Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Because, although the swordsman who suffered a heavy blow had lost half of his body, the light and shadow did not dissipate, and he still killed Ye Feng.

In other words, thunderbolt and thunder did not kill him.

Shit, cheating!

Ye Feng almost spit out a mouthful of blood and scolded angrily in his mouth.

If a living person, even if the other party is a congenital double master with strong vitality, he will lose his combat power if he is hit so hard.

But the blue light and shadow were not afraid of death, ignorant and unconscious. They were blown away by thunderbolt thunder beads, which only reduced his attack power a little. In other aspects, it didn't hurt at all.

It's not cheating. What is it?

In a hurry, Ye Feng put away his short iron stick and stepped back with a short sword in his hand.

In order to deal with this swordsman master, we can do everything we can. If the short sword with sword meaning still can't kill the light and shadow, we have to admit defeat.

Miso

With a faint sound, the residual sword meaning in the sword was inspired by Ye Feng. In the air, a faint outline of the full moon could be seen.

The sword like moonlight dances all over the sky. However, there is a dark opportunity in the purity and refinement.

The sword fell like a drizzle.

The speed of the swordsman's forward impact seemed to be obstructed by an invisible air wall, which slowed down obviously. Then, even the cyan light and shadow on his body began to dim a little.

"Die!"

Seeing the great power of the short sword in his hand, Ye Feng didn't give the light and shadow swordsman any chance. He waved his hand from top to bottom, regarded the short sword as a long knife and cut down in the air.

The full moon fell in the sky and turned into a light shadow. The light shadow contained unspeakable sharpness, cut off nothingness and disappeared into the swordsman's body.

His movements are rigid and his feet are still in place

Hiss

Then there was an air leakage sound. The full moon's virtual shadow flashed away from his body. The light and shadow suddenly broke to the ground and turned into countless flying fireflies and rushed to Ye Feng.

Killed.

This short sword... Is really strong.

Ye Feng was a little stunned.

The Lost Sword meaning can't be condensed again. Like thunderbolt thunder bead, this sword belongs to a one-time consumption prop. Although he defeated the swordsman, he can take a thunderbolt thunder bead, which still makes Ye Feng feel some heartache.

"If you knew this sword had such power, you should take it out first."

Whispered secretly, and a bitter smile flashed across Ye Feng's heart.

But at the moment, regret is of no use.

Let a little bit of blue starlight sink into his body, Ye Feng felt that the whole body trauma was more than half better in an instant, and the genuine Qi in Dantian became very full.

The energy contained in the congenital double light and shadow is so huge that Ye Feng immediately touched the bottleneck in the middle of the congenital half step.

In other words, just break this silk bottleneck, Ye Feng can smoothly step into the middle of the congenital period.

"It's on your head."

He took back the short sword that had lost its sword meaning. He took out the short iron rod again, gnashing his teeth and looking at the swordsman who rushed up.

Three congenital, he killed the most difficult two. Now there is only one swordsman left. Ye Feng naturally doesn't pay attention to each other.

A moment later, under the fierce attack of Ye Feng, the swordsman finally couldn't bear the impact and collapsed.

The pure energy flowed into Ye Feng's meridians, and the powerful and unparalleled true Qi ran through his limbs and bones. He felt his strength soared. It was like something was ignited in his body and his blood was surging.

"Half a step."

At this moment, cultivation took a step forward again, getting closer and closer to congenital.

Ye Feng was overjoyed. He broke through and took half a step. He was born just now. Just a few fights made him reach the middle stage, saving him at least half a year of hard cultivation.

After taking a deep breath, Ye Feng clenched his fist.

According to conservative estimates, the strength has reached more than 16000 kilograms.

At the moment, he felt full of strength and had an unprecedented strong breath in his body.

But the difficulty of this round is... It can only be described as abnormal.

If ye Feng didn't have the power of artistic conception, thunderbolt thunder beads, sword meaning short sword, and judge the threat of three cyan lights and shadows to himself, the first step would be to decisively solve the archer. I think he would end up with a broken halberd and sinking into the sand.

In retrospect, it still haunted him

At this time, the shadow of old Tao Tianming reappeared. There was a startled look in his eyes. After staring at Ye Feng for a moment, he sighed: "Little fellow, your potential is really unique that our sect leader has seen in tens of thousands of years. At the beginning of half a step congenital, you defeated one congenital double, two congenital double... Congratulations, you have obtained the status of internal disciple of our sect. You have 50 points in this round. Now you have 110 points..."

"Excuse me, do you still want to enter the second round?"

"110 points? It can barely exchange for two ground steps. But it's still a long way from the sky steps that can only be exchanged at 200 points."

Ye Feng frowned and meditated.

The earth level skill didn't attract him very much. After all, there are two kinds of skills he can.

On this thought, Ye Feng immediately made up his mind.

Tianjie, everything is for Tianjie. It's worth fighting for Tianjie.

"I continue!"

Three words blurted out from Ye Feng's mouth.

The Taoist priest asked, "are you sure?"

"Sure." Ye Feng's answer was as firm as before.

"Well... As you wish."

At dawn, the Taoist priest shot a trace of approval and waved his hand. The scene in front of him changed. Ye Feng found himself in a hall.

This is a very broad hall, surrounded by 81 stone pillars rising into the sky, standing high, with a look of momentum.

"Wow!"

While he was still observing, there was a blue light and shadow shining in the middle of the hall, which soon condensed into a warrior.

With a square face and a high nose, it looks very similar to the cyan light and shadow that appeared during the examination of the outer door.

The only difference is that the man has no sword in his hand.

The swordsman in the congenital dual stage is also blue. Now the warrior is blue. The color has improved by one grade. His cultivation strength must be far better than the swordsman who just let Ye Feng do his best.

His eyes stared warily ahead.

The blue light and shadow squeezed his fist and rushed to Ye Feng.

The light and shadow's foot steps are like a strong wind, dragging out a residual shadow behind him. The speed is incredible. The general half step congenital martial artist can't even see his figure and steps, let alone catch the move.

Ye Feng's mind is one of Lin's, and he calls his spiritual power to the extreme.

The speed of the other party decreased by a beat in his eyes. Rao was so, and he was still incredibly fast.

But I can finally see it.

As the figure approached, Ye Feng moved one step to the left and barely avoided the punch from the blue light and shadow. At the same time, he swept the short iron bar in his hand