"thump!"

There was a muffled sound, and the ghost's body fell to the ground weakly. His body was wrapped in a terrible breath of death, and his life was completely stripped away, turning him into a dead body!

In fact, there is no life-or-death enmity between Ye Feng and the Ghost Realm, but in the battle just now, every trick used by the Ghost Realm was aimed at killing Ye Feng. Ye Feng could see this clearly, so.

There is no need for him to be merciful to the other party. Whatever the other party wants to give him, he will return it intact to him for convenience.

There was silence in the space, and everyone's eyes were staring blankly at the deprived body on the platform, with a look of disbelief in their pupils.

In the ghost world, the number one genius of the Ghost Ax Sect practices mysterious underworld magic. It is extremely mysterious. Underworld magic can kill people invisible.

However, in the battle just now, the ghost world also used the underworld technique, and the power was indeed extremely terrifying, but his underworld technique had no effect on Ye Feng now.

Not only were the endless ghosts devoured by Ye Feng, but they were eventually killed by Ye Feng with just one look. All of this sounded so unbelievable that the ghost world had collapsed before people could even see clearly what had just happened.

The ground died.

"You actually killed him!"

Seeing that the ghost world fell to the ground and died, the strong men of the Ghost Ax Sect all turned pale. The master of the Ghost Ax Sect, who was a middle-level Martial King Realm strongman, opened his mouth to question Ye Feng.

"What? Do you have any objections?"

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, so the leader of the Ghost Ax Sect said coldly that the Ghost World's attacks were always a killing move, and it was not an exaggeration for Ye Feng to kill him.

"It's just a competition, why do you need to kill them all?"

The master of the Ghost Ax Sect continued to question.

"Don't you see that he has been aiming to kill me before? If I don't kill him, he will kill me. How can I keep him!"

Ye Feng spoke calmly, and then stepped back to the edge of the platform, no longer paying attention to the master of the Ghost Ax Sect.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Ye Feng was ignoring him, the master of the Ghost Ax Sect erupted with terrifying ghostly aura, and his eyes were extremely cold. However, he had nowhere to vent. The Shenwu Conference had rules first. He was a strong man in the Martial King Realm. Before the Shenwu Conference, he

At the end of the day, he couldn't say how Ye Feng was doing.

"Brother Ye, awesome!"

Returning to the edge of the battle platform, He Zijian praised Ye Feng. The power Ye Feng exerted just now was simply too mysterious. He killed the ghost world with just one look. Even a figure like He Zijian had to admire him.

"It's normal to kill such a person. Brother He, you can also do it easily."

Ye Feng smiled at He Zijian and said.

Through the battle on the ranked station, Ye Feng also has a certain understanding of He Zijian's strength. He Zijian is proficient in all kinds of methods and his achievements are particularly exquisite. In Ye Feng's eyes, He Zijian's strength should be equal to Moqiong, or even stronger. This is very

Terrible.

After being killed by Ye Feng in the ghost world, only nine people were left on the platform. These nine people were: "Mo Qiong, Long Shi Tian, ​​Cang Mo, Mo Yu, Pu Guang, Pu Du, He Zijian, Jian Yang,

Ye Feng."

Among these nine people, Jian Yang, Cang Mo, Ye Feng, and Pudu should be relatively weak.

Five people including Mo Qiong, Long Xiantian, Mo Yu, Pu Guang, and He Zijian are stronger. If nothing unexpected happens, the Divine Martial Golden Order will be produced among these five people.

Among these five people, Moqiong, He Zijian, and Puguang have never been defeated, which means that these three people are most likely to obtain the biological golden order. It is really impossible to guess who they are. It can only be possible if they have fought on the battlefield.

Know.

Next, there was another collection battle. Cang Mo finally tasted the long-lost feeling of victory. He defeated Jian Yang of the Sword Soul Sect and won a victory.

Monk Puguang faced off against Long Xiantian. Since he had not yet recovered from the injuries he had sustained during the battle with Meteor, and now faced with such a strong opponent as Exposure, Long Xiantian chose to admit defeat in desperation.

Try to recover all his injuries in the remaining time before fighting again. In addition to admitting defeat this time, Long Shitian has already suffered two defeats. In other words, his chance of obtaining the Golden Order of the Divine Martial Arts is already quite slim.

.

The Shenwu Conference is a martial arts feast of this scale, with many geniuses and huge variables. Even the most talented people like Long Shitian have to bow their heads in the face of reality.

After Long Xiantian admitted defeat, it was the next highlight of the show, He Zijian versus Mo Yu.

The two of them walked to the center of the battle stage from different directions and looked at each other.

"Brother He, I didn't expect that we would meet here."

With a gentle smile on his face, Mo Yu said to He Zijian that he and He Zijian once had a pretty good relationship.

