Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Gu Ming Dao on the other side of the stone platform suddenly raised his head, looked at the scarlet long knife in his hand, pointed and bounced, and said, "blood drink, can't you help it?"

One moment they were still surprised, but the next moment, everyone's face changed greatly.

With the sound of Gu Ming Dao falling, the blade, like a awakened beast, suddenly rushed into the fierce intention of extreme slaughter. Even a hundred feet away, you can clearly feel it.

"Diyuan... Blood moon chop!"

Under the surprised eyes of the crowd, Gu Mingdao cut with his knife in his hands, and a half moon shaped red awn vertical split into the air and pushed it out from his feet.

La la la la!

Kunwu stone, as hard as iron, made a difficult sound under the cutting of red awn, leaving a faint white knife mark, but then it flashed away.

Boom, boom!

The blade was like a line. When it was ten feet away, it suddenly opened to the left and right, showing a wavy blade curtain. It spread ten feet away and occupied a small half of the stone platform.

Ding

The dragon snake virtual shadow trembled in the air and collided with the bloody knife curtain. It was deadlocked for only a moment and immediately extinguished out of thin air.

The countless gun shadows failed to break the knife light, and were all shattered into nothingness.

The two great martial arts were easily broken, which made Yan Feilong look iron blue. However, at this moment, his third strike had arrived, and the gun awn was on the blade curtain.

Boo

At the tip of the gun, a wave like water quickly spread along the knife curtain. The two sides were evenly matched and blocked the rolling knife curtain in front of them.

"Blocked!"

Someone screamed because Yan Feilong's strongest attack remained at the end.

"Elder martial brother Yan Feilong, it seems that it is not far from elder martial brother Gu Mingdao..."

The people who sweep the door are fascinated by the fight, which makes them open their eyes.

"The gap is still not small. He is about to lose. At this time, if he steps back and steps down, he can still step back. If he dares to continue, he must suffer some hardships."

Ye Feng shook his head lightly and didn't agree with some people.

"Younger martial brother ye, I'm afraid you've lost your sight... In my opinion..."

Wang Yuwei also smiled, but before he finished a sentence, his face suddenly changed sharply.

The knife curtain, which had stopped huff and puff, suddenly began to shrink rapidly, suddenly synthesized a thread awn again, split the spirit tools and long guns into the air, and the knife light invaded the handle of the gun in an instant.

Yan Feilong stopped drinking. His body was stiff. After being stunned for a moment, he had no choice but to step back. At the same time, his body twisted against the air and reluctantly hid to one side.

With a hiss, blood burst out.

Half of his shoulder was cut off by a sharp thread, and a piece of meat flew down, and blood shot out.

At this point, all the knife light stopped. Yan Feilong fell to the ground with his hair scattered and his face was shocked. Just now, if he slowed down by another half, one arm would be wasted.

"I lost!"

He threw his fist and jumped down the stone platform.

With his strength, there is indeed a big gap with Gu Mingdao. It is difficult to be the enemy of the other party.

"Younger martial brother ye, how did you... See..."

The sudden change of the sabre curtain not only confused Wang Yuwei and others, but also surprised some king level masters.

Ye Feng, who was in no mood, made up a few sentences at will and prevaricated several people. His heart was a little heavy.

Gu Mingdao was very strong. Yan Feilong didn't force him to use too much strength in the first World War. It can be seen that the strength of Bu Jing salamander is not said.

The battle between himself and bu Jing salamander was extremely dangerous. Although he was fully prepared, Ye Feng was still not sure of winning.

After the winner Gu Mingdao stepped down, two figures soon flew to Kunwu stone platform

As the fighting went on, the time passed quickly, and it was noon immediately.

"Now, let's invite disciple No. 30 Yao Yifeng to play... Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng raised his head, looked into the sky at the dazzling sun, and soon walked out of the crowd slowly.

People who sweep the floor naturally look excited. For them, this war is both expectation and worry.

"Younger martial brother, do what you can. Don't lose face if you lose to the inner disciples. Everything is to ensure safety."

Yuan Ning really shook Ye Feng's palm and finally reminded him.

"There's no need to worry so much about Yao Yifeng."

Ye Feng gave a hearty sound, and his eyes hit the opposite crowd somewhere. There, Yao Yifeng was staring at him with a faint smile on his face.

Four eyes touched, Yao Yifeng made a hand to wipe his neck, and the provocation was unbridled.

Boom!

After an instant, the two figures jumped into the air at the same time and landed steadily in the center of Kunwu stone platform.

Yao Yifeng's gold robe moved in the wind, looked proud, one hand behind him, raised his chin and looked at Ye Feng.

In contrast, Ye Feng's black clothes are very insignificant. Since he entered the Diyuan sect, he has been wearing the clothes of factotum disciples except the inscriptions master's robes once or twice.

This kind of scenery immediately attracted the attention of many foreign forces. Most people also heard about the disciple level of Diyuan sect.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't that guy wearing the clothes of a factotum disciple? How can he compete with the inner disciples on the stage?"

"Maybe he thinks he has such qualifications, but... Hey hey, there is a world difference between internal disciples and factotum. The cultivation is obvious to all. There is really no need to waste time."

“……”

All kinds of sarcastic voices fell into their ears. Yao Yifeng couldn't help becoming more proud. He stretched out his hand to Ye Feng and proudly shouted, "younger martial brother ye, don't say that my senior brother bullied you and show your spirit."

"You... Also want to stain the reputation of our internal disciples. You are delusional. This battle will make you recognize your identity and get out of the sect."

In the latter sentence, Yao Yifeng's voice was very low, and only two people could hear it.

Ye Feng said dismissively, "come if you have the ability, and it's not worthy for me to use spirit tools to deal with goods like you."

Yao Yifeng's face changed rapidly.

He has never been humiliated like this. Yao Yifeng had a very bad impression of Ye Feng. Now, he wants to crush and tear it on the spot.

"Well, my senior brother will let you know the gap between the inner door and the factotum, between the palms and fingers, kill you!"

"Whatever!"

With a faint hand, Ye Feng's eyes cooled down, and the surging yuan force rose from his feet and quickly filled the whole body, while Ye Feng's figure also suddenly jumped into the void above his head.

In the twinkling of an eye, he gave full play to the nine accomplishments of the virtual world.

As for the half step King's realm, it is reserved for the step startled salamander. There is no need to show it at the moment. At that time, you can also get unexpected effects.

Ye Feng is sure that it should be enough to deal with this annoying guy in front of him.