Only those who hold Taoist treasures, cultivate supernatural powers, and use their Gangqi to exert Taoist power are the true Martial Emperors.
There is a ninth level of martial arts, and if there is an emperor character in the realm, one has the qualification to overlook all warriors below this realm.
The reason why Ye Feng was able to kill two Emperors of Martial Arts in a row was also because Luo Huacheng and King Qi Tianwang surrendered. As long as Liu Qiyun was not stupid like them and wanted to seize his memory with the help of void soul, he could face Emperor Martial Arts with Ye Feng's current strength.
, no chance of winning.
Even if Qingyu Shenying and Murong Yunxue were added, they would still be no match for Liu Qiyun alone.
If the Green Feathered Divine Eagle had a Taoist treasure in its possession, it would be able to compete with Liu Qiyun. Ye Feng also had the Cave Heaven Treasure Mirror and the Heavenly Wolf Armor in his hands, but the Green Feathered Divine Eagle wanted to bring out the power of the Taoist treasure.
It also takes some time to refine, and Liu Qiyun would definitely not give him this time as long as he didn't get kicked in the head by a donkey.
Lifted in the air by the claws of the green-feathered condor, Murong Yunxue stared at Ye Feng, his eyes as bright as autumn water revealing endless longing.
"Brother Xiaoqing, take Ye Feng and run together." Murong Yunxue said quickly.
"What the hell, my little aunt, haven't you seen it yet? Brother Xiaoqing, I don't have any Taoist treasures at my disposal, so I am no match for Old Man Liu." Qingyu Shenying said helplessly.
"You fly so fast, can Liu Qiyun catch up?"
"At the level of the Martial Emperor, using Dao power to control Dao treasures can block and imprison a space. No matter how fast I fly, it will be useless." The blue-feathered condor rolled its eyes.
Just as Qingyu Shenying said, the space within a radius of more than ten miles has been blocked and imprisoned by Liu Qiyun with black towers.
"I will send you on the road together to avoid loneliness on the road to hell. I have done a good deed." Liu Qiyun held the black tower with one hand and twirled his white beard with the other and said with a smile.
"Old man, you said this wrong. Luo Huacheng and King Qi Tian are waiting for you to cross the Naihe Bridge on Huangquan Road!" Ye Feng said with the same smile.
"You killed them?" Liu Qiyun narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You can kill two Martial Emperors on your own? I think you are just stalling for time, waiting for the Martial Saint who protects you to take action, right?"
Ye Feng's heart sank. Just as Liu Qiyun guessed, he did have such thoughts, but Ming Lao never showed up, and he didn't know for sure.
"Old man, why don't you dare to take action because you are afraid, otherwise you will talk nonsense with me here?" Ye Feng curled his lips and pretended to be calm.
Liu Qiyun suddenly frowned. He held the Taoist treasure in his hand and wanted to do it but didn't dare.
Ye Feng was unsure. Why was the Liu family's ancestor, Emperor Wu, not like this?
Ye Feng waved to the blue-feathered condor.
The divine eagle flew over and put Murong Yunxue down, transformed into a human form, and looked at Ye Feng up and down with its eagle head, full of curiosity as if it had discovered a new world.
"What do you have to rely on to keep the old man named Liu from touching you?" Qingyu Shenying asked.
Ye Feng turned a deaf ear and just raised his head to look at the ancestor of the Liu family.
"***, you actually ignored me." The blue steel feathers on the bird demon's head exploded, seeming a little angry.
In his heart, Ye Feng secretly cursed the big green eagle demon for being a jerk. It wasn't that he ignored it, but he didn't dare to speak easily for fear of revealing his secret.
Once Liu Qiyun sees some clues and the black tower Dao Bao suppresses it, who can resist it? Whether the Ming Lao with martial saint level cultivation is hiding in the dark for protection, he has no idea.
Rather than placing your hopes on others, it is better to plan carefully and get through the difficulties at hand first.
"Old man, if you want to take action, hurry up. I don't have time to waste time with you here."
