Chapter 404: The No. 1 Swordsman in the Southern Wilderness!
What is the purpose of martial arts training?
Some people want to pursue the fairyland where they can live forever, and some people want to become strong and not be bullied by others.
There are also people who pursue the highest realm of martial arts in order to transcend themselves.
Life spans only a hundred years, and martial arts practice is extraordinary. Without firm belief and character, it is impossible to go further.
In this world where the strong are respected, the Fairyland Ancestor has been so high for thousands of years that people can only look up to him, but he is unattainable.
But what if a group of people in the Martial Saint Realm have the capital to compete with the ancestors of the Immortal Realm?
Their blood boiled with excitement. This was something they didn't even dare to think about on ordinary days!
Master Daomiao took action, and the rolling black immortal essence gathered in the sky. He opened his palms, and the black immortal essence rotated in the palm of his hand, turning into a vortex, like a black hole, swallowing the world.
"How can the strength improved with the help of formations be compared with the fairyland that I have cultivated for thousands of years?"
Dao Miaozhen had a sneer on his face, and with a rumbling sound echoing in the air, he blasted out a palm, and the whirlpool of black immortal essence almost swallowed up the heaven and earth, covering the sky and the sun, and pressing down on Qinghai City below.
"Ho! Roar!"
The two human-immortal-level mad demons raised their heads and roared. The blood in the chests of the two thousand martial saints was burning and boiling. Their war spears pointed to the sky, shattering the vacuum. Endless blood-colored murderous intent spewed out towards the vortex of condensed black immortal essence.
Attack.
Ye Feng's figure floated back, and the mighty immortal power between heaven and earth had no influence on him. Since entering the Dao in the Imperial Realm, he has used his own way to compete with the way of heaven. How can the mere immortal power affect him?
As Master Dao Miao said, although the bloodthirsty demons evolved with the help of battle formations have combat power comparable to the early stages of human immortals, they are not true human immortals after all. They do not have the realm of human immortals and cannot display human-immortal-level magical powers.
Secret techniques cannot activate the immortal energy.
But the immortal-level battle formation is not just a decoration. What makes the bloodthirsty mad demon's true form comparable to the human immortal is the unparalleled powerful attack power of the war spear in his hand, and the powerful defense of the mad devil's true form.
One-on-one, human immortals and crazy demons are no match for Daomiao Zhenren, but what about two-on-one or three-on-one?
Ye Feng sent a message with the guardian card, and another violent murderous intention erupted in the city. The sea of blood filled the air. The third human-immortal-level madman strode out, rushed to the sky, and tore the sky and the earth with his war spear!
boom!
Three blood-red war spears pierced through the sky and the earth, and the black hole whirlpool that Master Dao Miao condensed with his immortal essence was crushed into pieces. The collapsed immortal essence was like a broken mirror, splattering in all directions.
Immediately afterwards, the three mad demons spurted blood from their mouths, and their murderous intentions were like bloody flames, flooding towards Daomiao Daoist Master.
Master Dao Miao retreated, the brilliance in his body flashed, and a cauldron Taoist soldier flew out, transformed into hundreds of feet, thundered like a fairy mountain, and suppressed it.
"I'll do it!"
A mad giant roared angrily, thrust his war spear diagonally behind his back, stretched out his hands, and with a bang, he withstood the suppressed cauldron Taoist soldiers.
The bloodthirsty demon that evolved from the battle formation is extremely powerful. Apart from not possessing human-immortal-level magical powers, secrets, and immortal essence, its power is terrifyingly tyrannical.
The space under his feet was cracked like a spider, but this mad demon still raised his hands to the sky, resisting the suppression of the cauldron.
This cauldron is only a top-grade Taoist weapon, not an immortal weapon.
As far as Ye Feng knows, there is only one immortal weapon in the Taoist sect. It was obtained by the ancestor of the Taoist sect from a secret realm and was not refined by himself. The immortal weapon of the Taoist sect is a cyan ancient monument, and many elders of the Taoist sect have refined it.
imitations.
As long as there are no immortal soldiers, Ye Feng has nothing to worry about.
"Open the city defense formation!"
Streams of bright light spread from every corner of Qinghai City, and the golden light curtain held up a semicircular shield, covering the city.
The city defense formation in Qinghai City has been improved by Ye Feng. With his current level of cultivation, he is still unable to deploy a ninth-level formation, but he can refine top-notch materials into formation flags, thereby achieving the goal of deploying a ninth-level formation.
ability.
