Ye Qing was noncommittal and ignored Mihu at all.

In the sky, the fierce battle continues.

Five of the strong men of the Mi family died in a short period of time.

Although he is only in the realm of holy martial arts and has not yet reached the realm of holy masters, death is still a loss.

After all, the Mi family is not a first-rate family in the saint world.

"Boy, since you are with the Mi family but don't take action, are you trying to reap the benefits?"

Pan Feng sneered and looked over with cold eyes.

Ye Qing never made any move, Pan Feng saw it.

Everyone is fighting.

Ye Qing sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight. Of course, both sides were not happy to see it.

By then, both of them would have suffered losses. If Ye Qing took action again, they would probably suffer heavy losses.

However, Pan Feng didn't take Ye Qing seriously yet.

Because, the cultivation aura exuding from Ye Qing's body was very weak.

Entering the first level of the Holy Martial Arts for the first time, it is not enough to pose a threat to him.

Pan Feng really wanted to get the Desert Holy Spring from Ye Qing.

The desert holy spring surrounding Ye Qing was indeed shorter than the desert holy spring they wanted to compete for.

But it is also a priceless treasure.

"Do I need your guidance on how I should behave?"

Ye Qing smiled calmly.

His hands were clasped behind his back.

Still have no plans to take action.

Pan Feng's expression changed.

Then, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If you want to reap the benefits, you are probably dreaming! In that case, I will take care of you first!"

As Pan Feng spoke, he suddenly rushed towards Ye Qing's position.

Pan Feng's body exuded an astonishing pressure that shocked the entire audience.

With the Holy Lord's third-level cultivation, coupled with Pan Feng's halberd technique and various powerful secret techniques, his combat power is indeed terrifying.

"Buzz!"

A halberd light swept across and shattered the void.

There was a hint of coldness in the corner of Ye Qing's mouth.

If you dare to fight him, you are asking for death!

With his cultivation in the third level of the Holy Lord, he is certainly considered a genius among the younger generation.

However, Ye Qing hasn't taken it seriously yet.

"Secret method, stars and celestial phenomena!"

In an instant, Ye Qing condensed the stars all over the sky, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

A star giant appeared across the sky, holding a star giant sword, and swept across, destroying the void.

Soon, the Flying Star Halberd in Pan Feng's hand was blown away.

Pan Feng's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

He did not expect that with his cultivation level, he would suffer a loss at the hands of Ye Qing.

The contempt was instantly lost.

"Secret method, ten thousand streams of light!"

Pan Feng was not to be outdone, and the true energy in his body burst out, performing a secret technique that defied the heavens.

In an instant, streams of light burst towards Ye Qing's direction.

Thousands of streams of light, the power is heaven-defying.

The star giant that Ye Qing had condensed was about to collapse.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Pan Feng's mouth, holding a flying star halberd, and attacked again.

There is a strong murderous intention in him.

Pan Feng took action because he was coveting Ye Qing's desert holy spring.

In the sky, the Mi family members were still fighting with Zhou Fenfang.

Seeing Pan Feng attacking Ye Qing, everyone in the Mi family sneered in their hearts.

They wanted Pan Feng to kill Ye Qing, so they couldn't come to help him.

Under Pan Feng's sharp offensive, Ye Qing always kept his expression calm and undisturbed.

Until now, Ye Qing has not used his trump card.

Pan Feng, who is at the third level of the Saint Realm, really has nothing to be afraid of.

In an instant, Ye Qing sacrificed his two sacred weapons.

Under the pressure of the holy weapon, Pan Feng felt tremendous pressure, and his whole body trembled, and a feeling of fear suddenly broke out.

Pan Feng now understood that it was not unreasonable for Ye Qing to obtain the Desert Holy Spring.

It must have great strength.

The sword intent of great destruction formed the realm of sword intent, which exploded with astonishing lethality.

Soon, Pan Feng was enveloped by Ye Qing's Great Sword of Destruction domain, and the endless Sword of Destruction kept attacking and killing him.

"Pfft!"

Streams of blood burst out.

There were many wounds on Pan Feng's body.

Faced with Ye Qing's fatal move, Pan Feng was seriously injured in an instant.

"impossible!"

Pan Feng's expression changed drastically, feeling a fatal crisis.

Then, Pan Feng's figure flickered and tried to rush out.

He no longer wanted to snatch the desert holy spring from Ye Qing.

Knowing the current situation, we can only escape as soon as possible, otherwise, it is really possible that the boat will capsize and die completely in the hands of Ye Qing.

Thousands of streams of secret magic were unleashed again, trying to break through Ye Qing's sword intent domain.

Countless streams of light shot out.

However, Pan Feng was disappointed.

His secret technique was certainly powerful, but Ye Qing's sword intent field was even more unbelievable.

"Quasi Sword Master! Impossible!"

Pan Feng's face was horrified. He couldn't believe such a young quasi-sword master.

Ye Qing's martial arts cultivation is indeed average, but his swordsmanship realm is extremely frightening.

The quasi-sword master is enough to pose a fatal threat to Pan Feng.

If Pan Feng had known that Ye Qing was a quasi-sword master, he would not have taken action rashly.

"Boy, I am from the Sage Hall. If you dare to do anything bad to me, the Sage Hall will definitely not let you go!"

Pan Feng was so frightened that he moved out of the Sage Hall and tried to threaten Ye Qing.

He is indeed the genius of the Sage Hall. If he dies, the Sage Hall will definitely investigate him.

Based on Pan Feng's cultivation, he is actually stronger than many elders from the outer hall of the Sage Hall.

Of course the Hall of Saints attaches great importance to it.

"Really? The people I killed were the people from the Sage Palace!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Qing's mouth, and he didn't talk nonsense to Pan Feng.

The next moment.

Ye Qing came across the sky and sacrificed his Shura Blood Sword.

A stunning bloody sword light came from the sky.
To be continued...