"Four strikes of the Ancient Suzaku!"
"Blue Dragon Treasure Technique!"
Ye Feng activated two treasure techniques, and the spiritual power in his body poured out like crazy, as if it was inexhaustible!
The power of the ancient holy body was revealed at this moment. It has a hundred or even a thousand times the spiritual power storage capacity of ordinary people. This is why he dares to waste spiritual power so unscrupulously.
Can’t be used up.
It can't be used up at all.
Wang Yunqing, who was being pressed step by step, could not sit still and wait for death. He didn't understand why Ye Feng had such powerful power, but he believed that if he used all his trump cards, he would turn defeat into victory!
The dragon's roar shook the sky, and the fire surged and burned.
The wind helps the fire, which seems to burn for nine days.
Ye Feng's offensive continued and became stronger.
Hit the pain points directly!
"No, if this continues, we will lose. It's time to use our trump card."
Wang Yunqing gritted his teeth and said.
There was no previous indifference at all, and he seemed a little anxious.
He waved the sapphire sword, and the endless sword energy exploded, knocking Ye Feng back a little, and then used his body skills to get some distance away.
The sky is filled with green light.
The glow is intertwined and blazing.
"Early Spring Asks the Rain!"
The sapphire sword in his hand trembled.
The sword energy turned into spring breeze and drizzle, drifting down.
Ye Feng was shrouded in the field.
It's like seeing fallen flowers in full bloom and bouquets of flowers filling the sky.
"This is?"
He couldn't help but stop his offensive and looked at Wang Yunqing doubtfully.
Invite him to enjoy the flowers?
The slanting wind and drizzle fell on him, it was very light and seemed to soothe people's hearts.
——
"No...this is the Phantom Sword Style!"
Su Mu, who was outside the secret realm, was a little worried.
The Dusk Sky in Taichu swordsmanship is a type of phantom sword style. Swordsmanship like this is rare.
The only difference is that "Twilight Sky" belongs to the category of sinking, while Wang Yunqing's "Early Spring Asking the Rain" seems to be a more pure spiritual attack.
"I wonder if that kid can react?"
Su Mu murmured softly.
If we fail to react in time, I am afraid that all the advantages gained previously will be returned.
The least serious injury!
This sword... is most likely the inheritance left by the quasi-emperor of the Wang family, and is very suitable for the Guanqing True Spirit Sword Body.
A giant from the Wang family laughed loudly.
"Hahahaha... It seems that the winner will be the genius of my Wang family. Although the ancient holy body is powerful, it is still a thing of the past. The ancient human holy body is not worth mentioning now!"
he said proudly.
It seemed that he had no memory of who was being suppressed just now and suffered terribly.
Su Mu was not in the mood to deal with such a fool. He still had confidence in his disciples.
But, what should we do next?
Even if he defeats Wang Yunqing, there are still many beings at the same level behind him, and he will have to shed half of his skin even if he doesn't die!
Fortunately, Lu Yunyi was not far away, and Su Mu believed that he would help Ye Feng for his own sake.
If nothing goes wrong, the eldest disciple should be hiding not far away.
Then there will be a guarantee.
I hope Ye Feng can use this training to break the shackles and enter the late stage of the Dao Refining Realm.
When it stabilizes by then, and then uses the Qinglong essence and blood as a guide, it may be possible to directly enter the peak. What's more... when this trip to the Holy Land is over, it may be possible to break through the shackles of the Tao Refining Realm and understand the Taoist heart.
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"wrong!"
"has a problem!"
"Something big happened!"
After reacting, Ye Feng's face immediately darkened.
He saw a flash of green light in the falling rain.
It looks like spring breeze and drizzle, but in fact, it is murderous at every step!
However.
He realized it a little late, and the severe pain hit his soul.
Luo Yu penetrated into the body, and the green light turned into sword energy, wandering all over the body, wreaking havoc in the internal organs!
"puff!!!"
Vomiting out a large mouthful of blood, Ye Feng quickly activated his spiritual power and took measures to isolate Luo Yu.
Although it was a little late, it didn't make a big mistake after all, it was just a hidden loss.
The sword energy raging in the body was still difficult to stop for a while.
It not only affects the body, but also consumes the spiritual realm, constantly tearing at the soul.
Ye Feng endured the pain and forced out the sword energy bit by bit.
Naturally, Wang Yunqing would not miss this opportunity to beat the drowned dog.
The drizzle started to get a little irritable.
Thunder roared.
It rained heavily.
The green jade sword slashed out thousands of green lights, falling down freely, and every step was filled with murderous intent!
"This guy is so strong."
Ye Feng secretly said.
It was the first time I suffered such a big loss in front of an opponent of the same level, and I felt angry in my heart.
It's time for the "Zhentian Jin" that I have practiced for a long time to be put to use.
This is the imperial method most suitable for the ancient holy body.
It is also a supreme offensive technique!
A faint white light enveloped the whole body, and the runes circulated and gradually became brighter.
A mark between the eyebrows, intertwined brilliantly.
This is the original power in the body.
Ye Feng turned into a god at this moment.
The falling rain can't get close to him, as if everything is invulnerable!
"kill!"
He retracted his spear and used all his physical strength.
Taking one step was like the earth was falling apart.
The momentum is great.
"What happened? Why did he become so strong all of a sudden?"
"My God, at this stage... it's hard to match this kid. Unless I, the Young Emperor of Great Qin, or someone like the great emperor of the Wang family, is a peerless genius, can he be suppressed?"
"Wang Yunqing is afraid that he will be defeated."
"Without the Sapphire Sword, the Wang family will lose a genius. Can they bear the price?"
"Yes, he will at least be a great saint in the future. If he is delayed for a few years in this golden cultivation cycle, the impact will be huge!"
"Tsk, tsk, this kid has offended the Wang family to death. What will he do when Wang Pei comes?"
"..."
The surrounding Holy Land geniuses gradually admired Ye Feng's strength.
The previous complacency no longer existed.
Even if they want to seize the inheritance that Ye Feng has, they have to defeat it first, right?
At least now there is no hope of winning against Ye Feng.
This guy is really a bit outrageous!
After falling out of trouble, Ye Feng became inhumane, with a pair of iron fists carrying terrifying power.
"Tianzhen Fist!"
The white light continued to fall on Wang Yunqing's body.
Punch after punch, the space trembled.
Wang Yunqing struggled to hold on, his face showed bitterness, and he vomited blood.
He never thought... He had used all his trump cards, but still couldn't defeat Ye Feng. How could a mere Dao Refining Realm being be so tyrannical?
Even Wang Pei, whom he follows, is nothing more than this, right?
In one era, how could there be so many terrifying prodigies comparable to the Young Emperor?
His pride collapsed with punch after punch.
The rainstorm died down and the realm dissipated.
Wang Yunqing looked pale, and his clothes were stained with blood.
"you lose."
Ye Feng looked at Wang Yunqing who was half-kneeling on the ground, holding on for a breath and said.
"Yeah, I lost..."
Wang Yunqing smiled bitterly, looking at the jade sword in his hand with a sad expression.
Lost.
He can't even hold on to what he values most.
Another mouthful of blood spurted out.
"The third update from early morning!
(See you all tomorrow, I hope to see you every day~)"
