Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Especially since he didn't know what kind of soul pet he used when he broke through into the Emptiness Realm, but the Phantom of Martial Soul he condensed was actually an Ancient Sea Serpent Dragon.    

The grade of this Martial Spirit was obviously ridiculously high, Ye Feng estimated that it was at least at the top of the third grade, and there was even a possibility of it entering the fourth grade, something he had never seen before.    

No wonder this person was so confident. Not only did he want to kill Ye Feng, he also wholeheartedly wanted to stomp the number one genius in Heavenly Extreme Hall beneath his feet.    

"Kill!"    

Ye Bufann spoke out one word softly, he looked down from above and pointed his finger at Ye Feng, causing the golden sea serpent dragon that was a few hundred meters behind him to instantly stand up.    

Roar …    

A faint roaring sound was emitted from the head of the serpent dragon, and a formidable and powerful aura surged violently, causing one's soul to be shocked to the core.    

After that, the golden sea serpent dragon turned into a surging golden torrent, shooting straight towards where Ye Feng was standing.    

If it was an ordinary Void Stage Martial Cultivator, they would not be able to raise their fighting spirit under this suppression with a trace of the Dragon's Might. If one was not strong enough, it was even possible for them to fall to their knees and beg for mercy.    

But Ye Feng wasn't too affected.    

With his extremely powerful mental energy, he was basically able to ignore all the attacks that came from the Qi. Ye Feng only held onto the Moluo Blade, and stared at the golden torrent that was shooting towards him from the sky, his expression extremely solemn.    

Ye Bufann's martial spirit gave him a very dangerous feeling.    

A violent, thunder-like attack. Even someone as strong as him would have to use all his or her strength to defend against it.    

In a flash of golden light, the torrent of water arrived in the blink of an eye. The moment it landed, Ye Feng's figure retreated explosively, activating the Xun Cloud Shield.    

Blades of saber light shot out one after another. Saber intent mixed with surging Essence Qi were like scars as they surged towards the golden torrent.    

Sizzle …    

The Sea Serpent Dragon twisted in mid air a few times, as though it had intelligence. It actually avoided the tip of the blade, dodging most of Ye Feng's attacks.    

Boom!    

The few blade lights were unable to contend with the mighty torrent and were immediately crushed into nothingness. Then, the sea serpent dragon's figure slammed onto the Xun Cloud Shield in front of Ye Feng, causing a huge explosion.    

The earth trembled …    

The earth quaked and the mountains shook.    

Even with the protection of the Xun Cloud Shield, Ye Feng was still forced out of the way by the golden torrent after a series of violent tremors.    

The silhouette twisted and turned in the air for tens of zhang before finally stopping.    

When his feet touched the ground, Ye Feng felt his internal organs trembling, his vital energy and blood flowing backwards. He opened his mouth and uncontrollably spat out a mouthful of blood.    

Finally … Injured.    

After the battle of Heavenly Forbidden City, even when he was fighting with Hua Tiancheng previously, Ye Feng had never experienced such immense pressure. Ye Bufann was truly worthy of being called an expert of the peerless genius level; his strength was terrifyingly strong.    

However, under the impact of such a violent Martial Spirit, Ye Feng could only spit out a mouthful of blood.    

His body was still straight and his face was still determined.    

"Hmm? He actually didn't die? So you actually have a spirit artifact shield? "    

"Good …" "Your Highness wants to see how many times you can withstand my Sea Serpent Dragon Martial Spirit with your shield …" Ye Bufann stood in midair. Seeing that Ye Feng had only spat out a mouthful of blood, a strange look appeared in his eyes, but at the same time, he pointed his finger at the air.    

"Whiz!"    

Without giving Ye Feng a chance to catch his breath, the golden sea serpent dragon flicked its head and an energy ripple exploded out, pouncing towards Ye Feng once again.    

It was as if there was a living ancient sea serpent dragon stirring up trouble.    

"Martial Spirit …" "It has become alive …"    

Ye Feng stood there with a solemn expression. He looked like he did not have any changes, but at the moment, he was extremely shocked in his heart.    

It turned out that after the Phantom of Martial Soul became a Martial Spirit, not only could it greatly increase one's strength, it could also have a spirit.    

He wondered what kind of changes the Nine Extreme Heavenly Stele Phantom Shadow would bring after he advanced to the King's Realm and formed his own Martial Spirit.    

Could it be that it would become exactly the same as the original body of the Heavenly Stele?    

Ye Feng did not know about this, but his Spirit Substance was too special. It was completely different from the many martial souls that were formed from Demonic Beast.    

Of course, this was not the time to think about such deep questions. Ye Bufann wanted to put him to death, so how could Ye Feng let him do as he pleased?    

"Ninth Heaven of Roc!"    

Seeing the golden torrent once again sweep towards him, Ye Feng clenched his teeth, and quickly stuffed a Pill into his mouth. His feet released a sound of thunder, and two vermillion spirit wings also flapped on his back.    

It was clearly not a wise decision to fight head on. In that case …    

Ye Feng already had a plan in mind.    

It was to shoot at people and horses, to capture the thief and the king.    

As long as he killed Ye Bufann himself, the Martial Spirit he condensed would vanish like smoke into thin air. There was no need for him to risk his life to fight this serpent dragon …    

Rumble …    

A golden light flashed and the earth shook. The Sea Serpent Dragon's second attack caused a huge hole in the ground, dozens of feet wide and a hundred feet deep. However, it did not touch a single hair on Ye Feng's head. Ye Feng's figure was rushing left and right like a dead leaf floating in the torrential downpour. Although it looked dangerous, it was extremely agile and avoided every attack that came crashing down.    

His figure slowly approached Ye Bufann.    

"Damn it, brat, are you trying to deal with me?"    

Having seen through Ye Feng's intentions, Ye Bufann's eyes flashed with ridicule, his expression revealing a hint of anger: "Then I'll help you."    

You want to turn around and deal with me if you can't deal with my martial spirit?    

F * ck, am I easier to bully than the Sea Serpent Dragon Martial Spirit?    

Ye Bufann's face revealed ridicule, the aura from his body soared, the golden Longsword in his hand flickered with a bright light, and after congealing in the air, it slashed down fiercely towards Ye Feng.    

When the Longsword slashed down, wrapped in unparalleled might, a sword image that was several tens of meters long swept horizontally towards Ye Feng.    

The third sword of the Nine Heavenly Swords.    

A sword to slay the immortals.    

By the side, Devil Flame Dragonlion, Master Dong and the rest who were fighting with Zhuge Chong could feel a ferocious sword intent bursting forth, the violent impact of the Essence Qi made them almost unable to stand steadily.    

Everyone was astonished.    

They were so far away and just being affected by the Essence Qi already made them feel unbearable. What kind of danger would Ye Feng, who bore the brunt of the attack, face under the dual hands of Ye Bufann's Martial Spirit and Sword Intent?    

This feeling, only Ye Feng knew.    

Ye Bufann unleashed the third sword of the Nine Extreme Heaven Sword Technique, causing Ye Feng to have the illusion that he had found the wrong target and would rather fight against the golden sea serpent dragon.    

The sword cut through the air, the sword intent wreaking havoc, and the Essence Qi dissipated. The power contained in the sword was earth-shattering.    

When he was still several tens of meters away from this sword light, Ye Feng could feel a surge of killing intent coming straight at him, making him unable to retaliate in the depths of his heart. He had the urge to just close his eyes and forget about it …