Chapter 384 Northern King Ye Feng, I Remember You!
The huge Wushan Thunder Seal weighs as much as a thousand pounds, and no matter how hard the Yin and Yang swords struggle, they can't break free.
Dao Buhui suppressed his blush. At this moment, the energy in his body surged out wildly and poured into the Yin and Yang swords. You could even hear the faint roar of the Yin and Yang swords.
Just in terms of Qi, how could Dao Buhui compare to Ye Feng? Whether it was quantity or quality, Ye Feng's Qi would have to overwhelm his opponent.
Ye Feng's eyebrows moved, and the energy in his body spurted out and rushed into the Wushan Thunder Seal. Then with a roar, the yin and yang swords were directly suppressed to the ground.
Pfft...
Dao Buhui opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow on the spot. It was obvious that his divine object was severely injured and he was also traumatized. His entire face was extremely pale.
Ye Feng looked unmoved and looked at him coldly: "Do you admit defeat or not?"
Dao Buhui clenched his teeth, and his tense face turned into a ferocious look: "If you want me to admit defeat, you can't do it! You really think you can defeat me like this? What a joke.
!”
Along with Dao Buhui's roar, the seals of his hands suddenly condensed, and the Yin and Yang swords suppressed on the ground by Wushan's thunder seal suddenly shook violently, and then merged into one, condensing into a Yin and Yang sword.
At the moment when the Yin Yang Sword took shape, a terrifying sword energy stretched across three thousand miles, and directly lifted the Wushan Thunder Seal away. Then the Yin Yang Sword soared into the sky, and the sword light washed away, making people feel
shudder.
When the people around saw this, they couldn't help but exclaimed: "Good guy, I didn't expect that this Tao Bu Regret actually has a back-up card. It's so powerful. His move of combining two swords into one is really too powerful!"
"This sword light is probably catching up with the fifth level of the Divine Realm. Now this Dao Bugui is only the fourth level of the Divine Realm. But if it has a round of combat power, I am afraid it can already compete with the big men of the fifth level.
Let’s compete a little bit!”
"Dao Buhui is worthy of being the number one person in the Dao sect of the younger generation of our generation. He is so strong, so strong!"
At this moment, Dao Buhui's complexion was extremely pale, even the skin on his face was a little withered, and the hair between his temples was vaguely white.
When the disciples from the Dao Sect saw this, they all clenched their fists and secretly gritted their teeth and said: "Senior Brother, he actually... actually used this move forcefully. He hasn't fully understood it yet!"
"This move combines two swords, and Senior Brother uses force. Although it greatly improves his combat effectiveness, he is bound to suffer backlash, and even his life span will be reduced by several years. Is it worth it?"
"Of course it's worth it. As long as the senior brother can win this game, then everything is worth it. For himself and for our Dao Sect, everything the senior brother has done is worth it. We should be proud of the senior brother. That so-called
Ye Feng, the Northern King, is nothing, the senior brother is the most powerful!"
For a time, all Dao Sect disciples became extremely excited and excited, and many Dao Sect disciples even stood up and shouted loudly.
Although Dao Buhui's breath was a little disordered, his body was still upright. He grinned and looked at Ye Feng, and sneered: "What, do you still have the confidence to make me admit defeat now?"
Ye Feng looked at him but shook his head and sighed: "Just to win this competition, just to be able to promise me, you will waste your life span and even overdraw your talent. Don't you think this is sad and pitiful?"
"Pitiable?" Dao Buhui sneered and shouted: "I tell you, in this world, only the weak and losers will always be pitiful, and you are destined to lose today!"
After the words fell, Dao Buhui suddenly waved his hand, and the Yin Yang Sword with blazing light in mid-air rushed directly towards Ye Feng, and then slashed him in the head.
With one sword strike, the sword energy spreads across three thousand miles, and the light of one sword reaches nineteen states!
Ye Feng still stood upright, not even looking at the sharp Yin Yang Sword above his head. At this moment, he flicked his wrist, and a gun appeared in his hand.
This is the Spear of the Ancestral Dragon!
The next moment, Ye Feng rose up like a dragon and rushed upwards. Looking from a distance, his body seemed to have merged with the Ancestral Dragon Spear in his hand.
Boom...
