Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Seven Star Sword Qi!"

"Chao's worship actually used his famous and unique skills. It seems that he is really angry. This fool is inexplicable. How can he humiliate a master face to face."

Mo Yixiao's mouth showed a touch of irony and disdain. Looking at Ye Feng was like looking at a dead man.

As soon as you enter the innate world, you become a God. The master of the virtual world has countless levels higher than the innate strength. It can be said that he is the God of God. How can he be humiliated at will?

This boy has a lot of self-confidence... Crazy, it's endless.

A sharp sword with a length of about three feet was gathered at the fingertips of the worshippers in the dynasty, flashing senleng sword Qi, which was no worse than the real mysterious level spirit weapon.

Whew

He didn't give Ye Feng a chance to breathe. The figure swept towards the yard and directly controlled the spirit sword to kill Ye Feng.

The spirit sword gathered by Yuan Li was as fast as lightning. It ignored space and time and killed Ye Feng in the twinkling of an eye.

"Flames soar into the sky."

Boom, boom

When Ye Feng's Dantian shrinks and explodes, all his vitality is instilled into the breaking knife. Yuan Li is more like a towering River breaking the embankment. Together with his body strength, his robes are hunting, his black hair is flying, and his bones are making a crackling sound explosion at the moment.

"Broken!"

After a furious drink, he was like a beast out of the cage. With a long knife, the void broke, and the fiery red blade cut open the space like a withered and decadent, and fiercely hit the three foot spirit sword.

There was a dull explosion everywhere, and the whole Chuang Tzu was shaking like an earthquake at the moment.

The three foot spirit sword trembled like a poisonous snake, and the Spirit Light puffed. The sword Qi power burst out from the sword body tore Ye Feng's mouth, and his skin was also scratched with blood marks. In an instant, Ye Feng was shrouded in blood light.

However, the injury and bleeding did not make Ye Feng's body shrink a step.

He is like an old plum, proud and clanking, in full bloom against the sword.

The gap in realm cultivation is still too big. Although most of the powers are played, they can fight the virtual realm master with five innate hard skills, but they are still reluctant.

Miso

The earth under his feet could not help breaking, and the figure retreated violently until it retreated to the collapsed wall, which was finally a sword blow to the worship.

"Incredibly... Resist?"

Mo Yixiao took a breath of air conditioning and looked at Ye Feng like a monster.

He knew the power of the sword worshipped by the Ming Dynasty, which was people's martial arts at the bottom of the box. Since such martial arts were used, it also said that the worship of the Ming Dynasty had gone all out, and there was no intention of mercy at all.

However, Ye Feng, who was born with five weights and only 16 years old, still took it down, which shocked Mo Yixiao.

Before he could recover from his surprise, he sent a sword to the worship again.

Ye Feng's body shook and his veins burst, and the blood god armor began to absorb the energy contained in Qi and blood.

"Ah!"

After a roar, his steps suddenly accelerated, and the last strength erupted. He shook wildly, and the broken knife in his hand collided with the sword, which was deafening.

This time, he fought back with all his strength. After all, the three foot spirit sword was not a real xuanjie spirit weapon. He couldn't stand the attack of Ye Feng's broken knife several times. After a while, his vitality collapsed and the three foot long sword turned into nothingness.

Ye Feng was also physically overdrawn. His figure retreated more than ten steps and his face was pale.

Gudu gudu

He took a long breath and relaxed the elixir of Lihuo Linglian left in all his limbs and bones. In an instant, he gathered and swam away all his limbs and bones, which brought new energy to Ye Feng and made his face ruddy in an instant.

Boom, boom

His strength is rising rapidly, and his state is also rising. He has directly rushed to the mid-term state of the congenital quintuple, and is still rising. The yuan forces in his body are gathering more and more.

The worship under the golden mask showed a trace of shock in his eyes.

This boy is really weird. He seems to have recovered enough combat power in such a short time.

There were only a few breaths in time. Even under these breaths, he might not be able to condense into a three foot spirit sword as before, and burst out "Seven Star Sword Qi" again.

At this moment, Ye Feng's internal medicine power turns into yuan power and hardens his body. This medicine power can only be stimulated from the muscles, bones, skin and membrane of his body under great pressure. Therefore, every time he fights with an expert, he can make great progress and improve his cultivation.

Sensing that his strength was slowly accumulating back, Ye Feng smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth, allowed the blood to flow from countless subtle wounds cut by the sword gas just now, took a big step forward, and looked squarely at the eyes of worship.

The worship of the dynasty is obviously a virtual realm master. The realm is beyond Ye Feng's weight, but under Ye Feng's eyes, there is a feeling of being despised.

It was as if the young man opposite looked at himself, not a master level master, but an ordinary opponent.

Ye Feng understood that the other party's attack had almost gone all out. If the other party's strength was three points stronger, it would definitely hurt his own foundation, but the other party's attack was followed by himself, and his cultivation broke through, and he just didn't reach the limit.

In other words, the master of virtual realm in front of him has no need to be afraid.

"Master Xu Jing... Ha ha..." after murmuring a few words, Ye Feng turned to a big laugh. In the laughter, his voice was quite happy, "but so!"

The laughter seemed to be full of some kind of pride, but it fell in the ears of the worship in the dynasty, but it was particularly harsh, which contained a thick contempt.

The worshiper became angry with shame. He didn't kill the boy for two consecutive moves, but was ridiculed and despised by him, which made him very humiliated.

The killing intention in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

In a short while, Ye Feng gradually approached the late stage of congenital quintuple. He only needs another war and should be able to break through again.

He raised his eyes and looked at the worship of the dynasty, with a strong sense of war in his eyes. Holding the broken knife, he stepped forward and stood right in front of the worship of the dynasty. The long knife pointed to the cold voice, "give you another chance, now, get out!"

Mo Yixiao and Chao looked at Ye Feng. Unexpectedly, he would take the initiative to provoke again.

This, this is your mother. It's speechless.

"Boy, you are really beyond the expectation of this offering." a sneer appeared at the corners of the offering mouth, and then moved forward a few steps, looked at Ye Feng three feet apart, and said in a deep voice, "over time, you may become a great weapon. Maybe you want to stimulate me and take the opportunity to break through, but are you really arrogant enough to stop me from killing?"

Before the words fell, his palms were folded, his body exuded towering majesty, and his vitality collapsed around him.

In an instant, it seemed that a sword shadow appeared in the sacrificial body of Chao, incarnated as a sharp sword. The sword Qi rushed into the sky, and a cold sword shadow appeared in his hand.

Mo Yixiao, who was hiding behind him, felt his skin as painful as being scratched by a knife. He was shocked by the sharp sword.

Ye Feng also contracted his pupils and felt the power of worship at the moment.