World Wide Martial Art

"You want me to prove my human identity?"

Ye Feng's heart moved slightly as he looked at the white-haired old man. This old man was not ignorant of etiquette. He knew that he was a semi-saint and dared to put forward such a reason. There must be a reason for it.

"This should be enough proof."

Ye Feng spoke calmly, and then forced out a drop of blood essence. This drop of blood essence hung in the air. The surrounding ice and snow melted rapidly. The white-haired old man and others all looked horrified and knelt on the ground uncontrollably.

"Enough, enough!"

The white-haired old man knelt on the ground and shouted quickly. The powerful pressure of Ye Feng's essence and blood was unbearable, and the people around him were even more embarrassed.

At the same time, they also determined Ye Feng's human identity. After the human race reaches the level of semi-saint, the blood will exert terrible pressure on the same race, just like kings and commoners. This is the easiest way to prove the human identity, but most of them are impossible to do. After all, it is difficult for them to become a semi-saint.

"What's your business."

Ye Feng withdrew his essence and blood, ignored the awe in the eyes of the white-haired old man and others, and asked calmly. .🅆.

"Senior, please let me introduce myself."

The white-haired old man quickly bowed and saluted, saying: "I am the ancestor of the Jihan Dynasty, and these people are all members of my Jihan Royal family."

"Yeah, I guessed it."

Ye Feng had no reaction. To ordinary people, the royal family was superior, but to him, he was completely the same as ordinary people, nothing special.

"There is a secret realm in our Jihan Dynasty, which is suspected to be the inheritance of the gods from the prehistoric period, but none of us can enter. I speculate that only semi-saints and even saints can enter, so..."

The white-haired old man looked at Ye Feng carefully, "Senior, if you can enter it, you can take it away as long as you teach us a god-level magical power."

"Inherited by the gods?"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect to come into contact with several divine inheritances in a short period of time.

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Before Huan Mei Half Saint, he had never even heard of rumors about the inheritance of gods.

"Where is this spiritual inheritance? Take me to see it."

Ye Feng immediately said, although the inheritance of the wilderness is very important, it is also a good thing to get one more inheritance from the gods, so it is not a bad idea to waste a little time for this.

"Okay, senior, please come with me."

The white-haired old man looked happy and immediately led the way.

"Say the place and I'll take you there."

Ye Feng waved his hand. These people were too slow. He didn't want to waste time in rushing.

The white-haired old man was startled when he heard the words, and then quickly told the location of the inheritance, which was in the palace of the Jihan Dynasty. In other words, the Jihan Dynasty chose to build the palace here because of this divine inheritance.

"Let's go."

Ye Feng immediately waved his hand, and a force as vast as an abyss instantly enveloped the white-haired old man and others.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Feng took a step forward, shuttled through space, and appeared in the palace of Jihan Dynasty in an instant.

"who?"

When the imperial guards saw the sudden appearance of Ye Feng and others, they were shocked and rushed forward.

"Nothing, please step back!"

The dignified middle-aged man next to the white-haired old man shouted loudly when he saw this. The guards looked up and their pupils suddenly shrank.

"It's the emperor, the ancestors of the dynasty, and several princes!"

The guards recognized the identity of the white-haired old man and others at a glance, saluted quickly, and then hurriedly retreated.

"Senior, the inheritance of the gods is here

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Under the rockery. "

The guards left, and the white-haired old man immediately pointed to the towering rockery in the palace and spoke respectfully.

Ye Feng heard the sound and realized that the material of this rockery was Xuanying fine iron, which is the heaviest among all kinds of weapon refining materials. The weight of such a large rockery is the same as that of a real mountain.

But to Ye Feng, this weight was nothing. With a slight wave of his hand, the rockery immediately moved away, revealing a long and narrow passage below.

"It's right here!"

The white-haired old man became more and more excited. As the ancestor of the Jihan Dynasty, he had lived for a long time and knew about this inheritance when he first established the Jihan Dynasty. However, he had practiced from the magical power realm to the eighth level of martial arts. Still unable to pass the inheritance test.

The white-haired old man no longer wanted to endure this kind of pain that Baoshan could not obtain, so even if he dedicated his inheritance to Ye Feng, he would be satisfied with just a god-level magical power.

Seeing this, Ye Feng directly used his spiritual sense to investigate and found that the end of the long and narrow passage was a cave, and inside the cave was an indestructible barrier.

Even in Ye Feng's perception, this barrier was difficult to break, which surprised him.

"What is the inheritance behind such a strong barrier?"

Ye Feng thought in his mind, if even his half-saint strength could not break this barrier, then only the holy realm could do it. But do the people who left the inheritance have such high requirements for the inheritors?

Afterwards, Ye Feng led the white-haired old man and his group into the passage, and soon arrived at the end of the cave. A colorful barrier lay in front of him, and he could vaguely see a vast hall behind the barrier, in which there seemed to be many things. Few weapons.

"Senior, this barrier is extremely strong. I can't shake it even with all my strength."

The white-haired old man said helplessly from the side.

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"I'll try."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and used all his strength to blast out with the Palm of the God of Thunder.

"Boom!"

The power of the thunder god's palm was terrifying, as if a real god was bringing disaster. The white-haired old man and others all looked horrified, fearing that they would be hit by the aftermath and retreated quickly.

At this moment, the people around the white-haired old man no longer doubted Ye Feng's strength. With such terrifying power, he must be a half-saint!

"boom!"

But this mighty palm strike had no effect on the barrier, and it only caused ripples on the barrier.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. This barrier was indeed as indestructible as he expected. Even if he used all his strength, it would probably take him several days and nights to break it.

"this……"

The white-haired old man's complexion changed slightly. His attack barrier was in the same condition as Ye Feng. Could it be that even Ye Feng, who was a semi-saint, couldn't break this barrier? Then I am afraid that no one in this world can obtain this inheritance.

"No, this is not a barrier."

Ye Feng suddenly thought of something, stared at the barrier, and then struck out with another palm.

This time, Ye Feng did not use his magical powers, just pure physical strength. The barrier rippled again, but it was still unscathed, but Ye Feng found clues.

The moment the power fell on the barrier, the barrier produced mysterious fluctuations, like a resonance, giving Ye Feng a familiar feeling.

"This is... forged weapons."

Ye Feng's eyes lit up. The resonance fluctuations produced by this barrier were the same as when forging weapons. To forge a magical weapon, you have to practice it for thousands of times. The resonance technique is very important. Only by mastering this technique can you make pieces of extraordinary materials interact with each other. Fusion and perfect coexistence improve the properties of materials.