Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Swoosh!

Cang Haoyun's figure moved, his entire being was like a drawn sword, flying towards Ye Feng at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between them was reduced to five steps.

"Whoosh!"

Only now did Cang Haoyun pull out the sword. As the sword was unsheathed, the twisted sword aura seemed to be slow but it was actually fast, as though it came down from above like a nightmare, causing people to not be able to differentiate between the two.

Wu Yan, who was watching the fight from the side, turned pale.

Just now, he had lost to Cang Haoyun under his sword and fought against his. That feeling of being unable to use his full strength and being at a loss of what to do was still fresh in his mind, engraved in the deepest part of his mind.

Clang!

Under the nervous and excited gazes of the crowd, Ye Feng moved.

His movements were extremely strange, and the short iron rod in his hand was even more inconceivable. He pushed forward horizontally, and this push was like a heavenly horse flying in the sky, accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind.

Peng!

Unknowingly, Cang Haoyun's sword attack was blocked by a seemingly casual push from Ye Feng.

"Hmm? "Blocked?"

Surprised exclamations came from all directions, even Cang Haoyun felt his heart jump.

How could that be?

How could this Divine Sword of his be so easily blocked by his opponent? Furthermore, when the short iron rod in his hand collided with his own spirit artifact, the Azure Cloud Sword, it was not cut in half.

The force coming from the iron rod even caused his chest to become sluggish, causing him to feel a little stuffy.

Cang Haoyun's face showed surprise.

The first sword had failed. The second sword must be able to completely suppress the opponent. Then, the third sword would gain the victory. It would not lose out to his title of 'The sword is only three'.

Only, to his surprise, Ye Feng took the initiative to launch a counterattack.

"Seven Moons!"

He used the move from the "Flame Blade".

The might of the Profound Rank High Grade was not weak at all. A breathtaking Black Light appeared out of thin air and slashed downwards from the top. It was as if a meteor was falling, and its speed was extremely fast as it went straight for Cang Haoyun's chest.

Cang Haoyun took a step back, the Longsword in his hand grabbed onto a few sword flowers, trying to take back the initiative.

However, Ye Feng's eyes were sharp. With a turn of his wrist, this technique "Seven Moons Fire" exploded forth. A violent wind spread out layer by layer, spreading towards Cang Haoyun.

The oncoming Rod Shadow gave Cang Haoyun the feeling of a mountain range smashing onto him layer by layer.

On one hand, it was because the level of the blade technique was extremely high, on the other hand, it was because Ye Feng's strength was huge and heavy, and each of the Rod Shadow contained several tens of thousands of kilograms of explosive force.

At this moment, Cang Haoyun retracted the contempt in his heart, his expression serious as he pulled himself out of the ground, and struck down with his sword.

Crack! Crack! "Ka Cha!"

As the sword light and the Rod Shadow made contact, the beams of light shattered one after another.

The two of them were actually evenly matched, neither of them could do anything to the other!

This series of lightning-like movements caused the spectators to be flabbergasted. No one would have thought that a Clear Heart Stage Martial Cultivator could actually have such an intense battle with Cang Haoyun.

Wasn't Cang Haoyun known as the "Three Swords"?

But just a moment ago, he had used more than three sword strikes. Ten sword strikes and twenty sword strikes.

"What a soul-stirring battle. Look at every single sword attack Cang Haoyun has released, it's so dangerous, it's so dangerous that people can't even react in time."

"His opponent is not bad either. He blocked the first strike and even took the initiative to launch a counterattack."

"To challenge the Yellow Ranking Expert, he must have some confidence."

"But I think he's in danger. If he is defeated by Cang Haoyun in three strikes and does not lose face for Cang Haoyun, he might still show mercy and spare his life." But now that Cang Haoyun had released his Zhen Huo, this brat was either dead or crippled. "What a pity."

"Yeah, it's said that Cang Haoyun has already comprehended the Chaoyuan Sect's' Seven Defensive Swords' to the fourth sword strike, and a single sword strike is enough to defeat three people of the same level. He still hasn't used it yet."

The surrounding people started to discuss again, they were still not optimistic about Ye Feng.

As he floated backwards, Cang Haoyun gently landed on the ground and solemnly looked at the distant Ye Feng, "I admit, you are qualified enough to make me go all out. Next, this Cang will let you experience my true strength."

He took a step forward, and his entire body released a sharp Qi flow as he charged towards Ye Feng like an avalanche.

At the same time, the sword blade slowly lit up, the entire spirit sword had gathered a lot of heaven and earth origin energy, making the sword extremely complex.

"One Yuan Qi Transformation!"

This time, Cang Haoyun did not hold back.

He knew that the first three strikes of Chaoyuan Sect's "Seven Defensive Swords" were unable to do anything to Ye Feng. Only the strongest sword force he had comprehended, the fourth "Essence Transforming Qi", was able to defeat the other party without any resistance.

The bright sword shadow caught everyone's eyes, and sword light accompanied by origin energy fluctuations swept out.

This sword attack was indeed very powerful.

Ye Feng took a step back and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, they were filled with killing intent.

"Drying Yuan Power!"

He leaped up and pointed his left index finger forward as he swung the staff.

Rumble rumble rumble!

A storm was brewing on the platform.

The black Rod Shadow and the incoming white sword aura were evenly matched. Streams of black and white light broke and dispersed, and the heaven and earth origin energy that Cang Haoyun gathered dissipated one by one.

In the fourth sword strike of Chaoyuan Sect "Protection Seven Swords", the "One-Yuan Transformed Qi" was still not effective.

However, in the middle of Ye Feng's left index finger, a gust of wind pierced through the air like a ray of light, passing right through Cang Haoyun's body.

The next moment.

Silence returned to the entire Challenge Battlestage.

Cang Haoyun's face was pale as he stood in place without moving.

Beside him, there was a hole as thick as a finger on the ground. It was pitch black and there was no way of telling how deep it was.

Just now, he felt that death was extremely close to him. Only he himself knew that Ye Feng had showed mercy.

If it were not for the fact that at the last moment Ye Feng purposely avoided the attack trajectory of "Drying Essence Force", this unparalleled, mysterious force would have easily smashed his throat.

After a brief moment of silence, Cang Haoyun took a deep breath, and looked at Ye Feng with a hint of respect and gratitude.

"I've lost."

He laughed bitterly and said, then opened his mouth and said four words to Ye Feng: "Thank you … "Have mercy!"

Admit defeat!

These words were like a boulder falling into a calm lake, causing great waves.

"What?" Cang Haoyun admits defeat! " Shocked exclamations rang out from the crowd. Everyone's voices were trembling and their eyes were filled with disbelief. They could not believe their own ears.

Yellow Ranking Expert, who was nicknamed "Sword Three", actually admitted defeat?

The other party didn't seem to have injured him, right? He still had the strength to fight! How did he admit defeat?

What happened today? The sun must have risen from the west.

The had defeated the Cang Haoyun with sixty-three Yellow Ranking?

An uproar that had not been quieted for a long time appeared within the crowd, yet Cang Haoyun's figure quietly left the stage amidst the commotion, very quickly leaving the Battle Arena.