World Wide Martial Art

"Body-protecting golden bell!"

With his body full of energy and blood, Ye Feng did not hesitate and decisively used his magical power. He saw a bright golden bell covering his body, blocking Mr. Guimiao's spear.

"Kill the demon!"

Ye Feng waved his hand again, and eighteen kinds of weapons flew out from the Demon-Slaying Fan, hitting Mr. Guimiao one after another.

"You can also use magical powers!"

Mr. Gui Miao was startled and did not dare to resist the eighteen weapons. He quickly blocked the Gui Spirit Shield in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!"

Under the continuous bombardment of eighteen kinds of weapons, the terrifying power invaded. Master Gui Miao held the turtle spirit shield and retreated again and again, plowing two deep ravines on the ground with his feet.

After a moment, all eighteen weapons were blocked. Master Gui Miao took away the turtle spirit shield, his hair disheveled, and his panting look fell into Ye Feng's eyes.

"Boy, you have exhausted your cards now!"

A fierce light flashed in Mr. Gui Miao's eyes. He had been hit by Ye Feng with real fire, and he was hit twice with eighteen weapons and magical powers. His energy and blood surged. Even with the protection of the turtle spirit shield, he was still seriously injured by the shock.

At this thought, Mr. Gui Miao also felt a sense of joy in his heart. Thanks to carrying the Gui Spirit Shield with him to protect himself, otherwise he might really have capsized.

"Exhausted cards?"

Seeing Mr. Guimiao's sinister expression, Ye Feng smiled disdainfully.

"Your grandpa has many tricks up his sleeve!"

Ye Feng cursed, took out another Qi and Blood Pill and put it into his mouth.

This Qi-Blood Pill has extraordinary effects and is used in the Qi-nourishing realm. Ye Feng's use now is a pure waste, but facing a strong enemy, there is nothing he can do. He can only rely on the Qi-Blood Pill to restore Qi and blood so that he can use his magical powers.

Normally, a martial artist with a Qi-raising level can perform at least four ordinary magical powers with one Qi and blood, and a Qi-blood treasure pill can instantly replenish all the Qi and blood at the Qi-raising level.

Therefore, a qi-blood treasure pill can basically support the use of four ordinary magical powers. However, Ye Feng is too weak. He is only in the bone-strengthening state, and the qi and blood in his body cannot condense and settle. Therefore, each qi-blood treasure pill can only support him to perform it once. Supernatural powers.

Such wasteful behavior is simply a waste of natural resources. Even the royal family of the Morning Star Kingdom would not dare to do this. As the Young Master of Blackwater Lake, Mr. Gui Miao does not even have a Qi and Blood Pill, but has only seen it before.

So at first, Mr. Gui Miao didn't care when he saw Ye Feng swallowing the pill, but this second time he saw clearly that the pill Ye Feng swallowed was ruddy and translucent in color, full of qi and blood, and was obviously a qi and blood pill.

"Defeat, prodigal son!"

Mr. Gui Miao's eyes widened and he couldn't help roaring angrily. He was a dignified young master from Blackwater Lake. He was eighteen years old and in the Qi-nurturing realm. He didn't even have the Qi-Blood Pill in his hand, but Ye Feng was wasting it like this. It really made him heartbroken.

"You idiot, this is a treasure pill, how can you use it like this!"

Mr. Guimiao became anxious, and without saying a word, he rushed towards Ye Feng with a gun, murderous intent almost overflowing from his eyes.

"Hahahaha, you're in a hurry."

Ye Feng sneered. Master Gui Miao had obviously lost his mind. Seeing him swallowing the pill, he dared to rush over to him.

"Demon-killing fan!"

Ye Feng waved his fan again, and eighteen kinds of weapons flew out one after another. Master Gui Miao's expression suddenly changed in the middle of the battle, he stopped quickly, and raised the Gui Spirit Shield in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!"

