World Wide Martial Art

Not paying much attention to Ao Feibai, Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the spot, absorbing the surrounding energy and incorporating it into his dantian drop by drop. Situ

The three forbidden states of divine magic disappeared, his breath was very weak, and there were waves of emptiness in his limbs and bones. At this time, he could only rely on the Demon Flame Dragon and Lion to fight.

Fortunately, the Yuan Power in the sea area where the Palace of Eternal Life is located is still strong. Under the devouring of the eternal green veins, the weakness in Ye Feng's body is slowly weakening.

Two violent roars shot straight into the sky, and the demon flame dragon and lion's mountain-like body collided with the Silver Dragon Spirit. They touched hundreds of times in just a short moment, causing the void to shatter and bursting with energy.

Buzz…

The collision of huge bodies caused the sky to buzz, and every impact and bite would trigger bursts of screams.

While the wind was sweeping, the silver dragon spirit swung its tail fiercely and flew the demon flame dragon and lion out of the air.

Ao Feibai's body below was panting. In this state, forcibly activating his martial spirit was extremely taxing on him. In addition, strange conditions appeared in many parts of his body, and a layer of fine blood beads overflowed from his body.

"Damn it, this injury... is really the most serious one I've ever suffered since I grew up. Even if I take the Guiyuan Pill, I can't suppress it."

Looking at the lion-shaped monster that was jumping up and down again, Ao Feibai cursed fiercely, stamped his feet on the ground, and tried his best to keep his breath in a certain state.

The shadow of the silver dragon hovering above its head gradually solidified a little, and a rich silver stream of light appeared from its tail and quickly rushed into the dragon's mouth.

Thunderclap!

A harsh explosion sounded soon, and a huge Yuanli ball rotated at high speed in the silver dragon's mouth. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding space cracked.

"Lion King, be careful, this is his martial spirit attack!"

Ye Feng, who felt something strange, raised his head and glanced, with a nervous look on his face. It was actually the Yuanli ball condensed in the mouth of the Silver Dragon Spirit. It was extremely solid and was made from the extreme compression of huge Yuanli. Since it was taken by Ao Feibai, When used as a trump card, its power is obviously self-evident.

Once the martial spirit comes out, it means that this is Ao Feibai's last resort.

"Winning or losing... depends on this."

"It's unbelievable. He actually forced Ao Feibai to use his martial spirit..."

The delirium in the crowd looked uncertain and murmured in low voices.

As a warrior, there is no doubt about the power of the martial spirit shadow, and it is also the last resort. No one is willing to use the martial spirit unless it is absolutely necessary.

The stronger the realm, the more so.

The martial soul is closely related to the cultivation level. Once it is injured, the cultivation level may stagnate or fall into the realm. The higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to recover after being injured.

Therefore, after reaching the King Realm, unless there is a life and death fight, no one will easily inspire the martial spirit.

"The final blow... Ao Feibai is too conceited. Even if he can win, he can't kill the prince-in-law. Three years of stagnant cultivation will make him fall far behind. Maybe three years later... you and me... Ha ha……"

Shui Yutang laughed loudly.

Three years is too precious for a warrior.

Shui Yutang's meaning is already very obvious.

Ao Feibai previously claimed that he was the number one young person in the Aolai Sea Territory. Indeed, no one dared to come forward to refute it. But after three years of stagnant cultivation, Wu Kunlun, himself, Zhen Taiming and even Princess Wu Ji might be able to Go ahead of him.

Looking at Ye Feng who was recovering his energy, Shui Yutang couldn't help but respect and fear this seventh-level human warrior in the virtual realm...

The Yuanli ball in the dragon's mouth rotated at an extremely fast speed, and its size increased slightly, almost reaching the thickness of a sea bowl.

The next moment, Ao Feibai stood up suddenly, and more blood flowed from his body, almost turning him into a bloody man.

"Dragon flames destroy the air and kill!"

After taking a deep breath, Ao Feibai let out an angry roar, and then waved his hands down fiercely.

The dragon's mouth opened, and the Yuanli ball suddenly shot out, with a breath of annihilation across the sky, and hit the head of the Demon Flame Dragon Lion.

The Yuanli ball, which was only about a foot in diameter, rotated at high speed and did not seem to have much lethality. However, after the ball passed by, the space shook violently, and as soon as wisps of heaven and earth rules emerged, they were shattered into pieces. Nothingness.

The scene instantly became dead silent, and everyone felt the terror of this blow.

Sensing the murderous intention, the Demon Flame Dragon Lion's footsteps stopped on the ground. Its head shook, and its pupils suddenly turned into a small dot. Layers of scales emerged from the Dragon Lion's body, transforming into crystal armor. Every inch of fur and skin was covered.

Ouch!

After shaking up its body, the Demon Flame Dragon Lion kicked off its hind limbs fiercely, smashed a piece of ground, and then rushed into the air.

Ye Feng's eyes were locked on the collision in mid-air at this moment. He frowned and had to temporarily stop swallowing energy. Faintly, he always felt that the attack launched by Ao Fei's Silver Dragon Spirit was extraordinary.

Maybe it's not as simple as it seems.

Boom!

The world shook, and under the constant breaking of rules and the violent impact of the dragon and lion, the two collided with each other.

At the moment of contact, the ball of Yuanli suddenly stagnated, and then exploded violently. The Yuanli compressed to the extreme spurted outward crazily, and a vast light went straight into the sky.

The blazing light stung people's eyes, and Yuanli overwhelmingly enveloped the dragon and lion. The crystals on the latter's body quickly filled with a layer of cracks.

Click...

The fine energy is constantly tearing apart, and even the rules of heaven and earth can be shattered. One can imagine what a terrifying attack the Demon Flame Dragon Lion has endured.

Amidst countless screams of terror, the crystals on the dragon and lion's body continued to crack, but it also offset most of the power. He let out a ferocious roar and sprayed out countless rays of energy from his mouth to resist the power of the martial soul's blow.

It lasted for about ten breaths before the power of the Yuanli Ball began to weaken rapidly. At the same time, the crystal armor on the Demon Flame Dragon Lion was also shattered into a mess.

"I finally caught it... No!"

Just as Ye Feng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a sense of danger arose in his heart. Just when all the light of Yuanli dissipated, a dim flame suddenly appeared in mid-air and hit the Lion King's forehead.

Roar……

The moment the purple fire appeared, a distant dragon roar sounded at the same time, with a shocking ancient pressure, which instantly enveloped the dragon and lion.

The roar of the dragon was too fast, and it was not coming from the Silver Dragon Spirit, but... it came from that purple flame.

A moment later, the Demon Flame Dragon Lion was stunned on the spot.

It's not that it doesn't want to resist, it's just that it's difficult to resist.

Dragons once stood at the pinnacle of all races and ruled countless worlds for a long time. The fear of monsters towards dragons has long been ingrained in their blood.

This was Zuwei's suppression. As a monster, he instinctively had the idea of ​​surrender.

Under such circumstances, the purple flame quietly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was close to the lion's forehead...