Chapter 2991 Yan Moyue Was Abolished

Ye Feng released the phantom magic that he had comprehended for the first time, and the endless phantom power lingered around his body.

The power of the magic attribute is extremely violent. In the demon realm, he obtained the will of the ancestor of all demons, awakened the purple-rank demon god war spirit, and cooperated with his phantom magic.

Today's Ye Feng is an out-and-out powerful demon cultivator, and his comprehension of the power of the demonic attribute is no worse than any demon cultivator.

You know, how powerful is the will of the ancestor of all demons? The ancestor of all demons is an unfathomable and powerful man, even Ye Feng now recalls that scene at the beginning.

They couldn't help but tremble with fear, that is to say, the strength of the ancestor of all demons is far beyond the scope of Ye Feng's comprehension.

That kind of strong will made him reborn in a short period of time, sweeping the entire Holy Demon Mountain, and becoming the master of the Demon Lord of Xinyi Town.

In the Demon Realm, he also awakened the Purple Rank Demon God Battle Spirit.

As we all know, occupation is divided into red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple 7 grades.

The purple rank is the highest rank. Today's Ye Feng has two major occupations that have successfully advanced to the purple rank. The Demon God War Spirit itself is the purple rank.

The Shenlong War Spirit is Ye Feng's evolution from the Qing rank, and it can also unleash amazing power.

Ye Feng himself practiced a powerful magic technique, inherited the will of the ancestor of all demons, and awakened the purple-rank demon god war spirit.

With all these additions, Ye Feng unleashed magic attribute power at this moment, amazingly violent, endless Norway lingered around his body, and the entire sky was occupied by purple-black magic energy.

The sound of clicking and clicking kept coming out, and above the sky, the purple-black thunder kept shining, stinging people's eyes.

This scene made everyone's hearts tremble, and disbelief appeared on their faces. Someone said: "This guy, is this guy still human? How did he comprehend so many attributes? The power of the ghost attribute, the attribute of Buddhism, and now, even the power of the magic attribute is so powerful, it is really too monstrous!"

Not only this person, but many people present had similar thoughts in their hearts. They were completely shocked by Ye Feng's performance.

At this moment, the magic power released from Ye Feng's body seems to be vaguely more domineering than the powerful Yan Moyue.

Facing Yan Moyue's terrifying attack, Ye Feng didn't hesitate, the power of the magic attribute in him exploded to the extreme.

At an extremely fast speed, a large palm print of phantom was released. The power contained in this palm print was simply beyond the imagination of everyone present. In a very short period of time, it enveloped the space in front of Ye Feng. .

To completely occupy this space!

Rumble!

The astonishing oscillating sound was resounding and cheerful, and the terrifying destructive power enveloped the entire battlefield. Yan Moyue was also shocked by the scene in front of him at this moment. He also did not expect that Ye Feng, an ordinary martial artist, would be able to comprehend such a powerful magic power.

Among the magic attribute power released by Ye Feng, Yan Moyue felt an irresistible power.

It made his heart tremble, and his whole body felt as if he had been shocked by electricity. The terrifying magic power invaded and completely occupied his body.

The attack he unleashed shattered inch by inch at this moment, and almost at the same time, Yan Moyue let out a muffled groan, and stepped back involuntarily.

The breath of Yan Moyue's body floated fiercely, and his pupils filled with the power of the magical attribute shone with horror.

There seemed to be blood surging inside his body, almost gushing out at this moment, swallowing Yan Moyue deeply.

But Yan Moyue's face still looked extremely ugly, and he turned purple for a while, as if that mouthful of blood might spurt out at any time.

A bit of shock appeared on the faces of many people, and they were not shocked by the attack released by Ye Feng at this moment.

Yan Moyue's body was pushed back by the shock, and the blood in his mouth kept gushing, which made his expression extremely livid. Looking at Ye Feng at this moment, a bit of disbelief appeared on his face.

"What's going on? How did you comprehend such a powerful magical power?"

Yan Moyue asked Ye Feng with disbelief. In his opinion, all this shouldn't have happened at all. The strength Ye Feng showed was completely beyond his imagination.

More importantly, why did Ye Feng comprehend such a terrifying magical attribute power?

This is something he could never have imagined!

"Do you think that only you are qualified to comprehend the power of the magic attribute?"

Ye Feng looked at Yan Moyue with a sneer and said coldly.

