The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 483 Morale Drop
"China Martial Dao Conference, we really can't help you with anything." Among the crowd on the top of the mountain, a strong man with a late foundation establishment couldn't help murmuring at this moment.

After the person finished speaking, he lowered his head unconsciously.

The people around fell silent at the same time. They may be the heads of the family in other places, dominating one side, but at the Huaxia Martial Arts Conference, facing the strong men of the East Asian Martial Arts Federation, they are almost powerless to fight back.

"No, that old thing is so sinister." Lu Liang's complexion in the arena became more and more ugly, and he naturally noticed the change in the mentality of the people around him at the moment.

"If the old man loses this battle, the Huaxia Martial Arts World will be over." Lu Liang couldn't help but thought to himself, and the power in his body continued to circulate and condense.

In the current situation, on the side of Huaxia Martial Arts World, one more victory will restore everyone's confidence.

In front of the arena, as the blood Uasa went on as usual, the expression on Lu Liang's face became more and more serious. He knew that even if he risked his life, he would never lose this battle.

"Huaxia Hidden Dragon, Lu Liang, please enlighten me!" Lu Liang shouted, his spiritual power surged, and his aura soared into the sky.

He originally only had mid-innate strength, but the aura he erupted at this moment has vaguely reached the level of late-innate, which shows that his combat power does not match his original strength.

"East Asian Alliance, Asa." Xuewu Asa sneered, and the blood around him froze.

After the two spoke to each other, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became a little frozen, and everyone around them also focused their attention on Lu Liang. He was obviously the last hope of the Chinese martial arts world.

Once defeated, there is no need to continue the competition.

There was only a moment of silence. In the arena, the Blood Usa suddenly moved. The blood energy around him suddenly rolled, and his figure disappeared, as if he had merged into the space between heaven and earth.

"Blood coagulation, seal the body." From somewhere in the arena, there was a hoarse and cold voice.

A light flashed in Lu Liang's eyes on the stage, his whole body's spiritual power surged, and a series of simple runes were shot out from his palm when he raised his hand, forming a defensive layer of runes, surrounding him.

"Fu Zhen, get it for the old man." Lu Liang shouted, and the power in his body turned to the extreme in an instant.

He is also well aware of the gap in hard power between him and the opponent. There is only one way to win, and that is the way of formations.

In the center of the arena, as Lu Liang shouted, the runes around him slowly began to spread around.

"Your Chinese martial arts world, no one is Asa's opponent, and you don't need to use all your strength to kill you." Xuewu Asa's voice came again, and the hiding position of his figure was heard again, which was still undetectable.

In the surrounding air, in front of Lu Liang, streaks of blood mist appeared out of thin air, instantly sealing off his figure.

This force was so strong that it seemed to be far beyond Lu Liang's strength. Under the blockade of the blood mist, it was difficult for his figure to move at all.

"The power comparable to the half-step golden elixir really deserves its reputation." Lu Liang smiled wryly, and couldn't help but secretly said in his heart.

His combat strength surpassed his own strength, but no matter how strong he was, he was only equivalent to the late stage of foundation establishment. Without the opportunity to arrange formations, he was really powerless in the face of half-step gold core powerhouses.

"Xuewu Asa, do you dare to say what you said just now?"

Just as Lu Liang sighed secretly, a voice suddenly came from his ear.

At the same time, Xuewu Asa, who was hiding in the blood mist in front of him, also appeared at the same time, a look of horror flashed in his eyes, and he stared into the midair.

"Boy Ye, you're a step late. I'm going to tell you I'm here today." Lu Liang was shocked when he heard the familiar voice, and he said almost subconsciously.

Following the arena, the two looked at each other, only to see a young figure suddenly appearing in midair, and it was undoubtedly Ye Fei who had come all the way.

"Lv Liang, I'm sorry, I have encountered some troubles these two days." Ye Fei smiled lightly and responded in a low voice.

Following his opening, everyone on the top of Yanshan Mountain and the Chinese Martial Arts World slowly came to their senses, and there was obviously more color in their originally dim eyes.

"That's Master Ye from Jiangdong!"

"The Patriarch of the East China Super Family, the leader of the East China Martial Art Rankings, Ye Fei, the Lord of East China."

"With Master Ye here, I can win one more game in Huaxia Martial Arts." Around the arena, everyone in the Huaxia Martial Arts world couldn't help but speak at this moment.

Even though Ye Fei arrived, it might be impossible for him to win, after all, the Chinese martial arts world has lost seven games in a row.

As long as they can win one more game, these foundation builders will be satisfied.

At this moment in the rear pavilion, Qinglong and the others couldn't help but show excitement on their faces after seeing Ye Fei, but it was only for a moment, and Qinglong's eyes suddenly flashed.

"He seems to be injured, and the injury is not serious." Qinglong frowned slightly, and said in a low voice.

