Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"He was indeed only using some strange method just now to kill Senior Brother Zhu Ai when he failed to strike him in time."    

"Other than his average speed, the rest of this boy's Fifth Level of Void Stage is merely a little stronger than normal. Perhaps he can defeat someone at the seventh stage of the Sixth Level of Void Stage, but in front of Senior Brother Ning Dongming who is at the ninth stage, there is only death waiting for him …"    

"Senior-apprentice Brother Zhu is really dead …"    

The Heavenly Extreme Hall disciples by the side discussed, at the same time, they looked at Ye Feng with eyes full of disdain and ridicule.    

This stinky brat only had this little bit of strength, and he really thought of himself as a peerless genius. He actually had the guts to say those arrogant words just now?    

However, they did not know that in order to attract the Heavenly Extreme Hall disciples over, Ye Feng had lowered his cultivation level by who knew how many levels.    

Ye Feng could easily kill Ning Dongming with one slash.    

But if he did that, other than Zhuge Chong, no one else on the Heavenly Extreme Hall side would have the guts to fight him. According to the shameless style of Heavenly Extreme Hall, he would definitely swarm over, and at that time, Ye Feng would have to worry about Master Dong and Huo Jing'er.    

Therefore, he wanted to use this kind of method on purpose, to purposely show weakness, and attract the contempt of the Heavenly Extreme Hall.    

First, he had to get rid of a few Ninth Level of Void Stage s, so that he could have the confidence to completely block everyone's attacks.    

Regarding Ye Feng's current reaction, there was also a trace of doubt that flashed across Zhuge Chong's eyes.    

Could it be that this kid really had a false reputation?    

Who cares!    

Although he did not know what Ye Feng was up to, Zhuge Chong had always been a calm person. He had always wanted to stall for time, so Ye Feng's actions undoubtedly suited his intentions.    

In Zhuge Chong's eyes, it didn't matter if Ye Feng was truly at this level or if he was deliberately concealing his strength, it didn't matter. As long as they waited until Senior Brother Ye Bufann and his people arrived, even if this brat had wings, he would definitely not be able to fly out of Heavenly Extreme Hall's grasp.    

Since he wanted to play, he might as well play with him for a while longer.    

The sword technique he had used, Profound Rank Extreme Grade, was extremely powerful and had an unimaginable killing power. It was not an exaggeration to say that with Ning Dongming's cultivation level, he could definitely use this blade technique to fight against other experts of the Half-Step King Stage that were not from the Sacred Grounds.    

Who knew how many opponents he had defeated.    

In his opinion, besides being a little bit faster, Ye Feng was completely no match for him in all other aspects.    

Just thinking of how the sect would do everything to capture Ye Feng, and the possibility of his falling into his hands, Ning Dongming became extremely excited.    

The red blade-light of the stinky brat looked good, but it was completely useless. He would definitely shatter it with a single slash and then, he would be able to take him down with ease.    

Bang Bang...    

Sure enough, as Ning Dongming thought, when the two blade lights clashed, Ye Feng's blade beams were instantly suppressed by the black colored blade light that Ning Dongming shot out. After a wave of spirit energy had dispersed, Ye Feng's figure was pushed far far back.    

"Stinking brat, is this all you got? Kneel down to grandpa! "    

Ning Dongming took the opportunity and pounced forward, using his left hand to support himself as five fan-like fingers grabbed straight towards Ye Feng.    

However, this grab failed.    

Ye Feng was like a loach, twisting his body to the east and drilling to the west.    

The surrounding Heavenly Extreme Hall disciples, including Zhuge Chong, all felt that this brat's luck was just too good.    

"Motherf * cker, if this kid didn't rely on a profound footwork technique, he probably would've been taken by Senior Brother Ning long ago, right?"    

"I wonder who gave him the guts to make a deal with Senior Brother Liang Jiuzhou for the second half of the year?"    

"We can't escape that many times, we won't be so lucky every time. This brat will always get caught by Senior Brother Ning. When the time comes, we'll carry him back to the Heavenly Extreme Mountain and hang him there for half a month as an example …"    

"…"    

Huff, puff, huff …    

Ning Dongming's huge body dashed left and right in the arena, but was unable to do anything to Ye Feng. Just as his breathing became rapid and he was about to stop for a moment, Ye Feng's figure suddenly appeared behind Ning Dongming like a ghost.    

In his hand, a cold saber light akin to the moonlight shot out.    

"Brat, grandpa is waiting for you to fall into his trap."    

All of a sudden, Ning Dongming who looked extremely tired suddenly straightened his chest, his body shaking, his mouth releasing out explosive sounds, he kept his blade, both of his hands were like two steel hoops, aimed straight at Ye Feng's body that was approaching him.    

"I've been tricked?"    

A clear look of panic flashed across Ye Feng's eyes, in the midst of everything, he had already messed up his mind, his right hand wielding the blade crazily waved, it was as though he was hacking around randomly.    

"Haha, this kid is panicking."    

"Just now, he was unable to match Senior Brother Ning in terms of his sabresmanship. Now that he's killing so randomly, it'll be easy for Senior Brother Ning to take him down …"    

"I'm afraid that even if he were to randomly slash like this, he wouldn't be able to break through Senior Ning's defenses. As long as he is caught, it will be extremely difficult for him to escape."    

The Heavenly Extreme Hall disciples all revealed expressions of victory in their hands, and even Zhuge Chong slightly nodded his head.    

It seemed that he had been too cautious, overestimating this Ye surnamed brat.    

Other than movement speed being alright, there was simply nothing else.    

But...    

It was as if a ferocious bear was pressing down on Ning Dongming, whose entire body was blooming. When the Armor of Elemental Qi made contact with the light of Ye Feng's random slashing, it actually made a "chi chi" sound, and was directly split apart.    

Then, the random blades hacked down, with a sharp stance, one blade heavily slashed at Ning Dongming's body.    

They had expected that the other party's difficulty in breaking Ning Dongming's Armor of Elemental Qi did not appear.    

Under Ye Feng's blade, the seemingly thick and dense Armor of Elemental Qi was as weak as paper, it did not have much of an effect.    

In the arena, Ning Dongming's face was similarly frozen with a look of disbelief. His eyes were wide open, as if he had not expected something like this to happen.    

He stood motionlessly on the spot. Suddenly, lines of blood shot out from every part of his body. Soon after, blood spurted out from all over his body. His body immediately exploded into pieces. He had been chopped into eight pieces.    

"What …"    

This scene caused all the disciples of the Heavenly Extreme Hall to cry out in alarm at the same time, and everyone present stared their eyes wide in disbelief.    

Senior Brother Ning Dongming, who clearly had the upper hand and had beaten the other party to the point that the other party had no way of fighting back, had actually … Yet, he was dismembered by that Ye surnamed brat?    

How is this possible?    

It's not scientific.    

In the last stage, Senior Brother Ning Dongming might have underestimated his opponent, but according to common sense, even if a fifth or sixth level Void Stage Martial Cultivator were able to break open Senior Brother Ning's Armor of Elemental Qi, at most, they would only leave a little wound on his body.    

How could this be?    

"There's something strange about his blade!"    

After a moment of silence, one of the Heavenly Extreme Hall Martial Cultivator suddenly stretched out a finger, pointed at the blade in Ye Feng's hand that he himself did not understand, and roared loudly …