Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Clang, clank!

The feather thorns formed by countless night blades completely enveloped Yan Jinghong's body in an instant.

The sharp spikes of the feather blades have already penetrated slightly into the layer of ice armor on Yan Jinghong's body. As long as Ye Weiyang exerts a little force, all those invisible night blades will pierce into Yan Jinghong's body.

The invisible night blade can be divided and combined. When combined, it forms a seven-foot long sword. When divided, it can be transformed into billions of countless tiny particles.

These invisible night blades can even directly invade the internal organs along with blood circulation.

When fighting with Yagami, once a wound is opened by him, the probability of defeat is almost 90%.

"Too careless!"

Yan Jinghong frowned slightly, he could feel the astonishing sharp energy coming from the countless feather thorns.

If Ye Weiyang hadn't been merciful, those countless tiny night blades would have entered his body, not only destroying his internal organs, but even cannibalizing his Yuan Power, shattering his Qi Sea, and turning him into a complete useless person .

"I think the winner has been decided."

Night God stood there with a calm face, holding the right arm of Night God's Blade, as if opening a huge wing, the Thousand Blade Wings, making a "clanging" sound of gold and iron, countless Night Blades , transformed into a pair of wings that exudes metallic luster. Its intimidating power alone is already intimidating to ordinary people.

On the platform of the sky.

"Nephew Weiyang actually developed that night blade to a higher level!"

Mu Xuanxiao stroked his long beard, his eyes filled with approval.

"This is a newly learned move by that kid. I don't remember that this kid has such a move. That night blade has obviously been upgraded to another level!"

The Tai'a Divine Clan is famous for its swordsmanship, and naturally there are countless forging masters in the clan who are proficient in forging.

Qin Zheng, as the leader of the Tai'a Divine Clan, is also an outstanding forging master.

With just one glance, Qin Zheng could tell that the Blade of the Night God in Ye Weiyang's hand was obviously different from before.

The previous Night God's Blade can of course be split into countless small Night Blades with Ye Weiyang's thoughts.

However, the Thousand-Blade Wings could easily cut through the Xuntian Ice Soul Armor on Yan Jinghong's body.

This is definitely not a level that ordinary fairy swords can reach.

This Blade of the Night God has reached the level of divine forging, and may be called a Taoist weapon!

There is already a trace of Taoism in Taoist soldiers, which cannot be compared with other weapons.

And Ye Weiyang and this Taoist weapon are obviously very compatible. This sword was born for him.

This relationship is like the exclusive heavenly weapons of the Tiandao clan, such as Ling Feng's Destruction in All Directions and Ling Taixu's Heavenly Execution.

Ye Weiyang is not from the Heavenly Dao clan, so it is naturally impossible for him to give birth to a heavenly weapon that is exclusive to him.

But the compatibility between this sword and himself has almost reached the level of a heavenly weapon for the Tiandao clan.

Therefore, he was able to fully utilize the power of this sword.

"Is this the opportunity he got on the battlefield of all races?"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

The layer of Xuntian Ice Soul Armor on Yan Jinghong's body was formed by condensing the power of the Xantian clan's divine patterns.

In other words, it is almost comparable to immortal level armor.

And Ye Weiyang's Thousand Blade Wings can actually break through armor easily.

The destructive power of that sword was too astonishing.

Although he had already expected that Ye Shen's strength could not be weak, his ability to crush Yan Jinghong in this way was beyond Ling Feng's expectations.

If it were him, if he was wrapped by those thousand-blade wings, would he be able to escape easily?

Perhaps, his only advantage is that he will not be disturbed by the Night God's "Night Gaze", and will not be locked by the Thousand Blade Wings in a brief absence like Yan Jinghong.

But it may still be extremely difficult to defeat Yagami.

"interesting!"

On the other side, Li Jiu, who had already won a match, narrowed his eyes and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

However, there was still a hint of shock in his eyes, more or less.

Ye Weiyang's strength also exceeded Li Jiu's expectations.

"I didn't expect that in this session of Ten Thousand Races Sky Hunters, there would be so many interesting juniors, Jie Jie Jie..."

Li Jiu sneered secretly in his heart, and his whole body exuded an extremely cold aura, which made people's hair stand on end.

…

"I surrender!"

Yan Jinghong clenched his fists. Although he felt extremely unwilling to give in, he also knew that if the other party had not spared his hand, he would have been seriously injured.

The winner has been decided, and the gap is too obvious.

Even if you continue to resist tenaciously, you will only bring humiliation to yourself.

No wonder there are always rumors about Ye Shen Weiyang in Zhongyuan Domain.

Being able to be honored as the Night God has proven that his strength and talent are unique.

But, can that guy Ling Feng defeat him?

Yan Jinghong couldn't help but look at Ling Feng. Although Ling Feng gave him the same feeling of being extremely powerful, even he might not be able to withstand Ye Shen's Thousand Blade Wings.

