Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Hanger-On Chao actually used his famous technique, looks like he's really going to explode from anger, this idiot is a little strange, how can he humiliate a Grandmaster right in front of his face."    

The corner of Mo Yixiao's mouth revealed a hint of ridicule and disdain, as he looked at Ye Feng as if he was looking at a dead man.    

He became a god as soon as he entered the Upper Sky. His Void Stage Grandmaster was countless levels higher than the Upper Sky.    

This boy, his self-confidence was bursting … Insolent. There was no end to it.    

A three-foot-long sharp sword had been formed on Hanger-On Chao's fingertip, flashing with a frosty sword aura, not one bit inferior to a true Profound Ranked Spirit Weapon.    

Whoosh …    

He did not give Ye Feng a chance to catch his breath, and rushed towards the courtyard, directly controlling the spirit sword to attack Ye Feng.    

The spirit sword that was filled with spirit energy was as fast as lightning. It ignored space and time, and arrived in front of Ye Feng in the blink of an eye.    

"Raging Flame Jumping To Heaven."    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

Ye Feng's dantian shrunk and exploded, as all of his vitality was channeled into the Disillusionment Blade. His spirit energy was like a river that overflowed the heavens, gathering together with his body's energy.    

"Break!"    

After letting out an angry roar, he slashed his long blade forward like a ferocious beast out of its cage. Space ruptured as a fiery red blade light tore through space like rotten weeds, ruthlessly striking the three-foot-long spirit sword.    

Muffled explosions rang everywhere as the entire manor was in an earthquake, crumbling to the point of collapse.    

The three foot long sword was like a viper as it shook, spirit energy gushed out, the sword qi that erupted from the sword blade tore Ye Feng's palm apart, his entire body was covered in wounds, in an instant, Ye Feng was covered by Blood Light.    

Just that, the injury caused him to bleed, and did not cause Ye Feng to retreat one step.    

He was like an old plum, proud and unyielding as he welcomed the sword aura.    

The difference in realm and cultivation was still too big. Even though he had used most of his strength, it was still a little difficult for him to use his Innate Fifth Level to fight against the Void Stage Grandmaster.    

Shoo! Shoo!    

The ground beneath his feet continued to crack, the figure fiercely retreated until he reached the side of the wall that had collapsed. Finally, he was able to withstand Hanger-On Chao's sword qi.    

"Unexpectedly …" "He blocked it?"    

Mo Yixiao inhaled a breath of cold air and looked at Ye Feng as if he was a monster.    

He knew the power of Hanger-On Chao's sword, it was his trump card. Since he was using such a technique, it meant that Hanger-On Chao was already using his full strength, and did not have any intentions of showing mercy.    

However, even now, he had still been forcefully taken over by Ye Feng, a mere Innate Fifth Level, and a youth that was only sixteen years of age.    

Without waiting for him to recover from his shock, Hanger-On Chao once again used his sword.    

Ye Feng's body shook, all the veins on his body started to bulge, and the Blood God Armor started to absorb the energy in his Qi and blood.    

Ah!    

After releasing that roar, his footsteps suddenly sped up, and erupted with his last bit of power. He crazily shook the Disillusionment Blade in his hands, and the clash of the blades and swords was deafening.    

The three foot long sword was, after all, not a true Profound Ranked Spirit Weapon after this all out counterattack. It could not endure Ye Feng's attacks any longer and after a while, its vitality collapsed and the three foot long Longsword was reduced to nothingness.    

Ye Feng had also overused his physical strength and his body was pushed back more than ten steps, his face deathly pale.    

Gurgle gurgle …    

He took a deep breath, and the Extreme Fire Spiritual Lotus medicinal energy that had been scattered around his limbs and bones gathered together in an instant. It flowed through his limbs and bones, bringing new energy to Ye Feng, causing his face to instantly flush red.    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

His strength was rising rapidly, and his realm was rising as well. He charged straight into the middle stage of the Innate Fifth Level, and it was still climbing as the Yuan Power in his body gathered more and more.    

Beneath the golden mask, Hanger-On Chao's eyes revealed a look of shock.    

This brat was truly strange. It seemed that he had recovered enough strength in such a short time.    

There were only a few breaths of time. Even if it was him, he might not be able to condense the three-foot-long spirit sword like he did before and once again release the Seven Star Sword Technique.    

At this moment, the medicinal power in Ye Feng's body had turned into spirit energy and was refining his body. This kind of medicinal power could only be released under extreme pressure, which was why whenever he fought with an expert, he could obtain a huge improvement, and his cultivation would also increase.    

Sensing that he had slowly recovered his energy, Ye Feng smiled coldly, allowing the blood on his body to flow from the countless of fine wounds caused by the Sword Qi, he took a big step forward, and looked straight into Hanger-On Chao's eyes.    

Hanger-On Chao was obviously an Emptiness Realm Expert whose realm was several levels higher than Ye Feng's, but under Ye Feng's gaze, he had the feeling of being looked down upon.    

It was as if the youth in front of him was not looking at a Zongshi realm expert, but at an ordinary opponent.    

Ye Feng understood that his opponent had already unleashed his full strength, if his opponent had been even slightly stronger, he would definitely have been injured, but his opponent's attack had been taken care of by him, and his cultivation had not reached its limit yet.    

In other words, he no longer had to fear the Void Stage Grandmaster in front of him.    

"Void Stage Grandmaster... "Ha, ha, ha …" After he mumbled a few words, Ye Feng turned and started laughing loudly. Within his laughter, he said with a pleased tone, "It's only so-so!"    

The laughter seemed to be filled with a heroic spirit, but to Hanger-On Chao, it was exceptionally ear-piercing, and contained a dense amount of contempt.    

Hanger-On Chao became angry from embarrassment. He did not kill this brat after two consecutive attacks and was instead ridiculed and despised by him. This made him feel extremely humiliated.    

The killing intent in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.    

In a short period of time, Ye Feng had gradually neared the late stage of Innate Fifth Level, and only needed to engage in another big battle, in which case he should be able to break through once again.    

He raised his eyes to look at Hanger-On Chao, his eyes filled with battle intent, holding onto his Disillusionment Blade tightly, he stepped forward, standing right in front of Hanger-On Chao, his long blade pointed at him and said coldly, "I'll give you one more chance, now, scram!"    

Mo Yixiao and Hanger-On Chao stared blankly at Ye Feng, never expecting that he would take the initiative to provoke them again.    

This, this was so f * cking ridiculous, it left people speechless.    

"Boy, you have truly exceeded this Reverend's expectations." Hanger-On Chao's mouth revealed a cold smile, and then, he moved forward a few steps, looking straight into Ye Feng's eyes from him, and said in a deep voice, "In time, perhaps you can become great, or perhaps you'll try to provoke this old man and make a breakthrough, but are you really so arrogant that you can block this old man's killing move?"    

Before his voice had even faded, he had already clasped his hands together. His entire body was emitting a monstrous majesty as his Essence shattered in all directions.    

In that moment, it was as if a sword image rushed out from Hanger-On Chao's body, transforming into a sharp sword, the Sword Qi rushed into the clouds, a cold and threatening sword image appeared in his hands.    

Mo Yixiao, who was hiding behind him, felt goosebumps all over his body. His skin was in pain as if it had been slashed by a blade and he was intimidated by this sharp sword aura.    

Ye Feng's pupils similarly shrank, as he felt Hanger-On Chao's strength.