Ye Feng played with the golden immortal-killing gourd in his hand and confronted the Liu family ancestor provocatively.
The longer it takes, the worse it will be for him.
Liu Qiyun's eyes flashed fiercely, and the pressure of the Martial Emperor-level powerhouse surged like a mountain, and he said: "The more you pretend to be in front of me, the more it shows that you have nothing to rely on!"
Liu Qiyun suddenly laughed, and the black tower in his hand flew up in the air, bursts of black light bloomed, and the black tower Taoist treasures rose in the wind, creating a mountain-like pressure.
Ye Feng's heart suddenly thought, and he thought to himself that after all, Jiang was still very old, and in the intrigue business, ten of him might not be able to defeat an old monster like Liu Qiyun who had lived for hundreds of years.
Just when Liu Qiyun was about to take action, his old eyes couldn't help but suddenly shrink. On the top of a towering ancient tree in the distance, a man in black robe stood there silently, looking coldly at this side.
Whoosh!
Under Ye Feng's surprised gaze, Liu Qiyun put away the black tower and turned into a light and left.
When he saw the black-robed figure standing on top of the ancient tree in the distance, Ye Feng suddenly understood.
Ming Lao appeared, frightened Liu Qiyun away, then jumped and disappeared into a lush primitive jungle.
The green-feathered condor glanced at Ye Feng, and really couldn't understand why the mighty Martial Emperor-level expert was suddenly frightened away.
But at this time, no one paid any attention to this confused and curious demon. Ye Feng's eyes fell on Murong Yunxue. When he saw her slightly pale face, he felt a little distressed.
Murong Yunxue also looked at him. Although her face had not recovered from her injuries and her face was a little sickly pale, there was still a smile on her lips, like a spring flower blooming.
I thought that after almost half a year, there would be a thousand words to say when we met again, but at this moment, the two of them were looking at each other, and nothing was said.
Looking at the boy and girl, the green-feathered condor shrugged helplessly. Feeling that it was unnecessary for him to stay here any longer, he jumped up, whipped up gusts of wind, and soared into the sky.
A pair of beautiful people were walking in the primitive jungle, their feet making rustling sounds on the dead branches and leaves, and a condor with a wingspan of hundreds of feet was hovering in the sky.
"I heard that it was hard for you to come all the way from Tianluo Mountain to Yunxiao City, right?" Ye Feng broke the silence.
"It's not hard." Murong Yunxue pursed her lips and smiled softly. How could she look like the female devil who went on a killing spree in Yunxiao City?
"Tell me about your experience during this time." She asked with a smile.
"How injured are you?"
"It's nothing serious. It will be fine in a day or two."
I recall that when the two met for the first time, they were still at war with each other. Later, the estrangement gradually disappeared and love was born.
Ye Feng's heart was filled with emotion for this woman who came thousands of miles to help him because he was being hunted, so Ye Feng did not hide some of his little secrets from her.
Starting from the discovery of the Vine Demon Clan in the stone forest, Ye Feng's experience in the past six months has been full of thrills.
The pursuit of the Vine Demon King, being swallowed into the belly of the black-scaled dragon snake, the pursuit of the powerful Emperor Wu, the experience of the ancient tower, the fairy bell in the secret realm, the Nine Yang Lord in the ancient legend...
Next to a small lake, Ye Feng was narrating, and Murong Yunxue sat beside him, hugging his knees and listening quietly, feeling a rare sense of peace.
Except for his own time travel, the battle with the Dragon God, and the power of overcoming the heavens, Ye Feng did not hide anything at all.
For more than half a year, he has always been alone. Although Xiaolong is with him, he still lacks someone with whom he can talk and talk.
"Haha, once I started talking, I didn't expect it to take so long."
Looking up, the setting sun at dusk was like blood. Ye Feng smiled softly, as if he had put down all his thoughts at this moment, feeling extremely relaxed and comfortable.
"You protected me in the past, and I will protect you in the future."
When their eyes met, Murong Yunxue suddenly reached out to touch his cheek and smiled.
