World Wide Martial Art

The Phantom Dancer who possessed Ye Feng also heard the voice of Old Demon Yanghun shouting, and a playful smile appeared on her originally cold face. Situ

"Little brother, did you hear it? It seems that many people want to kill you."

Listening to the almost teasing voice of the Phantom Dancer, Ye Feng could only smile helplessly in his heart.

Originally, the only ones who resented him were the Moyuan and Moon Demon sects. But now, with Old Demon Yang Hun saying such a thing, it is estimated that the warriors from the entire Demon sect will come crazy to hunt him down.

The conditions proposed by the old devil would make ordinary king-level experts extremely excited.

"What the hell!"

There is no need to worry about the debt, and besides, Ye Feng can't change anything.

"Let's get rid of that guy quickly. I'm a little uncomfortable with being like this." Ye Feng said honestly.

"Giggle...okay!"

With a chuckle, "Ye Feng"'s figure flew up and landed directly below where the sky monument suppressed him.

I saw a huge stele that was several feet high, thick and solid, firmly embedded in the hard ground like a hill. The stele swayed slightly, and it was obvious that someone was struggling under the stele, trying hard to release the heavy stele that was suppressing him on his body. Overturned.

The turtle standing on the monument below is naturally Chu Haiyu who was suppressed.

"But you can't kill him directly. The black scale body is not very effective. If you do that, the effect will be greatly reduced."

The Phantom Dancer muttered to herself, waved her hand, and with a "bang", the earth trembled, and the huge sky monument that was suppressed on the ground rose up from the ground with a tremor.

After the huge gray monument made a circle in the air, it once again turned into the same size as before and flew back to the top of "Ye Feng".

Inside the huge pit left behind by Tianbei's suppression, Chu Haiyu's body covered in bloodstains was revealed.

But at this time, the most powerful devil in the Demon Sect no longer had the arrogance he had before.

His impressive magic armor and the black scales all over his body were already in pieces. Even the horn on his forehead was broken off. It was scarred and his breath was weak.

On the battlefield, all the warriors from both good and evil sides saw Chu Haiyu's tragic situation, and they all fell silent in unison.

The disciples of the righteous path were silent, mainly because they felt that Ye Feng's sudden burst of shocking strength was extremely unreal, as if in a dream. Even Xuan Jing, who originally had faith in Ye Feng's victory, was in shock at this time. Can react.

When the demon sect warriors saw that the aloof Demon Son, Chu Haiyu, ended up in such an end, their hearts were shaken, which instantly diluted the excitement rising in many people's hearts.

Although high-grade earth-level spiritual weapons and heaven-level martial arts are good, I'm afraid you still have to live to enjoy them.

This Ye Feng...

How can it be dealt with by ordinary people?

"Well……"

In the deep pit, Chu Haiyu's chest was heaving with bloodstains all over his body, and his weak and lifeless eyes looked at Ye Feng who was approaching.

He really couldn't figure out why he was defeated by a young warrior at the fourth level of the virtual realm, and why he was defeated so inexplicably?

Not willing to give in, absolutely not willing to give in.

As a demon son of the Mo Yuan Sect, the number one genius of the Mo Sect, with unparalleled talent and superb cultivation, how could he lose to a boy at the fourth level of the virtual realm?

"Damn it! Everything was a dream, now it's time to be broken..."

In an instant, Chu Haiyu let out a vicious curse. His whole body's energy and magic power were raised to the limit at this moment. There were even bloody gashes all over his body. A black and blue streak appeared on Chu Haiyu's forehead in the middle of his eyebrows. The Dao pattern flashed suddenly, and immediately, his black trident suddenly flew up at this moment.

The black magic halberd drew a purple-black light and shadow in mid-air, allowing its own demonic energy to overflow crazily from the cracks. After being blessed on the trident, it actually condensed the phantom of a ferocious demon dragon with a ferocious face, exuding a sad and mad spirit. Roaring sound.

The demonic sound trembled, causing countless virtual warriors around them to cover their ears with their hands and look in pain.

"Boy, don't try to trap me with illusions!"

"Let you see the heaven-level martial arts of our Demon Yuan Sect."

The shadows of countless demonic dragons transformed by demonic energy hovered over the body of the trident, whizzing straight towards Ye Feng with an extremely sharp halberd light.

The dark and ferocious shadow of the dragon continued to enlarge in Ye Feng's eyes, but Ye Feng still walked closer with a playful smile on his face, not caring about this scene.

"Damn it! Go to hell! Hunyuan Demonic Dragon Strike!"

Chu Haiyu was trembling all over, obviously angry. The blood all over his body was burning at this moment. He completely ignored life and death and sent out this final blow.

Just when the trident, which carried nearly all of his energy, was about to hit Lula Lazi at all costs, "Ye Feng" stopped, and a smile appeared on his noncommittal lips. Surprisingly... just before Chu Haiyu, There were countless horrified eyes, and he stretched out his right hand towards the trident shining with purple-black electric light.

One claw, one claw.

To put it lightly, it was like grabbing a straw.

There was a flash of gray light, and the supreme power carried in the trident, which was enough to kill the king, all disappeared, and like an ordinary spiritual weapon, it was quietly held in the palm of "Ye Feng".

It seemed like the sky was about to collapse.

Chu Haiyu's eyes widened in shock and he sat down on the ground.

He sensed that the spiritual imprint that existed between himself and the Trident was silently erased at this moment!

"An illusion, it must be an illusion..."

Seeing the sect's sacred weapon being taken into the pocket by "Ye Feng", Chu Haiyu had lost all fighting spirit at this moment. His body collapsed and he said these words feebly.

"Hallucination?"

"nonexistent……"

"Ye Feng" slowly walked to the bottom of the pit, and with one move of his right hand, he lifted Chu Haiyu with one hand like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. The darkness and deathly silence in his eyes made Chu Haiyu's heart tremble.

"Now, dedicate your 'black scale body' to me."

The cold and low voice was like a soul-stirring demonic voice. Chu Haiyu was startled suddenly, not understanding what the words meant.

But before he could react, the next moment, his pale face became crazily distorted, as if he had suffered extremely painful torture.

I saw that "Ye Feng"'s five fingers had been inserted into Chu Haiyu's spine. The seemingly hard black scales fell apart under the gray energy erupting from "Ye Feng's" hand, without having much effect. .

Five deep blood holes appeared on Chu Haiyu's body, and dark red blood gushed out again.

A trace of deep black energy flowed out through the blood hole in Chu Haiyu's waist. The moment it appeared, it was absorbed into Ye Feng's body, and was then swallowed up by the gray light ball in his body.

The outrageous scene shocked many Demon Sect warriors.

Methods like this "soul seizing" are not much different from the ones they use to deal with other righteous warriors and even ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, today, the feedback would actually be reflected on the most powerful one among them...