Yan Moyue's face was extremely ugly, and the other people present were also shocked by the scene in front of them speechless.

Especially those Yan Mozong powerhouses looked at Ye Feng with cold murderous intent in their eyes.

Sect Master Yan Mozong got up directly from his seat and looked at all this with disbelief. The aura Ye Feng released at this moment was beyond his imagination.

In any case, he couldn't imagine why an ordinary young man could release a demonic aura that was stronger than his disciples?

"This son is evil, we can't let him live in this world!"

The suzerain of Yan Mozong immediately had this idea in his heart.

It is definitely a very embarrassing thing for Yan Mozong to suppress Ye Feng's disciples like this in front of everyone.

As the suzerain of Yan Mozong, how could he tolerate such a thing, once he had the chance, he would definitely kill Ye Feng immediately!

Yan Moyue almost vomited blood when Ye Feng touched the rooster, and the coldness in his heart was naturally extremely strong.

Especially when everyone present was watching, he felt that he had lost all face, and a cold aura erupted from him immediately.

Stepping forward for the first time, his body was in front of Ye Feng's in a very short time.

He waved his palm for a while, and there was a terrifying magic power burst out from the palm, and the endless magic attribute power lingered around his body non-stop.

In the direction behind him, they quickly gathered into an extremely terrifying, ghostly phantom.

Holding the steel fork of the demonic path, a berserk devil emerged from his body. His body was hundreds of feet high, and his whole body became extremely terrifying.

Purple-black thunder flashed out of his body, Mo Dao just crazily rushed towards Ye Feng's body at the first moment.

The power it carries is earth-shattering, and Ye Feng's body will be killed right away!

Many people looked at all this with disbelief on their faces. They could see that Yan Moyue was really angry.

The power of this attack is much stronger than before, and it is not known whether Yan Moyue can turn defeat into victory with such an attack.

Faced with Yan Moyue's terrifying attack, Ye Feng didn't seem to care about anything, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, almost at the same time.

The crowd saw Ye Feng's phantom power burst out at this moment, and the endless phantom attribute power was released.

In an extremely short period of time, he took a step forward frantically, and the power of various magic attributes exploded to the extreme.

In an extremely short period of time, he crazily blasted a terrifying fist at the attack released by Yan Moyue.

The power of this terrifying fist light is simply beyond imagination. Wherever it goes, the whole space vibrates wildly, and all the power seems to be killed and destroyed.

The hearts of everyone present trembled, as if they hadn't thought that Ye Feng would have no fear at all in the face of Yan Moyue's terrifying attack.

Directly release a terrifying fist light to fight.

In the blink of an eye, everyone present heard a terrifying shock sound at this moment, and the power of destruction spread in all directions.

The terrifying demon figure condensed by Yan Moyue's demonic attribute power, the power released is simply beyond everyone's imagination.

But the power of Ye Feng's fist is equally terrifying. When colliding with the opponent, the power displayed has reached a level that ordinary people cannot understand.

At the moment when the two attacks really collided, the huge body of Yan Moyue's condensed phantom of the demonic way shook wildly.

The power of destruction contained in Ye Feng's fist light attracted the inside of his body towards this huge magic path at an extremely fast speed.

The body of the phantom of the magic path oscillated wildly, and the terrifying steel fork of the magic path made terrifying dislocation sounds.

Under the shocking eyes of everyone, the magic steel fork was completely broken and destroyed at this moment.

However, the power of Ye Feng's fist light did not weaken at all, and it descended on the body of this terrifying demon phantom at an extremely fast speed.

The astonishing sound of shock resounded again, and the incomparably terrifying destructive power spread in all directions.

Under the action of that astonishing destructive power, the terrifying phantom of the demonic path collapsed and destroyed, turning into billowing demonic energy and dissipating with the wind.

However, the power of Ye Feng's punch did not weaken at all, and it crazily blasted towards Yan Moyue's body at an unimaginable speed.

Yan Moyue's face was extremely ugly, and he tried to dodge it immediately, but Ye Feng's punch contained an extremely powerful restraining force.

It made it difficult for his body to move at all, and he could only watch helplessly as this fist glow descended on his body.

"Thief, how dare you..."

The Yan Mozong clan roared angrily, as if they had sensed the power contained in Ye Feng's punch, so he opened his mouth to try to frighten Ye Feng with his own identity.

