World Wide Martial Art

"Take another blow from me!"

Ding Qianqiu's figure was disillusioned, and he rose into the air. The sickle in his hand fell like wind and waves, and his speed reached the extreme. Situ Reading

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boom!

Ye Feng raised his fist without hesitation and blasted it out with the green black fire.

There was a loud bang, the sword light and fist gang clashed, making a huge explosion sound, and even the ground shook slightly.

Ding Qianqiu screamed strangely, and his body shook, while Ye Feng took a few steps back, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

In this attack, he used strange fire to barely equal Ding Qianqiu.

As for Ye Feng's cultivation, he has just entered the late stage of the first level of King Realm. Even in Ding Qianqiu's memory, this kid is only half-step to King Realm. Obviously he is careless.

But at the first level of the King Realm, you can compete with yourself in a move, which is undoubtedly worthy of trembling. After all, the gap between the first level and the sixth level is too big. Although I mainly cultivate spiritual power, the huge power of the fifth level is like a chasm, with an insurmountable limit.

This boy's martial arts talent is outstanding. If we don't kill this boy now, in the future... we will have no chance at all.

"Sword of Death! Strangulation!"

Thinking of this, Ding Qianqiu suppressed the fear in his heart and pressed his hands into the void. Layers of rules surged and adhered to the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand.

Immediately, a sword beam shot up from the three-foot-long sword into the air, shot out dozens of feet away, and slashed down at Ye Feng in the air.

The cold killing light pierced the night, and the sword image seemed to have wings, and it reached Ye Feng's head in the blink of an eye.

"Qiangong Tianquan!"

With a muffled cry, the energy in his dantian surged like a tide, instantly rushing towards Ye Feng's right fist.

There was a loud bang, a shocking sound, and all the energy on the ground was knocked out with this punch.

With a crisp explosion, the sword light exploded into countless fragments. Wherever the fist wind passed, it was devastated and all the breath was completely destroyed.

"Sixth level of King Realm? Is this the only power you have? Elder Ding, I think you are used to being pampered and have a good life for too long..."

There is no doubt that Ding Qianqiu, as the inscription elder of the Diyuan Sect, has built up his cultivation level through drugs or inscriptions.

This person's combat effectiveness is probably not as good as even the third level compared to those of the desperate masters of the Blood List who are best at fighting.

As for Ye Feng, after absorbing the red lotus karma fire, although his cultivation level only rose to the late stage of the first level of King Realm, Ye Feng's martial arts combat power is far from comparable to that of Elder Ding, who is half-experienced.

The sword shadow in his hand was shattered by the opponent. Ding Qianqiu's face turned pale with fright, and he rolled backwards in embarrassment, trying to avoid Ye Feng's follow-up attack.

"You...how could it be...how could the gap be so big? You are only at the first level of King Realm."

Staring at Ye Feng, Ding Qianqiu was completely panicked. Ye Feng's fighting power indeed made him almost fearful.

For the first time, Elder Ding found that he was suppressed in all directions in front of this young boy.

His heart felt cold.

How could he still have the confidence to kill Ye Feng at this time? Under the pressure of the other party's arrogance, Ding Qianqiu just wanted to escape quickly.

It's a pity that in order to kill Ye Feng, he had used the sealing barrier. Even if he himself, under Ye Feng's pressing step by step, had to break the seal in a hurry, it would have taken at least ten breaths.

It can be said to be... trapped in a cocoon.

"Elder Ding, you have done many evil things. If you can survive until today, just be content."

Ye Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with this old guy anymore. He twisted his wrist slightly, then gathered his energy in his left hand, condensed the red lotus karma fire in his right hand, and raised it suddenly.

Tsk...

The Yuanli Storm spun and raged after itself, and Ye Feng's aura became illusory and blurred.

Especially in his right hand, a crimson flaming lotus bloomed in the sky. The temperature on all sides rose rapidly, and the entire barrier was filled with steam due to the terrifying high temperature.

The flame lotus slowly rotated in it, releasing destructive energy.

"Red Lotus Karmic Fire, you...you actually collected it!"

Ding Qianqiu, who saw this first scene, had his eyes bulging, looking at the dreamlike flaming lotus, and his three souls and seven souls were about to dissipate.

At this moment, he finally understood in his heart why his cultivation at the sixth level of King Realm was suppressed at every turn in front of Ye Feng. And why did the latter dare to come after him alone when he was at the first level of the King Realm?

This kid really cannot be measured by ordinary people.

It's a pity that he understood it a little late.

"go!"

Ye Feng ignored Ding Qianqiu's horror and waved his fingers, and a flaming lotus the size of his palm shot out.

The out-of-control flame lotus became extremely manic, and a wisp of black flame sprang up from the blooming stamens, like a vampire bat smelling blood, rushing towards Ding Qianqiu impatiently.

"Spare... spare my life. I am willing to work as a cow or a horse and serve you... for the rest of my life!"

Ding Qianqiu, the soul flying to the sky, was so frightened that he could not speak coherently. The seemingly exquisite flaming lotus was nothing more than a life-threatening scythe in his eyes.

"I... don't need cattle or horses."

"The people who can follow me, Ye Feng, are all brothers and sisters. You... don't have such qualifications."

Bo...

Wherever the red lotus karma fire passed, the void quietly shattered, and all tangible things were purified cleanly. Ding Qianqiu's heart-rending shouts were stained on the latter's back.

Flames bloomed in the sky, and the energy shield activated on his body was like a piece of paper, opening a big hole at a speed visible to the naked eye. No matter how he blocked it, it was of no avail.

In an instant, a huge gap was revealed from the back. The blood hole spread quickly and eventually spread to the whole body.

In less than a few breaths, Ding Qianqiu's body was completely swallowed up, and everything was reduced to ashes.

Ye Feng waved his hand, and the drop of red lotus fire circled around and returned to his palm.

Moreover, Ye Feng could vaguely see that burning Ding Qianqiu's body was equivalent to devouring his blood. The karma fire actually... grew a little stronger.

The firelight also became more crystal clear, like a piece of fine ruby.

The purifying power of the original flame also surprised him. After all, Ding Qianqiu is a master of the sixth level of King Realm, and he is good at mental power. However, under the restraint of Red Lotus Karma Fire, his mental power has not played any role at all.

This thing can be called the nemesis of mental masters.

On the other hand, my mental strength is not affected. The red lotus karma fire combined with the spiritual power to inspire and use it, maybe, as long as I don't encounter those perverts above the sixth or seventh level of the king realm, I should be able to fight.

Looking at the ashes on the ground, Ye Feng showed a faint smile on his lips. He shook his right hand again, and the karma fire flew out and adhered to the barrier seal inspired by Ding Qianqiu.

With a bang, the barrier fluctuated, burning a big hole, and then... quickly dissipated.

A few miles away, an ancient tree suddenly moved. Among the leafy leaves, a dim and almost invisible shadow of the soul slowly appeared, transforming into a miniature Ding Qianqiu.