Dead silence shrouded the entire Tianji Sect's mountain gate.
That bottomless ravine is like a shocking scar, imprinted on the earth and in everyone's heart.
One dragon and one person suppressed the entire battlefield.
"Gudong."
A disciple of the Blood Demon Sect swallowed hard and looked at the figure in the sky, with only fear in his eyes. The monster with a green face and fangs beside him collapsed directly to the ground, with feces and urine flowing out, and the fishy smell filled the air.
This is Longwei!
"Bastard!"
The first person to react was Xue Yin Tong, the master of the Blood Evil Sect.
The disciples under him were the most evaporated by the dragon's breath, which was tantamount to a hard slap on his face.
His eyes were red, staring at Ye Feng, and shouted sternly: "You little beast, how dare you!"
"What am I afraid of?" Ye Feng picked his ears, looking carefree, "You all came to my door. You said it, but you don’t allow me, the master, to come out and clean up the garbage?”
“Garbage?” Xue Yin was trembling all over, “You are looking for death!”
His body swayed and turned into a streak of blood, rushing towards Ye Feng in the sky.
I don’t know when a long bloody flag appeared in his hand. There were cries and howls on the flag, and countless resentful souls were struggling in it, exuding disgusting blood and resentment.
"Blood Soul Banner! The sect master even used the magic weapon at the bottom of the box!"
"That kid is dead! Even if he has the help of a giant dragon, he can't stop the sect master's blood soul banner!"
When the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect saw this, they suddenly regained some confidence.
Elder He's pressure suddenly decreased, he quickly swallowed a pill, and shouted to Ye Feng in a high-altitude voice: "Ye Feng, be careful! That is the magic weapon of Xueyin Tong, it is extremely vicious!"
"Elder He, just rest and watch me." Ye Feng's voice was relaxed and freehand, and he didn't take Xueyin Tong seriously at all.
He looked at the oncoming bloody light without even moving his feet.
"Xiao Hei, leave this guy to me, and you go help the people below." Ye Feng ordered calmly.
"Roar!" Xiao Hei roared, swinging his huge body, the dragon's tail was like a black divine whip, with a sonic boom that ripped the air, and swept directly towards the battle formation of the three major sects on the ground.
As for Ye Feng, his eyes were fixed on Xueyin Tong.
"Later Nascent Soul? Just in time, let me try my new power on you."
Ye Feng's eyes changed at that moment.
The cynical smile faded away, replaced by a kind of arrogance and indifference that looked down on the world. The spiritual power in his body exploded without reservation under the operation of "Zhou Tian Xing Jue"!
The seventh level of Nascent Soul!
The powerful and majestic aura swept across like a storm, causing Xue Yin Tong, who was rushing towards him, to feel his heart skip a beat.
"What? Late Nascent Soul? How is this possible!" Xueyin Tong's face was filled with horror.
According to the intelligence, when Ye Feng left the secret realm, he was only in the golden elixir stage!
How long has it been? How could he suddenly become a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage! This is unreasonable!
However, the fact was right in front of him, and the overwhelming pressure that could not be faked shocked him.
"Only found out now? It's too late!"
Ye Feng's voice was like ice. He slowly raised his hand, and the Qingxuan Ancient Sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. The sword body is no longer a pure cyan brilliance, but is surrounded by bright stars, as if it is holding a starry sky in its hand.
""Tongtian Sword Code"..."
Ye Feng whispered softly, and the source of star power and spiritual power in his body poured into the sword crazily.
"The third style - Starfall!"
One sword, swing out!
In everyone's shocked eyes, the sky darkened at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, the sword energy turned into one, ten, hundreds... thousands of bright stars, suddenly appearing on the sky.
Then, these stars seemed to be attracted by some kind of fatal attraction, turning into meteors burning with white flames, dragging long tail flames, and crashing towards the same target-Xueyin Tong!
That scene was like doomsday punishment!
"No——!"
Xue Yintong felt an unprecedented death crisis. He waved the blood soul flag in his hand crazily, and bloody skulls flew out from the flag to meet the falling stars in the sky.
However, the moment these vicious and resentful souls that are usually invincible come into contact with the pure and vast power of the stars, they are like ice and snow encountering the blazing sun, letting out a shrill scream and being purified and melted in an instant!
The Blood Soul Banner’s defense is devastating!
The stars in the sky, without any stagnation, converged into a torrent of destruction, completely submerging Xue Yin Tong.
Boom——!
An explosion even more terrifying than the dragon's breath exploded high in the sky, and violent energy shock waves spread in all directions. Even the battlefield between Lu Yuanqing and Evil Soul was forced to retreat by the aftermath.
When the light dissipates, where is the figure of Xueyin Tong still in the sky?
Only some broken bloody flag cloth and a broken flag pole were left, falling feebly from the air.
The master of the Blood Fiend Sect, a great monk in the late Yuan Ying period, with blood and yin...
With one sword, both body and soul are destroyed!
The whole place once again fell into deathly silence.
If Xiao Hei's dragon breath just now was a shock, then Ye Feng's sword at this moment was a complete fear!
That’s the late Nascent Soul stage! He can be regarded as a big shot standing at the top of this world of immortality! Just like that... being killed by a young man in his twenties with a sword?
The evil soul’s pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead. He looked at Ye Feng and felt the chill from his heart for the first time. This kid is no longer just a genius, he is a monster! A complete monster that cannot be judged by common sense!
Lu Yuanqing and Elder He looked at each other, and both saw deep shock and ecstasy in each other's eyes.
"Good boy..." Lu Yuanqing murmured to himself, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
Ye Feng stood up with his sword put away, his eyes calmly scanning the three sect coalition forces below who were completely frightened. Then, he looked up at the blood cloud and the leader of the Blood Demon Sect, Xuan Ying, who had been standing with his hands behind his back.
The corners of Ye Feng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile.
"Hey, that guy in black, has he pretended enough?"
"Your dog poops everywhere and pollutes the environment. Is it time for you, the master, to come out and talk about it?"
Ye Feng's words were like thunder on the ground, exploding in everyone's ears.
Crazy!
That’s crazy!
How dare he dare to provoke a giant in the late stage of divine transformation so bluntly!
The corners of Shahun's eyes twitched crazily, and he felt that Ye Feng must be crazy. In the late stage of Nascent Soul, killing someone of the same level instantly with one sword is shocking, but there is a gap called "Law" between that and the late stage of Divine Transformation! That is a qualitative difference that cannot be made up by strength at all.