However, Ye Feng didn't care about what he said at all. Just as his words fell, Ye Feng's terrifying punch had already landed on Yan Moyue's body.

There was an astonishing shocking sound again, and Yan Moyue let out an astonishing scream, and his body was directly thrown out at this moment. When he landed, he vomited blood from his mouth, and his face was extremely pale!

The destructive power contained in Ye Feng's fist still spread over his body, causing all the meridians and bones in his body to be severed, and the sea of ​​​​qi in his dantian exploded, and he became a cripple!

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of many people present, with unbelievable expressions on their faces.

Just now, the suzerain of Yan Mozong had warned this person, but he didn't expect that he would ignore the warning of the suzerain of Yan Mozong, and the attack he released fell on Yan Moyue's body without any hindrance.

Judging by Yan Moyue's appearance, the bust should have been abolished.

Yan Moyue, but Yan Mozong is the most outstanding figure of the young generation except Yan Mochao. Now that his cultivation level has been abolished by Ye Feng, the faces of Yan Mozong's people immediately became extremely gloomy.

Many people had extremely cold expressions on their faces, and only one person said: "He dared to abolish Yan Moyue's cultivation, it's because our Yan Mozong did the right thing, and our Yan Mozong can't let him go!" !"

After these words were uttered, many Yan Mozong powerhouses present nodded one by one, thinking that what this person said made sense.

Their Yan Mozong is one of the top forces in the entire Central Empire. Being so provoked by a junior, their hearts are naturally extremely cold.

Sect Master Yan Mozong looked towards Ye Feng's direction with cold eyes, with indifference in his eyes, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

Constantly evolving in the void, it turned into a powerful force.

Unexpectedly, he came to suppress Ye Feng's position at the first time, and at the same time, he spit out a cold voice: "How dare you be cultivated by him? Do you know that everything you do will give yourself What are the consequences?"

When he said these words, the terrifying pressure released by Yan Mozong became more and more intense, trying to suppress Ye Feng to death with this gesture.

Ye Feng naturally felt the terrifying pressure released from the other party. The pressure made him feel a sense of suffocation, as if his whole body might be crushed to death at any time.

The suzerain of Yan Mozong is a strong man at the level of a heavenly emperor, and the aura he released is naturally not something that people like Ye Feng can resist.

Under the influence of the breath released by the opponent, Ye Feng felt an irresistible force.

It caused his whole body to bend slightly, and the bones all over his body made dislocation sounds, as if they might shatter at any moment.

This scene made everyone tremble. The strength of Yan Mozong's suzerain is really terrifying. Even they can feel the strength of each other's breath.

It is conceivable what kind of pressure Ye Feng is under at this moment.

"The Empire's year-end competition, outsiders are not allowed to participate, Yan Mozong suzerain, you are going too far!"

At this moment, such an indifferent voice came from not far away, and it was the powerful and powerful man of the Central Empire who spoke.

A terrifying power erupted from the mighty man of the Central Empire, and immediately intercepted the breath of Yan Mozong's suzerain.

This made the suzerain of Yan Mozong's face immediately turn ugly. He wanted to save Ye Feng and kill him at this moment, but unexpectedly, the powerful and powerful people of the Central Empire intervened.

In front of the powerful and powerful people of the Central Empire, he dare not be presumptuous. All their top sect forces must obey the rule of the Central Empire. No one can change this point.

Even if he is a strong man in the Heavenly Emperor Realm, he still exists like an ant in front of the Central Empire Heavenly Emperor, who can completely destroy Yan Mozong with a wave of his hand.

Many people's eyes flickered for a while. The majesty of the Central Empire is indeed beyond comparison with ordinary forces. Even the suzerain of Yan Mozong is a little scared.

"Thief, I will let you go today, but your life has been predetermined by me, as long as there is a chance, I will definitely kill you!"

Sect Master Yan Mozong said indifferently to Night Breeze, with a strong expression of unwillingness on his face when he said these words.

After saying this, he completely took back his aura and ignored Ye Feng. However, he also secretly vowed in his heart that one day, Ye Feng must pay the absolute price!

Ye Feng abolished Yan Moyue's cultivation level, which also added another one to his undefeated games, and this victory is important enough for Ye Feng.

It also redefined his status in everyone's hearts, which is really too powerful.

