The gate of the Demonic Immortal Palace is located in the Sun and Moon Valley, and it is the dominant force in this area, so this area is also named after the Sun and Moon Valley.
In all major areas of the Southern Wilderness, except for the Taoist sect headed by the Holy Domain, there are overlord-level forces that dominate one side, and below them there are many first-class sects and martial arts families vying for glory.
In the Sun Moon Valley area, the Shuiyue Cave Sky, the Liu family, the Qi family, and the Cheng family are all first-class forces, while the other sects and aristocratic families, large and small, are not among the first-class forces.
The Liu family in Yunxiao City has been inherited for hundreds of years, and it is quite rich. The ancestor of the Martial Emperor is in charge, and there is also the inheritance of magical powers and unique skills. There are more than a dozen masters who have condensed Qi into Gang level, and two half-step Martial Emperors.
If these two half-step Martial Emperor-level peerless masters can make further progress, the Liu family will become a first-class power second only to the Demon Immortal Palace.
However, Ye Feng, relying on his cultivation level which was not at the level of King Wu, managed to break into the mansion single-handedly. He undoubtedly slapped the Liu family in the face with a crackling sound.
The physical body of the Martial Emperor was at its peak, and his true energy was at its greatest perfection. After activating the War Dragon bloodline, Ye Feng resisted two half-step Martial Emperors. It seemed that everything was in danger, but in fact, his life was not in danger.
He couldn't hurt the two Half-Step Martial Emperors, but it was quite difficult for the other party to hurt him. In addition, the Divine Creation Technique gave him strong Qi and amazing recovery power. If things go on like this, maybe the two Half-Step Emperors would be able to hurt him. Even though Emperor Wu's power was exhausted, he could still be as vigorous as a dragon.
As long as the difference in strength is not too big, Ye Feng is confident that he can compete with others and wear them out alive.
In comparison, Ye Feng was more worried about the situation on Xiaolong's side.
Initially taking on the power of a dragon, reaching the peak of the sixth level, the transformed Xiao Long has fully developed his strength, which is comparable to that of a Half-Step Martial Emperor.
But after all, it is not like Ye Feng, who possesses the heaven-shattering power of creation. Every time you use up one point of dragon power and demonic energy, you will lose one point. Under the siege of more than a dozen top masters of the Qi Condensation Level, once the power is exhausted, , you will be in danger of your life.
After the fight lasted for half an hour, Ye Feng was attacked by the two half-step Martial Emperors and was blown away countless times. The seemingly violent and overbearing attacks fell on him, but he was hit several times every time. Standing up almost unscathed, dusting off the dust, the clouds were clear and the breeze was clear, which made many Liu family masters jump in anger.
"Damn it, this guy has nothing but copper skin and iron bones, he can't even be beaten to death,"
"Both his physical body and Qi have been cultivated to the extreme, but his realm is still at the level of Martial King. If the realms are the same, the two half-step Martial Emperors are probably no match for him,"
The crowd around him whispered. After this battle, Ye Feng's strength really shocked many people. If his realm improves in the future, he will be invincible below the imperial realm. This is by no means an empty talk.
On the other side, nearly half of the Liu family's dozen or so top Qi Condensation Level masters were killed or injured, but Xiaolong's power was also exhausted. He was chased and beaten by the remaining seven or eight masters, and fell into a decline. Precarious.
Ordinarily, with Xiaolong's talent for speed, if he wanted to escape, no one would be able to stop him, but he still refused to retreat, and would fight tooth and nail to contain these masters for Ye Feng.
The head of the Liu family was filled with hatred. There was a Taoist treasure in the clan that required Gang Qi and Tao power to activate. Emperor Wu's ancestor was not here, but a part of the Tao power was still stored in a few pieces of spiritual jade, supplemented by secret techniques. Then you can activate the clan's Taoist treasure to kill the enemy.
This was already the last trump card and means of the Liu family, and they were unwilling to use it unless it was absolutely necessary. However, at this moment, most of the top experts in the family had lost. He gritted his teeth and planned to forcefully use the clan's magic weapon to kill Ye Feng in one fell swoop.
