World Wide Martial Art

call!

After being slightly surprised, Yan Ruqin moved his palm and a long sword appeared. Situ Reading 520 official website

This is a long red sword with runes engraved on it and emitting hot aura fluctuations. It is obviously a spiritual weapon, and its level is not low, reaching the level of a middle-grade spiritual weapon.

With the spiritual sword in his hand, Yan Ruqin's whole body glowed with red light, his robes fluttered, and a powerful aura burst out.

Chaoyuan sword style.

With a sharp shout, his eyes narrowed, and the sword light bloomed like fireworks, with a momentum that swept the world, and a hot flame enveloped Ye Feng in front of him.

brush!

Ye Feng stood there, his eyes slightly narrowed, and Yan Ruqin's every move was caught in his eyes. Even the seemingly fierce sword attacks were completely controlled by him.

"Is it a fire attribute? The swordsmanship is nothing but superficial."

After a moment of sensing, Ye Feng had a rough outline of Yan Ruqin's strength.

This is the benefit of strong mental power, being able to control one step ahead and gain insight into the opponent's strength and even moves.

Ye Feng raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, "Thirty-three on the yellow list?" However, it was far inferior to the Jiang Liuyun he encountered in Lieyan Digu.

When he defeated Jiang Liuyun in the Valley of Flames, Ye Feng had to fight through his injuries because he sensed how powerful Jiang Liuyun was. However, facing Yan Ruqin, Ye Feng felt that this was not necessary.

"Let me tell you whether I, Ye Feng, have the strength to enter this palace."

Just when the sword force penetrated the void and stabbed him, Ye Feng's hand suddenly flashed, and a short iron rod appeared. When he moved, the same hot flame burst out from his body.

The Flame Knife's July Flowing Fire!

Ye Feng took a step forward and struck forward with a short iron rod in his hand.

The stick was slashed out, and the fierce wind brought with it the roar of the wind, like a black rainbow, which was unstoppable across the sky. Finally, the shadow of the stick danced, and the short iron rod carried the power of thunder and struck at the shadow of the sword.

Wildfires start a prairie fire.

Ghost fires and foxes roar.

Fire trees and silver flowers,

Whoosh, whoosh, three moves in a row, the swords are fierce and domineering, each sword contains a terrifying momentum.

Under such a powerful sword technique, Yan Ruqin's expression changed drastically, Chao Yuan Sword Style was like a little daughter-in-law in front of her mother-in-law, her hands and feet were restrained, and she retreated steadily.

Even if there is a spiritual weapon in hand, it cannot be used.

"What a powerful swordsmanship." At this time, Yan Ruqin's heart became heavy and she felt a huge pressure.

He found that although Ye Feng's cultivation level had not yet reached the half-step innate level, his true energy was no worse than his, and even the moves the opponent unleashed tended to suppress him steadily.

"What's going on?" Next to him, Chen Lei, another disciple of the Chaoyuan Sect, looked startled, with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Senior Brother Yan is half a step ahead of his innate perfection. How could he be suppressed by a Tongming Realm warrior? No matter in terms of momentum, strength, or moves, he is all at a disadvantage. How can Ye Feng, who is ranked forty-seven on the yellow list, be so powerful?"

"I had known that this scene would happen. Senior Brother Yan was too reckless. I hope... Ye Feng can show mercy."

Beiqingman smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Buzz!

The red light flashed. Under Ye Feng's fierce attacks, Yan Ruqin was retreating steadily. The square had become the territory dominated by Ye Feng.

boom!

Suddenly a loud noise came out, the black stick shadow cut through the void, defeated the long sword, and immediately chopped off the head of the bag.

Bang bang!

Yan Ruqin felt a terrifying wave coming down from the sky, suffocating his breath. The strong oppression made his blood boil, and his blood vessels were about to burst. Such a terrifying momentum finally made him tremble, and there was a chill in his heart. .

Since he started practicing martial arts, there has never been a moment where he felt as fearful and powerless as now.

"This power, this sword technique, is really unbelievably powerful... No wonder, this person can enter the yellow list with the cultivation level of Tongming Realm." While retreating, Yan Ruqin was horrified.

He stared blankly at the shadow of the stick that had taken advantage of the situation and retreated hastily.

The power contained in the opponent's stick is too strong.

Especially the ferocious momentum, which was like the creation of the world, was so breathtaking that it made Yan Ruqin feel fear in her heart.

He was terrified and completely lost his fighting spirit.

Wow...

After barely avoiding the stick, Yan Ruqin's back leaned against the cold wall of Wanzai Palace. At this point, there was no retreat.

call……

Just when he stopped, another stick shadow pressed down like a mountain.

With a loud bang, the spiritual sword in his hand was smashed open by a huge force and fell out of his hand. At the moment when the black light continued to fall, Yan Ruqin's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

At this moment, he felt the deep fear of death.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have taken action against this Ye Feng.

Such thoughts flashed through Yan Ruqin's mind.

But...it's too late to regret.

Not only was Yan Ruqin frightened and filled with endless regret, but Bei Qingman and Chen Lei, a disciple of the Chaoyuan Sect next to him, also turned pale.

"Master Ye, please show mercy." Bei Qingman suddenly shouted.

Yan Ruqin is the nephew of a great elder of Chaoyuan Zong. If he died in Ye Feng's hands, there would be no possibility of reconciliation between Chaoyuan Zong and Ye Feng. And this Ye Feng, whose talent and strength are beyond imagination, and who has saved his life, no matter what kind of ending, Beiqingman doesn't want to see.

call……

Her plea for mercy came at just the right time. As soon as she finished her cry, one end of the short iron rod stopped about a foot above Yan Ruqin's head. The fierce and violent wind had already made Yan Ruqin's face look ashen. The bun on her head exploded, and many hair strands were blown short by the force, and every inch flew up.

However, the stick finally stopped.

Bei Qingman took a long breath, and Chen Lei also felt relieved.

That thunderous strike just now was as powerful as a rainbow, how could he suddenly stop the attack?

After their minds fell to the ground, they were all shocked.

An attack requires momentum like a rainbow. To move forward in an indomitable way, you must concentrate all your strength on one strike. A strike with all your strength can be said to be a collection of a warrior's energy and spirit, and the loss is huge.

This is like an arrow leaving the string, it is difficult to take back the offensive that has been sent.

If you want to be able to retract and release freely, you must either have absolute control over the blow you send out, or you must be able to do it with ease and not use your full strength.

No matter which point, there is no doubt that Ye Feng's image is highly valued in their hearts.

Except for some peerless geniuses, there are probably only a few people who can achieve this level in the Transparent Realm.

In the entire Chaoyuan Sect, only Bei Haiming can defeat Yan Ruqin. Is this Ye Feng's real strength stronger than his senior brother Bei Haiming?

Bei Qingman and Chen Lei looked at each other, with shock in their eyes.

"Thank you... for not killing me."

After two full breaths, Yan Ruqin, who was under the stick, came back to his senses and uttered a sentence with trembling lips. At this moment, he no longer had any thoughts of going against Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled slightly and put the short iron rod into the storage ring.

"Now, do I have the qualifications to enter this palace?"

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