World Wide Martial Art

"ridiculous!"

Mo Pingxian didn't even raise his eyes, and sneered: "But at the seventh level of the Holy Realm, even if dozens more come, they can't stop me!"

After saying that, he raised his head, with murderous intent in his eyes, and suddenly thrust out a sword. Situ

"Cone Heart Death!"

This sword looked extremely slow, like a twilight old man waving his trembling arms and barely thrusting out.

But in fact, this sword was as fast as lightning and struck in front of him in an instant.

Ye Feng and Kong Liakong felt at the same time that a sword light pierced their chests, appeared in their bodies and hit their hearts directly. Before they even got close, their hearts felt a chill and stinging pain.

"Qiongqi Breast Guard!"

Ye Feng's eyelids beat wildly, and he hurriedly used his magical power. On the surface of his heart, layers of mirror light overlapped upwards, and there was a Qiongqi in the mirror light.

Qiongqi in every mirror light is a dead object, like a portrait, but under the overlapping mirror light, the portraits overlap, and Qiongqi becomes lifelike, as if he has come to life.

"Roar!"

In Ye Feng's heart, there was a roar that shook the mountains and fields. In the mirror light, one after another, strange and fierce, faced the sword light.

"Bang bang bang!"

Qiongqi collided with the sword light, waving his sharp claws and biting with fangs, but he couldn't stop the sword light. They were shattered one after another, and the mirrors collapsed layer by layer.

It's just that the mirror surface is layered one after another, and strange things emerge one after another. No matter how sharp the sword light is, it can't withstand such an offensive. When it reaches the front of the heart, it is already dim.

"Roar!"

A Qiongqi came up and struck down with one claw. The sword light crashed and shattered into nothingness.

Ye Feng struggled to block this terrifying sword, but Kong Rikong suffered heavy injuries beside him. Blood spurted out from his heart, and his breath suddenly became weak.

Through the wound on Kong Laikong's chest, he could see his beating heart. A hole had been opened, and the breath of life was flowing away at a rapid speed.

"You can't interfere in this battle, get out of here!"

Ye Feng frowned deeply, raised his hand, and the demonic energy poured into Kong Likong's body, helping to stabilize his injury and push him out of the battle circle.

"Without him, you would die faster."

Mo Pingxian's cold voice came, Ye Feng's body tensed up, and he faced a sword light.

"Seize the soul and break the sky!"

The ninth level of the Demon Ping Immortal Holy Realm, with half a foot stepping into the Holy Realm, Ye Feng did not dare to neglect at all, and quickly activated his magical power.

The soul-stealing knife slashed down, and a shadow with extraordinary momentum appeared. He held the soul-stealing knife behind Ye Feng and slashed at the soul-destroying demon sword.

Thousands of ghosts flew out from the sword, and the sword light passed by. The ghosts howled and screamed, and they were shattered one after another.

"laugh!"

The swords collided, and the shadow holding the soul-stealing knife suddenly collapsed. This was the first time that the enemy destroyed the shadow.

Ye Feng didn't know whether the destruction of the phantom would affect the use of Soul Seizing Sky Breaking. At this moment, he had no time to think about it. The powerful sword light had already struck again.

"Flame Knife!"

Ye Feng held his sword to resist, and slashed out with his sword skills one after another.

"In July, fire flows, wildfires set a prairie fire, ghost fires and foxes roar..."

The flaming sword technique was superb in Ye Feng's hands, constantly colliding with the soul-destroying demon sword, and the world was filled with the light and shadow of swords.

Ye Feng faced Mo Pingxian, fighting and retreating. Wherever they passed, there were monsters or demon souls who accidentally strayed into the shadows of swords and swords.

The next moment, these people who entered by mistake were cut into thousands of pieces by the cold light, leaving no bones and flesh left, and they turned into blood mist all over the sky.

"Bang bang bang!"

Under the constant collision, Ye Feng's expression became more and more solemn, his tiger's mouth continued to crack, his bones creaked, and he screamed.

If it weren't for the Demon Lord's skills and powerful healing power, Ye Feng would have broken his arm and half of his body would have been paralyzed.

