But Jing Wushou and others had another experience. Just when they were still working hard to break through the Martial Lord, Ye Fei was actually able to challenge the tenth level Martial Lord?
"It's so annoying to compare people to each other!" Shi Feng sighed as he held the Azure Dragon Holy Spear, but soon, he was kicked aside by Jing Wushou and Long Gang.
"Get out of the way, there's a holy weapon, you're so stupid, don't affect our viewing angle!" Jing Wushou and Long Gang both rushed to the edge of the defensive mask, preparing to watch this peak showdown.
The other Northern Territory warriors were also chatting and laughing, as if they were not worried that Ye Fei would lose. This immediately made the elders of Qunxing Village sigh: "Hey, not only is Mr. Ye crazy, why is this guy from the Northern Territory so bad?
No normal person?"
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In the midst of everyone's discussion and the disbelieving gazes of tens of thousands of enemies, Ye Fei quickly rushed out of the Star Castle and rushed towards Zheng Jing.
This shocked both Zheng Wei and Gou Yidao: "Is Ye Fei out of his mind? How dare he come out to seek death?"
"No, this Ye Fei has a fighting power of one million. He is just like those geniuses in Zhongzhou and can challenge at higher levels. Zheng Jing, you must be careful!" Zheng Wei warned loudly.
Hearing this reminder, Zheng Jing laughed disdainfully on the spot: "Haha, a useless warrior from the Northern Region also wants to compete with those geniuses in Zhongzhou? Ye Fei, I have to say, you are very arrogant, give you a chance
, kneel down in front of me immediately and hand over the Holy Sect inheritance you obtained, maybe I can just turn you into a cripple instead of killing you!"
Ye Fei didn't get angry when he heard this, he just looked at Zheng Jing's gray hair, shook his head and sighed: "It's a shame that you have lived a long time, and you don't even understand basic respect for the enemy. Even though an ant is small, it can move mountains."
!I may not be as good as those geniuses in Zhongzhou, but I am still more than enough to deal with you, an old loser!"
"You bastard, shut up. You are only a third-level martial lord, but you dare to call me a waste. This is unreasonable. I must crush you to ashes today!"
Zheng Jing was furious when he heard this. He originally wanted to rely on his old age in front of Ye Fei and scare Ye Fei with the tenth level of martial arts, but unexpectedly he was humiliated by Ye Fei in turn.
He couldn't bear it anymore.
Suddenly, a huge golden dragon appeared in the sky. A closer look revealed that it was not a real golden dragon, but an illusion formed by the shadow of Zheng Jing's legs.
"Kill, the Dubu Golden Dragon!"
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The golden dragon danced wildly, like a divine dragon swinging wildly. As Zheng Jing's footsteps fell, the void became concave like a balloon, and it also restricted all possible space for Ye Fei to dodge.
This kick also caused the expressions of the elders of Qunxing Village to change. Standing on the ground, they could all feel the power of Zheng Jing's kick.
If Ye Fei was kicked by this kick, he would die immediately.
"Strange, why doesn't Ye Fei hide?"
Zhao Sinian also looked at the sky with great worry. If Gou Yidao had not rushed up with others at this time, Zhao Sinian would have rushed out to help.
"Haha, hide, where are you hiding? Ye Fei, you may be a genius, but as long as you don't grow up, in my eyes, you are still a waste!"
Zheng Jing's expression was indifferent. He was confident that this kick would definitely seriously injure Ye Fei. After all, he was a tenth-level martial lord with a combat power of two million.
But this does not mean that low-level martial lords cannot defeat high-level martial lords, but such a situation will only happen to those peerless geniuses in Zhongzhou. Zheng Jing does not think that a group of chased northern warriors are fleeing here and there.
Warriors will give birth to such geniuses.
"You can only know who is the loser after you fight him!" Ye Fei looked at the falling golden dragon with an extremely solemn expression, but he was not particularly afraid.
Bright golden light was released from Ye Fei's body, and he activated the War Demon Golden Body. Like a war demon, he walked in the void and instantly broke free from the invisible suppressive force around him.
"The Sword of Sealing Heaven!"
Ye Fei slowly drew out his sword. His sword was very slow and very bright. It felt like the sun setting aside the clouds. It was inconspicuous at first, but soon it would become radiant.
Rumble!
The sound of the sword roared, forming a wide whirlpool of swords, swirling the wind and clouds, and colliding with the golden dragon. Zheng Jing's face suddenly became very ugly. It felt like his kick was not the light of Ye Fei's sword.
Instead of kicking it on a thick piece of cotton.
Out of 100% of the power, only 30% of the power was finally used on Ye Fei, and the remaining 70% of the power was ruthlessly weakened by the Heaven-Sealing Sword.
This is also the scariest thing about Sealing Heaven's Sword, and it is also where Ye Fei's confidence lies in facing the Tenth Level Martial Lord.
roar!
The golden dragon roared and was killed by Ye Fei with a sword, revealing Zheng Jing's somewhat embarrassed figure. He looked at Ye Fei in disbelief, "You are only at the third level of Martial Lord, but you actually blocked the attack of my tenth level Martial Lord?
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"Hey, aren't you an old loser? How come you have become a tenth-level Martial Lord again?" Ye Fei pretended to be surprised. Since this person didn't respect him, he didn't need to respect him either.
boom!
When did a third-level Martial Lord dare to speak like this to a tenth-level Martial Lord?
"What a sharp-tongued villain, very good. You have finally angered me completely. No one can save your life today!"
kill!
Seventy percent of the force, Golden Dragon’s eighteen kicks!
Zheng Jing's true energy exploded, forming a series of Qi-blood golden dragons, which were kicked out by him. There were a total of eighteen golden dragons with eighteen leg shadows, kicking towards Ye Fei violently.
Especially this time, he used a full 70% of his strength. With such strength, even an eighth-level Martial Lord could be seriously injured by Zheng Jing's kick, not to mention that there were a full 18 kicks.
"The Tenth Level Martial Lord is indeed terrifying! But it is not impossible for me to defeat him!"
Feeling the exquisiteness of Zheng Jing's kicking skills, Ye Fei's vision was widened. At the same time, the sword light in his hand was not stopping at all, and the twelve souls in his body were running wildly.
Spiral sword lights one after another formed a total of thirty-six terrifying sword storms, rolling towards the eighteen terrifying golden dragons in front.
In just the blink of an eye, the golden dragons that filled the sky were once again weakened by Ye Fei's continuous sword light, and then exploded into scattered true energy flow.
"If quality is lacking, make up for it with quantity. The attack of the Tenth Level Martial Lord is nothing more than that!" The sword light continued on Ye Fei's body, and soon a total of seventy-two sword vortexes were formed around his body.
The roar also prevented Zheng Jing from approaching.
Zheng Jing's whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets. He could activate eighteen legs in one breath. That was because he was a tenth-level Martial Lord, and his own soul was already extremely powerful.
But what is going on with this kid in front of me? He is just a third-level martial lord, and his soul should be very weak. How can he sustain the continuous consumption of big moves?
You must know that Ye Fei's sword technique, which can weaken the enemy's attack, looks like a very powerful trick at first glance. Such a trick should consume a lot of real energy. Why is it that Ye Fei can release it so easily?
Is it even easier to eat and drink?
Of course, this is because Zheng Jing does not know that Ye Fei has twelve souls, and his true soul may be stronger than him, a tenth-level Martial Lord. Otherwise, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood. (To be continued)