Ye Lang put away Fang Tian's painted halberd and looked at Feng Wuji coldly, the murderous intent in his eyes unconcealed, and Feng Wuji also had a sinister smile on his lips:
Ye Lang, you are right. Only by being brave and diligent can a warrior reach the pinnacle of martial arts. Although you can defeat a strong person in the realm of marrow cleansing, I am not just a warrior.
Feng Wuji climbed up with the same martial arts momentum, and the strong vitality began to surge, and gradually the nearly five-meter-high Gang Qi shield enveloped Feng Wuji.
With the slightest trace of innate breath circulating, he has touched the threshold of the marrow-cleansing realm, but is stronger than Ye Lang.
Ye Lang also showed no sign of weakness, and the nine-color Yuangang shield also formed a shield of nearly five meters in size, in which the light flowed, exuding a heart-stopping aura.
Zhang Ling'er's Begonia Qiulu Sword appeared in Ye Lang's hand: "You should recognize Feng Wuji's sword, right?"
Feng Wuji couldn't help but his expression changed: Did you kill her? It seems that you know everything. At this moment, a spear appeared in Feng Wuji's hand.
He also exuded a fierce aura, even though he knew that he was no match for the warrior in front of him who was only in the middle stage of Yuangang Realm.
But at this moment, Feng Wuji understood a truth. On the ladder of immortality, he was actually stepping on other people's bones to climb up.
The spear in Feng Wuji's hand suddenly transformed into a huge unknown beast. The beast's long body was covered with black bone spurs.
The ferocious head with seven sharp horns came towards Ye Lang to attack and kill him. Ye Lang secretly gathered his strength. He knew that Feng Wuji's character definitely had a backup plan and he could not take it lightly.
The long sword in Ye Lang's hand also changed and shone with colorful light as Motian Kui fought with the unknown beast with overwhelming majesty.
Suddenly the color of the sky and the earth changed, sand and stones were flying, and the demon Tiankui ruled the outside world in that distant ancient era. His temperament was violent and he killed cruelly.
It also has the power to shatter the starry sky. Although Ye Lang's current cultivation level can only comprehend a trace of Mo Tiankui's martial arts aura, its power can steadily suppress Feng Wuji's savage beast.
Feng Wuji's whole body's strength and vitality were operating to the extreme level of a savage beast, constantly spitting out black aura and fighting fiercely with Mo Tiankui.
Ye Lang, who was wrapped in the center of Mo Tiankui, felt a purer innate breath than what he had just received from the first camp battle formation.
After all, the existence that has touched the threshold of the Marrow Cleansing Realm is far from being comparable to the half-baked innate breath.
Ye Lang's energy and blood surged every time he collided with Feng Wuji, even though Feng Wuji had already derived traces of innate breath from his Yuanli.
However, resisting Ye Lang's Yuangang aura that surpassed the heaven level, the energy and blood surged. In the end, the beast's head was torn off by Motian Kui and dissipated invisible.
Feng Wuji retreated quickly, and as his body's energy began to circulate, the unknown savage beast recovered its body and drew out a stream of aura from the spear in its hand, attacking Ye Lang.
Ye Lang had a bad premonition that the Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique could not be activated at this time.
The first move of Sword Maker's Three Heaven-Destroying Swordsman was finally used for the first time, and Jingtian Changhong collided fiercely with Feng Wuji's attack.
Feng Wuji's Gang Qi attack was immediately neutralized, and Ye Lang's sword beam dimmed a lot but continued to fall towards Feng Wuji with undiminished strength.
The beast surrounding Feng Wuji immediately dissipated, and Feng Wuji fell heavily to a place ten meters away, just when Ye Lang once again launched the first of the three heaven-defying swords.
A white figure appeared and waved his hand to resolve Ye Lang's attack.
Is it finally here? Ye Lang knew that Feng Wuji was not that easy to kill, and he was just building up his martial arts momentum just now.
With his current level of cultivation, he cannot exert the great power of the Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique as he wishes, and even if he unleashes his power in a hurry, the power will be greatly reduced.
Moreover, it consumes a huge amount of energy and mental power.
Feng Wuji had been seriously injured, his clothes were torn and blood was flowing all over his body. It was obvious that he was seriously injured by Ye Lang who had just obtained the Ling Liang Changhe.
The white shadow that blocked Ye Lang's attack appeared, a handsome man in white wearing a scholar's crown. His white clothes were fluttering and he looked at Ye Lang with kind eyes:
You must be Ye Lang. As expected, your martial arts potential is astonishing. Although you are growing very quickly, you cannot escape from my grasp.
I decided to throw you into the middle plane to dominate the world battlefield for training so that you can grow to the Tianwu realm as soon as possible. This is your opportunity, you must seize it.
Didn’t you just tell Feng Wuji that one should be brave and diligent in martial arts?
A dangerous aura suddenly enveloped Ye Lang's body, and Ye Lang had no fear:
Who are you? Ye Lang knows that the person coming is Mr. Yunfeng, and he cannot let him know his secrets.
You can call me Mr. Yunfeng. You must have heard of my name in Cangyun Continent, right?
At the same time, I am also Feng Yuqing, the helmsman of the Feng clan's plane power. Mr. Yunfeng still looked at Ye Lang kindly.
However, the greed deep in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and this fleeting greed did not escape Ye Lang's eyes.