Despite this, Ye Feng's resistance was still becoming more and more difficult, the speed of swinging the sword was getting slower and slower, the sword light was no longer impeccable, the continuous sword shadow had penetrated, and there were more and more wounds on his body.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng has turned into a bloody man. His body is densely covered with sword holes, his clothes are soaked in blood, and wherever he goes, his feet are covered in scarlet.

"laugh!"

Another sword penetrated Ye Feng's arm. His arm couldn't help but hang down, and his hand that was holding the soul-stealing knife was unable to loosen it.

The soul-stealing knife fell to the ground, Ye Feng was on the verge of collapse, his breath was extremely weak, and his breathing was like a gossamer.

"Hmph, go to hell."

Mo Pingxian walked over expressionlessly, but if you look carefully, you can detect the haze and deep fear in his eyes.

The dragon scale armor on Mo Pingxian's body was now extremely damaged, with knife marks everywhere. Even his underwear was extremely scattered, and some places were already bright red.

Ye Feng was only at the third level of the Holy Realm, but he could fight against him at the ninth level of the Holy Realm for so long, and even hurt him.

On several occasions, Mo Pingxian even felt a fatal threat from the knife in Ye Feng's hand, although he saved the day and dodged it calmly.

But Mo Pingxian is already extremely afraid of Ye Feng. With such potential and talent, he is still a demon clan and has a deep hatred for the Demon Soul clan. If he doesn't kill him, he will become a big problem in the future.

"go to hell!"

Ye Feng was at the end of his crossbow, but Mo Pingxian did not relax at all. He thrust out a shocking sword like a lion fighting a rabbit.

This sword is like a rainbow penetrating the sun, and it is even more eerie and eerie, with inexplicable fluctuations emerging.

This inexplicable fluctuation made Ye Feng's breathing stagnant, and warnings rushed in his heart. This inexplicable fluctuation was the law!

"Sure enough, he has stepped into the divine realm with half a foot and can actually use the laws!"

Ye Feng luckily comprehended a hint of the laws of space and was fairly familiar with them, so he realized how terrifying this sword was. It was probably the strongest sword struck by Mo Pingxian since the two sides fought.

"I can't even fight anymore. This guy doesn't care about consumption, and even uses the law to thrust out this sword. He really doesn't give him any way to survive!"

Ye Feng's brows were deeply furrowed and his face was as dark as water. The Space Principle was used not long ago, and he could not use it at the moment. He could not dodge this sword and could only take it hard.

"How can I take it, how can I take it!"

Ye Feng roared in his heart, and there were thousands of thoughts passing through his mind, but he couldn't think of any way to stop it. He couldn't stop this sword at all.

"Is it possible that I really want to fall into this guy's hands?"

Ye Feng's mouth was bitter, but he never gave up his resistance. He tried his best to activate the demonic energy in his body, rushing through his meridians that were almost collapsed and full of cracks.

"God Owl's secret technique, God's Heart Tree!"

Ye Feng revealed the true form of the Divine Owl. At this moment, he activated the bloodline of the Divine Owl and the bloodline of the Divine Dragon, operated the Demon Lord's skills, and released the Demon Lord's aura and the Divine Dragon's aura!

In an instant, Ye Feng's momentum climbed to its peak, and Huanghuang's pressure spread. Countless geniuses who were struggling to fight dropped their weapons with a clang, and their bodies became limp and powerless.

Even the Demon Soul Clan was affected by this coercion. Their legs were shaking, and they looked at each other with the geniuses, with shock in their eyes.

Even a being like Mo Pingxian, who had half a foot in the divine realm, his face stiffened at this moment, his aura was weakened by three points, and his sword intention was damaged.

Behind Ye Feng's back, he mobilized all his trump cards and used the Divine Owl's secret technique, which was a divine heart tree that reached ten thousand feet high and reached the sky and the earth.

This divine heart tree is exactly the one that was born from the heart of the divine owl in the small courtyard where Ye Feng lived before.

At first, Ye Feng refined Xiao Haomiao and set the Divine Heart Tree free. In order to repay him, the Divine Heart Tree gave him a Divine Heart Fruit.

This Divine Owl's secret technique, the Divine Heart Tree, is exactly what is contained in the Divine Heart Fruit and is a gift from the Divine Heart Tree.