"That's not possible. How can a man let his woman protect him?" Ye Feng laughed, grabbed her soft little hand, pulled her gently, and took her into his arms.
She lay softly in his arms, with a happy smile on her beautiful lips.
There are no eternal vows, no moving words of love, only the promise made by the young man to the young girl.
At this moment, both of them felt the same in their hearts. The so-called vigorous love was not as exciting as the simplicity at this moment.
The green-feathered condor is gone. When Murong Yunxue left the mountain gate, it had been guarding it secretly. Now its mission has been completed.
Everything has settled for the time being. Both Luo Huacheng and King Qi Tian are dead, leaving only one ancestor of the Liu family. Coupled with the battle between the martial saint-level strongmen in Yunxiao City, those who want to put him to death are short-lived.
There should be no other actions during this time.
The first person under the imperial realm is none other than Ye Feng!
Qing Yizi's words that were deliberately spread out brought Ye Feng to the forefront.
This is an obvious conspiracy. The title of No. 1 in the world can completely attract the hatred of countless talented masters among the younger generation to Ye Feng.
Can King Wu cultivate enough to kill the Emperor? Is he the first person under the Emperor?
After Ye Feng heard about this, he just smiled disdainfully, and his murderous thoughts towards Qing Yizi became even more serious.
In just a few days, countless young masters flocked to the Sun Moon Valley area, all of whom wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to fight Ye Feng and become famous.
If he wins, he can replace Ye Feng and become the number one person under the Emperor Realm. Even if he loses, it is not shameful to lose to the number one person under the Emperor Realm. Why not?
"It's okay for everyone to have enough to eat. I'm just a little King of Martial Arts. Who did I offend?" Ye Feng complained speechlessly.
Murong Yunxue pursed her lips and smiled softly, leaning her head on his shoulder, enjoying the peace and warmth.
Ye Feng knew very well that this period of time was not suitable for public appearances, otherwise the countless challengers would be annoying to death, and if he accidentally killed a few, he would be in trouble all over.
A few days later, Murong Yunxue's injuries completely recovered, and his cultivation reached the early stage of the Martial Emperor.
Controlling a sword with Qi and developing sword intent are all methods only possessed by strong people at the Martial Emperor level. Ye Feng estimates that her strength should be comparable to the top masters at the Condensation Qi Gang level.
The ancestors of the Xuantian Wuzong cultivated her very much, and she received the inheritance of the Xuanyang Sword Gang Divine Art, which is a magical method that can be cultivated to the peak state of the Martial Emperor.
Ye Feng engraved the Black Dragon Sword Seal and the Great Void Escape Technique into the jade slips for Murong Yunxue to practice, which allowed her to improve her strength a lot.
Although the life of wandering in the primitive jungle for a long time, killing monsters and barbecued game was good, but eating it too often, Ye Feng felt like the bird was about to fade out of his mouth.
He put on a white jade mask, while Murong Yunxue covered his face with a gauze. The two walked out of the primitive jungle and came to a small town.
"The world of mortals is life."
In a wine shop in a small town, Ye Feng and Murong Yunxue chose a seat by the window to sit down, and then ordered some wine and food.
At several other tables in the wine shop, there were all introverted warriors sitting there. Several of them had good cultivation and were talking to each other in low voices.
"Nine ancient palaces have appeared on the other side of Tianluo Mountain. They are ancient. It is said that there is an immortal furnace for refining elixirs."
"It is said to be a relic left by the ancient Lord Nine Suns. The Taoist Holy Land rushed there as soon as they heard the news."
"It happened once a year ago. At that time, the big forces didn't have time to catch up. This time, I heard that even the powerful martial immortals came, but no one was able to enter those palaces."
"I heard that several martial saint-level experts have died. Isn't that true?"
"Could it be false? The strong men from the Taoist sect wanted to take away the immortal furnace, but accidentally triggered the fire of the immortal way. Several martial saints were burned to death on the spot. Two martial master-level strongmen were also seriously injured.