World Wide Martial Art

"What is your ability?"

Ye Feng asked while facing the oncoming Yang Dingtian. He moved his body carelessly, but at the critical moment he avoided Yang Dingtian's full attack.

"boom!"

While Ye Feng avoided Yang Dingtian, he slapped Yang Dingtian on the face, spinning him around several times, and several teeth flew out of his mouth.

"you!"

Yang Dingtian stood still with difficulty and looked at Ye Feng in disbelief. He originally thought that he could easily kill Ye Feng by showing his trump card, but he was still so powerless in front of Ye Feng and was manipulated at will.

"I'm asking you something."

Ye Feng looked at Yang Dingtian coldly, "What are the lines on your body? Tell me clearly, or you will die."

After the words fell, the blood-killing sword lit up with a dazzling red light. Yang Dingtian's pupils shrank and his expression became fierce.

"Boy, do you really think you are invincible?!"

Yang Dingtian roared with a stern voice, "You are so arrogant and domineering, I will cut you into pieces today!"

"Devil's heart!"

Yang Dingtian roared, his eyes became more and more crazy, his rationality was gradually fading away, and the dark lines on his body moved towards his heart, a dark light poured into his heart, and a violent heartbeat could be heard.

The heartbeat was so strong, like a drum, that it was deafening. People around him covered their ears in fear and did not dare to look directly at Yang Dingtian.

Ye Feng felt that the disgust in his heart was increasing, and he couldn't help but feel a strong murderous intention towards Yang Dingsheng.

"What exactly is this power?"

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he felt a hint of threat from Yang Dingtian.

"Plop, plop!"

Yang Dingtian's heartbeat became louder and louder, and he rushed towards Ye Feng, even faster than before.

Ye Feng's expression became solemn, and he swung away with the Blood Killing Sword, only to see Yang Dingtian raising his hand to resist.

"Click!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing came, and Ye Feng's complexion changed slightly. Yang Dingtian's nails, like eagle claws, lit up with a layer of black light, and he could actually clash with the blood-killing sword head-on.

"Kakaka!"

In the blink of an eye, Yang Dingtian's offensive roared in succession. Ye Feng waved his blood-killing sword and kept blocking. The two fought fiercely, and they were evenly matched.

"Boy, you die!"

Yang Dingtian let out an inhuman roar, and thick black energy overflowed from his body. This black energy contained evil and cruelty, which immediately made Ye Feng feel extremely disgusted.

"Damn thing!"

Ye Feng could not restrain the murderous intention in his heart, and his desire to detect Yang Dingtian's changes was suppressed. He suddenly mobilized all his energy and blood and injected it into the Blood Killing Sword.

"Blood killing swordsmanship, killing students!"

"laugh!"

A bright bloody light burst out from the Blood Killing Sword, turned into a sharp sword light, and appeared in front of Yang Dingtian in the blink of an eye.

"Roar!"

Yang Dingtian sensed the danger and almost lost his mind. He opened his mouth violently and let out a furious roar like a beast in danger.

"Boom!"

The surging black energy swept out from Yang Dingtian's mouth. When the black energy surged, there were arms covered with spikes protruding from the black energy and attacking the bloody sword light.

The blood-colored sword light was unparalleled, cutting off all the approaching arms, but its power was also continuously consumed in the collisions. When it pierced the black air and was about to hit Yang Dingtian, it was already at the end of its power.

"boom!"

Yang Dingtian suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the bloody sword light, and crushed the bloody sword light directly with his sharp nails.

"You're nothing more than that!"

Yang Dingtian smiled ferociously and looked at Ye Feng with a proud expression.

"Is it?"

Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, but the murderous intent in his eyes continued to grow. He then retracted the Blood Killing Sword into his body and took out the Phoenix Halberd.

"Buzz!"

The moment the Fengming Halberd appeared, it buzzed and trembled, and the sound of the Fengming Halberd seemed to be faintly transmitted. People around looked at the Fengming Halberd in fear. They actually felt instinctive fear of a weapon.

"Another spiritual weapon!"

Everyone in the Yang family exclaimed. The Yang family had ruled Xilinfang for so many years and had accumulated countless wealth, but they did not have a single spiritual weapon. However, Ye Feng casually took out two spiritual weapons. It is not yet known whether he has other spiritual weapons in his hand, but Judging from the performance in front of them, it was enough to shock them.

"What is this kid's identity? He has so many treasures with him?"

"His origin is definitely not simple. Whether it is weapons or martial arts, they are not of ordinary grade!"

"Now we're in big trouble!"

Listening to the discussion of everyone in the Yang family, Yang Dingtian remained unmoved. He just stared at the Fengming Halberd in Ye Feng's hand, showing a manic smile.

"Okay, sweetie, you really surprise me!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Dingtian rushed towards him with a face full of fanaticism, his palms like eagle claws dancing like an airtight weapon, as if he wanted to chop Ye Feng into pieces.

"Boy, how did you provoke the demon slave?"

At this moment, Fengming Ji spoke in surprise, and its words made Ye Feng startled.

"Demon slave? Are you talking about this old guy?"

Ye Feng responded to the Fengming Halberd and waved the Fengming Halberd to repel the approaching Yang Dingtian.

"Yes, this is definitely a demon slave. The demon patterns on his body are so conspicuous, I can't mistake him."

Fengming Ji replied seriously.

"What is this demon slave?"

Ye Feng couldn't help but ask. He was originally curious about the changes in Yang Dingtian, but he didn't expect Fengming Ji to know about it. He had to find out this.

"Get rid of this guy first, and I'll tell you everything I know."

Fengming Ji responded, it also disliked Yang Dingtian.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng immediately agreed. Seeing Yang Dingtian, who was forced back by the Fengming Halberd again and again and became more and more manic, rushing towards him again, Ye Feng mobilized all his blood and qi and swung the Fengming Halberd with force.

"Eight Desolate Halberd Techniques, Fiery Fire in Troubled Times!"

"Wow!"

As the halberd was swung out, the Fengming Halberd burst into brilliant flames, like a sea of ​​fire roaring out, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Dingtian was enveloped in it.

The flames were extremely blazing. Yang Dingtian was in the flames, and his body was melting at a very fast speed, with a constant hissing sound.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Yang Dingtian let out a miserable howl, and then thick black air gushed out of his body, turning into a black mist to protect Yang Dingtian.

The black mist fought against the flames, and from time to time, ferocious faces appeared in the black mist, opening their bloody mouths and spitting out wild winds, trying to blow out the flames.

But this flame was extraordinary, and the ferocious face could not be shaken. Yang Dingtian took advantage of the black fog to run wildly and escape from the flame.

"Boy, I want you to die without a burial place!"

Suffering from the torture of the flame, Yang Dingtian became even more angry. He rushed towards Ye Feng with rolling black fog. The black fog condensed into thick chains around him, and as he approached, he lashed at Ye Feng fiercely.

"Eight Desolate Halberd Technique, sweeping across the four directions!"

Seeing this, Ye Feng looked cold, and waved the Fengming Halberd calmly to meet Yang Dingtian.