World Wide Martial Art

In the venue, the red flames and the azure Yuanli each accounted for half. Situ Reading.\\nＣＯＭ

Under the crazy collision between the two sides, large patches of dazzling light splashed out.

The sound of bang bang continued, and the bodies of the two people also collided dozens of times in a short period of time. The dull sound made the onlookers feel their teeth sour.

"It seems... there is a fight."

"Junior Brother Ye, it seems that this person is not as simple as we imagined."

"Senior Sister Ningzhen, do you think... Can Junior Brother Ye defeat that troublemaker?"

"..."

Dozens of miscellaneous disciples were nervous, their palms were sweating, and their eyes were fixed on the two people flashing in the field, fearing that Ye Feng would be defeated by Zhong Ziqi.

"It shouldn't be a problem... Junior Brother Ye doesn't seem to be an impulsive person."

Yuan Ningzhen said this, but in fact, even he himself didn't have much confidence.

"The eighth level of the Void Realm, he should challenge the King Realm alone, and he also uses the sect's Taoist talisman as a bet... I think there is no one more impulsive than him." Wang Yuwei muttered beside him. Bang! As soon as he finished speaking, a wild sound shook the dust and a few pieces of rubble fell from the attic. In the intertwined energy, two figures shot out and staggered back a few steps before stopping. "You are a little capable in close combat, no wonder you dare to provoke me!" After shaking off the Yuanli lingering on the spirit sword, Zhong Ziqi's chest rose and fell violently. He took several breaths before calming down, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes. In the repeated collisions just now, he did not gain much advantage in terms of physical body or Yuanli. The combat power displayed by Ye Feng was not what a small warrior of the eighth level of the Void Realm should have. "It's not a provocation..." "In my opinion, you are not qualified yet." The Killing Blade shook lightly, and Ye Feng secretly circulated his meridians and adjusted his breath. After advancing to the eighth level of the Void Realm, his combat power increased a lot, but he had not crossed the level of the King Realm, and he was still a little bit powerless against the real King Realm.

Fortunately, Zhong Ziqi was obviously different from guys like Ao Feibai, and this guy seemed to be eager for success, with an unstable foundation, and the Yuanli he played was relatively superficial.

It didn't reach the point where Ye Feng used the "Three Prohibitions of Divine Law".

The two of them fought and soon exchanged several moves. Feeling the strangeness of some outer disciples not far away, Zhong Ziqi was furious.

If he couldn't even deal with a chores today, it would be really embarrassing. In the future... how can he call the shots in the outer courtyard?

Hiss hiss hiss...

With this thought, his expression became extremely sinister, and the Yuanli in his body surged out rapidly, pouring into the spirit sword in batches.

The two inscriptions integrated into the sword body suddenly rushed up a few feet high, causing the temperature that had risen to drop again.

The ferocious lion head at the tip of the sword was almost about to roar.

"I'll defeat you in one move."

"Sword Annihilation... Crazy Lion!"

Zhong Ziqi stepped on the ground with his feet, and as the ground shattered into pieces, his whole body jumped into the air. After holding the sword with both hands, he struck down from mid-air and slashed at Ye Feng's head.

Boom boom boom...

Three loud noises came one after another, and the azure light on the spirit sword suddenly became stronger. There were two lights in front and behind, one after another, and they hit the inside of the lion head one after another.

In an instant, with a roar, there was an overwhelming lion roar, and all the cold air between heaven and earth was rapidly gathering, covering Ye Feng.

The coldness poured down on his head made Ye Feng's pupils shrink, and the green black ghost fire in his body overflowed along the surface of his body, completely wrapping up his entire right fist.

"Ten Directions Eight Diagrams Fist!"

A deafening roar was heard, and eight fists were thrown into the air. Wherever the fists passed, a stream of fire was drawn out by the dark green fire, and the scorching space became illusory.

The eight fists overlapped to form a powerful gas cannon, which collided fiercely with the lion's head under the horrified gaze of the crowd.

Boom!

When the two came into contact, the ice crystals in the sky suddenly exploded, and before they scattered and shot back, they were evaporated into mist by the high temperature. The Inscribed Spirit Sword and the Killing Mang Knife then overlapped again.

The spiritual weapons of the heavenly level collided with a tooth-grinding friction sound.

The faces of the two were less than a foot apart.

Zhong Ziqi's eyelids were twitching wildly, and his carefully brewed attack was actually broken by Ye Feng's punch. Such a result was beyond his expectation.

Ye Feng's face was also pale.

It seems that without using the three prohibitions of the divine law, it is still a bit difficult to face the king realm.

However, a wicked smile soon appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became extremely cold at this moment. With his eyes focused, a powerful mental force rushed out from his forehead without any warning, and after a flash, it went straight into Zhong Ziqi's head.

The mental force spread out like a huge wave, surging in all directions, and even made several apprentice outer disciples who were too close to the side howl in pain on the spot and squatted down.

Compared with them, Zhong Ziqi, who was close at hand, was equivalent to completely bearing the power of this mental impact.

His whole body froze as if he was electrocuted. Without any defense, he suffered a huge mental impact. Zhong Ziqi's sea of ​​​​mind almost collapsed, blood kept flowing out of his seven orifices, and the bells and drums in his mind were ringing together. He was trembling all over and could not control his body at all.

Ye Feng showed a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his ape arm, raised his fist quickly, and with a humming sound of breaking wind, he punched Zhong Ziqi on the bridge of his nose.

Snap!

The other disciples all felt numb and subconsciously covered their noses.

Under the concentrated gaze of dozens of people, Zhong Ziqi seemed to have been drained of essence and blood all of a sudden. After letting out a sharp scream, he fell backwards and then collapsed on the ground, his identity unknown.

The open space in front of the huge handyman building seemed to be frozen. No one said a word. Even the handyman disciples who should have been shouting with joy were shocked and speechless at this moment.

Zhong Ziqi is an outer disciple, the first level of King Realm.

Maybe his foundation is unstable and his cultivation is a little watery, but the King's Realm... is the King's Realm after all!

It took less than a stick of incense to last. The previously arrogant troublemaker was beaten to death by a handyman disciple who had only joined the Diyuan Sect for a few days. Who knew who he was?

Such a reversal is really unbelievable to them...