Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The instant Ye Feng made his move, a burst of incomparably sharp and fierce aura similarly rushed out from Yao Yifeng's body. Under the powerful pressure of the Second Level of King Stage, several storms of spirit energy rose from the ground.    

The formless pressure caused many of the disciples below the stone platform to retreat a few steps, as their faces revealed traces of astonishment.    

The top ten in Inner Sect were indeed frightening. Just raising one's battle aura was enough to make people feel pressured.    

What surprised them was that the Ye Feng was also emitting a strong pressure, and there was even a hint of fire within, causing the surrounding space to appear as though it was an illusion.    

The tense atmosphere was like a bowstring that had been pulled to its limit. At a certain moment … It suddenly collapsed.    

The two figures rushed at each other almost at the same time. Their speed was like an arrow that had left the bowstring. In the blink of an eye, a distance of over a hundred feet had passed, and they fiercely collided against each other.    

It was as if a savage dragon was colliding with it. Under the assault of strong Yuan Power, a loud rumble sounded above the two of them as their Yuan Qi exploded.    

"Good heavens!"    

"Holy sh * t!"    

"..."    

Shouts of surprise rose and fell one after another. No one would have thought that a Void Stage Martial Cultivator like Ye Feng would choose to face a king Realm expert in such a head-on battle.    

An Emptiness Realm Expert versus an Emptiness Realm Expert. What was the difference between doing such a thing and courting death?    

Did this brat think that he had lived too long?    

The instant they collided, Ye Feng's body was as firm as a rock. His steps ruthlessly stomped on the ground, and a layer of green flames suffused out of his fist.    

The expression of the originally arrogant Yao Yifeng changed between the tentacles, and revealed a look of shock. Not mentioning how the opponent's strength was not weaker than his, the cyan flames that surged out of his fist gave him a huge headache.    

However, since Yao Yifeng was able to be ranked among the top of the Inner Sect, he was naturally not someone who lived up to his name. His reaction was extremely fast, his fist suddenly turned into a palm, his fingers flew up and down, releasing spirit energy that pierced towards Ye Feng's eyes.    

His footsteps made a slight mistake, causing the anger in Ye Feng's heart to surge.    

This fellow was extremely insidious.    

While his meridians were being activated, the Cyan Black Nether Fire jumped out. Using the "Spirit Splitting Fire Technique" to control the green flames, it was like a poisonous snake that was wrapping around Yao Yifeng's ten fingers.    

Before coming into contact with the flame, Yao Yifeng was extremely shocked by the ferocious high temperature that seemed like it could destroy everything.    

"Eight Trigrams Wind Splitting Palm!"    

The corner of his eyes twitched, he did not dare let the green flames hit him, so he leaped up to the sky with half a body's length, his palm slashing down like a steel blade, a Palm Strength slashed towards the top of Ye Feng's head.    

The two of them had been fighting for no more than a few breaths, and had changed multiple times in a row.    

Not far away, the elders from the other sects and experts from other forces revealed looks of surprise on their Kunwu Stone Platform.    

It had to be known that all the disciples of the Inner Sect were at least in the King Realm, and Earthly Essence Sect would sometimes send out disciples of the Inner Sect to enter the Blood Slaughter Chaos Grounds or some Human Clan s secret realms to train.    

They even had the chance to fight with the sect elders.    

Yao Yifeng had always been famous for his close combat skills, the speed at which he used his martial skills was so fast that many experts were unable to defend against it and were exhausted to the point of being able to respond.    

A Void Stage Martial Cultivator was actually able to defeat Yao Yifeng in two moves, it could be said that his fighting strength was not weak at all.    

However … With this palm strike, he had sealed up all of Ye Feng's escape routes, leaving him with no room to escape.    

The "Eight Trigrams Wind Slaying Palm" seemed to only have one palm strike, but it actually contained the intent of "Eight Trigrams Wind Slaying Palm". However, it instantly turned into eight palm strikes.    

If he was really hacked on the top of his head, then even if this servant disciple of the Emptiness Realm didn't die, he would still be seriously injured.    

