Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

As soon as his eyes coagulated, Ye Feng's figure floated from left to right, but his ultimate goal was the bow holding light and shadow standing on the last side.

These lights and shadows have no intelligence. All actions depend on instinct. Seeing Ye Feng suddenly kill, the two swords approach quickly, while the archer subconsciously retreats to keep the distance from Ye Feng.

"Go away!"

Seeing that he was about to collide with two powerful lights and shadows, Ye Feng suddenly burst into a drink. Then, with a short iron stick in his hand, he cleaved to the swordsman with slightly poor cultivation. In addition, he punched the congenital double swordsman.

Boom!

This fist, with a quick fist style, broke through the air.

A hot stream poured out of Ye Feng's fist, and even this space was rubbed with sparks.

The red arm was ravaged by the rolling fist and gathered in the heart of the fist. It was terrible.

"Roar..."

It seems that Ye Feng's fist is also perceived to be powerful. The light and shadow swordsman gives a low roar. The whole body is transformed into a sword. It is unstoppable. It penetrates the void and attacks Ye Feng.

There is no skill at all. Both sides hold the belief that they will win.

The distance between him and the swordsman hit him in the twinkling of an eye. At the moment of contact, he suddenly broke up the essence of a fire element condensed by second veins. Once again, he doubled the fire property of VAILLANT, and then he lost his strength.

Boom

Click

A crisp sound of broken sword reverberated, and the sword in the light and shadow's hand was broken in an instant and turned into a little blue light to dissipate.

Even if it is a congenital double, it can not stop Ye Feng from stirring up Wu Dao boxing, and breaking the offensive of the fire yuan essence, which can double the fire property of VAILLANT.

The afterwave power even cracked the surrounding ground and rolled the stones. It can be seen that the real power of this fist and how terrible the swordsman suffered.

Rub

Continuous retrogression, the ground under your feet continues to crumble.

Ye Feng's waist was twisted, and the promotion of VAILLANT, which was brought by the essence of the fire yuan, had not dissipated. The short iron bar violently waved, and at the same time slowed down the speed of the knife. Then, in his eyes, there was a glimmer of scarlet, and the figure was high and high.

In an instant, he broke through the blockade of the two lights and shadows of the sword and appeared in front of the archer who hurriedly shot an arrow and retreated.

"Die!"

The muscles on Ye Feng's face twisted violently, and there was a majestic flame burning on him.

The arrow and the short iron bar collided together. It was also a sharp arrow gathered by light and shadow. The strength was like a steel needle fired angrily, and the air rippled like water waves.

"Boom..."

The red light burst and the whole space lost color again.

The fire red knife light directly crushed the long arrow into a ball of light spots, and the remaining potential continued to cleave towards the archer.

At the same time, the swordsman who was not far away from the shock approached again, and the blue knife light shrouded Ye Feng's back.

Ye Feng bit his teeth and ignored the coming crisis.

Just now, he has played all his cards and even used up his martial arts. If he can't kill the archer with this blow, what will he do when the swordsman bruised by the power of artistic conception returns to his senses?

It's a completely losing game.

Ye Feng knew very well that he could not afford to burn. The essence of the fire element could only last several times, and the power of artistic conception could only be aroused once in a short time.

Then we can only trade injury for injury.

Only success, not failure.

Bang

The green Sabre attacks the body, and the Qi protecting the body is torn up like broken paper. This Sabre cuts firmly behind Ye Feng.

At that moment, Ye Feng only felt as if he had been hit by a mountain on his back, and the flesh instantly tore open a foot long wound. However, he stubbornly resisted the green light knife on Ye Feng.

As early as when Lingquan quenched his body, Ye Feng's body was very strong. In addition, he swallowed many thousands of years of body refining spirit grass, which made his body skin tough and dissolved most of his lethality.

Even though the innate master had to be split in half, Ye Feng withstood it with his strong body.

Poof.

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the archer, and his body rushed forward.

It's close enough.

Ye Feng's Scarlet eyes showed a grim smile. When he got to this step, his goal was finally achieved.

He roared, and the bones of his body made a crackling sound. The sound of these bones became a piece. Finally, it turned into a loud roar of lions. Behind Ye Feng, a virtual shadow of a bloody crazy lion was formed, howling into the sky.

At this moment, his momentum climbed to the extreme!

All strength, all true Qi and all faith are poured into the right hand. The sixteen meridians are huff and puff wildly, forming a fiery red storm.

"Lion rage!"

One punch.

Time seems to be static, fire red light shines in the whole space, the world seems to have lost color, energy fluctuates, but there is no strange sound.

A blue light point rose into the sky. Under the blow of Ye Feng, the blue light and shadow were completely swallowed by the seductive flame.

With a silent roar, the archer who was the most threatening to Ye Feng was torn to pieces by the wanton storm hit by Ye Feng. He watched Ye Feng's fist disappear into his body. Then, countless light spots shone up and stirred in Ye Feng's Dantian like a clear stream to make up for his damaged meridians and body.

There was a cool feeling from the split muscles on the back, which made Ye Feng particularly comfortable.

The blood stopped flowing, and the wound was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The huge vitality absorbed makes Ye Feng recover from the injury.

However, the power of artistic conception can not be used for the second time.

Even though the greatest threat was eliminated, Ye Feng also didn't feel relaxed, because at this time, the most powerful swordsman has gathered a broken lightsaber again and made great strides towards him

……

Just as Ye Feng struggled with the three congenital, outside, the largest entrance to the ancient hall was in a mess.

GUI Shenzi, who was scarlet all over and had a strong smell of killing, sat in the middle of the hall with his knees crossed. Behind him were three disciples of the fire sect.

At the entrance, there are more than ten corpses lying in a row.

These are naturally written by the murderous GUI Shenzi.

All the martial artists who entered this ancient temple, except the people of the fire gate, no matter who they were or who they were, were killed by guishenzi, and their storage rings fell into guishenzi's hands.

This huangbang master is ready to seize the biggest victory fruit here.

It is said that those who are qualified to obtain the opening token can become unparalleled experts without exception. The one with the shortest time from now is the founder of Tianyuan Prefecture. GUI Shenzi knows some secrets that outsiders don't know.

At the moment, he had learned from the same door of the fire gate that the person who got the opening token was Ye Feng. In other words, it was this nobody who rushed in front of him and entered the palace.

Therefore, we must wait until Ye Feng shows up and force him to hand over all the benefits.