"The priest actually used his unique skills of fame. It seems that he was so angry that he exploded. This idiot was a little puzzled. How could he humiliate a master in front of him?"
A hint of sarcasm and disdain appeared on the corner of Mo Yixiao's mouth, looking at Ye Feng was like looking at a dead person.
Once you enter the innate, you become a god. The master of the Void Realm is countless levels higher than the innate. You can simply be said to be a god above the gods. How can you be humiliated at will?
This kid is full of confidence... crazy, nowhere to go.
A sharp sword about three feet long gathered towards the worshiper's fingertips, flashing with cold sword energy, which was no less than the real Xuan-level spiritual weapon.
call out……
He did not give Ye Feng a chance to breathe, and the figure rushed towards the yard and directly controlled the spirit sword to kill Ye Feng.
The spiritual sword gathered by Yuanli was as fast as lightning, ignoring space and time, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed to Ye Feng.
"The flames fly into the sky."
Boom boom boom boom...
Ye Feng's Dantian shrank and exploded, and all his energy was instilled into the destruction knife. The energy was even more like a surging river breaking the dam, and his body power gathered together. His robe sounded, his black hair flew, and his bones were crackling at this moment.
Sound boom.
"break!"
After a angrily shout, he slashed forward like a beast out of the cage, and the void burst, and the fiery red sword light broke through the space like a shattered blow, and crashed into the three-foot spiritual sword.
There were dull explosions everywhere, tumbling, and the whole village was shaking like an earthquake at this moment.
The three-foot spiritual sword trembled like a poisonous snake, and the spiritual light sucked and spitted. The power of the sword energy burst out from the sword body tore Ye Feng's tiger's mouth, and blood marks were also drawn on the skin all over his body. In an instant, Ye Feng was covered with blood.
Covered.
However, the injury and bleeding did not make Ye Feng's body retreat at all.
He is like an old plum, proud and blooming in a breath of sword energy.
The gap in realm cultivation is still too big. Although most of the power is exerted, it is still a bit difficult to fight against the master of the Void Realm innate fifth level.
Slowly...
The earth under his feet kept shattering, and the figure retreated violently, retreating to the collapsed wall, and finally withstood the attack on the sword energy that was worshipped.
"Are you... resisting?"
Mo Yixiao took a breath of air conditioning, looking at Ye Feng as if he was looking at a monster.
He knew that the power of the sword worshiping the Chaogong was the one who was the one who was in the box. Since he used such a martial art, it also means that the Chaogong worshiping had already given his all, and he had no intention of showing mercy at all.
However, now Ye Feng, a young man of only sixteen, who is innate, has taken over by him, and the shock he brought to Mo Yixiao is imaginable.
Before he could come back from his surprise, he had fired another sword towards the worshiper.
Ye Feng's body shook, his veins swelled up all over his body, and the blood god armor began to absorb the energy hidden in the blood.
"ah!"
After making a roar, his steps suddenly accelerated, bursting out the last force, shaking the destructive sword in his hand in a crazy way, and the swords collided, deafening.
After this full-strength counterattack, the Three-Foot Spirit Sword was not a real Xuan-level spiritual weapon after all. It could not withstand Ye Feng's several attacks on the destruction sword. After a while, the vitality dissipated and the Three-Foot Sword turned into nothingness.
Ye Feng was also overdrawn in strength, and his figure retreated more than ten steps, and his face turned pale.
Gudu Gudu...
He took a long breath, and the medicinal power of Lihuo Ling Lotus that had been scattered among the limbs and bones gathered in an instant, wandering around the limbs and bones, bringing new energy to Ye Feng, and instantly regained his face.
Boom boom boom boom...
His power was rising rapidly, and his realm was also rising, and he rushed directly to the middle stage of the fifth level of the innate realm, and he was still rising, and the energy in his body gathered more and more.
The Chao worshiper under the golden mask showed a hint of shock in his eyes.
This kid is really weird. He seems to have recovered enough combat power in such a short period of time.
There were only a few breaths in time. Even if it were him, under these few breaths, he might not be able to condense into a three-foot spiritual sword as before, and once again burst out the "Seven-Star Sword Qi".
At this moment, Ye Feng's body's medicinal power turned into Yuan power to temper the body. This medicinal power must be stimulated from the body's muscles, bones and membranes under great pressure. Therefore, every time he fights a desperate battle with a master, he can get one
With great progress, cultivation can be improved.
Feeling that his power was slowly accumulating back, Ye Feng smiled coldly, allowing blood to flow from the countless tiny wounds that had been cut by the sword energy just now. He took a big step forward and looked at the vengeance.
The court worshiper was obviously a master of the virtual realm, and his realm exceeded Ye Feng's several levels, but under Ye Feng's eyes, he felt despised.
It was like the boy opposite, looking at him not at a master-level master, but an ordinary opponent.
Ye Feng understood that the opponent's attack had almost given all his strength. If the opponent's strength was three points, it would definitely hurt his foundation. However, the opponent's attack was taken by him, and his cultivation level had been broken through and he had not achieved it.
limit.
In other words, he no longer needs to be afraid of the master of the Void Realm in front of him.
"Mr. Void Realm... Hahaha..." After muttering a few words, Ye Feng turned to laugh. The voice was quite pleasant in the laughter, "But that's it!"
The laughter seemed to be full of some kind of heroic spirit, but it was particularly harsh when it fell into the ears of the offering, and contained a strong sense of contempt.
The court worshiper was so angry that he did not kill the boy for two consecutive moves. Instead, he was ridiculed and despised, which made him very humiliated.
The murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
In just a short while, Ye Feng gradually approached the late stage of the fifth level of the innate level. He only needed another battle and should be able to break through again.
He raised his eyes and looked at the offering, with a strong sense of fighting in his eyes. He held the destruction knife tightly, stepped forward, stood in front of the offering, and pointed the sword and said coldly, "Give you another chance, now, give it to me.
I'll get out!"
Mo Yixiao and Chao Gong looked at Ye Feng blankly, but they didn't expect that he would provoke him again.
This, this is so stupid, it's speechless.
"Boy, you really went beyond the expectations of this worship." He sneered at the corner of the worshipper's mouth, then moved forward a few steps, looked at Ye Feng three meters away, and said in a deep voice, "In time, you may become a big shot."
You may want to stimulate me and take the opportunity to break through, but are you really arrogant enough to block my killer moves?”
Before he finished speaking, he put his palms together, his body exuded a vast majesty, and his vitality shattered around him.
In an instant, a sword shadow seemed to rush out into the body of the worshipper, transforming into a sharp sword, and the sword energy surged into the sky, and a sword shadow with a cold light appeared in his hands.
Mo Yixiao's hair suddenly rose, and his skin felt as painful as it was scraped by a knife, shocked by this sharp sword energy.
Ye Feng's pupils also contracted, feeling the power of the offering at this moment.