Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Watching Ye Feng dodge his attack with a ghostly speed, Zhou Yuexian was also itchy with anger, and an angry flame appeared in her eyes.

Unfortunately, she was seriously injured and couldn't give full play to her strength. It was even harder to catch up with Ye Feng. She could only curse a few times in her heart.

"Little, do you want to consume like this?"

"Then you've made a wrong calculation. If you continue to dodge and escape, aunt, I'll kill the disciples of Xingxiang temple..."

Zhou Yuexian's words forced Ye Feng to stop moving.

Now the other party is strong. If you choose to fight hard, it will be very disadvantageous to yourself.

In particular, the strange fire is restrained by the spirit fan, and the product level of the moon burning Sabre is too low. Once you can't resist the bombardment of the medium and high-grade spirit sword in Zhou Yuexian's hands, it is very likely to break directly into a waste ware.

The pure light in Ye Feng's eyes flickered continuously, and felt the kind of "trick succeeded" smile on Zhou Yuexian's face. Suddenly, his eyes coagulated slightly, as if he thought of something, and his body was illusory again. The yuan force in his body was shocked, and a strong wind suddenly came under his feet. On the battlefield, three Ye Feng appeared in an instant, each with a strong yuan force fluctuation, and rushed towards Zhou Yuexian.

Ye Feng's performance at this time is the separation technique of Kunpeng's nine day body method. It can be divided into two parts. Each part has the strength of one or two layers of Ye Feng's body.

However, at this time, Ye Feng did not focus on improving the strength of his separation, but gave up the improvement of his separation combat power and made every effort to speed up the speed of the two separation.

In this way, even with Zhou Yuexian's eyesight, it is difficult to tell which one is Ye Feng's real body.

She saw three extremely fast black shadows coming, and she couldn't tell who was true and who was false, which made her angry and anxious.

"Dark soul sword, kill!"

Zhou Yuexian's cloudy face turned pale again for a few minutes, bit her teeth, and cut two eyes with extremely dark eyes, which were three figures with exactly the same shape and breath fluctuation.

With the continuous infusion of the little yuan force left in her body, a deep black awn appeared again on the dark long sword in her hand. The strong sword intention fluctuated and a circle of spiritual fluctuations erupted with the sword.

Zhao Qiankun on his side also completely stimulated Yuan Li, and his high-level martial arts skills were condensed on the bloody feather fan in his hand.

Facing the true and false three virtual shadows, the two can only use a wide range of indiscriminate attacks.

Otherwise, once the judgment is wrong and contaminated by "different fire", it will be a disaster.

The dark sword shadow that annihilated all the vitality rolled down with three fast approaching figures.

The fatal breath of the sword shadow and the great oppression on the spirit shocked Ye Feng.

However, with the help of the quickness of the body method, Ye Feng avoided the double attack from an extremely tricky angle.

It can damage the body and soul of the warrior at the same time. The double cultivation of magic and martial arts in the mourning palace is really hard to prevent.

Under the fierce attack of Zhou Yuexian's powerful move, the two separated bodies were instantly hit and torn by the soul cutting sword shadow. In front of them, only Ye Feng's body was left.

"Look where you can escape!"

Zhou Yuexian's face was crazy and ferocious, and her breath was strong and weak, just like taking a roller coaster.

Two large-scale attacks cost the elders of the king's territory of the soul losing palace a lot of energy.

As for Zhao Qiankun, who was a dead man beside her, it doesn't matter. Desperate, he exudes a more frightening and fierce atmosphere.

Even the virtual shadow of Datura magic flower on his head bloomed again.

And this time, with the blessing of "blood colored feather fan", the power revealed on this gorgeous giant flower began to "miso" rise sharply with the naked eye, and soon reached the middle and late stage of the ninth virtual environment.

The strong breath makes everyone present run yuan force to resist the magic suppression emitted by the enchanting giant flowers.

It's... Breathtaking.

"Younger martial brother ye..."

Xuanjing, who was sitting in the center of the disciples of the astrology temple, recovered a little after a while of breathing regulation and taking the elixir.

Her eyes locked tightly on Ye Feng, who was one against two, and her beautiful eyes revealed deep concern, especially when she saw Zhao Qiankun's change at the moment.

There is no doubt that this is not what Zhao Qiankun can achieve.

It must be the elder of the king's territory of the mourning palace who just instilled the "golden elixir of martial spirits" into Zhao Qiankun's body, which contributed to Zhao Qiankun's ability. It is conceivable that Ye Feng, who is so close to them, is under great pressure.

In the two battlefields under the night sky, the situation of the strong in the king's territory has become very clear.

Because Zhou Yuexian and Youqing were killed and injured, the new force duantianming and the heavenly level spirit beast qingluan suppressed the nether world of the elder of the moon demon sect, showing a great momentum of victory. Before long, the elder of the demon sect will be overwhelmed.

As for Wang Po, facing the pink middle-aged beautiful woman in the mourning palace, although Wang Po had exhausted his strength and was seriously injured, he still had the upper hand with the strength of "broken artistic conception".

His silver spear was dazzling in the moonlight, which made people unable to open their eyes. The thunderous gun potential made the pink middle-aged beautiful woman in danger. He could only reluctantly resist the attack of the gun with the help of the octagonal shield on his side.

If you are careless, you may be assassinated by Wang Po.

"Elder Wang Po and elder Duan Tianming are in a good situation. As long as I can hold on for a moment, the two powerful kings of the demon sect will be defeated, and the situation will be reversed and the two sects will be eliminated in one fell swoop..."

After observing from the corner of his eye, Ye Feng made a decisive judgment.

Full of killing eyes, he stared at Zhou Yuexian and a cold smile hung from the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's body approached quickly, and his violent Qi burst out at this moment. The yuan force in his body was also released without scruples.

"Escape?"

"Did I say I wanted to run away? Whoever runs away is a coward!"

The low and angry roar suddenly rang through Zhou Yuexian's ears. Ye Feng's body was filled with golden light, like a golden bell, covering his whole body. Zhou Yuexian's several linglie swords didn't fly with blood as expected after cutting the golden bell shield. On the contrary, there was a clear sound of gold and iron, and sparks burst out.

When he completely bullied Zhou Yuexian, Ye Feng's right fist after accumulating strength was bombarded with thunder.

"Zhengong thunder fist!"

A fist with purple thunder arc surged out.

Zhou Yuexian flashed a thrill in her eyes.

In a hurry, the dark long sword in her hand reversed and stood horizontally to protect her body. The fist strength that Ye Feng shot down was a hard blow on the body of the dark soul sword