Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

C366 Injuries to both Sides



C366 Injuries to both Sides

0In that split-second, Tia Fucheng was no longer able to doubt himself. In the hands of the Disillusionment Blade in Ye Feng's hand, a Flame Blade Method came crashing down in a straight line, and the fiery-red scorching high temperature made the entire space seem to boil, as if bubbles had appeared one after another, before exploding one after another.    

    

"Humph, the Martial Spirit has been materialized!"    

    

Tia Fucheng's shoulder trembled as his spirit energy congealed into a giant yellow hawk above his head. His Phantom of Martial Soul was a Divine Eagle of the Earth Attribute.    

    

The Tia Family was a profound foundation and also the highest level of strength. When Tia Fucheng entered the void to channel his soul, he used a soul imbued item that was of an extremely high quality, causing his Phantom of Martial Soul to be of the lower tier.    

    

Its power was naturally incomparable to that of an ordinary Grandmaster like Tong Ming.    

    

However, just as his Divine Eagles flew up and grabbed downward to grab onto the Disillusionment Blade, an unbelievable scene occurred. Ye Feng's figure flashed, as if he had penetrated through space, instantly arriving in front of Tia Fucheng.    

    

"Mm!?"    

    

Tia Fucheng was shocked. At the critical moment, his figure retreated and at the same time, he clapped his hands together. Over ten earthen yellow palm images welcomed Ye Feng's attack.    

    

This kid.    

    

Tia Fucheng was furious in his heart, his claws grabbing down, dust flying everywhere.    

    

"Let's go all out!"    

    

Just now when he had released two Fire Essence s consecutively, in order to increase his explosive power for a short period of time, he could only use the power of the Intent Domain once against Tia Fucheng. This was already the only thing Ye Feng could rely on right now, and he had to find the right time to use that one strike to gain victory in the most appropriate situation.    

    

If he couldn't injure or kill Tia Fucheng, the person who would be in trouble would most likely be him.    

    

Under the force of the gushing elemental energy, Ye Feng's hands tightly gripped onto the handle of the Disillusionment Blade, and fiercely swept outwards.    

    

All of the bones in his body emitted "crackling" sounds as he channeled all of the power in his body and poured it all into the Disillusionment Blade.    

    

The two elemental energies vibrated at high speed, ripples already appearing on the four sides.    

    

Ye Feng felt as if his body was caught up in a storm of energy. Even with his strong body, at this moment, he felt an abnormal amount of pain.    

    

"Ha!"    

    

Tia Fucheng's face was also warped, his expression sinister. Above his head, the gigantic Godly Hawk martial spirit started to look like a living creature, spreading its wings and roaring towards the sky.    

    

The two sides crashed into each other.    

    

The air rippled like water.    

    

Boom!    

    

The fiery red vortex of energy released by the Disillusionment Blade directly shattered one of the Phantom of Martial Soul's eagle claws. However, the other one abruptly stabbed into a sea of fire, grabbing straight towards Ye Feng.    

    

At the same time, a ray of blade light enveloped Tia Fucheng's body.    

    

It was completely a battle in which both sides were at a loss.    

    

Ye Feng was very clear that his Strength of Artistic Conception could only be used once, and after the Fire Essence exploded, it would only be used for a few continuous attacks.    

    

Of course, the opposing Old Man Tia wouldn't be able to hold on even longer than he could.    

    

As long as they could block his attacks a few times, even if the Old Man Tia didn't die, he would at least become a Corpse Zombie.    

    

But that was only if he could block the opponent's Phantom of Martial Soul attack.    

    

Therefore, at that moment, Ye Feng could only use all of his strength and fight to the death.    

    

His cultivation could not compare to his opponent's strength, but his physical body was strong enough, his defensive power was terrifying, after absorbing so many spirit medicines and using the Spiritual Spring's body to temper his body, Ye Feng's physical body was not one bit inferior to his Void Stage Grandmaster.    