"Master, no, Ye Feng is protected by a Martial Saint-level warrior. Even if he activates the Taoist treasure, it will not help if the Martial Saint-level warrior intervenes," an elder advised.
"Are we just going to let this little beast show off his power in our Liu family?" The head of the Liu family looked ferocious, with murderous intent rising all over his body.
"Don't be impatient," Qing Yizi looked calm at the side.
The head of the Liu family glanced at this disciple from the Taoist sect, and there was a flash of gloom in his eyes. He thought to himself, "Don't be too impatient. Those who died are the mainstays of my Liu family. Of course you can stand and talk without pain." .
"Ye Feng will die today. I, Tsing Yizi, will give you some compensation for the Liu family's losses," Tsing Yizi said, as if he could see what the head of the Liu family was thinking.
After hearing this, Master Liu's expression softened slightly, but his resentment was still lingering in his heart. He said angrily: "Master Qingyi, you said last time that Ye Feng must die, but he is still alive and well."
Qing Yizi frowned and glanced at the head of the Liu family indifferently.
The head of the Liu family was silent, and suddenly felt a little regretful that he must have offended this Taoist disciple just for his quick talk. He was thinking of saying something soft to make up for it, when two figures came from the sky in the distance.
Seeing these two figures, a smile appeared on Qing Yizi's lips.
Ye Feng, who was fighting against two half-step martial emperors, naturally noticed the two people who came unexpectedly. A familiar figure among them suddenly changed his face.
"Little dragon, the wind is blowing hard,"
Using both fists, Ye Feng launched an attack that shocked the two Half-Step Martial Emperors. Ye Feng flew forward again, but with the help of his opponent's strength, he suddenly used the Great Void Escape Technique and broke out straight to the outside of the Liu family's residence.
Outside the Liu family's mansion, many warriors from Yunxiao City came to watch the excitement. It was overwhelming. Seeing Ye Feng in the form of a human dragon charging towards him, the crowd got out of the way and did not dare to stop him.
There were also some ulterior motives who surrounded Ye Feng, seemingly trying to forcefully stop Ye Feng.
"Bang, bang, bang,..."
Pieces of blood mist exploded, and the warriors blocking the road were instantly shattered into pieces by Ye Feng's collision. Those who stepped aside on their own initiative were all silent, their Adam's apples squirming, and they were so frightened by this scene.
boom.
A thunder arc fell from the sky, the sword was hundreds of meters tall, and it charged towards the bullfighting force, slashing straight towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng felt like the hairs all over his body were exploding, and the energy all over his body was locked and frozen. Astonishingly, it was He Yundong, the master of the Sword Sect, who took action in person. The power of the powerful Martial Saint was simply not something he could resist.
Ming Lao's figure appeared at the right time, and with a wave of his sleeves, the hundred-foot thunder sword exploded and dissipated in the air.
"Bullying the juniors, the Purple Thunder Sword Sect is really powerful,"
Ming Lao snorted coldly, and a large amount of black energy surged out from his body. Half of the sky was covered, making it dark and dark.
Among the talents, there are Zhiyang and Xuanyin. It is said that Ming Lao's power seems to be the power of Xuanyin, which is even rarer than the power of Zhiyang.
If you want to cultivate such yin and yang power, your talent must also be related to the power of yin and yang.
With the appearance of Ming Lao, Ye Feng suddenly felt that the majestic pressure that had just bound him had dissipated. He immediately used the Great Void Escape Technique to the extreme and quickly left this place.
Xiaolong also turned into a golden lightning and followed behind him.
"It's a pity that we couldn't destroy the Liu family." Looking back, he saw that most of the Liu family's mansion was in ruins. The ruckus he made this time was much bigger than Murong Yunxue's time. The Liu family's masters used all their skills, and most of them were killed or injured.
"I don't care who you are, anyone who kills my Purple Thunder Sword Sect will be punished with his life," the hunched-over ancestor of the Sword Sect walked up in the air.
"You dare to kill Ye Feng, believe it or not, I can also kill all the younger generations of your Purple Thunder Sword Sect," Ming Lao said in a gloomy voice.
