At this time, no one in Tianyahai Pavilion would have thought that Ye Feng and Elf Saint Yan Ruyu, who were supposed to be facing each other today, would actually stand together and watch a show together.
Xiao He and Ji Wuhen, two seemingly unrelated people, actually started fighting.
"boom!!"
At this time, in the huge venue of Tianya Hai Pavilion, Xiao He and Ji Wuhen were facing each other tit for tat.
Ji Wuhen's eyes were full of gloom at this time. He had a good conversation with the Elf Saint, but in the end, two reckless boys came out and ruined his important event.
So at this time, the murderous intention in Ji Wuhen's heart was already boiling and could not be suppressed.
Xiao He also had a sneer on his face. He had been provocative to this point just to get Ji Wuhen to take action against him.
"You are really looking for death."
Ji Wuhen spoke up, his tone full of murderous intent, and said: "I will kill you first, and then kill your friends with a thousand cuts, so that the mistakes you just committed can be washed away.
.”
boom!
Ji Wuhen no longer wanted to talk nonsense at this time, and a golden dragon's energy suddenly took off from his body.
"boom!"
He was very disdainful of Xiao He, an unknown young man, and simply extended a hand.
Buzz!
His hand suddenly expanded into a majestic and powerful purple-gold dragon claw in the void, as if it was made of steel. The space was sizzling, as if it was about to be crushed.
"What a terrifying power!"
At this time, everyone in the audience couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
But Xiao He didn't have the slightest fear and directly used his most powerful attack method, the Yin-Yang God King Curse!
Boom boom boom...
Suddenly, spell runes that looked like they were made of black gold appeared, covering Xiao He's entire body in an instant, forming a set of spell armor.
"God King's Domination Fist!"
Xiao He roared loudly, and his power exploded infinitely. His fist was wrapped in spell armor, and it instantly collided with Ji Wuhen's purple-gold dragon claw.
"when!!"
A loud noise that shook the sky suddenly sounded, and the entire Tianyahai Pavilion seemed to be shaking and about to collapse.
"Huh? You are also an existence in the second holy realm! And you seem to have a very mysterious spell inheritance!"
When Ji Wuhen saw Xiao He blocking his purple-gold dragon claw, a look of deep surprise immediately appeared on his face.
"What? That little-known young man is actually a martial arts saint at the second holy realm?"
At this moment, many people around had a hint of shock on their faces.
Obviously, they didn't expect that Xiao He, the young man who just talked nonsense, everyone thought he was just a gangster, but they didn't expect that he turned out to be a powerful martial arts saint!
There was also a trace of surprise on Yan Ruyu's beautiful face. She looked at Ye Feng who was standing next to her, exhaled like a blue breath, and said: "The identity of your friend is very extraordinary. The method he just used should be
It is a very mysterious inheritance in the underworld, the Yin Yang God King Curse. I have learned that this is a very ancient and mysterious spell secret technique. It can not only form a spell armor on the surface of one's body, but also has powerful and invincible defense power.
, it can also curse the enemy, causing the enemy's inner demons to suddenly arise, making them panic, which is very magical."
Ye Feng also glanced at Yan Ruyu beside him in surprise, then smiled slightly and said: "Miss Yan is worthy of being a saint of the elves. She really has extraordinary eyesight. She can tell at a glance that my brother is from the underworld."
Yan Ruyu smiled and said: "Actually, I am more interested in your identity. When Xiao He was talking nonsense just now, he said your name is Ye Feng. I have also heard of a person named Ye Feng, who is from Poseidon College.
The emperor-level genius is famous all over the world. He dares to confront the top geniuses of the Southern Territory Tianjiao Alliance, and even kills elder-level figures at will in Poseidon Academy, which is lawless."
Ye Feng rolled his eyelids and said: "This Ye Feng you are talking about, is he really that arrogant?"
Yan Ruyu smiled slightly and said: "It's very arrogant, but I know you are not him, because how could the proud son of Poseidon Academy mix with the demonic killer in the underworld."
Ye Feng shrugged and said, "That's really an honor. I actually have the same name as that emperor-level genius."
Boom!
At this moment, Xiao He and Ji Wuhen showed real fire in the sky.
Ji Wuhen's eyes were filled with anger, and some were even furious.
Originally, he wanted to perform well in front of Yan Ruyu, the holy lady today.
Unexpectedly, after taking action, he would not be able to gain the upper hand, let alone suppress Xiao He.
At this moment, Ji Wuhen couldn't help but feel aggrieved.
"Xiao He! You forced me to do this! I want you to die now!"
Ji Wuhen suddenly roared, and banners suddenly shot out from his body. Each banner was emitting strong golden light. Thousands of banners were shaking in the void, sending out a series of banners.
The terrifying dragon roar exudes strong destructive waves.
"Ten Thousand Dragons Battle Flag!"
Someone around them exclaimed: "This is a powerful treasure in the Dragon Palace, a third-grade holy weapon!"
Xiao He laughed loudly: "Ji Wuhen, you have a treasure, am I going to lose it?"
"Buzz!"
Xiao He held his hand in the void and pulled out a magic sword exuding a strong dark energy from the space.
"Hell's Sword!"
