Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Who dares to fight!"

Over the stone platform, Ye Feng was still drinking loudly. He was inspired by his strength. His black hair danced in the wind and made a sound of hunting. His cold eyes swept down to a group of inner disciples.

Under such momentum, many internal martial arts practitioners could not help themselves. Everywhere in the crowd, a full seven or eight figures stood up, accounting for almost one-third of the number of people in the second round of challenge.

These people, more or less get the benefits of green vibration clothes or nets, want Ye Feng's small life.

"The curfew are really... Arrogant. They don't pay attention to our inner disciples at all? Well, let me... Suppress you!"

An angry cry rang out, and then a blue figure rushed up to the sky, with a sword around him, and cut it directly at Ye Feng.

There are thousands of swords and hundreds of feet!

This sword looks like it's coming from the sky. It's continuous, dense and full of a hundred feet of space. It's difficult to distinguish between the real and the virtual.

Roar!

But

When the surging sword was close to Ye Feng's position, a deafening roar suddenly burst from his chest.

Everyone feels only a flower in front of them.

A fierce beast crashed into the sword.

The seemingly mighty sword light was immediately like a decoration and was broken by it. Then the giant beast's front claws were patted in the air, and the vigorous wind rolled. The momentum rushed up to suppress Ye Feng's blue figure, and the broken string kite was shot out.

Roar

Moreover, the wild beast seemed to have no trace of the human. When he flew, his huge body was pressed on his opponent, and the excited smoke flew.

"Tianjie monster!"

This scene came so fast that the blue figure's feet didn't fall on the stone platform, that is, he was photographed and turned over to the ground. In addition, he was crushed by a giant beast. I don't know if he can leave a small life?

"Lion King, come back!"

Ye Feng drank lightly in the air, and didn't want to really hurt people's lives. The demon flame dragon and lion roared fiercely, shook his head and shook his tail and stood up. On his departure, it was a backhand claw that knocked down Kunwu stone platform for the faint Qingyi disciple.

"This boy, his cards are coming out again and again. Unexpectedly, he still has Tianjie level war pet?"

"Look at this monster. It can lift weights. If you defeat your opponent gently, it's powerful. I'm afraid it's no less than the four or five strong ones in the king's territory..."

"No wonder he dares to be so arrogant and challenge the whole inner door?"

“……”

Looking at the fierce dragon and lion, many martial artists on and off the stone platform shouted in surprise.

"This is... The flaming lion? Hmm? No... it seems that after several variations, he has a dragon breath. This little guy has hidden a lot of cards, which really makes people look at him."

Elder he, who stood nearest, was surprised when he saw the magic flame dragon and lion.

In the competition field, it does not limit the use of foreign power, and even encourage the use of it.

In the world of martial arts, the real battle changes rapidly, and there is never any fairness. This is also a means of Diyuan sect to train its disciples, just as... The inner gate car battle challenges Ye Feng, and elder he and the leader of yutingtian will not come forward to stop it.

Besides, Zhan Chong is a part of the strength of the contestants, just like the magic weapon of spirit tools.

But what really surprised elder he was that the monster summoned by Ye Feng... Obviously belongs to a variant of the flaming lion, which has only improved two great realms. The unusual flaming lion is comparable and extremely powerful.

And look at the grade of this monster, but also above Ye Feng. It's unimaginable to control the high realm with a low realm.

"Tut tut... Younger martial brother ye... His origin is extraordinary. As far as I know, only by cultivating the three non legendary unique skills' beast control method 'of our Terran can we have the probability to subdue monsters with a higher level than ourselves."

"I'm afraid no one will think that younger martial brother ye... Has retained such a skill."

Xiao chennan nodded again and again, with horror in his eyes.

When fighting the Hydra Jiao, Ye Feng didn't let the monster play. Even they hid it.

"Maybe... This is the last support of younger martial brother Ye. If I guessed correctly, it should have been used to deal with the step startled salamander, but it was used early... This battle pet may not be able to block other inner disciples."

Shan Yicheng spread his hand on the side and guessed.

"Hum... Those worthless guys have lost the face of my inner door. It's really disgusting."

With the broken face of the branch in his mouth, he looked at the inner disciples who were about to move around and squinted. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"You just wanted to fight with younger martial brother Ye. Why did you suddenly change your temper?"

Xiao chennan joked.

"I just despise those guys. I was caught and used for a small profit. I'm short-sighted and not one of my generation."

Zheyan glanced sideways at Xiao chennan and replied carelessly.

In the gap between their dialogue, two more inner disciples jumped onto the stage and were beaten half dead by the magic flame dragon and lion.

The competition for hegemony has almost entered a white hot stage.

The second round of challenge was like a battle between inner disciples and Ye Feng. This strange battle also attracted some other foreign forces.

After losing four opponents in a row, the magic flame dragon and lion finally suffered a powerful blow from an expert, and a blood cut was cut out of the bridge of the nose.

"Lion King, take a break and fight for me!"

With a soft drink, he directly took the dragon and lion back into the spirit animal bag. Ye Feng stood with his hands down and pointed the mang killing knife directly at the stone platform.

"Zhen Qingyu, learn from younger martial brother Ye!"

A soft voice sounded. It was a female warrior in a golden robe. Her palms flew over and quickly hit Ye Feng.

The woman is very beautiful. She has a moving body and beautiful facial features. However, her hand is very fierce and her eyes are full of killing intention.

"Ten thousand flowers face the dust!"

She clapped her hands flat and stood in the blade cut by Ye Feng. Her golden robe flew in the wind, and her ten fingertips emitted black light all over the sky.

Rustle!

In an instant, countless dazzling petals were born out of thin air in the world, floating and falling on Ye Feng.

Rules are born suddenly!

The petals are dreamy and dazzling. Each one is wrapped with a wisp of artistic conception rules, covering the whole Kunwu stone platform.

"Zhen Qingyu ranks fifth in the class. His' ten thousand flowers facing the dust 'is very strange. That boy... It's dangerous this time!"

"This martial arts skill is the integration of Yuanli and artistic conception rules, which is impossible to prevent."

“……”

There were startling voices around the stone platform, and someone said the horror of Zhen Qingyu.

Ye Feng's heart jumped slightly.

At present, this woman should be a very strong opponent, more powerful than Yao Yifeng. In particular, the beautiful petals released by the woman contain amazing killing intention, which makes Ye Feng feel the crisis.

When his mind turned, he put away his mang killing knife, Yuan force rolled behind him, and a green gray stone tablet rose up in the air and appeared in front of the people.

The current opponent may not be able to take this attack by relying on the mang killing knife. As a last resort, he can only use the jiujue Tianbei.

Buzz!

The temple in the sky sent out the sound of Yuan force concussion. After raising his hand, the mighty pressure swept out and rolled down towards the flower rain.