As a congenital powerhouse, after recovering from his senses, he realized almost instantly that the breath in Ye Fei's body was chaotic and his face was a little pale, obviously seriously injured.

In mid-air, after Ye Fei appeared, he didn't enter the arena immediately, but turned around and landed in the pavilion behind.

"Everyone, Ye is late." Ye Fei raised his hand to everyone, expressing his apology.

He had promised to participate in this martial arts conference, but he almost missed it because of some things, so he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, Ye Fei, you seem to be seriously injured, can you still go on stage to fight?" Qinglong reacted very quickly, with a anxious expression on his face, and asked quickly at this time.

Inside the pavilion, several other people, after raising their hands in return, also discovered the injury in Ye Fei's body at the same time, and their eyes inevitably showed disappointment.

It's not that they don't have confidence, but now the Huaxia martial arts world has lost seven games in a row, Lu Lao is also suppressed by others, and Ye Fei is seriously injured at the moment, so it may be difficult to exert much combat power.

"It's okay." Ye Fei smiled, then raised his hand.

After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Wu Yun'er who was on the side, and he could see the injuries in her body at a glance, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Are you injured?" Ye Fei whispered.

"Instructor, Yuner is useless." With tears in Wu Yuner's eyes, she couldn't help but threw herself into Ye Fei's arms after speaking.

After all, she is not very old. Although she has good fighting power, her mental capacity is limited. Coupled with what happened to the Wu family, her mind is already on the verge of collapse.

If Ye Fei hadn't shown up, Wu Yun'er would be completely heartbroken after the Martial Dao Conference is over, and would shut himself up deeply.

"It's okay, you are the great enemy of the Wu family, I said that I will give you an explanation." Ye Fei's eyes turned cold, the aura on his body unknowingly condensed, and there was a sense of indisputability in his voice.

"Many, thank you instructor!" Wu Yun'er shuddered and calmed down a little, but the tears in the corners of her eyes were still unbearable.

Ye Fei nodded slightly, and then stopped talking, but turned to look at the commander-in-chief Qinglong beside him.

"Commander Qinglong, if Ye remembers well, today's Martial Dao Conference doesn't need a foundation-builder martial artist to take action." Ye Fei turned his head to stare at Qinglong and asked in a deep voice with his usual expression.

If people like Yinlong would not hesitate to send out foundation-building juniors in order to win, then Ye Fei might have to reconsider whether he should participate in this martial arts conference.

After the battle with the two people from Feixianmen, Ye Fei knew that there were many powerful people hidden in the Chinese martial arts world.

Although this so-called Huaxia Martial Dao Conference represents the most grand conference in the martial arts world on the surface, in fact, in the eyes of some strong people, it is just a child's play and not particularly important.

"Ye Fei, you misunderstood this matter." Qinglong immediately noticed Ye Fei's tone and quickly explained.

Talking about what happened just now, together with the current situation of the Huaxia Martial Arts Conference, he also told Ye Fei in detail one by one.

After Ye Fei finished listening, he was silent for a moment, then slowly turned around, his eyes swept in the direction of the East Asian Budo Federation, and finally fell on Jian Shisan.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air, at this moment Jian Thirty couldn't help trembling, he had a feeling at this moment that his own life and death seemed to be only in the other's thought.

"No, it's impossible!"

"He has been seriously injured. Even if he escapes from the sealing formation, he will never be the match of this old man." Jian Shisan thought to himself, the aura of his whole body froze immediately, and he looked at Ye Fei without any thinness.

And at the same time, in the arena ahead, Xuewu Asa reacted quickly after being dazed for a moment.

The blood mist around him rose sharply again, and the blood stone appeared in this person's hand when he raised his hand, and it melted directly into his forehead without any hesitation.

"Kill this Lu Liang first, and when the time comes, the top three of the East Asian Martial Arts Alliance will join forces to kill that Huaxia man." Xuewu Asa also noticed the injuries in Ye Fei's body, and suddenly made a decision in his heart.

After the blood stone entered his body, the aura on Xuewu Asa's body surged again, and his figure disappeared at the same time.

In the center of the arena, the power of bright red qi and blood instantly enveloped the entire venue, including Lu Liang's rune marks, which were completely covered by it, but in terms of momentum, it can be said that Lu Liang was completely suppressed.

"Tales, body protection." Seeing that the situation was wrong, Lu Liang immediately surged with spiritual power and took a defensive stance.

It's just that before his power is completely dissipated, he is blocked by the terrifying blood mist power. There is indeed a lot of gap between the two. Whether it is in terms of combat power or his own strength, Xuewu Asa can Be superior.

"The number one powerhouse of the hidden dragon, today is your day of death." Xuewu Asa smiled evilly, and that ghostly figure was looming.

(End of this chapter)