World Wide Martial Art

"He alone killed twenty eight-star peaks in the Phantom Demon King's Court. Si Tu"

"In that battle, the Phantom Demon Clan's strong men were terrified to be killed. Even though the Great Ming Sword Saint was later captured by the Phantom Demon King, the Phantom Demon Clan remained quiet for three years."

"During these three years, they didn't even dare to bully the human race, because they were worried that another Great Ming Sword Saint would appear in the human race and set off a bloody storm."

Da Xuanyun sighed, with stars in her eyes.

She was already the Night King of the Night Meteorite Organization at that time, but she still respected the deeds of the Great Ming Sword Saint.

This also means that Da Xuanyun has always recognized the human race and regarded herself as a part of the human race.

When Ye Yun was doing things, Da Xuanyun rarely assassinated the human race. Even if she did, it was a heinous crime and a person who was in cahoots with the demons.

"This Great Ming Sword Saint is not bad."

Just then, Ye Feng's voice sounded above the sky.

Da Xuanyun and Zhou Ji looked up and saw Ye Feng standing in the air, staring at the direction of the entrance of the Demon Cave.

"Look." Ye Feng waved his hand, and a ray of starlight fell, turning into a mirror in the air. In the mirror, the Great Ming Sword Saint held a star blade, and the sword light seemed to cut the sun and the moon. With his own strength, he suppressed tens of thousands of Phantom Demon warriors and couldn't raise their heads. The cold sword light shocked all directions. "This swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary. At least in the disordered world, it should be regarded as the best swordsmanship." Ye Feng chuckled. "Master Alliance Leader, this senior has been controlled by the demons for decades. His realm seems to be declining. I don't know..." Zhou Ji looked at Ye Feng hesitantly. "Don't worry, I can take care of his injuries. The injuries of these 40,000 cultivators can all be cured." "Great!" Zhou Ji clapped his fist, very excited. 40,000 cultivators, this is a very powerful force, which is indispensable to the human race today. "Look, these Phantom Demons can't hold on for long." Ye Feng smiled indifferently and pointed to the mirror. In the mirror, 40,000 human cultivators joined the battle, and the army of the Phantom Demon Clan was completely defeated.

They jumped around and were in a mess, but they couldn't escape at all.

Even on all human beings, there was a layer of armor condensed by the power of the stars to protect them.

This armor is indestructible. Even if the weapons of the eight-star Phantom Demon Clan hit it, it would only cause cracks on the armor and could not hurt the people protected by the armor.

"Is this the work of the Lord Alliance Leader?"

Zhou Ji looked up at Ye Feng in surprise.

"Of course, who else can do this except him."

Da Xuanyun looked at Ye Feng and curled her lips. With such powerful power and so rational, this person is really powerful and terrible.

Maybe Ye Feng really has the possibility to lead the human race to restore the glory of the ancient times and destroy all these cruel and tyrannical damn demons.

"This battle will end soon. The two of you will come here to see me with someone you can talk to."

Ye Feng waved his hand and instructed Da Xuanyun and the others.

"Yes."

Zhou Ji responded respectfully.

An hour later, the battle finally ended. All the demons in the Demon Cave were tied up and piled together.

Chao Jian, Xuan Yu, Elder Wu, and the Great Sword Saint of Ming Dynasty, led by Zhou Ji, met Ye Feng.

"You did a good job. There were no casualties in this battle. Very good."

Ye Feng looked at Chao Jian and the other two and nodded slightly.

"It was Senior Ye who protected us, otherwise we couldn't take these guys down."

Chao Jian shook his head. He knew that with the strength of his people, it was a foolish dream to have no casualties and capture all the Phantom Demons alive.

If Ye Feng had given them strength and protected them with the Star Armor, they would have died long ago.

"Senior Ye Feng, you are a saint, right?"

The Great Sword Saint of Ming Dynasty looked at Ye Feng with burning eyes and couldn't help asking in a trembling voice.

His lifelong pursuit was to break through the realm and become a saint.

For this reason, he had been in seclusion for many years, which led to his failure to protect the sect in time when it was in danger, causing the sect to be destroyed.

170,000 people from Yongri Sect were all killed by the Phantom Demon Clan. This is the pain that cannot be healed in the heart of the Sword Saint of Ming Dynasty.

Even though he rushed into the Phantom Demon King's Court regardless of everything and was determined to die, he was eventually captured by the Phantom Demon King and thrown into the Demon Cave as a puppet of the Demon Clan for more than ten years. He still felt guilty for the death of his disciples.

Although he has regained his freedom now, the Sword Saint of Ming Dynasty has become heartless. Only the Saint is the only light left in his heart.

Ye Feng's strength is far above that of the Sword Saint of Ming Dynasty. He concluded that Ye Feng must be a Saint, the Saint who can fight the Demon King in the legend!

"You don't have to call me senior, you are the senior."

"Of course, I am not a Saint either."

Ye Feng looked at the Sword Saint of Ming Dynasty and smiled and shook his head.

"Not a saint?"

The Sword Saint of the Ming Dynasty was startled, and the enthusiasm on his face faded. He stared at Ye Feng in disbelief and murmured: "It's impossible. If you are not a saint, how can you have such strength?"

"My realm is even higher than that of a saint."

"What realm is that?"

The Sword Saint of the Ming Dynasty widened his eyes. In addition to being shocked, he also found that everyone here, except him, was not surprised at all.

"They already knew about this, and only I met this Ye Feng for the first time..."

The Sword Saint of the Ming Dynasty rolled his throat and suddenly became a little nervous. A realm above a saint?

He almost gave everything to become a saint. After countless years of hard training, he still failed to break this desperate barrier.

But Ye Feng claims that he is not a senior. He is not as old as himself, but he has become a being above the saint...

"Indeed, the Saint Realm alone cannot achieve this step."

The Sword Master of the Ming Dynasty couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he thought of the star armor on everyone's bodies and the blessing power they received in the previous battle.

"My level doesn't matter because it's not convenient for me to take action."

Ye Feng shook his head, "There is a more powerful force in this disordered world, not just the devil or the devil."

"If I attack with all my strength, they may be aware of it, and then the human race will be completely destroyed."

"this……"

The Ming Sword Master was stunned. He opened his mouth, but felt that his mouth was dry and he could not speak.

After learning about Ye Feng's strength, the Sword Master of the Ming Dynasty was saddened by his own circumstances, but he was also happy for the human race.

After all, with the emergence of such a powerful being, the human race's status and living environment can be improved, and they can even become the masters of the disordered world again and destroy these damn demons.

It's a pity that Ye Feng can't take action, and in the disordered world, there are powers beyond the demon king and even the devil watching the human race.

The human race has no hope of standing again, and can only gradually walk away in despair, facing the fate of destruction.

"You don't have to despair. The human race is currently in decline, but it won't always be like this."

Ye Feng saw that the Ming Sword Master was in an unstable state of mind, and comforted him: "The human race has extraordinary potential, and the achievements it can achieve are beyond imagination. You must have confidence."