"You've frightened others with your tricks, but you can't frighten me. Not only is the boy named Ye going to die today, but you are going to die too,"
A crack suddenly opened in the dark and gloomy sky, and purple thunderbolts as bright as pillars fell from the sky. Behind the hunched-over, unattractive-looking Sword Master, it turned into a huge purple thunder sword standing against the sky.
Ye Feng, who had already left Yunxiao City, turned around and looked with horror in his heart. This was the first time he had witnessed the terrifying power of a Martial Saint-level powerhouse.
The giant sword transformed from purple thunder towers high between the sky and the earth, and the majestic and majestic Yunxiao City actually looks extremely small.
Entering the Tao through martial arts is the imperial realm, stimulating the way of heaven, and condensing the power of the Tao with Gangqi.
The Martial Saint is still superior to the Martial Emperor, and has a better grasp of the power of heaven, just like a heavenly being.
Ye Feng has been practicing martial arts for more than a year, and it is still hard to believe that human power can really reach this level.
What he saw today left no doubt in his mind.
In the past, he had some doubts about whether he really had the ability to break the void and return to the earth, but now he sees that the Martial Saint has such power. If he cultivates to the level of Martial Saint, or even the Martial Immortal, he may really be able to go back...
"Yun Dong, I'll kill this person, you go kill that boy named Ye,"
A voice came from high in the sky. Ye Feng came back to his senses and his expression changed immediately.
Snap.
The air waves spread out under his feet, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, using the Great Void Escape Technique to escape far away with all his strength.
The little dragon turned into a golden light and kept pace with him, at the same speed.
As soon as Ye Feng left, a middle-aged man in a purple shirt came from Yunxiao City. He was the leader of the Purple Thunder Sword Sect with martial saint level cultivation.
Looking up, Ye Feng's fleeting figure was already a thousand meters away, but this distance was only a short distance for a martial saint-level powerhouse.
He Yun Dong smiled coldly, flicked his finger, and a small lightning arc flew out. The space oscillated and undulated, and the lightning arc continued to grow in size, and instantly turned into a hundred-foot-long sword.
"Rumble..."
Suddenly the earth trembled, and a towering ancient tree rose from the ground, with lush branches and leaves, roots like feet, and branches like arms, blocking the hundred-foot-long sword.
With a bang, the towering ancient trees exploded into powder, and the power of the hundred-foot-long sword was exhausted and disappeared without a trace.
He Yundong's face darkened, and when he looked down, he saw a dress fluttering in the wind, with a graceful figure.
"I didn't expect that the boy named Ye would be protected by a martial saint," He Yundong snorted coldly, unsheathing his sword from behind.
The girl with floating skirt stepped on the void, as if walking on flat ground, endless green light gathered, turning into green dragons, with strong wood power, and tall trees.
"He cannot die before entering the imperial realm,"
The girl raised her hand and pointed, and the green dragon roared and charged across the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. It was a spectacular scene.
The long sword flew across the sky, He Yun made a seal in his hand, the thunder arc sword slashed out, and thunder rolled from the sky.
No one could imagine that in the small Yunxiao City, four powerful warriors at the martial saint level would come to fight each other.
"Start the formation,"
A majestic voice came from the city, and milky white light curtains rose from all directions, turning into light curtain shields like a big hand turned upside down, covering the entire Yunxiao City.
The power of the Martial Saint-level powerhouse is overwhelming. If some measures are not taken, the entire city will be destroyed in the aftermath of the war.
From the beginning to the end, the Demonic Immortal Palace never interfered.
When the city defense formation was activated, two more figures flew out of the city.
On the top floor of Moyue Building, the owner of Moyue Building had an expressionless face. Behind him, a man wearing a black robe whose face could not be seen clearly said in a hoarse voice: "Master, don't we take action to stop Luo Huacheng and King Qi Tian?"
"Then we will be exposed," the owner of Mo Yue said calmly.
"But the young man named Ye seems to be very important to the master," the man in black robe said again.
The owner of Moyue Hall frowned. The man in black robe was as silent as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He did not dare to say anything.