The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1327 Supreme Ancient Art
"This demon wind gives people a more indifferent feeling."

On the battle platform, Ye Fei raised his head and looked at the person in front of him. He just thought for a moment, and then a cold light appeared on his face.

The reason for this is no different from too much thinking at the moment. The person in front of him is obviously unavoidable. Almost at the same time, the power of evil spirit in Ye Fei's body exploded.

Raising his hand, the Nine Profound Sword fell into his palm, combined with the technique of fusion of Tao, bursting out a dim light.

"seal up."

Ye Fei let out a low cry, the breath of his body changed, and the temperature in the surrounding air suddenly dropped, and an invisible cold mist instantly enveloped the figure of the person in front of him.

On the battle platform, under the eyes of everyone, Zifeng's figure has been frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Cut!" Ye Fei's momentum was like a rainbow, and then he slammed down with his sword.

The flickering sword light made a sound of piercing through the air, and pointed directly at the person in front of him.

At this moment, just as what Zifeng said, he didn't dodge at all, but after his figure was frozen, the power in his body began to turn away.

The next moment, Jianmang was approaching.

"Bang, click!"

"boom……"

On the battle platform, the ice sculpture shattered, and the expression on Zifeng's face inside it did not change much, only the aura on his body climbed crazily as he moved forward.

Obviously, just the power of a sword can't break through the defense of the person in front.

"You look down on me?"

"Show out your true strength, if not, just keep it forever." Zifeng's eyes narrowed, his eyes filled with fighting intent, and when he raised his hand in the same way, a flashing purple long sword fell. into his palm.

Apart from the incomparably pure fighting spirit around this person and the indifference on his face, the person in front of him is almost the same as the evil wind that Ye Fei is familiar with.

It's just that this person's combat power is obviously much stronger.

Not far ahead, a gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes. The power in his body was condensed at this moment, and his arms were instantly wrapped in a faint light. He raised his hand and threw the Nine Profound Sword.

"Ye Mou will accompany you."

Ye Fei murmured, and at the same time there was a fighting spirit in his eyes.

Nine-turn Demon Breaker, under the fusion of the body at this moment, his figure brought out an afterimage, and rushed towards the person in front.

"Good time!" Zifeng snorted softly, and at the same time threw out the Zijian in his hand.

Above the battle stage, two top-grade immortal treasures collided with each other almost at the same moment, cutting out hundreds of sword lights in a row, causing the formations around the battle stage to tremble.

"Boom, boom."

"Boom..."

Almost at the same moment, the two people on the battle stage clenched their fists at the same time, without any magical powers, and just relying on the terrifying front of their bodies, they forcibly bumped into each other.

A red light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and the God of War Art in his body turned far away, and each punch fused with several different forces.

On his arm, the five shining star points also fell into the eyes of everyone around at this time, which made the ranked disciples on the Xiaoyao Monument before couldn't help being shocked.

"Five-star demon! And his aura at the moment doesn't seem to be inferior to Senior Brother Zi."

"By relying on combat power, the gap in hard power has been smoothed out. This person..."

Outside the battle arena, the expressions of shock on the faces of Yu Suqing and others became more intense.

Before this, they had never thought that Ye Fei could fight the senior brother, and it seemed that within a short period of time, they were evenly matched.

"Junior brother, you have taken in a good student. This boy's physical strength is not as good as Feng'er, but each of his punches has integrated several forces in his body, so that he is not at a disadvantage right now."

"This fusion technique... I remember, it's not recorded in Xiaoyaomen."

Nan Chen stood up at this moment, his eyes swept forward, and the expression on his face was hard to fathom.

On the side, Nangong Xie couldn't help but give the person beside him a blank look when he heard the words.

"Tch, what do you know? There are still many secret techniques that this old man knows. The way of small fusion is not a problem. Mr. Nan Chen is my disciple." Nangong Xie said casually, but the last sentence was vaguely aggravated A little tone.

When Nan Chen heard the words, there seemed to be a gleam in his eyes, and then he shook his head lightly, but stopped talking.

As the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, how could he not know what this fusion technique represented?

Ahead, on the battle platform, the speed of the punches of the two became faster and faster, and the terrifying counter-shock force continuously swept across the surroundings.

"Bang, boom."

Around the battle platform, the blockade formation flickered constantly, as if it was unbearable.

At this moment, regardless of the masters and uncles of Xiaoyaomen, the disciples of Tianjiao not far in front couldn't bear to look away for a moment, and the shocked expression on their faces became more and more intense.

"So strong!"

"Fortunately, just now, I'll just admit defeat. If I really fight Ye Fei, I'm afraid I won't last more than ten breaths in the face of such an attack."

"..."

The Tianjiao disciples of Xiaoyaomen couldn't help talking in a low voice while looking forward at the moment.

On the battle arena, the confrontation between the two is close to intense.

"The Great Mudra of Transforming Demons." Ye Fei's figure flickered, his hands quickly made a gesture, and he raised his hand and pressed it down suddenly.

