Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

C1659 Qingzhen Yi's Backhand



C1659 Qingzhen Yi's Backhand

0The sudden appearance of the greyish green stone monument also caused Zhen Qingyu to furrow her brows.    

    

She could also sense the might contained within the stone monument.    

    

Puff puff puff!    

    

Every time a petal came close, it would fall to the ground like snow falling to the ground, causing it to be completely annihilated. Even the mental laws hidden within were all annihilated and dissolved by the true Devil Qi.    

    

"What's that?"    

    

From the seating area of elders, someone was speaking in shock, many experts looked at the Nine Extreme Heavenly Stele in shock.    

    

Even as sect elders, they found it difficult to see through the mist that was being emitted from the stone tablet.    

    

He was actually able to restrain the Concept and the rules?    

    

This kind of powerful spirit artifact, coming from a Void Stage Martial Cultivator, was simply … It was even more shocking than when Ye Feng summoned the Heaven Rank Demonic Beast …    

    

"Break!"    

    

Both of Ye Feng's hands carried the tablet, and then, he fiercely swung it down.    

    

Wherever the flower petals passed, they shattered, and an immense force struck Zhen Qingyu's chest.    

    

Zhen Qingyu's beautiful face paled and without hesitation, she flew out of the stone platform.    

    

Flying out of the stone platform was equivalent to voluntarily giving up the qualifications to participate, and so the Martial Cultivator below felt that this was somewhat inconceivable. After all, Zhen Qingyu was ranked very high in the Inner Sect.    

    

Only Zhen Qingyu herself knew that if she retreated too late and was hit by the strange stone tablet in the other party's hand, perhaps... His life was in danger.    

    

Zhen Qingyu landed on the ground, Ye Feng quickly retrieved the stone tablet and withdrew all the spirit energy in his body.    

    

The face of the defeated Zhen Qingyu was filled with shock. Her attack was extremely fast and powerful, enough to instantly kill a King's Realm stage two Martial Cultivator. Furthermore, she was able to achieve an unstoppable victory.    

    

In other words, as long as there was even a trace of it, Ye Feng would be injured.    

    

In the entire history of the tournament, only Xiao Chennan and a few other disciples with higher cultivation than him were able to escape from this "Ten Thousand Flowers Parting Technique".    

    

"Just now … What did you use? "    

    

She was not the first person to be defeated by Ye Feng, however, even with the strongest Inner Sect, Xiao Chennan would not necessarily be able to defeat her in two to three moves.    

    

The spirit treasure that Ye Feng had used, gave her an extremely dangerous feeling, and forced her to escape the stone platform.    

    

"Since you've lost, you don't need to ask anymore. You only need to know that you've lost without a doubt."    

    

Ye Feng's tone was also not friendly. Since he was going up on stage, then he would be his opponent, why be so courteous to them? The lady had used a powerful secret technique the moment she attacked. If not for him activating the Nine Extreme Heavenly Stele and blocking her opponent's attack, she would have been injured from the battle.    

    

Arrogant!    

    

When these words were spoken, the surrounding spectators immediately felt this feeling in their hearts, but very soon, they felt relieved.    

    

Before the battle, if a servant Void Stage Martial Cultivator were to say these words, he would definitely be drowned in saliva. But now, Ye Feng had consecutively selected several Inner Sect elites, and was still able to stand on the stone stage. From this, it could be seen that he truly had the qualifications to say such arrogant words.    

    

"Hmph …"    

    

Zhen Qingyu paled. To be defeated in front of so many people, she felt ashamed and indignant, but she was not convinced.    

    

With a cold snort, she hastily disappeared into the crowd.    

    

Standing on the stone platform with a cold and proud expression, Ye Feng's heart, without being alarmed, continued to welcome the Inner Sect disciples who challenged him one after another.    

    

The sun was already setting in the sky, and the battle had lasted for almost four hours. The elemental energy within his body had been depleted by about four to five percent, and his aura started to plummet.    

    

"We've won again!"    

    

Towards this result, the spectators on all sides had already become numb. Right now, they were only guessing when this kid would run out of elemental energy.    

    

After Zhen Qingyu, three more Inner Sect disciples lost to Ye Feng, which also caused the other Inner Sect Martial Cultivator s to hold their breaths.    

    

"Dammit, how could he …" You can be this strong? "    

    

Qing Zhenyi's face was ashen, his palms had traces of blood on them.    

    

"Are there still any of us?"    

    

He suddenly turned his head around and stared at a person in Luo Feng's net.    

    

"Senior Brother Qing, only Bu Jingni is left. Everyone else, take care of him …" We lost to that brat. However, he should have also reached the end of his strength. "    

    

The disciple was so scared that his neck shrunk. Seeing that Qing Zhenyi's expression did not improve, he said in a flattering tone: "Moreover, that brat was speaking nonsense and challenged us on his own accord. The other disciples in Inner Sect may not even need to listen to him anymore."    

    

"Hmph, we can't be careless. Since Inner Sect are useless, then …" "By using the power of the clan, I was able to save some energy."    

    

With a cold voice, he muttered. Killing intent flashed in Qing Zhenyi's eyes and he crushed the jade talisman in his hand. It was the same as the previous talisman.    

    

At the same time, at the place where the of Qing Famiy was standing, a sinister looking, expressionless man raised his head and nodded at Qing Zhenyi. Then, he looked at Ye Feng who was on the stage like a venomous snake.    

    

"Heh heh, brat, let's see how you can still act so arrogantly now!"    

    

Qing Zhenyi let out a cold laugh as he let out a long breath, and even his mood seemed to have improved somewhat.    

    

Back then, when he found out about Ye Feng's identity, he wholeheartedly wanted to take revenge for Qing Hua and the others.    

    

It was just that with Black And White Heroic Duo and the rest overseeing the Floor Sweeping Sect, Qing Zhenyi knew that he might not be able to do anything to Ye Feng, and so he had long informed his of this.    

    

Amongst the rankings of the foreign forces in this tournament, there are some experts in Qing Famiy.    

    

Currently, a large amount of the spirit energy within Ye Feng's body had already been consumed.    

    

To the Earthly Essence Sect Contest, the external forces were merely decorations. Many people who had been in the limelight since the first round would voluntarily leave, and even if they managed to enter the second round, they would not embarrass the Earthly Essence Sect disciples.    

    

This was where Qing Zhenyi was sinister.    

    

If he had used a lightning method to kill Ye Feng, then even if Earthly Essence Sect was displeased, but as long as he was given a bit of compensation, it was unlikely that the upper echelons of the sect would fight with the powerful Qing Famiy for the sake of a mere service disciple from Lower City.    

    

"..."    

    

"This match, Ye Feng wins!"    

    

On the Kunwu Stone Platform, Elder He once again announced the results of the battle. He looked at Ye Feng with a slightly worried gaze, and said: "Ye Feng, your current achievements are prideful enough, don't you need to accept the challenges of others?"    

    

Elder He did not lower his voice. His words were clearly heard by everyone on the stage.    

    

The purpose of this action, was to truly acknowledge Ye Feng's strength, and indirectly protect him.    

    

Hearing Elder He's words, Ye Feng hesitated.    

    

Indeed... If he just wanted to make himself famous and increase his reputation within the sect, he could naturally leave the stage, but … His goal was to get into the top three of the tournament.    

    

If he did not accept the rest of the challenges, would the sect give him a place in the top three?    

    

"Hold on!"    

    

Swish!    

    

Just as Ye Feng wanted to inquire more clearly, a black figure rushed onto the stone platform, bowed to Elder He and spoke loudly.    

    


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