World Wide Martial Art

"Hmph... You want to anger me with such a despicable method? Ye Feng, you underestimate someone Ding too much. Situ Reading.\\nＣＯＭ"

There was a hint of cold arrogance in Ding Tianhe's expression, "But if you are so anxious to die, then I will... do as you wish."

As he spoke, streaks of black light condensed on his body, and the arcs of light lingered, as if they were winding and stretching like black thunder snakes.

"Huh? What kind of move is this?"

Many of the warriors present knew something about Ding Tianhe, but when this move was performed, there was a sound of surprise around him.

It seems that Ding Tianhe has never used it before.

"It seems to be an exquisite move that forces out the mental power and combines it with martial arts attacks. Ding Tianhe's swordsmanship is already very sharp and powerful. Coupled with the power of mental power, the next sword will be against the sky... "

"Psychic attack... But Ye Feng's mental power should be very strong, and his mental defense will definitely not be weak."

Many people saw the scene where Ye Feng beheaded Zhu Xiazhou and the others. It was obvious that Zhu Xiazhou and more than ten people were intimidated by Ye Feng's spiritual aura, which caused their strength to decline so much that they were killed by Ye Feng like chopping vegetables.

This also shows how powerful Ye Feng's mental power is.

Although Ding Tianhe is a master of the Mysterious List, I have not heard of his achievements in mental power. Attacking Ye Feng with mental power may not necessarily bring benefits.

At this moment, the sword in Ding Tianhe's hand was raging, and his whole body was wrapped with black violent thunder. As his vitality fluctuated, he swallowed like a poisonous snake, giving people great pressure.

The corner of Ding Tianhe's mouth curled up in a ferocious arc.

No one knows that he only realized this trick recently and has never used it before.

By stimulating mental power and directly instilling it into the weapon, it can not only amplify martial arts attacks, but also restrain the opponent's momentum.

"Ye Feng, let me give it a try. The spirit of my move matches the power of the martial arts." Ding Tianhe shouted in his heart, and the expression on his face gradually became crazy.

One sword kills the soul.

Ding Tianhe moved like the wind, his body and the sword in his hand merged together, turning into a stream of black light, which shot towards Ye Feng like a bolt.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly,

The Burning Moon Knife struck out, and the fiery red light surged and fell from mid-air, hitting Ding Tianhe's black sword light like a burning star.

The powerful force, combined with the fire energy, showed its power under the blow of the Burning Moon Sword.

"Boom!"

The black sword light shattered, Ye Feng's sword light also disappeared, and the two took a few steps back again.

The spiritual arc that Ding Tianhe inspired did not seem to have the expected effect.

"It seems that mental attacks are useless to you..." Ding Tianhe didn't pay much attention. After hesitating, he gently stroked the blade of the sword with his right hand and said coldly, "It's just... the spirit is only the embodiment of one aspect of will. My strength is far more than just... This strike is so simple. If you have the ability, take another strike from me!”

As he spoke, his body suddenly moved, and his seemingly upright body became extremely light and agile. A series of afterimages were left behind, making it impossible to distinguish reality from reality.

"Whizzing……"

As Ding Tianhe moved quickly, the speed of the crimson dragon-slaying sword was also extremely fast. The light of the sword shone in the entire field, like stars in summer.

However, it is not surprising that there are little stars left behind. What is strange is that the stars inspired by Ding Tianhe's sword did not disappear with the wind, but were like substance, forming countless shining lights and shadows.

As he continued to attack, there were more and more lights and shadows, and soon they were flying all over the sky like butterflies, becoming like living creatures.

It is not difficult for most warriors to use a fast sword to stimulate afterimages, but generally the energy will dissipate quickly after being stimulated by a sword. Like Ding Tianhe, the energy accumulated in the sword light will not dissipate. Likewise, With lethality, such a method has to be called a stunt.

Countless light spots formed a large net, and it was not until the large net completely enveloped Ye Feng that Ding Tianhe showed a trace of ferocity on his face, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword fell from top to bottom.

This action was like the commander issuing an attack order.

The large net formed by the light spots instantly enveloped Ye Feng, and the cold energy fluctuations gave people a frightening illusion, as if these countless sword lights possessed energy from the depths of hell.

"What kind of method is this? Such a fierce attack, mixed with Ding Tianhe's vitality. What kind of martial arts does he have? The vitality stimulated is so weird that it makes me feel scared even from such a distance?"

"Ding Tianhe seems to have a different martial vein. I don't know what it is specifically."

"Whether it's the sword move or the vitality power contained in it, this sword is beyond our imagination. It just depends on how Ye Feng can resist it."

"How can I block him? He is completely enveloped by the sword light. Under such an attack, there is no way to retreat or escape."

"..."

The surrounding warriors screamed in surprise.

Only Ye Feng remained motionless, his eyes staring intently at the web of light and shadow shrouded by Ding Tianhe.

No way to retreat, no way to escape?

But why retreat? And why run away?

"Ye Feng, go to hell!"

"Whoosh!"

All the light spots enveloped Ye Feng and flew over in an instant, like a violent storm.

The cold fluctuation of vitality is so heart-stopping that it makes one's hair stand on end.

However, at this moment, facing the countless points of light shooting down, an invisible smile of contempt flashed across Ye Feng's face.