"Let's see how you block this palm. You can... "Damn it!"    

As the wind from the palm landed, Yao Yifeng's face revealed a trace of malice, and the sinister words came out from the corner of his mouth.    

"Is that so?"    

Ye Feng laughed coldly, his feet suddenly stomped on the ground, and his palm struck out.    

In the blink of an eye, an endless number of palm prints filled the air above his head, forming an indestructible barrier.    

Ten Layered Waves!    

As one of Ye Feng's few defensive martial skills, he had only used a few of these, but it had a miraculous effect.    

Whoa, whoa …    

As the wind from his palm danced, a nearly transparent defensive barrier could actually be seen, protecting Ye Feng completely from head to toe.    

Bang! Just as the defensive barrier was formed, Yao Yifeng's Palm Strength had already arrived.    

Yao Yifeng was completely confident in this palm of his that he could unleash the entirety of his.    

A low rank Heaven Rank martial skill, coupled with a Second Level of King Stage cultivation, if it could not even break through the protection activated by a Void Stage Martial Cultivator, wouldn't that mean … Did he lose all his face?    

However, in the next moment, Yao Yifeng's figure that had yet to completely land on the ground, suddenly had his eyes pop out, as though he found it hard to believe what he had just seen.    

Where the wind from the palm strike hit, there was an extremely tyrannical recoil that surged out and actually … It shook his vital energy and blood backwards, causing him to leap into the air.    

"Impossible!"    

Yao Yifeng subconsciously let out a loud shout, but he was evidently a little flustered and exasperated. He made a circle in the air with his palm technique, and the eight continuous palm prints fell from different positions.    

The eight palm seals were either fierce, flexible, strange, or open and honorable. Each one of them was in harmony with the will of the Eight Trigrams.    

This martial skill had long been comprehended to a certain realm by Yao Yifeng. Being caught off guard, even if it was a Third Level of King Stage expert, none would dare to forcefully receive it.    

"Gossip, huh …"    

Feeling the eight palm prints above his head, Ye Feng suddenly smiled, and the protective shield around his body dissipated.    

Suddenly, he raised his right fist and punched out.    

A violent buzzing sound rang out, and in the entire Kunwu Stone Platform, all of the heaven and earth origin energy seemed to have received a response as it gathered towards Ye Feng's right fist.    

With a boom, the eight fists combined as the Ten-Direction Eight Trigrams Fist poured out.    

The immense strength was like pulling apart rotten weeds!    

Halfway through where Ye Feng was, a large amount of wrinkles suddenly appeared in the air.    

The might of one punch was like the might of heaven smashing down from the sky, and it drew out a large amount of the laws of the heaven and earth, howling as they rushed towards Yao Yifeng.    

This fist strike similarly contained the power of the Eight Trigrams, and Ye Feng's own understanding of the "Fetal Martial Vein", along with the huge amount of energy inside it, just by looking at its power alone, it was obvious that it far surpassed the fist technique Yao Yifeng was using.    

Ah!    

Yao Yifeng was so scared that his soul left his body.    

He never thought that Ye Feng, who was at the Emptiness Realm, would actually be able to unleash such a powerful punch.    

Moreover, the true meaning contained within this fist art seemed to be the same as the "Eight Trigrams" true meaning he was using. Suddenly, he could only take out a white jade talisman and crush it in the air. Then, his body disappeared from where he stood in a sorry state.    

Boom!    

The sound of thunder in the dry land resounded. Ye Feng's Ten-Direction Eight Trigrams Fist missed its target and forcibly smashed into the barrier created by Elder He, causing the entire huge barrier to uncontrollably light up and extinguish. The thousand meter wide stone platform, began to lightly tremble.    

Elder He, who was sitting on the stone platform, raised his eyebrows.    

Only he knew that this barrier that he had personally set up was completely capable of blocking an all-out attack from an expert of the Later Period of King Stage. Although this punch of Ye Feng's did not break the barrier, it was still possible to see the power contained within it …