A huge impact sound instantly resounded throughout the Suzaku venue. The tip of the Ancestral Dragon Spear had not even touched the so-called Yin Yang Sword. The terrifying force of the spear directly destroyed the Yin Yang Sword.
Pfft...
Dao Buhui vomited a mouthful of old blood again. This time he could no longer hold on, and his knees softened and he knelt on the ground. Not only was his face pale as paper, but his whole aura was also extremely sluggish.
It turned like lightning in the air. After destroying the Yin Yang Sword, Ye Feng turned around and charged directly towards Dao Buhui.
But in the blink of an eye, the tip of the spear was already pressed against Dao Buhui's eyebrows.
"You have three seconds to think about whether to admit defeat or not?" Ye Feng said coldly.
At this moment, Dao Buhui finally showed a look of fear. In fact, when Zulong's gun came, if the other party had stopped in time, his head would have been punctured long ago.
"I admit defeat, today I will admit defeat without regret!" Dao Buhui finally lowered his so-called arrogant head.
Ye Feng retracted his gun and turned around, then turned around and walked off the stage without looking back. During the whole process, he no longer looked at Dao No Regret. Although this Dao No Regret was not weak, it had not caught Ye Feng's eyes at all, and he did not
He didn't use all his strength. In fact, it was just one move, the Ancestral Dragon's Spear, and he defeated his opponent in just one move.
When the white-clothed young man from the Bu family, one of the four ancient tribes, saw this, he sat up slightly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "Interesting, a bit interesting, Northern King Ye Feng, I will remember you."
After saying this, the young man in white lay down on the chair, picked up the wine gourd again and drank heavily.
At the same time, the entire Zhuque venue was in an uproar. Naturally, each of the Dao Sect disciples looked sad and angry, but most of the other Guwu Sects were shocked.
After all, they knew the strength of Dao Buhui. As the number one young person in Dao Sect, he could even rank among the top five among the young people in the entire ancient martial arts world. However, he was defeated like this, with just one move.
defeat.
"This Northern King Ye Feng, I didn't expect... to be so strong. It seems that we all underestimated him before!"
"Yes, even Dao Sect Dao Buhui has been defeated, and it seems that the boy named Ye has not used all his strength. This is very bad. From this look, it seems that only the one from the Buddha Sect is the only one.
Maybe the one from the Confucian sect of the Holy Palace can compete with him!"
But at this moment, the elders' seat on the highest stage had already exploded. The old man from Dao Sect said angrily: "The Spear of the Ancestral Dragon turned out to be the Spear of the Ancestral Dragon. Now this boy Ye Feng, not only cultivates
I have learned that person’s technique, and even possess that person’s emperor’s armor, and now I have inherited that person’s Ancestral Dragon Spear. What is going on, and how do you Tianyong Pavilion explain it?”
Tang Bai looked at his nose and heart, looking like he had nothing to do with it. He even had a hint of gloating about his misfortune. From a certain point of view, as Ye Feng continued to grow stronger,
He wished that the nine major sects of Guwu could suppress him, and it would be best if he could completely suppress them underground.
After all, Tang Bai was one of the two old men in Tianyong Pavilion, and his status was quite special. Even if he had any thoughts in his mind, he couldn't take action directly, so he could only hope that the nine major sects would come forward to suppress him, so this time he was
In silence.
But Zhuge Wuming was different. Regarding Ye Feng, his attitude was exactly opposite to Tang Bai's, so he immediately said: "How to explain? This is Ye Feng's own opportunity. Why should I Tian Yongge explain? Do you mean that Gu Wu Jiu
Big sect, for example, if your Dao sect accidentally obtains a treasure, will you explain it to me, Tianyong Pavilion?"
The old man from Daozong snorted. Although he stopped talking, his face was still extremely angry.
The old man of the Confucian sect of the Holy Mansion snorted coldly: "Now this boy Ye Feng has gradually followed the steps of the man more than two thousand years ago. Today, I, the Confucian sect of the Holy Mansion, are the best
We will not sit idly by and let history repeat itself, so we must punish him!"
"Yes, our Dao Sect agrees to impose sanctions and suppression, and we must not let it get bigger, otherwise there will be endless troubles in the future!"
I like the crazy son-in-law of the city, God of War