Naturally, the ninth-level formation cannot withstand the attack of the powerful human-immortal level, but if it only resists the aftermath, it is enough.
In the high sky, the three bloodthirsty demons became more and more courageous as they fought. The terrifying aftermath of the immortal battle shattered the vacuum, and huge ferocious cracks appeared in the sky, as if the sky had been torn apart.
At this moment, clouds were rolling in the distant sky, and tens of thousands of dense figures flew in from the sky. They stopped a hundred miles away from Qinghai City. Someone was holding a big flag with the words 'Ouyang' on it.
Character.
boom!
The void was penetrated by an extremely tyrannical force, revealing a huge crack. A huge sword with flashing lightning flew out from the void, hundreds of feet long. The broad sword body was as flat as walking on the ground, and a large number of warriors stood on it.
, all carrying long swords on their backs, with sharp eyes.
"Purple Thunder Sword Sect!" Ye Feng's pupils narrowed slightly when he saw that the leader of the many warriors on the giant thunder sword was none other than the Supreme Master He who was known as the number one swordsman in the Southern Wilderness.
Back then, Mrs. He wanted to kill him, but was later stopped by Ming Lao, who was regarded as Ye Feng's life and death enemy.
Now, Ye Feng has killed He Yundong again, which means that both the son and grandson of Prince He have died in the hands of Ye Feng. It can be said that the situation between the two of them is a fight to the death.
First the Ouyang Family, and then the Purple Thunder Sword Sect, these two top sects in the Southern Wilderness came to Qinghai City, naturally because of the murder of He Yundong and Ouyang Tianxiu.
"A bunch of rabble!"
On the city wall, Ye Feng put his hands behind his back and looked at the tens of thousands of people gathered together from the Ouyang Family and the Purple Thunder Sword Sect, with disdain in his eyes.
Thirty Martial Masters, led by Old Man Liu Yi, stood behind him. At this moment, their hearts were still filled with shock that could not be described in words.
Qinghai City, where an army of 100,000 monster beasts was stationed, was recovered with only 5,000 men?
Not only that, but he also killed an army of 100,000 demonic beasts?
If the battle to recapture Qinghai City was incredible, then Ye Feng's order to kill Daocang Wuzun, He Yundong and Ouyang Tianxiu was even more shocking and incomprehensible.
Even the old man Liu Yi didn't know why Ye Feng did this. The monster army was an external threat. If there were more internal worries, the situation in the Southern Wilderness that had just tended to ease would probably become more turbulent.
But no matter what, Ye Feng dared to quarrel with the Taoist Holy Land and the two top sects of the Southern Wilderness. This courage really made the thirty Demon Dao Martial Lords look at him with admiration.
"Ye Feng, what are you going to do?" Old man Liu Yi couldn't help but ask.
"What else can we do? The other parties are knocking on the door, so of course we will fight them all back!" Ye Feng said with a smile.
Old man Liu Yi's face twitched twice, and he smiled bitterly: "Aren't you afraid of being the target of public criticism? After all, you killed someone in this matter, and we don't take responsibility for it."
Ye Feng disagreed, touched his chin, and said: "That's what they deserve. It doesn't matter whether they are reasonable or not. Big fists are the last word!"
Having said this, Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "Give me the order. Five warrior-level mad demon battle formations are on standby. They will come out of the city defense formation to meet the enemy!"
This time, not only the old man Liu Yi, but also the thirty Martial Lords also had their eyelids twitching wildly, secretly wondering what on earth is Ye Feng going to do?
Buzz!…
The golden shield of the city protection formation opened a portal, and five thousand Martial Emperor realm demonic warriors rushed out of Qinghai City in an orderly manner. Ye Feng stood proudly with his feet on the golden dragon.
"kill!"
On the giant thunder sword, Mrs. He gave an expressionless and indifferent order, and 30,000 warriors from the Purple Thunder Sword Sect jumped up one after another, rushing towards Qinghai City where Ye Feng was.
"Set up the formation!"
Taishang He gave the order again, and the long swords behind the warriors of the Purple Thunder Sword Sect were unsheathed one after another, flying into the sky uniformly, evolving into sword arrays, with thunder and lightning sword energy crisscrossing the sky.
At the same time, the Ouyang family also rushed in. The head of the Ouyang family came to the battlefield in person and commanded the warriors of the family to set up a battle formation. It evolved into a war bear with golden hair on its head, more than ten feet tall, and holding a sledgehammer in its hand.