"Isn't it just right? Haven't you always wanted to compete with me?"

He Zijian smiled lightly and said that in the first round of competition space, He Zijian saw through Mo Yu's hypocritical disguise and no longer regarded Mo Yu as a friend.

"Brother He is very powerful. I, Mo Yu, have always aimed to catch up with Brother He. Today is indeed a good opportunity."

Mo Yu still had a smile on his face, as if the relationship between him and He Zijian had never changed.

"Fight!"

He Zijian seemed to disdain Mo Yu for talking nonsense, and the three-foot green blade was unsheathed, and the sword body released a cold luster.

"That's offending!"

Mo Yu spoke with a faint smile, the scholarly aura blooming wildly on his body, a folding fan appeared in his hand, his steps stepped out, and his body turned into afterimages. He Zijian's body also rushed out at the same time, and the weapons in their hands were swung out, and in an instant

Collided together.

The terrifying destructive power bloomed, and Mo Yu's folding fan was filled with a terrifying aroma of books. Although it looked like just a folding fan, it was sharper than a knife.

This time the collision was evenly matched, He Zijian was enveloped in a powerful battle power. The long sword drew a blur in the void, releasing a cold luster, and the sword body seemed to be filled with an extremely sharp aura. One sword slashed through the void.

Mo Yu's figure flashed, and his body turned into afterimages, instantly avoiding He Zijian's sword light. His palm print appeared, and there seemed to be Confucian characters looming on it. The powerful scholarly aura gathered in the palm of his hand, attacking

When cutting, the power is earth-shattering!

Everyone in the crowd below the stage showed excitement. The ranking matches became more exciting as they went on. Every battle was a duel between top talents.

Under the Holy Mountain, millions of pairs of eyes are paying attention to the battle on this huge battlefield, and everyone is watching.

He Zijian and Mo Yu both released the strongest power they had comprehended. Every collision between the top geniuses was earth-shattering. The void continued to explode and the battle platform trembled.

Seeing this destructive scene on the Internet, the crowd was all trembling in their hearts.

"The strength of these two people is simply too strong. I don't know what the outcome of the battle should be?"

I heard a strong man speak, as if he was looking forward to who would have the last laugh in this battle.

"Of course it is my senior brother Mo who wins."

Someone from Shuxiang Pavilion spoke up and said that they all supported Mo Yu. Mo Yu was the number one genius in his Shuxiang Pavilion Divine Martial Realm. Although he had lost to Monk Puguang before, it did not affect Mo Yu's strength.

"The strength of my young master is beyond your imagination."

The people of the He family had confidence in their eyes and were quite optimistic about He Zijian.

The master was also guessing in his mind, all his eyes focused on the battle platform.

He Zijian's long sword kept slashing out, and each piece could hold up a powerful sword energy. Although he was not a sword cultivator, his understanding of swords was no worse than that of a sword cultivator, and he was even more advanced.

It means domineering.

You know, He Zijian is an extremely talented person who has cultivated two kinds of power to the late stage of physical realm.

One of the potentials is the sword potential. In other words, every time He Zijian swings his sword, it contains the sword potential of the late stage of entering the physical realm.

Mo Yu is naturally not weak either. The scholarly aura he comprehends is also at the late stage of entering the physical realm. Moreover, both of them have reached the pinnacle of the divine martial arts realm, and they are extremely violent when fighting.

But Mo Yu only practices Confucian techniques, and is not as versatile as He Zijian, so his attack techniques will become boring after a long battle.

The battle between the two lasted for nearly half an hour. In the end, Mo Yu lost to He Zijian by just one sword.

At this point, He Zijian won another victory. From the beginning of the ranking match to the present, he has not lost a game, allowing everyone to see the strength of this top genius of the He family.

There was a hint of loneliness on Mo Yu's face. He was actually defeated, and he felt a little unwilling in his heart.

Some powerful men in Shuxiang Pavilion were also extremely disappointed. They had spoken out in front of everyone before, supporting Mo Yu's victory, but now Mo Yu was defeated. This made their words more like a joke.

"good!"

The head of the He family and Qingshan looked excited. His son's victory in a battle between geniuses of the same level was of extraordinary significance.

He Zijian walked towards the edge of the fighting platform, and Ye Feng looked at him with a smile on his face.

This scene in Mo Yu's eyes made him feel angry, and the smile he looked at Ye Feng was more like a mockery of him.

"Ye Feng, what are you laughing at? Are you so happy that I defeated?"

Mo Yu suddenly spoke to Ye Feng. He had just lost the battle and had lost his mind.

This sudden sound interrupted Ye Feng's smile. His eyes instantly turned cold and he looked towards the direction of Mo Yu and said, "What do you have to do with me if you are standing there?"

"Just because my defeat has nothing to do with you, you shouldn't rejoice in my misfortune!"
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