Chapter 175 The Collision of Earth-Level Martial Skills
After a long time, the smoke and dust in the sky dissipated, and a figure appeared on the edge of the arena. The iconic black-clothed body was Ye Feng.
But at this moment, under the attack of powerful sonic martial arts, Ye Feng's black suit was completely broken, and was blown away by the violent wind and waves. There was a trace of bright red blood slowly seeping out from both sides of Ye Feng's ears, and there was also a trace of blood at the corners of his mouth.
"Damn! Damn Fatty Liu, fortunately I'm prepared!" The muscles on my face were slightly twisted, and the deafening rumbling sound was still lingering in my ears. Ye Feng cursed secretly.
The power of the lion roar is extremely powerful. When Fatty Liu quickly turned around and opened his mouth, Ye Feng discovered something was wrong. He didn't have time to exert all his strength and quickly bombarded it. Then he quickly formed seals with his hands, forming a water-blue light curtain in his ears, blocking his ears. In this way, Ye Feng was still worried, and the fighting energy in his body was circulating, sealing his ears.
Even so, due to the close-range collision on the front, Ye Feng almost endured most of the energy attacks. The powerful sonic martial art "Lion Roar" not only defeated the broken gold boxing, but also strongly broke Ye Feng's layers of defense. The violent sound wave attack made Ye Feng's eardrum tremble. His ears could not withstand such a powerful attack but still had a trace of blood flowing out, and the ears were even more echoing.
The black clothes on the upper body were completely broken, revealing Ye Feng's thin but strong upper body. After half a year of cultivation, Ye Feng's upper body's muscles were clearly angular. Although he had not cultivated his eight-pack abdominal muscles, he was also extremely strong, which really made the girl disciples shy.
Looking at the miserable appearance of the disciples around him, Ye Feng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself: "It's okay! I saw that the situation was not good, and quickly put my hands back to defend, otherwise it would be miserable."
Thinking of this, Ye Feng was still scared. If he had not defended himself, the situation would be different. A lion roar and a random move could defeat Ye Feng. The sound wave martial arts are indeed unique. This time, he saved Ye Feng with excellent reaction ability.
"I am worthy of being the second young master of the Liu family." He stretched out his left hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. A faint smile appeared on Ye Feng's face, and there was a sarcasm in his words: "Sound wave martial arts are valuable, and such powerful sound wave martial arts are extremely rare!"
Fatty Liu exhaled deeply, his face still full of shock. Others didn't know what happened just now, but Fatty Liu could see clearly that the powerful sound wave and martial arts attacks almost all fell on Ye Feng's body, but they only shattered Ye Feng's black clothes, and then it seemed as if it hit an iron plate, making continuous clanging sounds, causing no damage to Ye Feng's body. Only the powerful energy impact caused Ye Feng's internal organs to be impacted.
"Brother Ye Feng is indeed strong." Fatty Liu's face looked a little ugly, and he was not smiling. The unexpected move did not have the ideal effect, which made it difficult for Fat Liu to be happy.
Ye Feng smiled faintly, stretched out his right hand, bending his finger and gently flicked it. A sharp Dou Qi shot straight into the ancient scabbard behind, clanging! The Dragon Scale Knife trembled suddenly, making a scream, and then quickly soared into the sky.
Holding the Dragon Scale Sword steadily in his right hand, Ye Feng's momentum suddenly changed, and a domineering sword intent emanated from a bang, sweeping across the entire competition arena like a prehistoric beast.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and Fatty Liu's spiritual sense moved. A blood-red long sword appeared on his right hand in an instant. The long sword was covered with serrated teeth, which looked particularly ferocious. Fatty Liu himself, the momentum of the first-level martial spirit, exploded in full swing, resisting Ye Feng's momentum.
Holding the dragon scale knife in his hand, a small vortex of air appeared under Ye Feng's feet. His soles of his feet suddenly kicked the ground. With a bang, Ye Feng's figure flashed rapidly like a cannonball, leaving a afterimage and disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, Ye Feng had already appeared in mid-air, and the golden light burst out on his right hand, and the dragon scale knife was completely trapped in the golden light together, like a golden battle knife, the golden light kept gushing on the blade, and the terrifying golden light emitted a violent and powerful aura. Ye Feng, who flashed in the sky, was extremely dazzling.
Fatty Liu looked gloomy, the blood-colored long sword in his hand quickly raised, and the fighting energy in his body was running wildly, continuously inputting it into the blood-colored long sword.
In the air, the golden light emitted by Ye Feng seemed to have reached its peak. On the blade, there was a golden light three or four feet long, which was constantly squirting. The golden light emitted an extremely sharp and domineering aura as it squirted.
"The third form of the Phantom Sword Technique, Illusion Killing the World!"
Ye Feng shouted loudly, and his muscles suddenly tightened. An extremely terrifying and violent force burst out from his body. The muscles on his right arm were raised high, and he held the dragon scale knife with golden light shining, and finally slashed down.