During this period of time, Xiao He found this sword of a lost civilization from the ancestral land deep in the underworld.
His body has the blood of Jiuli, and he can control the Hell Sword, a very terrifying ancient demon weapon, without being assimilated by the demonic energy.
"boom!"
Xiao He held the sword of hell in his hand and struck it down with a sudden blow.
Wow!
From the sword of hell, the roars of the demon gods suddenly came out one after another, and a terrifying sword light, like a long black river of hell, traversed the world, and suddenly bombarded in front of Ji Wuhen.
"Boom!!"
There was a huge collision between the Hell Sword and the Ten Thousand Dragons Battle Flag.
The dark demonic energy intertwined with the dragon's golden divine light, causing a terrifying wave of destruction.
"Six Paths Divine Art!"
At this moment, Xiao He tried his best to use his terrifying inheritance, the Six Paths Divine Art, and the six ultimate powers and auras were immediately released.
Catastrophe, origin, killing, ancient chaos, thunder, eternity!
The six extreme powers exploded crazily at this time, spinning rapidly around Xiao He, forming a kind of wheel of life and death, which suddenly covered Ji Wuhen's head.
"Click! Click! Click..."
What shocked everyone in the audience was that the Ten Thousand Dragon War Flags standing in the space around Ji Wuhen were shattered inch by inch, and the wails of the dragons continued to sound.
"What?"
Ji Wuhen's eyes finally showed a look of fear. He stared at Xiao He and shouted: "This is the Six Paths Divine Art! This kind of inheritance can only be inherited by the direct descendants of the master of the first assassin dynasty.
If you can cultivate, who are you?"
Xiao He's eyes were cold and solemn at this moment, with strong killing intent flashing in his pupils: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you must die today!"
Boom!
The six extreme powers rotated rapidly around Xiao He and began to destroy all the defenses around Ji Wuhen.
"Spring and Autumn Royal Robe!"
Suddenly Ji Wuhen shouted loudly, and the blue robe on his body exploded, revealing a black and white robe underneath.
This is an extremely powerful robe, the robe of a super powerful man in ancient times called the Master of the Spring and Autumn Sect.
The Spring and Autumn King's robe contained the fighting spirit and fighting spirit of the ancient strong men. A strong and huge energy burst out from it, instantly forcing Xiao He back.
At this time, Ji Wuhen was wearing the king's robe of the Spring and Autumn Period. He really looked like an overlord who unified the Spring and Autumn Period. His powerful enemies were wiped out in ashes while talking and laughing, and he was full of the terrifying aura of being invincible.
Xiao He wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a cold smile: "As expected of the thousand-year-old second son in the Dragon Palace who can only follow Ji Changkong to pick up leaks. He has quite a lot of treasures on his body."
"shut up!"
Ji Wuhen's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the Spring and Autumn King's robe on his body exuded a huge aura. He was like an ancient king, condescending, and said: "It seems that you must be a very noble person in the underworld, so if I kill you, you will definitely be able to win the battle in the Dragon Palace."
Get huge rewards!"
"Eight Holy Fists!"
"The holy dragon roars!"
boom!
Ji Wuhen took action again. He used an extremely ferocious dragon martial art, the Eight Holy Fists. With one punch, eight heavenly dragons formed in the void, roaring and roaring, with extremely terrifying power.
The space is about to be shattered.
"Yin Yang God King Curse!"
"The ultimate curse!"
Xiao He also became furious, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence, and quickly drew a profound and mysterious spell in the void with his fingers, which immediately tore through the sky and landed on Ji Wuhen's body.
"puff!"
Ji Wuhen instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His face turned red, and he felt that the demon in his heart was suddenly rising, and the power in his body began to riot.
"Damn it! The Yin-Yang God King's curse in the underworld! The way of the curse is so weird!"
Ji Wuhen's strength was in chaos at this moment, and the power of the Eight Holy Fists was reduced many times in an instant.
"Hell's Sword!"
"One Sword Senluodian!"
Xiao He held the Sword of Hell in his hand, and the wheels of life and death formed by the six magical skills around him were spinning wildly. His whole body suddenly turned into a forest hell, and a realm enveloped Ji Wuhen, and endless murderous intent broke out in an instant.
"ah!!"
Ji Wuhen seemed to see a very horrifying scene in that hell realm. He roared miserably, burst out the dragon's true energy, and jumped out of that realm in an instant.
But at this time, he looked extremely embarrassed, his Spring and Autumn King's robe was in tatters, and his hair was messy. Now he didn't even care to say anything to Yan Ruyu, a saint from the Elf clan, and ran madly towards the outside of Tianya Hai Pavilion.
He obviously felt that his life was in danger.
At this time, Xiao He's breath was exhausted to the extreme. It was obvious that the move just now consumed countless of his strength.
But he suddenly walked out of the field and feebly conducted a secret soul exchange with Ye Feng: "Ye Feng, hurry up! Kill him quickly! This Ji Wuhen actually has the Ancient Emperor Talisman on his body. He just used it
Once, otherwise he will die in my hell realm, you hurry up and snatch it, the Luan Gu Emperor Talisman can give us a huge advantage in the tomb of Luan Gu Emperor!"