Eighteen kinds of weapons were blasted wildly, and Mr. Gui Miao held on tightly behind the turtle shield. Every time the weapons were bombarded, his whole body trembled, and he felt that all the internal organs in his body were about to be shattered, and his injuries became more and more serious.

"puff!"

Mr. Gui Miao spurted blood from his mouth, and his hands holding the Gui Spirit Shield were already bloody, and he felt that all his strength was about to be exhausted.

"Is it possible that I'm really going to be forced to use that thing?"

Mr. Guimiao's face was ashen. If he exhausted his strength, he would not be able to deal with Ye Feng, and he would probably die in Ye Feng's hands.

But if he had to use his trump card, he would be a little reluctant to do so. He had gone through all kinds of hardships to find this thing successfully.

"Boom!"

Eighteen kinds of weapons were still bombarding the turtle shield, and the shield was shaking wildly. The condition of Mr. Guimiao behind the shield became worse and worse, and his hesitant mind suddenly became firm.

"You only have one life, you have no choice!"

"Boy, you forced me to do this!"

The hatred in Mr. Gui Miao's eyes was overwhelming. He originally wanted to make Ye Feng his favorite, but he misjudged it. Although Ye Feng was only at the ninth level of Zhuang Gu, he was very powerful and could beat Zhuang Gu head-on.

The most important thing is that Ye Feng has many trump cards and a strong family background, and he takes the Qi and Blood Pills like sugar pills.

"Boy, go to hell!"

As soon as he thought of this, Mr. Guimiao took out a scroll from his arms and was about to activate it when he suddenly felt a heartbreaking pain behind him.

"what happened?"

Mr. Guimiao's eyes widened and he looked at the sword tip coming out of his heart in disbelief. The cold sword tip flashed so coldly that it hurt his eyes.

"you……"

Blood overflowed uncontrollably from his mouth. Master Guimiao turned his head and saw Ye Feng looking at him with a cold face. He even turned the hilt of the sword in his hand. The Qianqiu Sword that had penetrated his body also turned. The severe pain caused his eyes to change. Gotta be blurry.

"Pfft!"

The next moment, Ye Feng drew out his sword, and Master Guimiao fell to the ground, lifeless.

A demon clan master with fourth-level strength and extraordinary talent was stabbed to death by Ye Feng's sword.

"You're so stupid."

Ye Feng looked at the body of Mr. Gui Miao in silence. Although he had been using the Demon-Slaying Fan and used eighteen weapons and magical powers to attack Mr. Gui Miao, he was not unable to move.

The first two times, Ye Feng remained motionless just to confuse Mr. Guimiao, but the latter obviously had not experienced many battles and did not see the clues. He really thought that Ye Feng was unable to move using the Eighteen Weapons and Magical Powers of the Demon-Slaying Fan.

And for the third time, Ye Feng used the eighteen magical powers of the weapon. While controlling the weapon to attack Mr. Gui Miao, he stepped on the waves and quietly came behind Mr. Gui Miao and gave him a fatal blow.

After beheading Mr. Guimiao, Ye Feng swayed and almost fell to the ground. He himself was also exhausted, and his body was empty of energy and blood. At this moment, he was completely weak and could barely maintain his energy.

Later, Ye Feng rummaged through Mr. Guimiao's body and found a few ordinary pills and some gold and silver jewelry. In addition, there was the huge turtle spirit shield and the scroll he held tightly in his hand.

"What is this scroll?"

Ye Feng leaned over and pulled out the scroll from Mr. Guimiao's stiff hand. He saw that the scroll was made of a special material. It was not paper or fur, but looked like gold and iron.

The scroll was cold to the touch, smooth to the touch, and very hard, like iron.

After turning it up and down and looking at it, Ye Feng didn't see what it was. He immediately untied the rope that bound the scroll and unfolded it for a look.

At this moment, Ye Feng happened to see a piece of sheepskin in Mr. Guimiao's open clothes. He picked it up curiously and saw that there were densely written small words on the sheepskin.

"Life-killing Iron Scroll, Iron Essence Secret Treasure..."