World Wide Martial Art

"The Great Elder of Mo Yuan Sect... Mo Teng? I didn't expect you to be the one in charge behind the scenes of Mo Yuan Sect. Situ Reading.\\nＣＯＭ"

Wang Po struggled to get up and looked at Mo Teng with determined eyes, a trace of despair flashing in his heart.

After the peak master of the late king realm appeared, all means of resistance were invalid. With only the current manpower, it was impossible to compete with Mo Teng.

The power of the peak masters in the later period is far beyond the imagination of the warriors present.

"Xingchen King Po, you are a rare talent, but it is a pity that you have a different path from evil to evil. Now I will give you a chance. As long as you betray the Xingxiang Temple and join our Moyuan Sect, I will not only not make things difficult for you, but I can even report it to the sect leader. I will support you well and help you advance to the middle stage of King Realm within three years..."

Mo Teng, who narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the entire battlefield that was trembling under the suppression of his demonic energy. A trace of bloodthirsty and cruelty gradually appeared on his old face, but he said to Wang Po with a nonchalant expression.

Being able to create Po's own artistic conception shows that Wang Po's ability to comprehend the artistic conception is far superior to other Wang's realms.

This also means that he will become extremely powerful at the same level, so even though a lot of Demon Sect King-level people died under Wang Po, Mo Teng still chose to win over Wang Po.

"Moteng, you also said that there are different paths to good and evil. Besides, my disciples of astrology can only die standing, not kneeling!"

After saying this, Wang Po straightened his body as straight as the tip of a spear. Even though the monstrous demonic energy emanating from Mo Teng suppressed the energy in his body and was somewhat unable to move, Wang Po still relied on his strong will to , withstood this mountain-like pressure.

"The same goes for my Chidori disciples!"

Duan Tianming knew that there was no possibility of luck under Mo Teng's hands, so he let out a long roar with the same heroic spirit, and at this moment he used the "Qing Yuan Spirit Fusion Technique", fused with the Qing Luan Spirit Bird, and prepared to fight to the death.

"Hmph...if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol..."

Mo Teng looked at Wang Po and Duan Tianming with indifferent eyes, and endless evil energy swept away with his waving arms.

They are just a bunch of ants, do you really think you are a character?

Isn’t it a big joke!

On the battlefield below where the warriors of the Void Realm were located, the remaining disciples of Qiandori Zhai and Xingxianguan, after seeing that their elders had put their lives and deaths aside, bursts of fierce and decisive fighting spirit burst out.

Led by Xuan Jing and several other elite disciples, they took the lead in rising up and struggling to resist the increasingly heavy pressure of the demonic energy, declaring that they would rather die than surrender.

Xuan Jing also frowned and looked anxiously at the sky in the distance of the Forbidden City, as if expecting someone to arrive.

…

"It's a little troublesome now..."

"That old man who is at the peak of the late King Realm. If my sister was in her prime, killing him would be just a matter of breath. But now your body is too weak. If you want to defeat him, you must reveal your sister's true identity. But then , it will alarm 'him' no matter what...so..."

The Phantom Dancer showed a rare dignified look, and a hint of anger flashed across her gray lifeless eyes as she looked at Moteng.

If a person in the late King Realm had had the guts to act recklessly in front of him in his early years, he would have killed him with a slap in the face.

Only by revealing his true form can he defeat Mo Teng, but once he reveals his true form and alerts the powerful opponent, it will be a loss outweighing the gains for the Phantom Dancer.

For a moment, she became hesitant.

"In the possessed state, the most I can do is protect you and escape, but there is nothing I can do about those people." After weighing the pros and cons, the thoughtful Huan Wu Enchantress finally said softly.

"Then...Senior Sister Xuanjing, Lin Tujue and the others?"

A deep sense of powerlessness arose in the depths of Ye Feng's mind. Once again, he deeply felt the helplessness brought about by his weak strength.

If you can't even save your friends, how can you live alone like a mouse?

"I won't leave, I won't leave them alone and run for their lives."

In a flash of thought, Ye Feng's heart burned with rage, and he yelled these words almost like a roar.

"You humans, sometimes it's so strange that I can't figure it out. You know you will die, why do you stay and die together? Wouldn't it be better to stay useful?" Huan Wu Enchantress's voice was full of dissatisfaction. Answer, "Back then...that person from your Wushuang Peak was like this, but you, too?"

"That person from Wushuang Peak? Who was it?"

"It's an old story, so don't mention it..."

The Phantom Dancer shook her head, with a somewhat unforgettable tone in her tone, but what she said next made Ye Feng's heart tremble, and he frowned and relaxed. "Actually, it is not impossible to save your friend, but... the price paid may be a bit too heavy for you."

"Do you have a way? What way?!" Ye Feng asked eagerly.

"Sister, I am now possessing you. Because I am worried that your physical strength may not be able to withstand the impact of my sister's demonic power, the demonic power inspired is only about one percent of my sister's peak period at most, almost reaching the late stage of the ordinary king realm. At this level, it is very difficult to defeat this bad old man who is at the peak of his late stage..."

"But if my sister strengthens the demonic power that enters your body, the power that can be exerted will naturally increase significantly. However, my sister is worried that your body's martial arts may not be able to withstand the impact of the huge demonic power. If you are not careful, your martial arts can easily be damaged. Damage, ranging from being seriously injured and unable to use Yuan Power for a short period of time to being completely ruined and reduced to a piece of trash... You need to think about this carefully..."

Some heavy sounds floated in Ye Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, making Ye Feng startled.

If you make the slightest mistake, your cultivation will be completely ruined and you will become a useless person...

He came from a wasteland, so he naturally understood what this meant. For a moment, Ye Feng, who did not speak, fell into a brief silence.

The price was so huge that Ye Feng, who was burdened with deep hatred, couldn't bear it.

Whether it is to recover and strengthen the Wushuang Peak, or to find the whereabouts of his father and sister Hua Ling, there is no doubt that strong strength is needed as the basis. In this world of martial arts, after the cultivation is exhausted, not only will it be impossible to achieve any goals and ambitions, but it will even suffer. Unimaginable humiliation and torture.

However, in the face of a powerful enemy, Ye Feng could not sit back and watch Xuan Jing, Lin Tujue and others leave alone and dejectedly.

He boasted that he could not do such a useless thing.

In an instant, as if a decision had been made, a trembling, but extremely firm voice sounded in the mind of Huanwu Enchantress: "I, Ye Feng, cannot live alone. Sister, please save my friends before I speak!"

"You have to think carefully. Once your body cannot withstand the impact of demon power, your body and martial arts will be completely destroyed. Not to mention it will be difficult to make progress in the future, even your previous cultivation will not be able to be retained. You have been , all the efforts put into cultivation will be in vain.”

…