Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Eat me again!"

Ding Qianqiu's figure was disillusioned, his body rose up in the air, and his sickle fell like wind and waves. His speed was fast to the extreme.

Boom!

Without hesitation, Ye Feng raised his fist and blasted out with Qingwu youFire.

With a loud bang, the sword and fist Gang clashed, making a huge explosion, and even the ground shook slightly.

Ding Qianqiu let out a strange cry, and his body shook, while Ye Feng stepped back a few steps, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

This blow, he used different fire and managed to share equally with Ding Qianqiu.

Ye Feng's accomplishments have just entered the later stage of the king's realm. Even in Ding Qianqiu's memory, this boy is only half a step into the king's realm. Obviously, he is careless.

But once the king's territory is heavy, he can compete with himself. It is undoubtedly worth shaking. After all, the gap between the first heavy and the sixth heavy is too big. Although they mainly cultivate their spiritual strength, the five heavy giant forces are like a natural moat gap, and there are insurmountable boundaries.

This son has outstanding martial arts talent. If you don't kill this boy now, you won't have a chance in the future.

"Sword of death! Hang!"

Thinking of this, Ding Qianqiu suppressed his horror. As soon as his hands pressed the void, layers of rules surged and attached to the cold ice spirit sword in his hand.

Suddenly, on the three foot long sword, a sword awn soared into the air, shot a distance of tens of feet, and cut it off against Ye Feng.

The cold light pierced the night, and the sword image was like wings, and it came to the top of Ye maple in the twinkling of an eye.

"Qiangong Tianquan!"

With a dull drink, Dantian's strength climbed up like the tide and ran up Ye Feng's right fist in an instant.

With a bang, the stone broke the sky, and the infinite essence on the ground was hit out with this punch.

With a crisp explosion sound, the sword was blown into countless pieces. Where the fist wind passed, everything was destroyed.

"Wang Jing Liuzhong? Is there only such a power? Ding Changlao, I think you're old. You're used to living a good life. Have you lived a good life for too long..."

There is no doubt that Ding Qianqiu, as an elder of the inscriptions of the di yuan sect, all his accomplishments are forcibly piled up by drugs or inscriptions.

Compared with those desperate experts on the blood list who are best at fighting, his combat effectiveness is estimated to be worse than triple.

Ye Feng, after absorbing the fire of the red lotus industry, although his cultivation only rose to the later stage of the first heavy in the king's territory, the power of Ye Feng's martial arts and combat power is far from that of Ding Changlao at the half hanging level.

The sword shadow in his hand was smashed by the other party. Ding Qianqiu was stunned and rolled backward in embarrassment, trying to avoid Ye Feng's subsequent attack.

"You... How could you... How could the gap be so big? You are just a king and a heavy."

Staring at Ye Feng, Ding Qianqiu was completely flustered. Ye Feng's strong combat effectiveness really made him almost scared.

Elder Ding found for the first time that he was under all-round suppression in front of the young boy.

His heart was cold.

At this time, there was no confidence to kill Ye Feng. Under the pressure of the other party's vitality, Ding Qianqiu just wanted to run for his life quickly.

It's just a pity that in order to kill Ye Feng, he used the seal to form a boundary. Even himself, under the pressure of Ye Feng step by step, it takes at least ten interest to remove the seal in a hurry.

It's really... A cocoon.

"Elder Ding, you have done evil things. If you can live to this day, you will be satisfied."

Ye Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with the old man. He twisted his wrist slightly. Immediately, his left hand gathered Yuanli, his right hand condensed the red lotus fire, and suddenly lifted it up.

Hiss

After the Yuanli storm itself whirled and raged, the breath of leaf maple became illusory and blurred.

Especially in his right hand, a red flame lotus bloomed in the air, the temperature on the four sides increased rapidly, and the whole border was steaming with the terrible high temperature.

The flame lotus rotates slowly in it, releasing destructive energy.

"Red lotus industry fire, you... You took it!"

Seeing the first scene, Ding Qianqiu's eyes protruded and looked at the dreamy flame lotus. His three souls and seven souls were about to dissipate.

At this moment, he finally understood why he had to be suppressed everywhere in front of Ye Feng. The latter is a king with a heavy territory, and why dare he come to kill himself alone.

This son can't be measured by ordinary people.

Unfortunately, he understood a little late.

"Go!"

For Ding Qianqiu's horror, ye Fengli ignored it. With a flick of his finger, the palm sized flame lotus burst out.

Out of control, the flame lotus became extremely manic. From the blooming stamens, a wisp of black flame sprang up, like a blood sucking bat smelling the smell of blood, and rushed at Ding Qianqiu impatiently.

"Rao... Rao I will not die. I am willing to be an ox and a horse all my life... Work for you!"

Ding Qianqiu was so frightened that he was incoherent. The seemingly exquisite flame lotus was like a deadly sickle in his eyes.

"I... don't need cattle and horses."

"Those who can follow me around Ye Feng are brothers and sisters. You... Don't have such qualifications."

Boo

The red lotus industry passed through the fire, the void was quietly broken, and all tangible things were purified. In Ding Qianqiu's heart breaking cry, he stained the back of the latter.

The flame was in full bloom in the air, and the vitality shield inspired by him was like a piece of paper, which broke a big hole at the speed visible to the naked eye. No matter how to stop it, it was useless.

In an instant, a huge gap appeared from the back. The blood hole filled rapidly and finally spread to the whole body.

In less than a few breaths, Ding Qianqiu's body was completely swallowed, and everything turned into ashes.

Ye Feng waved, the fire drops of honglianye slipped around and returned to the palm of his hand.

Moreover, Ye Feng could vaguely see that burning Ding Qianqiu's body was equivalent to swallowing his blood gas. The fire had... Expanded a little.

The fire also became more crystal like a piece of superior ruby.

The purification power of the original flame also surprised him. After all, Ding Qianqiu is a six master in the king's realm, and he is good at mental power. However, under the restraint of Honglian yehuo, his mental power has not played any role at all.

This object can be called the bane of a spiritual master.

On the contrary, their spiritual power is not affected. The red lotus karma fire is combined with spiritual stimulation. Perhaps, as long as you don't encounter those abnormal people who are more than six or seven times in the king's territory, you should be able to fight a war.

Looking at the ashes all over the ground, Ye Feng's mouth showed a trace of undetectable smile. His right hand shook again, and the industry fire rushed out and adhered to the border seal inspired by Ding Qianqiu.

With a bang, the boundary fluctuated, directly burned a big hole, and then... Dissipated quickly.

A few miles away, an ancient tree suddenly moved. In the leafy leaves, a dim and almost invisible soul shadow slowly appeared and turned into a small Ding Qianqiu.