The Martial Emperor-level warrior took action, with vast and unpredictable power, and blocked the space near Ye Feng, making it impossible for him to escape.
"King Ming's Demon-Suppressing Seal!"
Ye Feng snorted coldly, and the shadow of King Ming's golden Buddha appeared behind him. A big hand reached into the sky, and he clenched a fist with five fingers and punched it out.
"I don't know, the Supreme Elder is a Martial Emperor, but he is only in the early stage of Martial King." One of the elders in Shuiyue Cave Heaven said with a sneer.
However, in Ye Feng's dictionary, there is no such thing as sitting back and waiting for death. Even if he knows he is defeated, he will still fight hard.
The Martial Emperor level powerhouse has already stepped onto the level of Taoism. Even if Ye Feng thinks that he can cross a great realm to compete with the Martial Emperor, there is still a big gap between him and the Martial Emperor.
Fists and palms struck each other, and the opponent's big hand condensed with Gang Qi instantly broke the Mingwang Demon Subduing Seal cleanly. Ye Feng's body trembled, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He flew backwards and crashed into a wall, and the earth and stone were thrown away.
It collapsed and submerged him.
"Luo Huacheng, that old man, took action so quickly?"
At the same time, the two powerful Martial Emperors from the Liu family and Qi family also sensed the violent fluctuations of vitality coming from the Shuiyue Mansion.
"It's a pity. The young man named Ye seems to have developed extraordinary magical powers. He may have had another adventure."
The powerful Martial Emperors from the two great families did not show up, and they all communicated with each other through their spiritual thoughts.
The reason why a young boy from the younger generation can induce these old guys who have been accumulated for many years to appear together is because the value of magical power is immeasurable!
Except for those overlord-level forces that dominate a large region, ordinary sects and aristocratic families generally only have one or two kinds of inheritance of magical powers, and the vast majority of forces do not even have a method of practicing magical powers.
From this, we can see how valuable magical powers are.
If there is one more magical power, it will undoubtedly greatly enhance the strength of the sect and the family.
"As expected of a Martial Emperor-level warrior, I'm still too weak..."
Ye Feng grinned and pushed away the stone that was pressing on his body. Ye Feng felt as if all the muscles and bones in his body were broken, and he could feel the sharp pain of tearing his internal organs while breathing.
"Hand over the magical powers you have cultivated, and I will decide to spare your life." Supreme Elder Luo Hua stood in mid-air, with his white beard and hair fluttering in the wind, giving him an air of immortality.
However, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth and he said: "Before this, I was still your guest in Shuiyue Cave, and in the blink of an eye you took action against me. Do you think I will still believe every word you say?
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As he spoke, Ye Feng pushed his palms into the air, and his strong true energy spurted out, condensing into the shape of a golden dragon with teeth and claws, and roared towards Luo Huacheng in the air.
"Little tricks."
Luo Huacheng's face was expressionless, and with a flick of his finger, the Gangqi turned into a sword, and instantly chopped the golden dragon shape into powder.
"Buzz!"
But at this moment, a big hand that covered the sky fell from the sky, shrouding Luo Huacheng's figure under the palm.
"Chichichi..."
A thick sword gang passed through the air, splitting open the golden hand that covered the sky and the sun. Luo Huacheng walked up in the air without being hurt.
"The Fudo Ming King Sutra is indeed extraordinary, and the dragon-capturing master is not in vain." There was a sparkle in his old, cloudy eyes, and he could not help but laugh in admiration.
At this moment, he saw Ye Feng leaping away, spreading his body skills, and running away as fast as possible towards the outside of Shuiyue Mansion.
"Young man, you can't escape. Everyone, listen to my orders and capture him!" Luo Huacheng did not pursue him. Because of the Yunxiao Festival, a large number of Shuiyuedongtian masters gathered in this mansion, so in
In his opinion, Ye Feng cannot escape even if he has wings.
The moment Ye Feng leaped away, all the elders around Luo Qiuwen moved in unison and surrounded Ye Feng.
Luo Qiu asked, while Luo Shuiyue and Yue Mufeng stood there with wry smiles on their expressions.
"Qiu Wen, as the headmaster, you must put the overall situation first!" Luo Huacheng looked up, with displeasure in his tone.
"Yes!" Luo Qiu asked. He did not dare to neglect this powerful Martial Emperor who protected the sect.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Seeing several elders who had cultivated themselves as Martial Emperors surrounding him from all directions, Ye Feng roared angrily, made seals with both hands, and twin Yangs appeared above his head.
"ah!……"
An elder relied on the fact that he was a powerful Martial Emperor, so he underestimated the enemy. When he reached out to grab Ye Feng, his palms were dripping with blood and his skin was melted by the sun's fairy light.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Feng jumped up and broke through the encirclement. As for the many martial arts masters and warriors at the martial king level who crowded in front of the mansion's gate, it was impossible to stop him.
"Shuiyue Dongtian, I, Ye Feng, will remember what happened today!"
