidst the lightning and thunder, a sword opened in chaos.
Qiankun sword,
Kill the world with force!
His eyes were filled with cold light, and the world was split into two by a sword, creating a shocking storm in the roaring turbulence!
"ah!!"
Benniu did not dodge, but carried the sword with both axes. His huge body carved a half-meter hole in the ground, his clothes were torn to pieces by the strong wind, and his body appeared with blood marks under the sharp edge, and he could not help but ooze blood.
boom!
In the end, he was installed on this isolated barrier of heaven and earth, and he didn't know whether he would live or die.
"One Sword of the Universe!!" The elders and the Holy Son of the Sword Tomb suddenly stood up, their faces filled with shock.
"Both form and intention have been formed, the sword and momentum are contained in it, and the sword of Qiankun has been completed!!" The Holy Son of Jianzhong was moved, staring at Ye Feng, trying to see the true face under the mask.
"Who is in the field, and why do they know the secret method of my Sword Tomb Sword Canon!" The elder of the Sword Tomb shouted, crushing the powerful pressure towards Ye Feng, trying to overwhelm people with force.
The quiet life on the high platform was not only because of the sword of Qiankun in the Yefenghui Sword Tomb, but also because of this sword, the Bull Run, which could rival the Holy Son, was instantly stopped.
"Such a domineering sword spirit, I'm afraid Yao Yujie, the Saint of the Sword Tomb, won't be able to swing this sword!"
"This sword broke through the galloping bull's valve. It injured the skin and flesh just right, without damaging the muscles and bones. This man's control of the sword's energy and power is so proficient that even some senior elders in the Sword Tomb may not be able to match it. It's amazing. ,Impressive!"
This sword made many talented people who were eager to give up the idea of challenge, and also made countless sword masters feel embarrassed.
"I may have guessed who he is." Behind the screen of the Shenjun Mansion, a woman in a black dress, with fresh and capable shoulder-length green hair, walked up and stared at the young man standing tall in the field, in a daze.
"Do you know Qin'er?"
"I fought against him once, and the outcome was still undecided." Li Qin recalled the battle at that time, and his fighting spirit suddenly arose.
"Can't Sister Qin defeat him? Are you kidding me!" Mo Chen exclaimed in shock.
"You did not lose unjustly. There are only one or two talented people in the field who can compete with one of them." Li Qin's words shocked everyone in the Shenjun Mansion.
"Could it be that only the Holy Son is invincible?"
"Holy Son?" Li Qin shook his head, "At the level of Holy Son, he may not be his opponent. I think Yu Liang should have recognized who he is long ago."
"Yu Liang? He also fought against Ye Feng?"
"More than just fighting, you can guess how badly he was defeated by the way he gritted his teeth!"
"Hiss~" A person suddenly came to mind in Mo Chen's mind, "Could this guy be Qian Tangfeng, who claims to be a member of the Desolate Body?!"
"Yes, that's him."
In the Shenjun Mansion, there was silence behind the screen. Mo Ruyuan was playing the strings of the piano, and there was a slight ripple in his eyes that were as deep as Yuan's.
"Is he the desolate body member?"
"Go back to the master, we will stay together!"
"It's just that my disciple doesn't know. There are so many experts in the Holy Land Holy Association, and the Nine Holy Nests are led by elders. Why does this guy appear here?"
"Isn't he afraid that his identity will be exposed and he will never come back?"
"If it's really him, he's really crazy. Hanlinxuan and Nine Holy Nests are incompatible with each other. Nine Holy Nests even issued a bounty on him. Now that he appears here, doesn't it mean he has thrown himself into a trap?" Mo Chen felt unwilling and suppressed in his heart. Qu was a few points away. If his opponent was Qian Tang Feng, his defeat at his hands wouldn't be too ugly.
After all, even Yu Liang, the Holy Son of the Nine Holy Nests, was defeated miserably at his hands.
"Dear sons of saints, don't you need me to invite them one by one? I can accept whether we fight in a round-robin battle or together." Under the mask, Ye Feng's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and a power that looked down upon the world swept across the world at this moment.
The pinnacle of the first level of reincarnation is like an invincible god of war,
The great road and reincarnation resonated, strange images were born, and a terrifying force rose into the sky, completely submerging the force of the elder Jianzhong.
Looking back domineeringly, the power of the king is fully displayed.
"You are such an arrogant boy, let me see if I don't capture you alive!" Elder Jianzhong lost his face and shouted coldly before coming to bully him.
A cold light cut through the void, and the expression of the elder Jianzhong changed drastically.
"As an elder, it's better not to get involved in the battle between the younger generations. If there is any grudge, it won't be too late to wait until the Holy Assembly is over. What do you think?" An irresistible cold voice came from behind the screen.
The elder Jianzhong's face was ashen, he tossed his sleeves and robes, and returned without success, "Since the saint has spoken, I should give you some face!"
There was no sound from behind the screen.
Seeing this, Ye Feng's lips curved slightly and he said with a smile, "Sister Saint has a broad mind and is indeed a person worthy of my master."
"Your master taught you to be sharp-tongued?" Li Qin lowered his eyebrows, walked out from behind the screen, took one step forward, and instantly landed on the competition ground.
"The last time we fought, there was no winner. Today, let's compete!" The whisper was gentle but cold. A cold sword embroidered with green lotus appeared from the sleeves. When the sword edge came out, it was frozen. Ten miles.
Seeing her end, Ye Feng suddenly felt dizzy and had a bitter look on his face.
"Auntie, I don't want to hit a woman, please give me some face and go back, okay?"
"Humph, I have to fight even if I don't want to fight, it's not up to you!" Li Qin snorted, moved his steps slightly, and the phantom Wushuang came across with a sword that froze three feet.
"Is this sword worth your Qiankun sword?" The saintly girl of the Shenjun Mansion, who had always shown herself to be indifferent, actually showed a hint of playfulness.
"Really coming?" Ye Feng's scalp was numb. This woman was a freak. He was lucky enough to have fought against her. Her mysterious skills were quite difficult. This was the person he didn't want to face the last time. Therefore, when he opened his mouth to shout, he only wanted to face the Battle Saint. son.
"Auntie, how about giving me a chance to fight again when I have time? Let me sweep away those Holy Sons first, and then I'll fight with you. You can fight as long as you want, how about that?"
However, no matter what Ye Feng said, Li Qin ignored it and focused on swinging his sword, which was deadly.
He would rather fight all the Holy Sons than fight this woman. Even if he wins, he will not feel happy in his heart.
It can be said that it is miserable.
