Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Do you think I will fight with you when I know that your physical strength is stronger than me?"

"If I can't use my yuan force if I'm not in this godless abyss, you're not qualified to give me shoes by virtue of your triple martial arts in the small king's territory."

Huan Jue Leng snorted, and his eyes glittered with endless killing intention.

Then, he suddenly burst into a drink, holding the black dragon mace, and rushed to Ye Feng.

He's finally going to attack.

Ye Feng frowned and Kunpeng's nine day body method was performed again. One side of his body flashed huanjue's attack.

But although he escaped huanjue's attack, Ye Feng didn't dare to fight back.

After several attacks and defences just now, Ye Feng already knew the skill that huanjue had learned. He was very good at defense. No matter where his mang killing knife went, huanjue could block it with a black dragon mace at the first time.

If you want to defeat him, you can only crush him with absolute physical strength.

However, the holy soldier in huanjue's hand is too overbearing. He has all the sharp blades. Once the mang killing knife is broken by it, Ye Feng can't help each other even if he is strong in empty hand.

In addition to the mang killing sabre, of course there are other weapons in Ye Feng's storage ring, but the level of those weapons is too low.

Since Ye Feng's body cultivation level was promoted to divine courage, only one mang killing knife in his hand is barely suitable for use. Other low-level weapons will break with a little force.

"Ha ha... Why don't you cut me? Aren't you strong?"

Huan Jue laughed and held the black dragon mace in his hand. He felt comfortable and proud.

Qi Lao, who was watching the war, also smiled at this time.

Although Huan Jue suffered a little injury just now, this injury is nothing for his physical cultivation.

As long as you can make the childe angry, this is a big deal.

"Kneel down and knock your head three times, then call grandpa three times, and then offer the murderous moon personally. I can spare you from dying."

"Otherwise, you can't get out of the abyss."

Huan Jue sneered repeatedly. The attack in his hand was more and more sharp. The black dragon mace turned into a dark shadow. Each move was a direct killing move to take the key of Ye Feng.

On the other hand, Ye Feng could only avoid it. He didn't dare to fight back at all. He was very embarrassed.

"Dang -"

Suddenly, a crisp sound came, accompanied by a sound like glass breaking.

While Ye Feng kept dodging, Huan Jue changed his move. The black dragon mace no longer attacked Ye Feng, but suddenly cut on the back of the mang killing knife.

Originally, this celestial level spirit weapon was scarred and had many cracks. It was severely cut by the black dragon mace, and immediately broke into countless pieces.

Looking at the broken knife in his hand, Ye Feng only felt his heart dripping blood.

Sha mang Dao is the only weapon he can hold. Now it's broken. How can we fight again?

Can we only use a sword?

But the sword technique can only work if it is driven by Yuan force.

If you fight with Huan Jue with a sword, you'll be hurt by the sword. As for the demon emperor's divine bow, it is a sharp weapon for long-distance sneak attack. At this time, it is to deliver vegetables.

In a dilemma.

What should I do?

"Hey, hey... Boy, today is your time to die! Kill you, beauty, Yuan Mai, all belong to me. Die!"

Huan Jue smiled insidiously. The black dragon mace took the wind and turned into countless residual shadows. It came straight from Ye Feng's face.

Losing weapons means losing the ability to fight back. Even if you are invincible for a while, you can't last long.

"No, I still have something in my hand!"

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly had a flash in his mind and seemed to think of something.

Then, there was a flash of black light, and a black short stick had appeared in his hand.

This black short staff looks nothing special. It's not like a weapon. Instead, it's more like a fire burning staff commonly used by ordinary farmers to stir up fire.

"Why, take out a fire burning stick to fight against my black dragon mace?"

Huan Jue saw it and couldn't help laughing. The black dragon mace strengthened and hit Ye Feng head on.

Of course, he wouldn't think that Ye Feng could take out any decent magic weapon. It's very good to have a heavenly level spirit weapon next to him with each other's strength and background.

Not far away from the scene of Qi Lao, he couldn't help shouting: "childe, Ye Feng is dead this time."

Others don't know the power of the black dragon mace. As a close guard of huanjue, he can't know better.

This holy weapon is a weapon specially made for Huan Jue by the master of Huan family who has searched all the major weapon refining masters in the Shenwu mainland.

There are not a few holy weapons of heaven rank broken by black dragon mace.

Huan Jue can be called the strongest young generation of tiandaomen, largely because of this reason.

How dare you compete with the black dragon mace with just a fire burning stick?

Qi Lao seemed to have seen the picture that Ye Feng's short stick was directly smashed into his head after being cut off by the black dragon mace. He was excited.

"Xiao Feng..."

Murderous moon was also very nervous when she saw this scene. She shouted and rushed up.

But he was stopped by Qi Lao.

Seeing the black dragon mace hit, Ye Feng showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth. Then he poured his strength into the short staff and waved it fiercely.

"Dang -"

The short staff and the black dragon mace collided with each other and made a loud noise like a bell.

A strange scene happened.

As soon as the two blades touched, the short stick in Ye Feng's hand not only didn't break, but made a "buzzing" sound.

The black dragon mace in huanjue's hand "clicked", and the black mace body cracked like a spider's web.

Moreover, the huge anti shock force generated after the collision of the two soldiers directly shattered the palm bones of huanjue. The black dragon mace was no longer stable and flew out sideways.

"This..."

Huan Jue retreated a few steps and looked at the short stick in Ye Feng's hand with a frightened face, as if he couldn't believe it.

This thing in Ye Feng's hand is the nameless short stick he got inadvertently at the beginning.

The short iron bar with no amazing appearance also has no grade. It can't see what material it is made of. It's not gold or wood. It's very inconspicuous.

However, this short iron bar can become quite heavy under the instillation of strength.

When Ye Feng's cultivation was low, he defeated many strong people with this nameless short staff many times. Only with his cultivation becoming stronger and stronger, and more and more spirit tools in his hand, he has been hidden in the mysterious space and has not been used.

If Huan Jue had not forced him to do nothing today, Ye Feng might not remember that he still had such an insignificant weapon.

"Young master, are you okay?"

Old Qi was so frightened that he gave up blocking and killing the God moon and flew to Huan Jue.

Huan Jue shook his head, turned his head and looked at the black dragon mace falling aside, his face as gray as death.

He never thought that he would be defeated by the other party.

"Huan Jue, you go. I won't kill you."

Although he defeated huanjue, Ye Feng had no joy in his heart.

Without the special geographical advantage of wushenyuan, he could never be the opponent of huanjue.

To put it bluntly, cultivation is still too low. In front of real experts, they are penniless.

"Go? How can it be... Ye Feng, I said today is your death date. If you don't die, I won't leave!"

Huan Jue's face took the blame. A cruel smile suddenly appeared at the corners of his bloody mouth. He raised his head and ordered Qi Lao: "kill him!"

"Then, take his weapon and give it to me!"