Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

But after a moment, Ye Feng who had a bad perception used his strong mental power to clear his mind, washing away all the negative emotions that filled the air. His eyes were filled with determination, and his heart was filled with fighting spirit.    

In such a critical moment, the elemental energy in his body, the Law of Artistic Conception, and the Cyan Black Nether Fire were all channeled to the limits at the same time.    

Ye Feng knew that only by using all of his trump cards, would he be able to defeat Ye Bufann's third sword attack, and escape from his martial soul.    

Several different types of energies suddenly intertwined together, forming a single entity.    

These three offensive techniques were completely different from each other. Logically speaking, it was impossible for them to perfectly fuse together, and there would always be some conflicts between them.    

However, in the face of life and death crisis, under the control of his powerful mental force, the three energies combined into one and gathered in his hand at the same time.    

Ye Feng's aura suddenly soared, and his strength also started to increase bit by bit.    

He let out a short roar, and his voice shook.    

The Moluo Blade flew into the air in the blink of an eye. A ray of three-colored light intertwined with each other, forming a black bolt of lightning.    

"Hmm? What kind of martial skill is this? This feeling, the power and aura actually isn't inferior to my 'One Sword Kill the Immortal'? "    

"Could it be, that this is the trump card of your Ye Feng?"    

Ye Bufann muttered to himself.    

Even before he finished speaking, the golden sword light had already collided ruthlessly with the Moluo Blade that Ye Feng had thrown out.    

BOOM!    

An especially dull explosion sounded out. The violent air currents from the explosion caused the ground in a radius of a thousand feet to not be damaged in an instant.    

Sand and stones flew everywhere, and plants that had been growing for who knows how many years were uprooted along with the roots. Amongst these plants, there were many towering ancient trees that were hugged by several people.    

The entire ground was a mess. Countless cracks had appeared from the collision. The destructive power of this collision was truly astonishing.    

By the time the four sides of the origin energy had calmed down, the two sides' erupting energies also dispersed. The two lights simultaneously dimmed.    

Thump, thump, thump …    

Ye Feng retreated a dozen steps, let out a wail, and spat out another mouthful of blood. His expression was stiff, his face was like golden paper, obviously his injuries were not light.    

Ye Bufann, who was standing opposite of him, had also received a huge blow, and a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth.    

It was obvious that Ye Bufann was also injured, but from the looks of it, Ye Bufann's injuries were far less severe than Ye Feng's.    

But it was not over. The golden sea serpent dragon transformed into the torrent, and only stayed in the air for a few breaths of time, after which it roared towards Ye Feng and fiercely attacked him.    

Ye Bufann reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes revealing a trace of excitement.    

His Fifth Level of Void Stage had actually withstood three of his own heaven's nine swords. Ye Feng's martial potential was indeed excessively high.    

At this moment, even though Ye Bufann didn't want to admit it, he had no choice but to admit that Ye Feng's talent in martial cultivation was even stronger than his own.    

But so what?    

No matter how strong he was, wouldn't he die at his hands?    

Just when Ye Bufann thought that Ye Feng could only close his eyes and wait for death to occur, he never thought that Ye Feng would suddenly stand up again.    

With the support of the Ninth Heaven of Roc Body Movement, Ye Feng's speed was extremely fast, and he avoided the sea serpent dragon's attack in a matter of seconds, jumping more than thirty meters in the blink of an eye, and appeared in front of Ye Bufann.    

This brat actually had the ability to fight?    

Ye Bufann seemed to be rather surprised, he looked at Ye Feng and laughed coldly: "I didn't expect you to be an indestructible cockroach. You actually blocked three of my sword skills, but right now, you only have half your life left, you don't even have a weapon left, could it be … Would he still be my opponent? "    

When Ye Feng had used his full strength just now, the Moluo Blade had been blasted several hundreds of meters away. At this time, the space in Ye Feng's hands was empty and he did not have any spirit artifacts.    

In this way, Ye Bufann had also underestimated him by a third.    

With a spirit weapon, he wouldn't be a match for her, let alone losing the boost from a spirit weapon.    

He sneered and shouted, "Let this prince send you to the west with a single strike!"    

With that, the vitality on Ye Bufann's body became dense again, his entire body releasing a gold light, the golden Longsword in his hand had already started to absorb and release sword intent.    

However, right at that moment, Ye Bufann suddenly realised, on Ye Feng's face that was getting closer and closer, the corner of his mouth was raised into a sneer.    

He thought, "Not good, I've been tricked."    

Sure enough, in the hands of the quickly approaching Ye Feng, a foot long ancient monument suddenly appeared.    

The heavy inscriptions on the tablet looked simple, causing Ye Bufann to open his eyes and exclaim.    

Although... This was something that the Hall Lord Chen Xin had asked for, but Ye Bufann had never seen it before. Upon seeing it now, he couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt.    

What was Ye Feng trying to do? Was he trying to use it as a weapon?    

When he was about ten feet from Ye Bufann, he suddenly shouted out, and a burst of mental undulations swept out like a tidal wave, and the target of the attack, was Ye Bufann himself.    

Ye Feng's spirit energy fluctuated at an extremely strange frequency and burst out together with his spirit energy. With precise control of his mind energy, the impact range fell onto Ye Bufann's body.    

Facing the sudden burst of mental pressure, Ye Bufann's body was on the verge of collapsing.    

Rumble …    

The moment the powerful mental force entered his mind, his mind went blank, and the expression on his face, which was originally somewhat hideous due to shock, suddenly stiffened in an instant. Ye Bufann felt as if his soul was going to fly out of his body, and his body became completely stiff. He stood there motionlessly, with a serious expression on his face.    

"This is bad!" Other than the fact that your elemental energy is deep, you're also a spiritual force expert? "    

In that moment, Ye Bufann reacted.    

A circle of gold light quickly rippled out from his body, the gold light carried the powerful effect of calming air, and after it appeared, Ye Bufann instantly recovered his mobility, as a look of shame and anger flashed past his eyes.    

Good kid, I almost fell for it.    

Fortunately, he carried the spirit protection spirit artifact that was bestowed upon him by the higher ups of the Heavenly Extreme Hall. Otherwise, he really might have failed miserably.    

"You're right!"    

Ye Feng smiled slightly and made a hand sign, causing the Nine Extreme Heavenly Stele to rush out. On the tombstone, a small tadpole swam out, turning into a streak of black Qi, and fiercely thrusted its head towards Ye Bufann's head.    

In the face of this black gas, the golden light that had resolved the mental attack "Spirit Shocking Wave" did not have much of an effect and instantly dispersed.    

Ye Bufann's mind was in a mess, his eyes were unfocused, and he just stood in place in a daze.    

Somehow, he only felt that he had fallen into endless darkness, and deep within this darkness, there was even an ancient beast that was savage, terrifying, opened its huge mouth, and wanted to swallow him whole …    

"Ah …"    

With a wail, a large mouthful of blood sprayed out. Ye Bufann's face instantly paled, but his absent-minded state had already been lifted.    

Although the spirit defense spirit artifact bestowed by the sect was useless, Ye Bufann still had other secret methods, and could only activate them by force. He had to pay a huge price to make him spit out blood.    

He revealed his murderous aura as he looked at Ye Feng with incomparable malevolence, and bellowed sternly, "A fellow with the surname Ye, I will kill you!"    

"I will kill you too!"    

Ye Feng, who had already completely closed in, also let out a stern shout.    

The gigantic stone tablet in his hand rose up high, like he was patting flies, he swung it down towards Ye Bufann with all his might.