Martial Arts Emperor

This time, it wasn't too loud.

But it was with deep disdain that everyone could hear clearly.

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned, and they all focused on one side.

"Is Miss Feiyue going to take action?"

"Compared to Miss Feiyue, he is indeed not a genius."

"Who in the imperial dynasty, or even in this area, doesn't know that Miss Feiyue's soul power and spiritual power talent are unparalleled?" At this time, practitioners from the Zhao family, Xuanzong, and Huoyuan Sect spoke up.

"Let me take action?"

"He doesn't deserve it!"

While here, Yun Feiyue shouted again.

Wow!

At this moment, a maid next to him stepped out with the same proud gaze. She moved with lotus steps and suddenly jumped to the battle platform. Then her soul power exploded and aura rippled out.

"Eight-fold spiritual platform realm?"

"this!"

"She is just the maid next to Miss Feiyue."

"A maid is actually a soul master at the eighth level of the spiritual platform?"

This scene was simply shocking. For a moment, everyone looked at Yun Feiyue with deep awe in their eyes.

As for the maidservant, she also had a look of arrogance and disdain. She was originally a genius of the Yimu Dynasty, and she had just become Yun Feiyue's maidservant. Now she was standing on the battlefield of the dynasty conference, looking at Ye Yan and saying: "Today, I represent Miss Feiyue. If you go to war, you will definitely..."

Buzz!

Ye Yan was not interested at all in these Raj words.

Yun Feiyue has to lie down even if she goes on stage. She is just a maid, so what does she mean in front of Ye Yan?

Under Ye Yan's concentration, his soul power exploded instantly, then turned into a palm and rushed out, and then fell hard towards the maid.

Facing this palm, Yun Feiyue's maid was suddenly shocked.

Only when you are here can you fully feel the terror of Ye Yan's soul power palm.

His expression condensed, and his soul power suddenly exploded, forming barriers.

Bang!

But when Ye Yan's palm touched the barrier, the barrier immediately shattered and turned into powder. Then his palm completely fell on the face of Yun Feiyue, the maidservant, and she was slapped away. Then she fell to the ground and fainted.

hiss!

There are so many cultivators here who are concentrating, even the royal family members of the Yimu Dynasty have a trace of blue on their faces.

This dynasty conference was held to make Yun Feiyue famous in the world, but today Ye Yan took action to make Yun Feiyue lose face?

"Boy, I, the emperor of the Yimu Dynasty, am the Holy King. If you don't want to die, kneel down and confess immediately, otherwise..." On the battlefield, another person stood up and sent a message to Ye Yan. He was also wearing the uniform of the Yimu Dynasty royal family. Clothes, staring at Ye Yan with condensed murderous intent.

Ye Yan chuckled and said, "What?"

"You're starting to threaten me now that you can't beat me? I'll say it again today. Threatening me? You're not qualified yet!"

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yan's soul power swept over again and directly blew away the young man from the royal family.

Then he looked at the young men still standing on the battlefield.

Gudong!

These young men swallowed for a moment and then walked off the battlefield directly. Now only Ye Yan was left on the battlefield.

"Damn boy, you are so arrogant. It's a pity that I don't understand soul power at all. If this were on the battlefield of the 'Battle of Boys', I could crush you to death with one finger!" Huo Jin! His eyes were filled with condensed murderous intent.

As they sighed, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked at one side and murmured for a moment: "The sound of this sound means that only half of the 'battle of soul power' is left.

A quarter of an hour. "

"Is this person really going to be the leader of this battle station? If so, he will have two leaders!"

While everyone was sighing, Yun Feiyue looked calm and shouted: "You dare to attack my people?"

Boom!

After the words fell, everyone's eyes froze and then became shocked.

"Miss Feiyue takes action!"

call!

The cultivators of the royal family in the Yimu Dynasty also exhaled. Yun Feiyue's attack will definitely sweep everything away. They know that Yun Feiyue's spiritual power has now entered the holy realm, and her soul power has reached the semi-holy level!

Yun Feiyue even practiced holy grade soul power martial arts, which was enough to cope with everything.

As for Ye Yan, how can he compare with Yun Feiyue?

"Just a madman, he will definitely spill blood on the battlefield today!" Yi Jiuxing and others sneered coldly, with deep disdain.

"Half a quarter of an hour is enough to suppress you!" After landing on the battlefield, Yun Feiyue looked at Ye Yan with contempt on her brows.

boom……

After saying these words, his soul power exploded instantly, and then he transformed into a long sword and slashed at Ye Yan fiercely.

"The soul sword falls to the sky!"

Staring at this martial skill, some old men in the Yimu Dynasty exclaimed.

This martial skill has an extraordinary origin. Rumor has it that it was created by Emperor Yimu when he was young, but now it is so powerful when used by Yun Feiyue that even a semi-saint cultivator can't compete with the sword, right?

But Ye Yan chuckled, Yun Feiyue's eyes were full of contempt, and Ye Yan ignored it.

During this period of time, Yun Feiyue has been trying to break through to the holy realm just to stand proudly in front of Ye Yan, right?

But Ye Yan, how had he ever regarded him as an opponent?

She can't!

Her sister Yun Feixue is even worse!

In Ye Yan's eyes, he is the only opponent!

"cut!"

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Yan shouted in his heart, and the sword light flashed and whistled incomparably.

"What?"

The moment Ye Yan's sword appeared, everyone was stunned, especially the royal family of Yimu Dynasty. Yi Jiuxing and others stood up instantly, with disbelief on their faces.

"The soul sword falls into the sky?"

"Why does he know this set of martial arts?"

Over the years, the martial arts skills of the Yimu Dynasty's royal family have not been passed down to anyone but to Yun Feiyue, but today Ye Yan actually used them?

"Boy, you deserve to be damned if you secretly learn the martial arts skills of our Yimu Dynasty!" Yi Jiuxing shouted angrily, and a murderous intent was released.

"Stealing lessons?"

"Isn't there a 'Martial Arts Battle' on the battlefield? Why should I learn it secretly?" Ye Yan shouted.

this?

"There are rumors that there are eight sets of spiritual martial arts and two sets of holy martial arts on the battlefield, but no one has realized it for many years. Moreover, even the royal family who has studied the battle platform for many years only found eight sets of spiritual martial arts and one set of holy martial arts. That’s all, as for the other set of holy martial arts that has not been found, is that set of holy martial arts the ‘Soul Sword Falling to the Sky’?”

Some people were surprised.

"How is it possible? Boy, even if that martial skill is 'Soul Sword Falling to the Sky', who in the world can comprehend it in such a short time and be able to display it? Not even Huo Lu and other geniuses in the Huoyuan Sect can do it. Come on, you are obviously lying!" Yi Jiuxing shouted again.

"Others in the world can't evolve, so I can't evolve? Where do you think this is? Besides, Huo Lu and the others are geniuses? They're just mediocre!"

"You, Yimu Dynasty, are like this today, can't you afford it?"

"If you can't afford it, just say so. Don't mess with those useless things!"

Ye Yan suddenly roared.