The Purple Thunder Sword Formation and the Golden Bear Formation are the two battle formations owned by the Purple Thunder Sword Sect and the Ouyang Family.
Jiuyang Family's formation inheritance is scarce, so the two battle formations of Purple Thunder Sword Sect and Ouyang Family still spent a lot of resources and exchanged them from Dao Sect and Dongzhou Shen Sect.
These two battle formations can allow the Martial Saint Realm to evolve up to a Martial Lord-level combat power. The level is much lower than the Dao Sect's Xuanhuo Daojun Formation, and it is not even comparable to Ye Feng's Bloodthirsty Demonic Formation.
Comparability.
boom!
Tragic murderous intent filled the air, the sea of blood surged, and five bloodthirsty demons appeared, each with a combat power comparable to that of a martial master.
Although there are many warriors from the Purple Thunder Sword Sect and the Ouyang Family on the opposite side, most of them are low-level warriors. There are not many warrior-level warriors, but there are dozens of them in total.
However, in this battle, thirty Martial Lords also participated. Although Ye Feng was at a disadvantage, relying on the bloodthirsty demon array's ability to fight for a long time, he could withstand the two giants with only more than 5,000 people.
Tens of thousands of top forces!
Ye Feng also personally entered the battlefield, holding a killing heavy sword, and blood filled the sky, dyeing the sky red.
"boom!"
An unparalleled and powerful sword intent locked onto Ye Feng. He raised his head and saw an old man standing in the air, looking down at him, his eyes revealing cold, sharp, and bone-piercing killing intent.
"Mrs. He!"
Ye Feng stepped into the air, stepping on the golden dragon, and his whole body was filled with aura.
As far as Ye Feng knows, Taishang He was born with a sword soul, and he also awakened the talent of swordsmanship, and he is also a special martial artist with two talents. In addition to the talent of swordsmanship, he also has the second talent, immortality!
Ordinary warriors, as long as they have not reached the fairyland, can only live for about two hundred years at most, but warriors with the talent of immortality can have a lifespan of close to five hundred years!
Taishang He has been immersed in swordsmanship for more than three hundred years and has cultivated at the peak of the Martial Saint realm, but he is called the number one swordsman in the Southern Wilderness because his strength is comparable to that of the Martial Master!
Even dozens or hundreds of years ago, there were rumors that Taishang He had killed Wu Zun!
"Ye Feng, I'm here to kill him."
At this moment, a voice appeared in Ye Feng's ears. It was Old Man Liu Yi who was worried that he was no match for He Taishang.
Old Man Liu Yi practices the art of assassination, and is currently hiding somewhere in the void of this battlefield. No one below the fairyland can escape his one-shot kill.
"Senior, just help me hold the battle," Ye Feng said.
Old man Liu Yi didn't say anything else. The longer you stay in contact with Ye Feng, the more you will find that all kinds of incredible things always happen to him.
There is a gap between the early stage of the Martial Emperor and the peak of the Martial Saint that cannot be measured by reason. Moreover, He Taishang is not an ordinary Martial Saint at the peak, but the number one person in Nanhuang Swordsmanship with a strength comparable to that of the Martial Lord!
"Go crazy!"
Ye Feng took a step forward, and momentum like a huge wave suddenly burst out from his body. His long black hair turned into blood red, flying wildly and wantonly behind his head. His eyes also turned into tragic scarlet, and his whole aura,
At this moment he became violent and domineering.
"cut!"
The Great Void Escape Technique unfolded, and Ye Feng appeared in front of Mrs. He in an instant. The killing heavy sword was slashed out, and the blood flames surged into the sky.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities!”
He Tai had no expression on his face, with his fingers together like swords. A little higher in the air, Ye Feng suddenly felt a fierce sword intent coming towards him, which caused great resistance to the sword in his hand, and the space around him continued to move.
smash.
"boom!"
The shattered space suddenly made a loud explosion, and Ye Feng's figure was blown away. A whirlwind-like wave of air swayed under his feet. He quickly stabilized his figure, and his scarlet eyes looked coldly at Mrs. He.
Look.
Ye Feng knows very well that once he performs the mad transformation, the potential contained in his body will be greatly stimulated, and his strength will exceed the peak level of the Martial Saint, and he will have a combat power that is close to the Martial Lord level.
But even so, he was still knocked back by the sword finger described by He Taishang Qingtan. This person can be called the number one swordsman in the Southern Wilderness, and his reputation is definitely not in vain!