C620 Will of Sage Realm
C620 Will of Sage Realm
"Under such circumstances, you, a mere Half-Step Void Entering Stage, actually chose to fight me head on? They are simply acting recklessly! "
Ye Yushang was also initially shocked by this scene, but a dense killing intent quickly surged into his eyes.
As long as he killed this brat, all the surrounding Martial Cultivator would be intimidated by his Sacred Art and martial spirit. Then, would Teleportation Token still not become his?
Since that was the case, he would have to end the battle as soon as possible.
After letting out a sneer, Ye Yushang's body moved, and the Martial Spirit above his head erupted with a ray of bright light.
It could be seen that at this moment, he had also pushed his spirit energy to its limits. Facing Ye Feng's earth-shattering attack, although it was purely using his physical body's power and explosive power, it still made Ye Yushang feel shocked.
Rumble …
The saint's body appeared to be in the sky as the voice was vast and ancient. The kind of godly might that stepped into the sky caused the distance between the surrounding Martial Cultivator to increase by several tens of feet.
The air pressed down as the airflow crazily scuttled, and the entire Dragon King City was completely engulfed by an earth-shaking aura.
"The finger of a Saint!"
Ye Yushang raised his arm and the Appearance Mantra above his head also raised his right hand. The two postures were perfect as one.
At this moment, his Qi had erupted to its peak, and after drinking the last four words, the Saint Dharma Idol's right index finger suddenly released a ray of light. Although it looked slow, it was actually extremely fast and shot towards Ye Feng's fist.
A speck of bright star lit up.
Bang bang bang.
Explosions burst out wherever the starlight passed. This finger was accompanied by an irresistible destructive force, as it flew towards Ye Feng.
And with the "Saint's Finger" tapping down, Ye Feng's face still remained as calm as it should have been.
However, looking at the veins on his head, this attack also allowed Ye Feng to go all out.
Just as his fists were about to collide with each other, on top of Ye Feng's fist, not a single trace of spirit energy was produced.
Could it be that he was really delusional to rely solely on his own physical strength to fight against Ye Yushang's Saint Dharma Soul?
This courage was way too great.
Although Ye Feng's Half-Step Void Entering Stage was not worth mentioning in front of the Sage Level Martial Spirit, it could at least offset some of the damage. With just his strength alone, it was possible that with the huge finger pressing down, Ye Feng's entire body would be smashed into meat paste.
The two's speed rapidly neared, and just as the distance between them shrank to less than three meters, the blood in Ye Feng's body suddenly boiled up, and finally, a layer of light green flames wrapped around his fist.
These flames … It was not formed from Strength of Fire Essence.
The essence of the light green flame was Ye Feng's final trump card — — Cyan Black Nether Fire.
Moreover, the Heavenly Flame was ranked seventh on the Heavenly Flame Ranking. It was like a sharp sword, but also like a solid armor. It protected his right fist, and with great strength and speed, it was sent out.
"Look at me, Ye Feng, break your Dharma Idol!"
The low and short shout was filled with a domineering aura.
As soon as this layer of light-green flames appeared that seemed like it could melt anything, the temperature of the surroundings rose up by a hundred degrees in an instant, as if they had fallen into a furnace of fire.
"BOOM!"
In mid-air, the ten-meter tall Saint's Dharma Idol seemed to tremble violently.
"Break!"
Ye Feng's eyes were indifferent, green flames flickered in his eyes, and the Cyan Black Nether Fire had already torn open the void at this moment, ruthlessly smashing onto the finger of the Dharma Idol.
The Yuan Power between Heaven and Earth suddenly exploded, as astonishing shockwaves swept forth.
Under the countless dumbfounded gazes within the Dragon King City, the fist and the finger finally collided together in the simplest way, like a comet smashing into the earth.
"Bam!"
The earth trembled.
At this moment, this ancient city began to shake like an earthquake. A sky-shattering explosion sounded out for hundreds, if not thousands of miles, as circles of berserk energy ripples spread out, forcing those who had already fled far away to run outside.
Liu Shuyu and the two or three First Echelon Expert s who were previously standing on the high platform watching the battle from afar had serious expressions on their faces as they watched the battle from the sidelines.
Ye Yushang and Ye Feng's battle has undoubtedly made them pay close attention to them.
Boom! Boom!
Circle after circle of Yuan Qi undulations spread in all directions, but Ye Yushang's Phantom of Martial Soul and Ye Feng's figure seemed to have stopped moving, facing each other.
"Your Silver Crow Country's Sacred Ancestral Appearance, looks like it's only mediocre. Break for me!"
Ye Feng's right arm remained in a striking posture, and when his foot stepped on the ground, it had already shattered an area of several meters around him.
However, the layer of green-colored flame on his right fist continued to move nimbly at this moment. Instead, the light became increasingly dazzling.
Following the sound of his voice, the light green flame suddenly soared, breaking through the seal formed by the strong spirit energy poured into it from the Phantom of Martial Soul, and started to wrap around that thick finger.
The valiance and terror of Cyan Black Nether Fire s, at this moment, revealed their boundless might.
"Sizzle sizzle."
The flame burned through the void, releasing a sound that made people grind their teeth in anger, the Spirit Qi activated by the Dharma Idol quickly disappeared, the finger that Ye Yushang's Martial Spirit pointed out, was actually at a disadvantage, there was a possibility of it being burned into nothingness.
Seeing this scene, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
"How is this possible? This prince's martial spirit has condensed the appearance of a saint and contains the will of a saint. It cannot be defeated by just a single Half-Step Void Entering Stage Martial Cultivator! "
As the light blue flames burned, Ye Yushang's shocked and furious voice sounded once again.
"Die!"
Suddenly, the Dharma Idol above Ye Feng opened its eyes.
A golden gaze that contained limitless profoundness shot out, and under the frozen gaze, Ye Yushang's Dharma Idol spoke out in the human tongue, and a voice that shook the soul resounded out on the spot.
"Who dares to provoke me, this Saint Feng, kneel down and accept your death!"
Rumble …
Just like the great yellow bell, the will of a saint could not be defied.
At the same time this dignified voice sounded, all the surrounding Martial Cultivator s that were dozens of meters in radius revealed expressions of extreme fear.
Under the pressure of this aura, no matter how strong they were, they would not be able to defy the law. They were all subdued by the enormous will, and all of them knelt down in unison …