With the double sun above his head, Ye Feng quickly rushed to the gate of the mansion. Wherever the sun's fairy light shone, everyone had to retreat. Some of those who rushed forward forcefully screamed again and again when they were hit by the sun's fairy light.
Death means injury.
"You can't leave."
As a powerful Martial Emperor, Luo Huacheng's attainments in martial arts were beyond Ye Feng's imagination. As soon as he took one step forward, his figure was like a bolt of lightning, and he appeared in front of the mansion gate in an instant, stopping Ye Feng.
"Do you have to force me to fight to the death?" Ye Feng's eyes flashed with cold light, and his voice was as cold as thousand-year-old frost.
"What a wild and unruly young man, but with King Wu's cultivation, he dared to be so arrogant in the face of Emperor Wu, and even had murderous intentions."
At the top of an attic in the distance, Ming Lao, who had been ordered to look at the scene happening in Shuiyue Mansion, was also filled with sighs and admiration for Ye Feng's expression.
Even among the Shen Sect of Dongzhou, although some geniuses far surpass Ye Feng in terms of cultivation ability, their character cannot be compared with Ye Feng.
"Good talents and beautiful jade also need to be polished to have higher value." Ming Lao stroked his hair and beard and smiled, but was not in a hurry to save Ye Feng.
Because whether it is Shuiyue Dongtian or the powerful Martial Emperors of the Qi family and Liu family, their purpose is to cultivate the magical power that Ye Feng has.
So before they get this magical power, they will not kill Ye Feng.
"Bang!"
In front of the gate of Shuiyue Mansion, Ye Feng used the Nine Yang Seal to start a duel with Luo Huacheng, the powerful Emperor of the Martial Arts. The moment they made contact, Ye Feng's figure flew out again, and he felt his head spin for a while.
Putting aside the gap between the two great realms, there is still the most essential difference between King Wu and Emperor Wu, which is true energy and gang energy.
The inner Qi is condensed to the extreme and transformed into true Qi. The true Qi is condensed to the extreme and sublimated into Gang Qi!
When warriors refine qi, Gang qi is the ultimate qi, and true qi is not comparable to it at all. This is why Ye Feng tried all kinds of methods, but was unable to compete with Luo Huacheng's one and a half moves.
"Behead the Immortal!"
In desperation, Ye Feng could only sacrifice his innate Taoist treasure, and a blazing golden beam of light erupted from the mouth of the gourd, piercing the void. Wherever it passed, all tangible matter was cut off and turned into nothingness.
"What is this?" Everyone was shocked. They did not expect that Ye Feng had hidden other methods besides the magical power of condensing the immortal light of the sun.
Not only the people in Shuiyue Cave, but also Ming Lao who had been watching the battle from a distance were also surprised.
"It's actually an innate Taoist treasure, and it seems to be one of the seven treasure gourds in the ranking of heavenly materials and earthly treasures!" Compared to many people in this world, Ming Lao has a lot of knowledge, and he recognized the origin of the immortal-killing gourd at a glance.
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"roar!"
Luo Huacheng reacted extremely quickly, and his whole body suddenly burst into endless divine light. A vivid unicorn shadow rushed out from his body, facing the immortal-killing divine light ejected from the gourd's mouth.
This unicorn shadow is the magical power cultivated by Luo Huacheng!
"boom!"
The collision of supernatural powers and supernatural powers, and the energy aftermath that burst out was so vast. Dozens of buildings in the Shuiyue Mansion collapsed. Many warriors in Shuiyue Cave had no time to avoid, and were all swept away by the aftermath. Blood spurted out from their mouths, and they were miserable.
The screams are endless.
Luo Huacheng obviously did not expect that the power of the Immortal-Slaying Divine Light would be so powerful. Ye Feng also took advantage of his opportunity to resist the Immortal-Slaying Divine Light and jumped out of the gate of Shuiyue Mansion.
"Haha! Luo Huacheng, you, an old man, actually let this kid escape. In this case, Brother Qi and I will accept this magical power!"
Ye Feng had just escaped from Shuiyue Mansion when two elderly figures suddenly appeared, one of them laughed loudly.
At the same time, Luo Huacheng also rushed out of Shuiyue Mansion, and he almost died of anger when he heard this sentence.
"Three Martial Emperors?"
Ye Feng had a sudden thought in his mind. Even if he thought with his toes, he could guess that the other two powerful Martial Emperors must be from the Liu family and the Qi family.
Among the three powerful Martial Emperors, even if he had the two precious gourds of Immortal Killer and Qingyu, as well as the Nine Yang Seal Technique, War Dragon Transformation and other trump cards, they would be of no use at all.
Just one Luo Huacheng almost made him use all his abilities.
"Huh? Mr. Luo, you are actually injured?" At this moment, the powerful Martial Emperor from the Qi family noticed a trace of blood flowing out of Luo Huacheng's left shoulder.
As soon as these words came out, Luo Huacheng was even more embarrassed. As a strong Martial Emperor, he was actually injured by a junior in the early stage of Martial King. This made him feel shameless and his old face was burning.