Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"You... A hundred deaths are not enough for atonement."

Peng Yue was filled with endless anger.

The more amazing the strength of the young man in front of him, the more determined he was to kill him.

Peng Yue had a faint feeling in his heart that if he could not kill him today, he might bring endless future trouble to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty in the future.

"Old three, tie the lion to me! Even if you die, you will give me more than ten breath!" Peng Yue burst into a drink.

Under his furious roar, the thin young man clenched his teeth and swallowed a pill, and his breath suddenly expanded.

With a solemn look, he turned and ran towards the flaming lion king.

Peng Yue showed a cruel and unusual killing intention in his eyes. At this moment, he can't take care of it anymore. He tries his best to kill Ye Feng in the shortest time.

"The poisonous dragon breaks the air to kill!"

A sword was stabbed out, the shadow of the sword flickered, and the momentum was terrible. A sword awn several meters long roared at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's eyes were cold. "Kunpeng nine days" was used to the extreme. He tried his best to dodge. While dodging, he had worn the blood god armor on his body.

Although he avoided the frontal attack of the sword, it was only the residual wave that escaped, which still shook Ye Feng, and his body was overturned by the strong yuan force.

The cultivation gap between Ye Feng and Peng Yue is too obvious. In addition, Peng Yue can easily have the ability to challenge more levels. This gap is difficult to make up with talent and martial arts.

"Is that all?" Peng Yue smiled coldly, his whole body's cold killing intention almost condensed into essence, suffocating.

"The poisonous dragon kills the soul."

He was determined to kill, roared and cut down with a sword.

The golden spirit sword cleaved down from the air, and a terrible sword wave jumped out wildly.

The surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by invisible force, and the dark golden sword awn, which was terrible and powerful, fell rapidly towards the top of Ye Feng's head. This sword not only attacked fiercely, but also shot like electricity, blocking Ye Feng's retreat.

He made up his mind to kill the boy in front of him when he was overturned by the sword Qi just now and his steps were unstable.

"Flames soar to the sky!"

Ye Feng frowned and his body was slightly on one side. At the same time, when the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, the whole figure jumped up in the air and fell with a knife from top to bottom.

In this knife, Ye Feng once again used the power of artistic conception, and at the same time stimulated a fire yuan essence, the power of breaking out, not under the six or seven heavy master of ordinary congenital.

"Boom!"

There was a roar in the air, and the black and red flames rolled up and collided with the dark golden sword.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two muffled sounds, Ye Feng and Peng Yue were shaken out at the same time.

Ye Feng was protected by the blood god armor. At the moment of the dark golden sword light and his body, a red armor rose to isolate most of the sword light damage. However, on the arms and thighs, where the blood god armor body could not be protected, blood was inevitably left, such as the baby's open mouth.

On the contrary, Peng Yue was obviously not seriously injured, but his face was a little blue, and his body retreated more than ten feet one after another after being shaken by Juli.

His face looked more gloomy.

Ye Feng left him too much shock!

Half a step congenital, take a sword without killing yourself?

Not only did he not die, but he also shook himself back a few steps, which is unthinkable for Peng Yue.

As the first young master under the age of 20 in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, even if he meets a level opponent, he always has no one under him. Peng Yue can easily defeat the five or six innate martial arts with one move.

But now, was forced to such a point by a half step congenital martial artist?

Raised his numb right hand, the mysterious level spirit instrument glowed. Peng Yue's face was so gloomy that he almost shed blood. He said in a cold voice, "good, very good. Half a step was born to take my two swords. Maybe I'm not your opponent in time. Unfortunately, you're not the climate after all, so today, you'll die!"

His whole body was more murderous, and his momentum was earth shaking.

"Come if you have the ability. If you can't kill me today, you won't have any chance in your life." Ye Feng's whole body seemed to become a bloody man. After stabilizing his body, he replied coldly.

At the moment, he was seriously injured. Fortunately, his body was strong enough to be domineering, but he had used the power of artistic conception just now. Next, what would he take to resist Peng Yue's next sword?

Ye Feng can't just rely on his body method to dodge, because he knows that once the other party can't help himself, he will turn to Tang chuxue.

This time, there will be no good luck in domesticating the void beast in the cave.

Therefore, we must entangle Peng Yue, hang the appetite of this powerful expert, and let him have no time to distract himself.

"I don't know what to do!"

Peng Yue looked ferocious and said with a sneer, "if you have the ability, you can take my move again and kill the poisonous dragon!"

When the voice fell, he raised his hand, and the golden spirit sword flew into the air, and spun quickly in the air. It was like changing into a golden whirlwind, setting off a strong wind and waves, and sweeping towards Ye Feng in an instant.

Ye Feng's eyes were as cold as iron.

He knew that if he didn't take it, it would be over.

The other side is really terrible, and its combat power is comparable to that of the congenital eight fold martial arts. It can be imagined that the blow under the rage is powerful.

Glancing at the early Tang snow dozens of feet away, Ye Feng gave an earth shaking roar.

The situation forced him to have any reservations.

With this roar, the set of blood red armor from Li Qingyuan suddenly stabbed back into the depths of Ye Feng's body.

Ye Feng's breath suddenly rose, the blood vessels on his skin trembled, and he actually became like a cyan earthworm, and his body broke out a burst of fried bean like explosion. His height was tall, and countless blood red holy lines poured out from the body surface.

At this moment, Ye Feng feels that his strength has greatly increased, and his speed, agility, defense and so on have all been significantly improved.

Boom

Step out.

"Damn!" seeing that Ye Feng used the "blood god armor" secret method to stimulate his potential in front of his own face, Peng Yue immediately felt full of humiliation, but showed a trace of contempt.

This armor was originally worn by his second brother. He naturally knows the function of blood god armor secret method.

In addition to the amazing defense, the blood god armor can also use blood as the driving energy to draw almost one-third of the martial artist's blood essence once, which improves 100% of the increase of body function and lasts for a incense burning time.

Just the increase of various functions of the body, there will be no change in Qi, Yuan force and spirit.

It looks beautiful, but how powerful can all the functional attributes of a half-step congenital warrior be? Even if the increase is doubled, how can you resist your big killing move?