"Blue Dragon Treasure Technique!"
Bright brilliance emerges, and a long glow rises.
Ye Feng held a spear and slammed it down, and the green dragon behind him roared.
The heavy pressure made the Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain suffocate.
The brilliance of the vast treasure aroused fear in his heart.
"How can it be?!"
"How can someone who is only at the peak of the Dao Refining Realm exert such a powerful force?"
The Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain felt extremely regretful.
If I had known this, I wouldn't have been the first person to stand out!
He quickly picked up the treasure seal.
The brilliance of magical powers enveloped the whole body, and golden runes appeared!
As a holy land with a long history, Martial Arts Mountain has a profound foundation. To be the holy son of this holy land, one's combat power is certainly not weak, and the magical powers and treasures he possesses are at least at the beginning of the holy level!
"Tianwu Dao Seal!"
A terrifying magical power was then blasted out, heading towards the Qinglong Vision.
Ye Feng looked calm.
The spear kept flashing cold light.
The green dragon swooped down.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Ashes of dust rose up all over the sky, and the bright light shattered.
The runes are dim.
After the loud noise, there was silence.
"Tsk, I don't know who wins and who loses."
"Looking at this posture, the Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain is probably no match for Ye Feng!"
"None of the people who can enter the top ten are simple people. The Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain is impulsive."
"yes."
"It is said that Ye Feng is an ancient holy body? What a pity..."
"Oh? He is actually an ancient holy body? No wonder his combat power is so incredible. It's just a pity that such an outstanding person will be imprisoned by the times."
"..."
Compared with the outside audience, all the talented people present have some discernment and can naturally see the situation clearly.
In just one confrontation, it can be seen that Ye Feng has the upper hand over the Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain.
However, their voices were full of regret.
The ancient holy body was strong for a while, but could it be strong for a lifetime? Ye Feng will never be the opponent of the Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain in the future.
While chatting with the genius present.
The ashes dispersed.
The scene, which was still somewhat noisy, suddenly fell silent.
Most of the geniuses had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
He Min frowned.
Jiang Cheng's pupils narrowed.
Qin Jiuchuan, Xiang Jiuge and other top geniuses were a little surprised.
Under Ye Feng's offensive, the Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain fainted.
Didn't even survive a single round!
This is a figure at the level of the Holy Son!
Although everyone felt that Ye Feng would win, no one thought that Ye Feng could win so easily.
After all, the Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain is also a top genius in the middle stage of Enlightenment, and his combat prowess is even comparable to that of some powerful people in the Heavenly Realm.
With such strength, he is not Ye Feng's enemy?
He is at the peak of the Dao Refining Realm!
——
The martial arts stage was in an uproar.
The expressions of the elders of Wudao Mountain were gloomy.
"How is it possible? Is a person at the level of the Holy Son so weak now? He can't even survive one round in Ye Feng's hands?"
"Oh my God! What happened? Why did the Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain lose?"
"Isn't this too fast?"
"Is Ye Feng really so powerful? But his level is not high!"
"..."
No one believed that the Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain could be defeated so quickly.
Full of incredible!
The noise was endless, but Su Mu had already expected it.
At the same level, even Xiao Qian may not be Ye Feng's opponent. What does the Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain mean?
It's just that his talent is slightly better.
The ancient holy body's combat power is unparalleled, and there is no need to prove anything anymore. The past of the nine great holy bodies of the human race, fighting against the god emperor of all races in the wilderness is still vivid in my mind!
——
"The Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain? You're nothing like that."
"Who else dares to fight?"
Ye Feng holds a spear in his hand, with a stern look on his face, looking down at the world.
Golden brilliance envelopes the whole body, and the blue dragon and the red bird are tumbling and flying!
The invincible momentum is revealed, as strong as a mountain pressing down!
The remaining prodigies of Martial Arts Mountain retreated, looking at the god-like figure that day with fear in their hearts.
Even the new saint son under his sect is no match for Ye Feng, let alone them?
If they join forces, they will be easily suppressed.
Beyond the valley.
The giant lava beast roared continuously, and the hot magma kept spewing out.
He is walking towards this place step by step.
In this regard, all the geniuses did not react, and their attention was focused on Ye Feng.
"how?"
"Scared?"
"The Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain is quite courageous, are you all not as good as him?"
"It's really a rat!"
Ye Feng was extremely sarcastic.
Climb to the top with a breath.
He came here just to fight, and his ranking was second to none. If these people were timid, how could he fight?
"Hmph! Looking for death!"
"Do you really think you are the leader of martial arts?"
Jiang Cheng couldn't sit still.
He took one step forward and chanted the Mo Xuan Sword in his hand.
The vast sword energy roared endlessly.
A heavenly eye appeared between his eyebrows.
Jiang Qin had the intention to stop him, but he knew his brother's temperament well, so he couldn't help but feel helpless.
She looked in Xiao Qian's direction and sighed.
As if feeling the gaze, Xiao Qian raised his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly unconsciously.
"The three great emperors of the Jiang family are astonishing in the past and today. Now that a descendant has returned to his ancestors, he can see with his own eyes the style of the ancient great emperor."
"I hope he doesn't disappoint me."
Xiang Jiuge stood with his hands behind his back, looking arrogant.
"If the benefactor of Jiangcheng takes action, the ancient holy body may have no hope."
He Min concluded.
He had a fight with Jiang Cheng once.
The strength he displayed far exceeded that of the Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain, and there was no way Ye Feng could be his opponent.
"The ancient holy body has reached its end. His ability to practice to this point is considered to be a blessing in disguise."
"But this path will become more and more difficult as we go forward. In the future, it will be a kind of torture for him to see us chasing the path without being able-bodied."
"I hope he can accept his fate soon."
Qin Jiuchuan sighed for a while.
Everyone is not optimistic about Ye Feng.
Compared with the peak of the Refining Realm and the late stage of the Enlightenment Realm, the gap in cultivation is really huge.
And...with the resources of the Jiang family tilted, all of his magical weapons are top-notch, and his combat power is as strong as that of the ancient sages!
These alone are enough to crush Ye Feng, not to mention the return of Jiangcheng's bloodline, the inheritance of the Three Lives Emperor with the Sky Eye between the eyebrows, and the inheritance of the emperor's path. Even Wang Pei, Mo Xingzhi and others regard him as a formidable enemy.
"Come and fight!"
"Three Lives Sword Technique - Forgotten River Water."
Jiangcheng's swordsmanship is unparalleled.
The imperial sword was slashed out, thousands of sword energy roared, and the sword light was bright.
The sword's intention is endless, like a huge wave crashing down the shore.
Ye Feng looked solemn.
But I was very excited inside.
This was the battle he had been looking forward to for a long time. This attack alone was far superior to that of the Holy Son of Martial Arts Mountain!
"Hahaha, good time!"
Ye Feng's fighting spirit boiled, and the spear in his hand trembled with his excitement.
"Blue Dragon Treasure Technique!"
"Four strikes of the Ancient Suzaku!"
Two treasure techniques were fired one after another.
The green dragon roars into the sky.
The red bird burns heaven and earth.
The vision covers the entire valley, filled with terror and power!