From that trace of greed, Ye Lang knew that Mr. Yunfeng, Feng Yuqing, also had plans for him:
Mr. Yunfeng kindly accepted it. I have my own path and don't like to be controlled by anyone. Ye Lang is still secretly building momentum.
All the martial arts runes in the sea of consciousness circulated rapidly, and the mind seeds also opened their eyes. However, the light curtain of the true meaning of martial arts and the projection of Tiantuan's ability to evolve martial arts were still motionless.
Very good! I, Feng Yuqing, never like to be rejected by others. Since this is the case, I have to do it myself. Mr. Yunfeng, Feng Yuqing, still looks calm and relaxed.
Humph! Ye Lang snorted coldly and said:
Feng Yuqing, don't forget, here you can't exert your strength above the Baoqi realm unless you want to die for no apparent reason.
Ye Lang looked at Feng Yuqing without fear, his eyes becoming even more fierce.
It's indeed good, but don't forget, you are just a young warrior in the Yuangang Realm. Although this clone of mine only has the strength of the peak of the Marrow Cleansing Realm.
However, he can also use the coercion of the Earth Martial Realm, saying that an overwhelming aura and coercion here is heading towards Ye Lang.
Ye Lang suddenly felt extremely pressured. It was at least ten times more powerful than the last time he was pressured by the evil slave in the Human Martial Realm. His bones began to rattle, and his vitality became somewhat stagnant.
Blood oozed out from Ye Lang's body again, just like Shura God of War. The hand holding the hilt of the sword was also stained red with blood. Feng Yuqing was also surprised in her heart as she increased the pressure of her realm.
This kid is so strong in physical cultivation. Normally, Yuangang Realm warriors would have collapsed to the ground under the pressure of their own Earth Martial Realm, but this guy is still struggling to hold on.
Realm coercion not only causes great harm to the body, but also causes considerable harm to the soul. The evil slave of the Human Martial Realm last time was not an ancient talisman master.
Moreover, it did not concentrate the power of the mind, so it did not cause any harm to Ye Lang's soul.
Feng Yuqing is a master at the pinnacle of the Earth Martial Realm, and his mind has initially condensed into a powerful soul aura, which is overwhelming.
The oppression of the superiors on the inferiors made Ye Lang feel like his soul was trembling, but Ye Lang would never submit to anyone.
Boundless rebellion grew in his heart, and the seeds of his mind immediately opened his eyes. Ye Lang's entire consciousness was absorbed into the source of his mind.
The Hunyuan Dzi Bead in the hand of Mind Seed also emitted dazzling light and began to absorb Feng Yuqing's powerful pressure.
Just when the Hunyuan Dzi Bead absorbed the pressure of Feng Wuji's soul, Ye Lang suddenly felt his body relax. It was so magical that the Hunyuan Dzi Bead could absorb the pressure of the realm.
However, Ye Lang still pretended to be overwhelmed by Feng Feng Yu Qing's aura and was worse than dead, and the sword-slaying technique was still brewing.
Ye Lang, give in. If this continues, not only will your cultivation be ruined, but your consciousness will also dissipate and you will become a walking corpse.
Feng Yuqing looked at Ye Lang arrogantly. Ye Lang remained silent, but Feng Yuqing's clone began to show his greed without concealing it:
Ye Lang, your understanding is not enough to fully utilize your martial arts potential. If I had your martial arts potential, it would reach an incredible height.
It is your honor to be able to contribute your martial arts potential to the legendary Mr. Yunfeng. Feng Yuqing seems to want to deliberately anger Ye Lang.
Ye Lang's sea of consciousness changed again. A sword-shaped rune slowly condensed out. This sword-shaped rune was a sheathed long sword that fell into the hands of the mind seed.
Ye Lang's hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, Feng Yuqing was different from Feng Wuji.
Although he could not display higher strength, his martial arts experience and combat skills were not comparable to Feng Wuji's. Ye Lang had to attack with all his strength to gain an advantage.
Go to hell! With the sword-cutting technique, the long sword in Ye Lang's hand immediately exuded unparalleled power to cut through the world, but he had no time to replace the Tai'a Ancient Sword. That moment was enough for Feng Yuqing to kill himself a hundred times.
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At the same time, the sword-shaped rune in the hand of the mind seed in the sea of consciousness was also unsheathed at the same time, and the mind power that could terrifyingly attack the soul was integrated into the unparalleled river of sword energy.
Feng Qingqing's expression changed even more. The terrifying river of sword energy that was slashing towards him brought with it the horror deep in his soul that he couldn't avoid it. He couldn't use any martial arts for a while.
The extremely powerful sword energy hit the body of Feng Yuqing's clone, and immediately began to shatter inch by inch. One of the strange runes broke out of the body and hit Ye Lang's body.
Ye Lang felt strange in his heart. The strange rune that hit his body landed on the mask in his arms.
The originally soft mask has become hard. What's going on? Is there something weird about this mask?
Feng Yuqing's body was shattered inch by inch as she looked at Ye Lang, but her eyes were filled with viciousness:
Boy, you are very good. You actually destroyed this clone of mine. It is really good. This clone was made from a place where I spent ten million years collecting various precious materials.
But if you have also been hit by the Tiankui Talisman of my Feng clan, just wait to be turned into a puppet. Feng Wuji's body disappeared, but what was left behind was a humanoid puppet full of cracks.
This puppet has no luster but has an indescribable sharpness. (To be continued)