Ye Weiyang bowed her hands to Yan Jinghong and said calmly: "Junior brother Yan has made rapid progress. This battle is accepted!"

Yan Jinghong felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. For a long time, in his opinion, besides Ling Feng, he was the most evil person in the world.

But it is obvious that the world is huge and the talented and powerful are like the crucian carp crossing the river.

If you underestimate the heroes of the world because you have obtained the Sky Patrol Pattern, that would be really stupid.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Jinghong quickly corrected his attitude, bowed to Ye Weiyang, then turned around and jumped off the ring.

At this point, the top three promotion matches are all over.

"Today's competition is all over. Congratulations to the three promoted players, Ling Feng from the Saofeng Camp, Ye Weiyang from the Haotian Divine Clan, and Li Jiu from the Shinto Sect. Congratulations to the three of you for being promoted to the top three!"

Ye Changtianlang laughed, and then, there was a "bang" from the six God of War thrones, and three of the empty thrones exploded.

Roar! ——

In the dark, a sound of roaring dragons and tigers seemed to be heard in the void, and the earthly spiritual energy divided among the three God of War thrones was plundered by the other three thrones.

In an instant, the energy of the earth veins felt by Ling Feng and others doubled.

Not only the level of spiritual energy has improved, but Ling Feng can even feel that his own luck power seems to have also improved.

Martial arts monks can defy the heavens and take their lives. Although luck is mysterious and unpredictable, it is a crucial condition.

The improvement in the power of luck is even more meaningful to Ling Feng than directly improving a realm.

After all, he was already a man with incredible luck, and any slight improvement was almost impossible to come by.

Roar!

Roar!

Roar! ——

Sure enough, the next moment, behind Ling Feng and Ye Weiyang, large dragons of luck were suspended at the same time, circling and entangled, and the dragons roared for nine days.

Behind the two of them, dragons soared into the sky, vaguely showing signs of fighting against each other.

However, behind Li Jiu, there was not even a fortune dragon, not even the slightest sign of anything strange.

Li Jiu just sat on his God of War Throne with a calm and indifferent expression, seemingly not feeling the slightest benefit that the God of War Throne brought to him.

Such a strange scene is even more incredible than the scene of the dragon of luck roaring for nine days behind Ling Feng and Ye Weiyang.

Even if Li Jiu is born unlucky, no matter how unlucky he is, if he can get the blessing of the God of War Throne, he can at least become what ordinary people call a "lucky person".

But judging from the current situation, it is no longer a question of whether Li Jiu is unlucky or not.

It seemed to him that there was no such thing as luck.

Mu Xuanxiao counted with his fingers, and then revealed a look of surprise, "I can't calculate this person's fate at all. Li Jiu, is it just a fake name?"

"I can't see through his luck. It's just covered in a layer of black energy. It's weird. It's really weird!"

The leader of the Void Soul Clan frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Not only is it weird, it doesn't look like a living person at all!"

Qin Zheng even tightened his fists. He had not forgotten how Li Jiu severely wounded his junior from the Tai'a God Clan.

"Who is this guy?"

On the throne of the God of War, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Although he was not good at the art of deducing heaven's secrets, he had previously obtained a method of fortune-seeing from the relics of "Laughing Heaven's Secret", the second son of the Evil Valley.

Although the secret deduction is extremely mysterious and requires a lot of time to be immersed in it, Ling Feng managed to get started with his powerful soul source.

He can easily deduce the power of luck and the evolution of fate of ordinary people.

Although it cannot be said to be a miraculous calculation, it can still guide ordinary people to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, barely reaching a level of accuracy.

But when it comes to monks, it gradually becomes less stable.

Warriors can defy the will of heaven and take lives. The more powerful a monk is, the more unpredictable his fate is.

And some people with extraordinary talents can hardly see his destiny clearly.

But no matter what, it is not like Li Jiu, who is not only covered with black energy, but also black energy.

This doesn't look like a living person anymore.

However, he is clearly a person, and he is so powerful.

Ling Feng was puzzled and had no choice but to give up.

No matter what Li Jiu's purpose is, at least so far, he doesn't seem to have done anything to threaten himself.

The final decisive battle is coming.

No matter who the opponent is, they just have to fight!

If a warrior loses his will to be invincible, then his path to martial arts may have come to an end.

"The final decisive battle will begin after a day's rest. There will be a match between each of the three players. The winner of both matches will be the overall champion of this year's Ten Thousand Races Arena!"

Ye Changtian announced the rules of the final battle, which means that there will be three more games, each of which will definitely be the pinnacle battle.

Everyone couldn't help but complain, why do we have to wait another day?

However, in order to allow all players to return to their peak condition, the patience for this day is understandable.

As dusk fell, all clans and tribes descended the mountain and left one after another.

The day of decisive battle is approaching.