Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Huanjue comes and goes faster.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a pot of blood, and his body fell heavily. Fortunately, Qi Lao on one side reacted quickly enough and immediately came forward to lift Huan Jue up, which saved him from the embarrassing situation of falling to the ground and moaning.

"Xiaofeng, when did you... Get promoted to be super brave?!" shashenyue was shocked and excited, as if she was the one who got promoted instead of Ye Feng.

"Yes, just before that, it was just a fluke." Ye Feng said with a smile.

The month of killing God doesn't care. She knows that the cultivation of the physical realm is completely different from that of the martial realm.

Every time the body breaks through a realm, the effort required will increase geometrically.

Neizhuang's promotion to "Shenyong" requires great efforts and some sacrifices, which is why shashenyue was so cautious after learning that huanjue broke through the Shenyong period.

The realm of physical cultivation, every class, is a breakthrough.

No luck.

Although Ye Feng said it easily, shashenyue had guessed that he must have experienced at least one life and death struggle in the short month he left.

"Huan Jue, didn't you just say that you are the king here? Why, the Tianjiao of Tiandao gate is so capable?"

After learning that Ye Feng was promoted to Shenyong, shashenyue was happy, his mind became active, and took the initiative to challenge huanjue.

Just now, this guy bullied and humiliated Ye Feng again and again, which made murderous moon hold a breath all the time. He just took this opportunity to release it.

Huan Jue was trembling with anger.

If ye Feng provoked himself, he wouldn't be so angry, but he was humiliated by a beautiful and incomparable beauty, which made him feel more sour in his heart when he was jealous, just like drinking a jar of old vinegar.

"Childe, let me clean up this boy."

Old Qi looked positive. After feeling the anger in his childe's heart, he volunteered.

"No."

"This is a fair war between me and him. You... Can't interfere."

Huan Jue Leng snorted, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood off his mouth, stared at Ye Feng with cold eyes, and said with clenched teeth: "good boy, even my childe looked away. Unexpectedly, you are also a physical practitioner. No wonder you can't fall to death."

"But... It's better. You and I fight fairly. I'll let her see with her own eyes what real physical training is."

"I also want her to know that the man she likes is like a dead dog in my eyes."

Then Huan Jue reached out and took down the iron pestle on his back. Leng hum said, "light up your weapons. If you are a man, don't shrink back."

The iron pestle in the hand, infused by Yuan Li, makes a "buzzing" sound to break the air, and does its best to provoke.

Seeing this, Ye Feng raised a smile on his face.

Of course he knows the purpose of huanjue.

He pretends to be magnanimous in front of the God moon.

However, this terrain is isolated from the operation of Yuan force. What do you have to worry about?

Ye Feng turned his palm, and the mang killing knife was already in his hand. He sneered and replied, "if you talk about the cultivation of martial arts, I may not be your opponent, but if you talk about the strength of the flesh, you are far from it."

This is not what Ye Feng said casually.

Just now he punched Huan Jue, and he felt that although Huan Jue was in the flesh, his cultivation also reached the "divine courage period", but his strength was far inferior to himself.

The same result is enough to illustrate a problem.

This person must have been trained by some kind of body quenching magic medicine before he was promoted to divine courage, rather than being tempered slowly with great perseverance like himself.

Although they are both brave, they are actually very different.

With absolute power, why should Ye Feng be afraid of it?

Boom.

The war was imminent. Ye Feng kicked his feet and his body method was like electricity. He turned into a residual shadow and rushed to huanjue, but huanjue stood in place and stood still after his face was straightened.

Of course, huanjue also knows his weaknesses.

Physical strength is not Ye Feng's opponent. He only defends but does not attack. Ye Feng has a reckless knife in his hand, which is open and close, only attacking but not defending.

"Dang -"

The mang killing knife collided with the iron pestle and made a crisp sound.

After the collision between the two kinds of magic soldiers, the huge anti earthquake force was so strong that the tiger's mouth burst. The iron pestle in his hand was almost unstable, and his body also took a step backward.

In contrast, Ye Feng, like nothing, did not retreat but entered, one knife after another.

"Dang Dang!"

For three consecutive sabres, Huan Jue's palm has been shocked to blood, but he still desperately holds on to the iron pestle.

Every time Ye Feng cut a knife, he stepped back. When he stepped back to the third step, he finally couldn't help but "wow" and spewed out a mouthful of blood again.

Too strong.

Ye Feng's strength is really much stronger than Huan Jue. The great strength he carries in his knife directly shocks Huan Jue out his internal injury. If he cuts a few more knives, the other party will be unable to fight again even if he doesn't admit defeat.

This is the absolute crushing of power. The power from the forced promotion of drugs is not a bit worse than the power from practical cultivation.

"If you admit defeat, I can let you go."

Ye Feng held the knife in his hand and looked faintly at Huan Jue.

This person is the direct descendant of tiandaomen Huan family. Tiandaomen supports him behind his back. His identity is not comparable to that of ordinary martial artists.

If you kill him, it will attract revenge from tiandaomen in the future, affect the unity of the human race, and leave an opportunity for the demon race.

Ye Feng won't kill him unless he has to.

"Let me admit defeat? How possible!"

Huan Jue straightened his chest, cracked the corners of his mouth full of blood, smiled proudly and said: "you... After all, you are just a garbage, and you are not worthy to let me admit defeat? Boy, you and I are not the same kind of people with different details. If you want to fight again, you might as well look at the knife in your hand."

This surprised Ye Feng. He looked down and frowned.

I saw that four cuts had been opened on the blade of the heaven level spirit killing mang Dao in my hand.

He attacked with all his strength just now, but he didn't pay attention to the weapons in his hand.

"This holy weapon in my hand is called black dragon mace. But I have a holy weapon in my Huan family."

Huan Jue sneered and his arm shook.

Shake off some black iron scraps from the iron pestle in your hand. As these iron scraps disappear, a brand-new black weapon is revealed.

Seeing this strange soldier, Ye Feng finally understood what had happened.

The opponent's weapon is not an iron pestle, but a rare strange weapon - mace.

The so-called mace is actually similar to the sword, but different from the sword, the mace is an extremely heavy blunt tool, which is very suitable for physical cultivation with strong physical strength. It can be said that it is specially made for physical cultivation.

The most important thing is that mace is the bane of all sharp weapons.

Any sharp weapon with a cutting edge must be light and thin. As a mace without cutting edge, once it collides with the sharp weapon, it can easily break the sharp weapon.

Huan Jue disguised the black dragon mace as an ordinary iron pestle, which was obviously intentional. After all, in the Shenwu mainland, most of the weapons used by ordinary warriors are mainly swords, which belong to the class of sharp weapons, which are just restrained by the mace.

"Now... Your knife is cracked and fragile. Maybe the next knife will break. When you don't have weapons in your hand, will you still be my opponent?"

"Therefore, the person who wants to admit defeat is not me, but you!"

Huan Jue grinned wildly, and her face was full of satisfaction.