Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ding Tianhee's expression revealed a tinge of cold arrogance, "However, if you're so anxious to die, then I'll... "As you wish."    

As he spoke, streams of black light condensed around his body, coiling around like black lightning serpents.    

"Hmm? What technique is this? "    

Many Martial Cultivator present had some understanding of Ding Tianhee, but when they used this move, it caused sounds of amazement to ring out in the surroundings.    

It seemed like Ding Tianhee had never used it before.    

"It seems to be a profound move that forced the Spirit Force out of the opponent's body and merged it with his martial skill's attack. Ding Tianhee's sword technique was extremely powerful to begin with, and with the power of his Spirit Force, wouldn't his next slash be defying the heavens' will?"    

"Mental attack …" But Ye Feng's mental energy should be very strong, his mental defenses will definitely not be weak. "    

Quite a few people saw the scene of Ye Feng killing Zhu Xiazhou and the rest, and obviously, Zhu Xiazhou and the rest of the ten odd people were intimidated by Ye Feng's Spirit Qi, causing their strength to drop greatly, thus they were all killed by Ye Feng.    

From this, one could see the strength of Ye Feng's mental strength.    

Ding Tianhee was definitely a Profound Ranking Expert, but he had never heard of his achievements in the area of mental energy. Using his mental energy to attack Ye Feng, he might not even be able to obtain any benefits.    

At this time, the sword in Ding Tianhee's hand was released, his entire body was wrapped with black berserk lightning, following the origin energy undulations like a venomous snake, it released a large amount of pressure.    

Ding Tianhee's mouth curved into a sinister smile.    

No one knew that he had only recently comprehended this move, and had never used it before.    

After triggering his Spirit power, he infused it into his weapon. Other than increasing the speed of his martial skills, he could also restrain the other party's imposing manner.    

"Ye Feng, I'll let you try the power of this technique with my spirit." Ding Tianhee screamed in his heart, and the expression on his face gradually became crazed.    

A single sword strike to destroy the soul.    

Ding Tianhee moved like the wind, his body merged with the sword in his hands and turned into a black ray of light, shooting towards Ye Feng.    

Looking at this scene, the corner of Ye Feng's mouth raised slightly.    

When the Moon-Burning Blade slashed out, the fiery red light surged and fell from the sky, striking Ding Tianhee's black sword light like burning stars.    

The powerful strength, combined with the Qi of Fire Essence, revealed its power under the slashing of the Moon-Burning Blade.    

"Boom!"    

The black sword aura shattered and Ye Feng's blade radiance disappeared as well. Both of them took a few steps back once again.    

Ding Tianhee's spirit arc of light did not seem to have the effect that he expected.    

"Mental attack seems to be useless against you …" Ding Tianhee did not mind it at all. After chuckling, his right hand stroked the blade of the sword and he said coldly, "But … Spirit is only a manifestation of willpower. My strength is not as simple as this strike. If you have the ability, take another strike from my sword! "    

As he spoke, his body suddenly moved. His straight body became incomparably light and agile, leaving behind a series of afterimages, making it impossible for others to distinguish between the real and the fake.    

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

Following Ding Tianhee's quick movements, the crimson red Dragon Slaying Sword's speed also reached its peak. The sword light illuminated the entire arena, with bits and pieces, like the stars in the summer sky.    

It was just that it was not surprising that there were only a few stars left. The strange thing was that the stars that appeared under Ding Tianhee's sword did not disappear with the wind, but had substance, and formed countless of shining light figures.    

As he continued to attack, more and more light and shadows appeared. They were like butterflies fluttering in the sky, turning into living creatures.    

To be able to create afterimages with the quick sword was not difficult for most Martial Cultivator, but when they used their swords, the Essence Qi would quickly dissipate. For Ding Tianhee, who was like this, the Essence Qi that was accumulated in the sword light would not dissipate.    

Countless specks of light formed a huge net, and when the huge net completely enveloped Ye Feng, Ding Tianhee's face revealed a sinister look, and then, the Dragon Slaying Sword came slashing down from above.    

This movement was like the commander's command to attack.    

The huge net of light spots instantly enveloped Ye Feng, the cold and dense elemental energy ripples gave people a feeling of being scared witless, as though countless sword lights contained energy from the depths of hell.    

"This is …" What methods? Such a sharp attack, it contained Ding Tianhee's vitality, just what kind of Martial Vein was he? The elemental energy that was released is so strange, yet it can make my heart jump even from so far away? "    

"Ding Tianhee seems to be a strange Martial Vein. As for the specifics, I'm not too sure either."    

"Whether it's the sword moves or the power of the Essence that is carried within, this strike surpasses our imagination. It's up to that Ye Feng to see how he can withstand it."    

"How else can we defend against him? He is completely enveloped by the sword rays. With this sort of attack, he simply has no way of retreating or escaping."    

"…"    

The surrounding Martial Cultivator all cried out in alarm.    

Only Ye Feng's expression did not change as he stared at the web of light that enveloped Ding Tianhee.    

No retreat, no escape?    

But why should he retreat? And why flee?    

"Ye Feng, die!"    

"Whoosh!"    

All the specks of light wrapped Ye Feng within them, and flew over in an instant, like a storm.    

That cold origin energy fluctuation caused one's hair to stand on end.    

However, at this moment, facing these countless specks of light that were shooting down, Ye Feng's face flashed with a trace of a disdainful smile.