Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The punch hit the rule clearing stone.    

The originally completed rock was destroyed by a tremendous force. It instantly exploded and turned into thousands of shockingly powerful fragments that shot toward the direction Ye Xuan had retreated in.    

After shattering the rule stone with a single punch, the shattered pieces scattered out like a bullet, covering almost half of the entire martial stage. No matter where Ye Xuan dodged to, she would inevitably be struck by the pieces of stone.    

As long as one or two pieces were thrown into the ring, the terrifying killing power would be enough to determine the outcome of this battle.    

Ye Feng wanted to leave Ye Xuan with no way out.    

He wanted to force her to use her full strength to receive one of his blows.    

Success or failure, this was the moment.    

"Not good."    

The power of these two punches caused the faces of some disciples on the martial ring to change drastically. Elder Destiny frowned and his figure moved like the wind, both of his hands forming spell formations.    

A golden light enveloped the entire stage.    

In this way, even if the rocks on the platform were to explode out explosively, it wouldn't splash out and injure the surrounding people.    

Only then did everyone calm down.    

However, everyone's eyes were filled with fear.    

These punches of Ye Feng's were not only powerful, they were also calculated to be a follow-up attack. If it was any of them who came up on stage, it would probably end up in a crushing defeat.    

"This brat is really …" "Too powerful."    

"No wonder even Grand Elder dares to praise him and scold Elder Xuan Tai for his sake."    

"This Ye Feng that Elder Su brought back to the courtyard has a strange talent. His Second Level of King Stage has actually forced nine stages to such an extent. In time, he will probably become a sect's Inner Sect or even a core disciple like Senior Sister September."    

"..."    

All sorts of discussions could be heard below.    

There was no longer any disdain or mockery in it. There was only admiration and envy.    

Ye Feng had already used his own ability to convince this group of disciples.    

"That's right..."    

Surprise flashed across the face of Ye Xuan, whose figure was swaying like a willow tree. Then the corner of her mouth curled up as she coldly snorted, "But if you want to defeat me like this, you will still think that I'm too weak."    

After a battle, she started to admire Ye Feng.    

Regardless of whether or not Ye Feng had a grudge with the Ye Family, Ye Feng himself, with just his Second Level of King Stage cultivation, had excellent martial arts and fist techniques. To be able to use such a method to threaten him, it was already considered amazing.    

However, even if he rose to the fifth level of the King's Realm, he still wouldn't be able to match up to this ninth level King Stage expert.    

Without a doubt, the amplification technique he used was his last resort.    

Now that he had used all means at his disposal, he was already forced into a corner.    

Facing the onslaught of hundreds or thousands of stone fragments, Ye Xuan's body emitted a strong aura. The short sword in her hand was like a butterfly circling a flower as she attacked at this moment.    

Sword Flower.    

Every single one of them could accurately hit a flying rock, either sending it flying, smashing it, or blocking it.    

Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa.    

Sounds of explosions rang out across the entire martial stage. Everyone raised their heads in disbelief as they looked at the horrifying scene before them.    

Ye Xuan's attack was even faster than thunder and lightning. In the time it took for a spark to fly, she had actually completely shattered all of the slightly larger rocks.    

Some of the smaller particles that landed on her body were also blocked by the Armor of Elemental Qi, and were unable to injure her at all.    

What a fast speed.    

What a precise sword-art.    

At this moment, the few elders in the stands couldn't help but reveal expressions of shock.    

Ye Jingwen pinched his beard and proudly nodded.    

Everything …. The dust settled.    

The martial ring regained its tranquility, and all sorts of whistling sounds quieted down. Ye Xuan, who was holding a sword, stood at a corner of the stage. Her body stood upright like a sharp sword.    

Surprisingly, he did not see any trace of panic on her face.    

"This is …" Ye Xuan's true strength? "    

"It's over, with such great skill, even if Ye Feng didn't die, he would still have a hard time." The disciples of the courtyard drew in a breath of cold air.    

"Bam!"    

With a punch, sand and rocks flew.    

With a frown, Ye Feng also threw a punch that chased after him.    

Ye Xuan smiled slightly as her eyes turned murderous, "Good fist strength …" You are really, really, quite a surprise to me. If you had my cultivation base, I … I won't be your opponent. "    

"Unfortunately, the gap is too big. Let it all end here."    

Butterfly Dance!    

With a "huala" sound, a layer of pink light began to bloom on her skin.    

A slim figure instantly disappeared and turned into a pink butterfly, attaching itself onto Ye Feng's body.    

At this moment, Ye Feng came to a realization.    

Why Ye Xuan would rather pay an enormous price to shatter the stone, than to dodge and escape. So it turned out that she had a trump card up her sleeve, as she was waiting for him.    

This "Butterfly Dance" had completely locked him down.    

"Huff …"    

Ye Feng's expression turned ugly, as if he was laughing miserably.    

Perhaps he had still neglected this matter after all.    

He had to admit that this girl from the Ye family was much stronger than ordinary people, no matter if it was her cultivation or her experience.    

"Is it going to end?"    

On the high platform, Elder Xuan Tai stood up and spread out his hands, as if mocking Old Man Tianji.    

Elder Destiny looked down at where Qin Jiu was. It was clear that Ye Feng was at the brink of life and death. Was she not going to make a move?    

Qin Jiu crossed his arms over his chest, his face expressionless.    

He didn't seem to have any intentions of saving her.    

On the other hand, Sha Shenyue, who was standing beside her, was extremely patient. A trace of determination appeared in her eyes, and she immediately prepared to enter the Fallen Transformation State.    

But just at that moment, she felt someone slap her stomach.    

"Pata!"    

The ingenious influx of the Palm Strength disrupted her meridian channels, causing the Devil Qi that was condensed in her aurasea to instantly dissipate.    

"You want to save him?" Qin Jiu appeared before her. "Hmph, if I want to save you, it won't be your turn."    

Qin Jiu!    

Sha Shenyue glanced at her with a pale face.    

Why did I miss her? This bitch … Damn it.    

Finished …    

The transformation could not succeed, it was too late to save Ye Feng.    

A trace of pain arose deep within Sha Shenyue's heart.    

At this time, Ye Xuan, who had turned into a swarm of butterflies on the high platform, had already flown behind Ye Feng.    

His speed was simply too fast, and even the Ninth Heaven of Roc movement technique was unable to increase the distance between them.    

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