Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

On the Blood Dragon Flag stand, a middle-aged King Stage Expert with an arrogant expression spoke out.    

The other Blood Dragon Flag disciples all had excited looks on their faces. Just now, Mo Lengchang had defeated Lin Feihuang with a single move and displayed his profound strength, filling them with confidence.    

"I will let you experience what is called living a life worse than death!" Mo Lengchang's voice was filled with cruelty.    

"If you have any tricks up your sleeve, just show them to me."    

Ye Feng who had recovered from his sloppy state had a flash of inspiration, the incoming billowing Evil Qi seemed to have no effect on him.    

"What is the Brother Ye doing? Why don't they attack directly?"    

With his understanding of Ye Feng, no matter how strong he was, he would not be a match for Ye Feng. In the Sea Area of Endlessness, even the powerful Half-step Demon King Ye Feng could be easily killed, so how could a single Ninth Level of Void Stage be enough to deal with him?    

Chen Xiao, who was at the side, heard Zhong Lee's words. With a smile on his face, he replied: "This brat, he wants to see what methods the Three Major Sects have. He is truly astute, not something that those rash people can compare to …"    

City Lord Hsing who was beside Special Envoy of Upper City also slightly nodded his head, a pleased expression subconsciously showing on his face.    

"Hua!"    

On the stage, the smell of blood was growing stronger and stronger. Mo Lengchang felt as if he had just walked out from the depths of hell as the blood-red blade in his hand made everyone's heart palpitate.    

When his blood energy reached its peak, he finally could not hold it in anymore. He let out an explosive sound as his speed suddenly increased by thousands of times.    

"Berserker Blade of Blood Harmony!"    

Ka-cha! *    

Mo Lengchang's body was like thunder as the blood-red long blade was unsheathed at this moment. It was as if a pool of blood which had not been opened for a hundred years instantly opened, and the pungent stench of blood that assaulted the nostrils made people nauseous.    

The blood energy mixed with the saber intent pierced through the heavens and pierced through the earth. It rose nearly ten zhang in the air before transforming into a huge blood colored blade edge that hacked down in all directions.    

Rumble …    

Many of the young Martial Cultivator s on the four sides of the viewing gallery cried out in alarm and stood up in shock. They were all shocked by Mo Lengchang's attack.    

Such combat prowess was on the verge of entering the realm of kings.    

"Blood Dragon Flag expert Mo Lengchang, when he was young, he once entered the Blood Desert Valley and encountered a blade senior who gave him pointers.    

"As a direct descendant of the Mo Clan in the Blood Dragon Flag, he used the best resources available. Furthermore, his Talent of Martial Dao far surpassed an ordinary Martial Cultivator, and he had always viewed him as a candidate to be a Saint. His status and position is even higher than Young Master Mo Gaokun."    

"…"    

In that moment, all the information regarding Mo Lengchang quietly spread around the crowd.    

As soon as the expert made a move, he immediately knew if it was true or not.    

The gesture of this stroke alone was enough to show that he had the potential to set foot in the sage realm. Was he really so arrogant and cold?    

"My son is a cold person, he's not someone that those trashy trash with no background can compare to. Three slashes, and at most three slashes, I can kill that kid on the stage! "    

Amidst the shocked cries, the middle-aged King opened his mouth again as a loud voice resounded, suppressing the chaotic noises coming from all directions.    

Three blades...    

Perhaps all three strikes were unnecessary, as long as … Cut it!    

Swish!    

The blade slashed down like lightning, but Ye Feng chose not to take it head-on, and stepped backwards instead.    

The spirit energy in his body turned into thousands of threads as it surged forward. He carefully tried to figure out the profoundness behind this saber technique.    

Now that the three sects have been completely incriminated, one must be fully prepared. This time, the people who appeared in the City Competition were all core experts who had almost passed down the essence of the three sects.    

It had to be said that the "berserk blood endure blade" that Mo Lengchang had erupted with was a little overbearing. From the level, it had at least reached the Earth Rank High Grade level, and of course, this kind of blade technique, in Ye Feng's eyes, was a little lacking in something.    

During this critical moment, Ye Feng had already escaped from his attack range and appeared on the other side of the stage.    

"Tyrannical, yet lacking in agility and agility. Although it looks fierce, it is actually quite ordinary."    