    

On the other hand, Tia Fucheng's Armor of Elemental Qi was naturally powerful, but it was a pity that the Old Man Tia's ability to activate the Phantom of Martial Soul was already at the end of its tether.    

    

In this way, he would still have a chance.    

    

Tia Fucheng's expression remained indifferent, and his dull eyes rotated for a moment. He never thought that this kid would be so fierce.    

    

"Hmph, my Divine Eagle, grade two martial spirit …" "I don't believe that one claw couldn't kill you …"    

    

Up to this point, they had fought several times, but both of them were filled with rage and were fighting with their lives on the line.    

    

Especially Tia Fucheng, who was played like a dog by Ye Feng from start to finish, now that his body couldn't listen to him and his brain was numb, he quickly became a Corpse Zombie. The only thing remaining in his heart was fury, and even if he were to die, killing Ye Feng, he would willingly do so.    

    

No matter how heaven defying that brat was, his cultivation was truly too weak. This was a fact that no one could change.    

    

"Die!"    

    

Tia Fucheng bellowed, and exploded with his Qi.    

    

The one-clawed Earth Divine Eagle shone with a bright light, his single claw instantly growing several times larger. After that, the Armor of Elemental Qi on Ye Feng's body and the Blood God Armor's Light Shield were all ripped apart like rotten wood.    

    

A claw solidly hit Ye Feng's chest.    

    

In that moment, Ye Feng felt as if his chest was struck by a high-speed train.    

    

The flesh on his chest was instantly crushed into powder. This tremendous force traveled from his muscles to his body, colliding into solid bones before finally coming to a stop.    

    

When Ye Feng was at the Refinement Realm, he had already experienced the Spiritual Spring's body tempering. With the help of countless of medicinal herbs, the bones all over his body had condensed and become harder than Refined Iron's bodies.    

    

The impact of this huge impact struck his body, actually causing his bones to twist violently like a snake, neutralizing most of the impact. However, there was still quite a bit of energy that had rushed into his internal organs.    

    

Puff …    

    

Ye Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards, as he left a trail of blood in the air.    

    

As for Tia Fucheng, his situation was not much better.    

    

His body was no longer under his control, and the only thing left was the activated Phantom of Martial Soul, which still contained his will.    

    

Thus, the blade light that Ye Feng had released earlier was completely unstoppable, and it had broken apart Tia Fucheng's remaining Armor of Elemental Qi. Although it had dissipated by more than half when he had broken through the Armor of Elemental Qi, the Strength of Artistic Conception that had been infused with it still smashed onto Tia Fucheng's body heavily. Under the assault of this power, the Old Man Tia looked to be in a much more miserable state than Ye Feng.    

    

A knife cut straight down from his chest to his lower abdomen, pulling down diagonally. Several of his ribs were broken.    

    

Strangely, the wound was huge, but no blood flowed out.    

    

Most of Tia Fucheng's Blood Essence had already been used up, and now that the Fire Toxin had exploded, its body was obviously turned into a corpse, and it would quickly become like a block of wood.    

    

Witnessing this scene with his own eyes, the fear in Tia Fucheng's heart could be imagined. It's just that at this time, what else could he do?    

    

"Both... You … All of this, is your fault … I'm going to... Dismembered! "    

    

Stammering with rage and cursing, Tia Fucheng forced out the last of his vitality and forcefully suppressed the Strength of Artistic Conception that was rushing into his body, struggling to advance towards the place where Ye Feng had fallen.    

    

Normally, a short distance of several hundred feet would not even take a breath of time, but now, it was like a natural moat.    

    

When he saw the Martial Soul Divine Eagle tear apart Ye Feng's defenses as if it was tearing rotten wood, and knock him flying for tens of meters with a single attack, Tia Fucheng had thought that Ye Feng was definitely going to die.    

    

None of the Innate Martial Cultivator s could withstand the physical attacks from his own Martial Spirit.    

    

But Ye Feng's death was still not enough to make him vent his anger. He wanted to tear Ye Feng into pieces, inch by inch, and then devour the skin and flesh of Ye Feng's Blood Essence one bite at a time.    

    


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