In the middle of the sky, that invisible giant hand moved towards the person in front of him with the momentum of covering the sky.

The power at this moment can be described as astonishing. With the power of Ye Fei's five-star celestial demon, the big handprint condensed at this moment is undoubtedly several times stronger than before.

The power of this palm is also fused with the spiritual power in his body, which is enough to seriously injure a strong man of the same cultivation level in one blow.

"Prisoner Heaven reprint."

"broken!"

On the battle platform, Zifeng let out a low cry, and at the same time made a tactic in his palm, pointing towards the sky, a faint purple beam of light shot up into the sky, and the momentum was not inferior to the majesty of the big handprint above.

The two forces collided, accompanied by a bang, and then canceled each other out.

"Luoyun Bow." Ye Fei's eyes were fixed at this moment, and it would be extremely unfavorable for him to continue like this. The consumption of power in his body was undoubtedly still incomparable to that of the Seven Star Demon.

The red longbow appeared, and it was pulled into a full moon in an instant, and a pitch-black arrow took shape.

The next moment, it had already broken through, and the speed was so fast that it was Zifeng approaching in front of him almost instantly.

"Open the sky shield!" Zifeng didn't take half a step back, and when he raised his hand, an earth-colored triangular wall appeared in front of his eyes, as if it appeared out of thin air, and it was engraved with ancient runes and seals.

The power of that arrow landed steadily on the earth shield, and then the power disappeared without a trace.

On the battle stage, Ye Fei had a glimmer of light in his eyes, and it was the first time he had seen a treasure that could block the power of his Luoyun Bow.

Up to this moment, the fight between the two is still tied. The two immortal swords collided constantly in mid-air, and the two spells were regardless of their superiority.

With the continuous shots, Ye Fei couldn't help feeling a strange feeling in his heart at this moment.

"Cover the sky."

"Open the Yellow Spring River!" On the battle platform, Ye Fei didn't hesitate at this moment, the power of evil spirit in his body turned to the extreme, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

In the middle of the sky, a pitch-black mist covered the sky, and a terrifying oppressive force instantly enveloped the entire main peak.

Everyone looked up, and saw a long black river suddenly appearing in the sky, filled with hostility, and occasionally there was a piercing growl, and shuddered when they looked away.

"Junior brother, have you even taught him this technique?" On the stand in front of him, the expression on Nan Chen's face couldn't help showing surprise at this moment.

He did remember that his junior had quite a few disciples before, but his junior would never easily pass on the seal formula of the three magic-breaking moves and the last one.

At least in Nan Chen's memory, apart from Nan Gongxie beside him, there was no other person in Xiaoyaomen who knew this technique, and there was undoubtedly one more person at this moment.

"That's natural."

"Old Nan Chen, you know you're afraid." Nangong Xie had a smug look on his face, and couldn't help but sneer at this moment.

In fact, the disciples he accepted before also taught this technique, but those who can comprehend it are really pitiful, and it is precisely because of this that the people around him have the illusion.

"Afraid? The old man will be afraid?" Nan Chen chuckled, and after glancing at the person beside him, he then raised his head and looked forward.

As a result of his eyes, at this moment on the battle stage, facing the coercion of Huangquanhe, Zifeng finally showed a serious expression on his face, but he hesitated for a moment, and then he reacted accordingly.

Looking at his arm, seven star points erupted with faint light, and there seemed to be a thin thread linking them between the gaps.

"Graveyard."

"Chaos Star Bridge!"

On the battle platform, Zifeng let out a low shout, quickly made a tactic in his palm, and then slapped towards the ground below.

Around him, an invisible force erupted, and the aura rose to the sky. A black phantom of the arch bridge appeared in midair. At this moment, under the confrontation, it was as powerful as the Huangquan River.

This level of ancient art is almost comparable to the best fairy art, and its power is extremely terrifying.

Accompanied by the formation of the two spells, the large sealing formation around the battle platform in front of it was instantly collapsed, and the majestic aftermath swept across, making everyone in front of the battle platform unable to help but take two steps back.

"Old Nanchen, you are cruel enough. How could you pass on the ancient technique of Xiaoyaomen to a junior so easily?" Nangong Xie recognized this technique at a glance, and couldn't help but glared at the person beside him. one glance.

Hearing this, Nan Chen couldn't help laughing.

"Supreme technique, there are two styles in this sect. Back then, Master passed it on to you and me separately. You can pass on the three techniques of breaking demons. What happened to the old man who passed on the Chaos Star Bridge to his closed disciple?"

Not to be outdone, Nan Chen retorted at this moment.

On the stands, at this moment, several other strong masters, uncles and ancestors of Xiaoyaomen, including Xu Qingfeng, saw the magical powers displayed by the two people in front of them, and couldn't help but look back at the two people in front of them. people.

"Hehe, it's rare that the two of you can think of going together." Xu Qingfeng chuckled, watching the fight between the two on the battle stage, she also had a strange feeling in her heart.

(End of this chapter)