Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Let's start!"

With a slight draw, Ye Feng's Dantian gave a roar in an instant, and the violent yuan force was like a flood.

Finally, when the breath stabilized, the cultivation was fixed in the empty environment.

"I'll see how much energy the eight heavy vegetable chicken in the virtual environment has. I hope... You can hold ten rounds in my hands."

With a indifferent smile, the huge pressure belonging to the king's territory suddenly fell from the air and rushed to Ye Feng.

The yuan force was mixed with a sharp chill, which reduced the temperature around the site by a few points.

"Bone eating ice Xuan needle!"

In the cold howling, the awe inspiring breath suddenly turned into a half foot long ice needle, which fell down all over the world and cut off all the paths of Ye Feng.

The disciples of both sides unconsciously stepped back and stood far away from the breath. Under the influence of ice cold, even a layer of light ice crystals emerged in mid air.

"Forget that the excrement stirring staff has ice attribute and martial veins. It is born to suppress Yuan Li. Younger martial brother ye... Don't you have to suffer a great loss?"

Wang Yuwei at the back rubbed his hands anxiously.

"Hey... He did it."

"Elder martial sister Ning Zhen, why is younger martial brother Ye standing still?"

The ice needle has been surging out, but Ye Feng in the field actually stood unresponsive, which surprised other factotum disciples.

The new younger martial brother Ye is so arrogant that he can't... He can't even hold a round.

At the moment, even Yuanning's face was full of worry.

Ding Ding!

Ye Feng didn't lift his head until the ice Xuan needle shot down quickly and was only a few feet away from his head.

Having tasted the taste of "ice spirit crazy strength", the current ice attribute Yuanli is Pediatrics for Ye Feng, and there is almost no threat.

What's more, the different fire in leaf maple is naturally the enemy of ice attribute Wu pulse.

After a slight smile, Ye Feng's whole body rose up against the air, and the green and dark fire suddenly broke out, turned into a smoke of fire, and quickly swallowed the ice black needle shot from the air.

The space temperature is rising rapidly, and soon the newly generated ice crystals around are completely melted.

Between the fingertips, the blue flame that had rushed into the air suddenly condensed into a small blue flame Phoenix. After a long sound, it hit Zhong Ziqi like lightning.

"Huh?"

Seeing that his moves had been cracked, Zhong Ziqi was not too angry. As soon as he frowned, he stretched out his hand to meet the air, and countless water vapor gathered in his hands and turned into an ice crystal spear.

After shaking his arm, the sharp spear pointed straight at the fire phoenix falling from the sky.

Boom!

At the moment of the rapid collision between ice and fire, everyone's heart was tightened.

Even many factotum disciples turned around at this moment and seemed unable to bear to see Ye Feng's defeat.

It's conceivable that you will end up fighting against the disciples of the outside world with the factotum and the eight fold virtual realm against the king's realm.

Click!

A crisp crack sound came out, like hitting an iron mountain. The ice crystal spear broke inch by inch and fell to the ground.

Oh!

With a cry that rushed straight into the sky, the fire phoenix opened her mouth and bit, the speed suddenly increased to the extreme, and swallowed the last foot of the spear into her stomach like lightning.

"What?"

Stunned, Zhong Ziqi threw away her hand in a hurry and stepped back a few steps at top speed.

When the little Phoenix approached for a moment, he couldn't help feeling a deep fear in his heart.

Intuition told him that it was best not to touch the strange blue flame.

"It looks like a bull, but in fact... It's vulnerable. You're just a mouth gun."

In a startled look, looking at the extremely embarrassed Zhong Ziqi, Ye Feng smiled calmly, stretched out his hand and took back the strange fire.

"I bah!"

"The outcome is not divided. What qualification do you have to say that about me? Hum... If your dependence is only this strange flame, it can't be my opponent at all."

The distraught Zhong Ziqi looked gloomy, waved his hand to erase the hot breath flowing in the air, bent his fingers, and jumped out of his hand a long sword flashing blue light.

"This is..."

"Mingwen Lingqi!"

As soon as the shadow of the sword appeared, there was a cry of surprise. As far as their eyes could see, two inscriptions shone on the blue sword.

There is no doubt that the quality of these two inscriptions has reached the second grade.

Even separated by dozens of steps, Ye Feng felt the mysterious meaning of the sword.

He raised his hand and waved his sword. He pulled a series of dark blue sword shadows, and Zhong Ziqi jumped a little pleased between his eyebrows.

This is a spirit weapon of the lower level of heaven level. However, after the blessing of two second-class upper inscriptions, the power increases by 30%, which is almost comparable to the middle level of heaven level.

Moreover, this spirit weapon is in the same vein with the ice attribute in his body. The two inscriptions also have the effect of increasing the ice cold, which makes him easy to use.

Buzz!

The long sword shook a chill, and a huge lion's head was faintly condensed on the sword body. It must be angry, ferocious and full of terror.

Seeing the sharp weapon in the other party's hand, Ye Feng just flashed a dignified look on his face. After a flash of his arm, he also offered a mang killing knife.

The killing awn flashed past, and the blade faintly flashed a touch of scarlet, with evil Qi flowing through it.

"Hmm? I didn't expect... You also have... Heaven level spirit weapon?!"

Zhong Ziqi's expression was a little frozen.

He drew slightly from the corner of his eye. In terms of rank alone, the level of killing mang Dao was higher than that of his engraved spirit sword.

This boy not only has the clan Taoist talisman, but also can get the heaven level spirit weapon. Maybe, he is not as good as his imagination. He is just a small martial artist from the lower city without background.

Zhong Ziqi is still meditating, but Ye Feng has waved the knife and used the "flame knife technique" one after another.

The sabre is like a dancing spirit. He is already familiar with this martial art. The blade moves continuously and is very easy to use.

Dang Dang!

One knife is faster than another, and one wave is faster than another. Ye Feng rotates at a high speed like a top. Zhong Ziqi can only retreat, and he can't use his martial arts to stop it.

"Shit!"

Under the blazing heat of Qingwu Youhuo, Zhong Ziqi was constantly attacked. Zhong Ziqi's face turned red and his blood churned in an instant, which aroused his fierce strength in his heart.

In full view of the public, I was forced to step back by a factotum disciple. Where could he hang this face?

After retreating more than ten steps in succession, Zhong Ziqi gritted his teeth, mentioned his vitality, waved his sword and rushed up, and collided with Ye Feng