A golden light fell from the sky, and with its sharp and violent golden tail tore through the air, slashing it hard at Fatty Liu.
Fatty Liu gritted his teeth, and a dazzling blood-red light was emitted from the blood-colored long sword on his right hand. The blood-red Dou Qi kept gushing, and the long sword emitted an extremely ferocious and terrifying aura.
"Ah!" Fatty Liu roared, and the dazzling light on the blood-red long sword surged again, and soon a terrifying blood-red world was formed, and what caught my eye was endless blood-red.
"Blood-colored Purgatory!" With a loud roar, Fatty Liu suddenly slashed out the long sword in his hand. The overwhelming blood-red light was like a blood-colored purgatory, like Shura's purgatory, and rushed towards the terrible golden light in the sky.
Two rays of light filled with extremely terrifying energy dragged their long tails and quickly approached.
"It's another earth-level martial art!"
"What a terrible power!"
"Everyone hide!"
The disciples who were still buzzing in their ears suddenly opened their mouths and shouted in vain. Then they glared at their eyes, quickly stretched out their hands to cover their ears, and at the same time they squatted down quickly, as if the collision of the two rays of light was enough to destroy the world.
The distance between the two energy channels was fleeting in an instant, and the extremely dazzling terrifying golden light collided with the overwhelming blood-red light.
Boom! The sound of a super terrifying and violent collision sound was like a super typhoon of more than ten levels blew up in the center of the collision. The powerful wind emitted was enough to lift a few tons of iron armored rhino flying out.
Bang! This time, the iron pillars around the arena were not spared. A terrifying super wind burst out, instantly bombing the crumbling iron pillars around them.
"Oh my God!" The disciples on the arena around felt their eardrums tremble, and the violent collision sound was deafening. Then what caught my eye was the continuous large iron pillars flying over like thousands of troops. All the disciples on the arena were shocked, and they all reached out to hold their ears and crawled down at the same time.
The violent explosion lasted for half a minute before slowly stopping and calming down.
All the disciples slowly raised their heads and looked at the center of the battle arena.
"What a terrible battle."
Suddenly, all the disciples gasped, and a large deep pit with a diameter of four or five feet above the center of the arena was covered with gravel.
Fatty Liu used the low-level martial arts "Blood Purgatory" of the earth-level martial arts. All the disciples had seen it in the battle a year ago, but the power it showed from Fatty Liu was even more amazing. The blood Purgatory used by Wu Wenqiu is a witch compared to the big witch.
Ye Feng used the third style of the Phantom Sword Technique "Illusion Killing the World". According to the first move "Illusion Broken Wild Mountain" is at the level of the Xuan-level. Each move behind is stronger than the previous move. Illusion Killing the World can be said to be comparable to the Earth-level martial arts. Even compared to Fatty Liu's "Blood-colored Purgatory" can be said to not fall below the level. Furthermore, after the addition of Ye Feng's extremely terrifying power, the power of the Illusion Killing the World is extremely terrifying.
The collision of two local martial arts shows an extremely dazzling color, and such terrible power shocks everyone.
"This is the collision of earth-level martial arts!" All the outer disciples took a deep breath, swallowed with difficulty, and stared blankly at the big deep pit in the arena.
Not only the outer disciples, but few people have seen the collision of earth-level martial arts skills in the Qingyun Sect. In the Qingyun Sect, the Xuan-level martial arts are relatively popular. As for earth-level martial arts, except for a few people, most disciples can only meet but hard to find.
A figure slowly landed from the sky. Ye Feng held the dragon scale knife in his hand, his face turned slightly pale. He opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood. There were many fine scars on his upper body. Blood continued to seep out from the wound, dyeing Ye Feng's body red.
Bang! Ye Feng gently fell on the edge of the deep pit, and fine dust was rolled up on the ground.
"Blood-colored purgatory, it's really powerful! But I'm no longer the same as before!" Ye Feng reached out to wipe the blood from his mouth, and looked into the pit with his eyes.
"Come out! This little injury won't kill you."
A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and Ye Feng spoke lightly.
In the deep pit, puff puff puff! All the gravels flew, and a fat body slowly climbed up from countless gravels.
Boom! His big feet stepped on the pile of gravels, and his body shot up like a ball, landed heavily on the edge of the deep pit on the other side. It was Fatty Liu. But at this moment, Fatty Liu was a little miserable, his clothes were torn, revealing his big belly full of fat, his body was green and purple, his body was covered in wounds, and there were many places where he was bleeding.
"Ye Feng! I admit that I underestimated you!" Fatty Liu stared at Ye Feng, and suddenly laughed ferociously. After laughing, he said viciously: "A mere peak martial artist can force me to use all my strength. As an outer disciple, you are the first one."
After saying that, Fatty Liu roared, the aura of the first-level martial spirit burst out in full swing, and a powerful aura was emitted all over his body.
Crack! There seemed to be a sound of breaking through the shackles in his body, and a more powerful aura slowly emanated.