"If you can hit me, then this match is my loss."    

After pondering for a while, Ye Feng actually opened his mouth and spoke in a loud voice. The words he said were even more tyrannical, arrogant, and arrogant than Mo Lengchang's wild blade!    

Many of them looked at each other, and some even rubbed their ears with all their might. Even some of the King Stage Expert s had speechless expressions on their faces.    

Fifth Level of Void Stage versus experts of the ninth level, he actually … Saying something like that?    

"Ugh …" Isn't the Genius Ye a little too free? I heard those words … "It seems like he really deserves a beating."    

Qin Hua, who was covering his wound with his hands, rolled his eyes. However, his heart was sweating for Ye Feng, and as for the nearby Lin Feihuang, his face was full of worry.    

Maybe the Genius Ye could compete with Mo Lengchang in terms of combat strength, but they couldn't. If it was said that he had lost, even the King Stage Expert wouldn't dare to boast like that.    

"Impulsive."    

City Lord Hsing's white brows trembled and could not help but slightly frown as he spat out two words.    

A county level genius indeed had extraordinary talent, but this boy's personality needed to be changed. Otherwise, if he were to meet a true expert in the future, he would suffer a great loss.    

"Miss, this young man is very interesting. Do you want …"    

At the seat of honor in the City Lord Hsing, the girl that accompanied the envoy of Jinhua City giggled and whispered into Tian Lan's ears. The latter did not say a word, but her pair of long and bright eyes continued to rest on Ye Feng's body …    

As for Mo Lengchang, who was standing opposite of Ye Feng, he was so depressed that he was about to go crazy.    

This brat's mouth was too much.    

"Second form of Wild Blade, Infinite Saber Intent!"    

The blood red blade became blurry and illusory. Mo Lengchang's face became extremely serious, with both of his hands wielding the blade, he slowly slashed down from the sky.    

His movements were extremely slow, as if he was holding up a huge mountain, and his entire body seemed to be one with the blade.    

"That's more like it."    

Ye Feng raised his eyebrow, and praised the fierce Qi of the blade, his clothes fluttered, the blade had not descended yet, but the blade Qi was already shaking in all directions, which showed the power of the blade, it was definitely not a small matter.    

Behind Ye Feng, many Void Stage Martial Cultivator s had unsightly expressions on their faces.    

As the blood-red blade slowly chopped down, it gave them the illusion that they had fallen into an icehouse.    

Even though it was more than a hundred zhang away, the surrounding people still felt the terrifying power of this blade. In their eyes, everything had disappeared, leaving only a vast amount of saber Qi. It was like a snowstorm sweeping across the void, bringing an endless amount of pressure as it came crashing down.    

Mo Lengchang's figure had already disappeared.    

His entire body had become an endless sharp blade. Saber intent diffused throughout his body, and his Saber Qi continued to regenerate its Qi.    

"Peak of the ninth level!"    

Astonishment filled the faces of the experts from various sects in the spectator stands. The expressions of some of the second and third rate forces' Sect Master s were even darker. The essence of this technique made them feel inferior.    

And the moment Mo Lengchang slashed out, his aura gushed towards his Half-Step King Stage, and his cultivation shockingly reached the peak of the ninth stage.    

The current attack, could be said to be a meticulously planned one, Mo Lengchang had only revealed his true cultivation when he made his move, to the opponent, being caught off guard, was definitely an oppressive attack.    

"This child really has the demeanor of a sage realm expert!"    

"Saber Qi is ancient and natural, this is to thoroughly understand the true meaning within it. It is rumored that Mo Lengchang would meet a sword master by chance, it seems like it was not a fake …"    

The words of the King Stage Expert s were spoken from the bottom of their hearts, and when they saw Ye Feng, they subconsciously sneered and shook their heads.    

The latter had a dazed look on her face and stood rooted to the spot without making any other movements.    

"Young people, hiding your strength and making things difficult for others is not a good thing."    

"To be crushed by both his cultivation and saber aura, it looks like this fellow's mind is already in a state of confusion, and has lost his soul …"    

"I really don't know who gave him the guts to say those words just now."    

"…"    

Being suppressed by this kind of blade aura, forget about injuring him, even killing Ye Feng with one slash wouldn't be a big deal.