World Wide Martial Art

At the top of the sky, Wang Po, Duan Tian Mingzheng, the Soul-Eating Elders and several other elders of the King Realm Demon Sect were entangled in a desperate struggle. At this time, Wang Po's internal energy had already been exposed due to his continuous support of the operation of the "Tian-Breaking Spear Formation". Seeing the signs of exhaustion and decline, although the two soul-eating elders and others were no match for the extremely powerful Po Zhijing, they worked together to protect themselves, hoping to use this to consume Wang Po's combat power. Situ

But at this moment, almost everyone in the King Realm sensed something abnormal, their expressions changed, and a fear of danger rose from the bottom of their hearts.

This mysterious and powerful mental wave passed away in a flash, but no one could detect the source of this wave. It caused strong vigilance to appear in the eyes of several masters from both the good and the devil, and the attacks unexpectedly stopped. Come down.

"what?!"

"Why does it make me feel like I'm facing a wild beast?"

"Maybe the other party still has a powerful back-up plan. It's over, it's over, and I'm looking forward to the worst of it now..."

"..."

The old devil Yin Hun approached Yang Hun with a gloomy expression. He felt all the auras in the surrounding world with vigilance and fear. A stream of spiritual power also spurted out, as if he wanted to trace the trace of the mysterious fluctuation just now. However, after a while of searching, , returned without success.

"Be careful, I always have a bad feeling."

There was a hint of solemnity on his gloomy face. At this time, the Demon Sect had an advantage in the battle situation. If trouble happened again now, it would really be more of a loss than the gain.

Including Yang Hun, the others nodded solemnly...

"Um?!"

Chu Haiyu, who was facing the spiritual sweep, felt as if he was hit hard. A cloud of stars appeared in front of his eyes, and even a fishy sweetness filled his throat.

His figure, which was about to pounce violently, suddenly stopped and suddenly retreated backwards.

For some reason, Chu Haiyu suddenly felt that Ye Feng, who was being beaten by him, suddenly felt like a different person. He felt very mysterious, and the energy fluctuations emanating from him also seemed extremely strange, and even brought a sense of strangeness to him. The breath of ancient times.

At the moment when "Ye Feng" released his mental fluctuations, Chu Haiyu even felt as if he were facing a powerful person with the cultivation level of the master of Moyuan Sect, which made Chu Haiyu feel a sense of fear in his heart.

"Hmph! Pretending to be a ghost!"

However, after confirming that Ye Feng's realm in front of him was still only the fourth level of virtual realm, Chu Haiyu turned the flash of fear in his heart into infinite anger and shame. After the dark magic armor emitted a powerful wave of demonic energy, The figure disappeared in place.

The next moment, he appeared not far from Ye Feng. He immediately waved his strong right fist and punched him down.

"Devil Dragon Fist!"

However, when "Ye Feng" saw the powerful offensive launched by Chu Haiyu, he actually didn't make any move.

He stood quietly in the void, and his originally black and white pupils turned into a complete gray, exuding a faint deathly luster, and playfully looked at Chu Haiyu who was flying towards him to attack.

"It turns out that it is only the primary black-scaled body of the Yanlong Holy Body. I said, Yuanwu spiritual energy has dissipated seriously, how can it be possible to condense the holy body? Hey, the black-scaled body, let's make do with it..."

"What's the deal?"

Chu Haiyu only heard the last three words "Ye Feng" said suddenly ringing in his ears. A deep and distant voice was like the sound of the soul, which made Chu Haiyu's tense mind instantly relax and his eyes turned. Bewildered.

In the next moment, Chu Haiyu recovered from his confusion, and an uncontrollable flash of horror appeared on his face. When he took a closer look, Ye Feng, who was standing quietly in front of him without any movement, had long since disappeared.

"Where are the people?"

"how so?"

Chu Haiyu, who frowned crazily, turned around and glanced around.

"Are you looking for me?"

Ye Feng's somewhat cold voice sounded in Chu Haiyu's ear again, as if Ye Feng had leaned over and whispered in Chu Haiyu's ear.

Chu Haiyu, who was extremely horrified, trembled, and he even felt goosebumps rising on his skin under the black scales.

Suddenly turning around, Chu Haiyu saw an indifferent Ye Feng standing quietly in front of him more than ten feet away. But at this moment, Ye Feng seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth, making Chu Haiyu completely unable to capture it in his mental perception. The figure and breath of the other party.

"This is... blocking my spiritual perception!"

"How is it possible? How can someone at the fourth level of the virtual realm be proficient in such a secret technique..."

His face became extremely ugly at this time, and there was dense cold sweat oozing out from his face of endless surprise.

This kid really seemed like a different person. He actually became elusive, which made him feel extremely heavy.

"Okay, I won't play with you anymore..."

"Ye Feng", who was hanging in the air, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his gray eyes exuded an extremely strong sense of death.

After spitting out these words, a ball of gray energy appeared in his palm, and instantly turned into a trace of elegant energy, quickly integrating into the shadow of the sky monument above his head like a swimming fish.

Under the gaze of all the warriors, the phantom of the stone stele above "Ye Feng" actually burst out with a burst of light. The phantom of the stele that originally seemed more illusory solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, it turned into a real piece of Like a sky-shaking stone monument, a vast and depressing aura swept from above.

The huge sky monument exudes powerful and infinite pressure.

It seems that at this moment, Ye Feng's martial spirit ghost shadow "Nine Jue Heavenly Monument" transformed into a real king-level martial spirit.

The power is increased a thousand times.

Chu Haiyu, who was the first to be affected, could only feel that the demonic energy permeating his body was suppressed by the aura coming towards his face, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying. The demonic energy was either scattered or swallowed up by this oppressive aura. absorb.

In just a few breaths, the demonic energy that originally covered an area of ​​several feet was compressed to less than a foot, and even tended to drift away and escape.

"Watch carefully, the real power of the Nine Jue Heavenly Monument is not just the superficial power you displayed earlier..."

He spoke like a soliloquy, and it was obviously the current "Ye Feng" who was reminding the real Ye Feng.

After hearing this, Ye Feng suddenly concentrated on it and concentrated all his mental energy.

The "Nine Jue Heavenly Monuments" within the field of vision erupted with a majestic wave, which seemed to be enough to suppress the eternity. It suppressed most of the warriors on the battlefield and could not breathe. Only the movement of Yuanli could barely resist.

"Such fluctuations...may not be possible even in the middle stage of the King Realm. How could this Ye Feng, who is at the fourth level of the Void Realm..."

Liang Jiuzhou looked solemnly at Ye Feng, who was full of momentum in the air, clenching his fists hanging down from his waist.

Even he had never thought that a young warrior who was only at the fourth level of virtual realm could unleash a terrifying pressure that even the ordinary early stage king realm could not match.

For some reason, Liang Jiuzhou always felt that Ye Feng was completely different now than before. He had only experienced the deathly silence and confusion in those gray eyes from some extremely advanced old monsters in the sect.

It's really incredible...