When Ye Feng and Yan Moyue were fighting, the battles in other directions were also very fierce. There were some powerful Tianjiao characters colliding together, and every battle was extraordinarily exciting.

Among them, two top Tianjiao figures collided at this moment. These two were Monk Kongming from Futu Temple and Leng Jianshuang from Shenzong of the Ancient Tomb.

Monk Kongming was surrounded by endless Buddha light, and the golden light shone in the sky and the earth. His body stood in place, giving people an incomparably profound feeling.

Leng Jianshuang stood opposite Monk Kong Ming, and his aura showed the exact opposite.

Endless sword energy surged around him, giving people a very cold feeling. Leng Jianshuang's eyes were sharp, looking at the Kongming monk in front of him, his expression showed a bit of sharpness, and he couldn't help but said: "Master, this one The progress made in the past few years is very enviable, and I am willing to ask for advice."

Monk Kongming clasped his hands together, and a faint golden light of Buddhism emerged from his body. The whole body stood in place, looking at Leng Jianshuang in front of him so calmly, and said with a smile: "Since benefactor Leng has a sense of elegance, the little monk naturally wants to accompany you." In the end, please Leng Benefactor to take action."

After these words were said, the faces of all the people present showed a bit of excitement. It is rare for these two top talents to collide with each other in a hundred years.

This battle must be very fierce.

Immediately afterwards, the crowd saw endless sword energy released from Leng Jianshuang's body, and waves of sword power emerged from his body, making his body extremely violent.

In the blink of an eye, the crowd saw a long sword in his hand. This long sword was shining with endless swords. Wherever it went, the entire space seemed to be enveloped by this bright sword light.

Leng Jianshuang stepped forward, and the endless sword energy merged into the sick sword. Almost at the same time, the crowd saw the sword shaking in Leng Jianshuang's hand, and immediately frantically moved towards Monk Kongming's direction A bright sword light was displayed.

The speed of this sword light is simply too fast, it can be said that it came down in a short period of time, the power of the sword light is quite terrifying, as if it can kill all existences!

If this sword fell on the bodies of all the people present, they would definitely not be able to truly bear it.

This made the hearts of many people tremble, and they were shocked by Leng Jianshuang's strength. Leng Jianshuang's sword reached the body of Monk Kong Ming in the blink of an eye.

The body of the monk Kongming was going to be killed and shattered, however, just when this thing was about to fall on the body of the monk Kongming.

The crowd saw that monk Kongming was chanting words, and the endless power of Buddhism and Taoism burst out, and his footsteps quickly stepped towards one side.

The body was shrouded in a golden light of Buddhahood, and it seemed that his movements were not very fast, but he dodged Leng Jianshuang's sword at an extremely fast speed.

Leng Jianshuang's eyes were sharp, and he didn't seem to expect that Monk Kong Ming would have such a speed, so he was naturally unwilling.

As the top Tianjiao figure of the Shenzong of the Ancient Tomb, Leng Jianshuang has comprehended the extremely powerful attribute power of the sword.

Casual release of bright sword light can kill all existences.

In an extremely short period of time, the resplendent sword lights were released crazily, and the power contained in each sword light was beyond imagination.

A sword descended and appeared, able to shatter all existence, but Monk Kongming still did not release the attack to resist, his body was enveloped by bursts of golden light of Buddhism and Taoism.

As if completely isolated from this space, when Leng Jianshuang's sword light descended, Monk Kong Ming was able to dodge the sword light immediately.

This made Leng Jianshuang's complexion a bit ugly. He unleashed such a terrifying attack that he didn't even have the qualification to hit the opponent's body. This was naturally a very embarrassing thing for him.

"Master, can you fight me head-on and dodge like this, when will it be the head?"

Leng Jianshuang released several attacks again, but still failed to hit Monk Kong Ming's body, so he couldn't help saying impatiently.

The expression on Monk Kongming's face was still the same as usual, even after dodging Leng Jianshuang's swords, his aura was still extremely calm.

It seemed that the opponent's sword light couldn't have any influence on him at all.

"Why does Lord Leng care so much about the outcome of the battle? You can often learn more during the battle, doesn't Lord Leng feel that?"

Monk Kong Ming smiled at Leng Jianshuang, his smile was still so warm.

Leng Jianshuang became a little impatient. In his opinion, it was an insult to him that Monk Kong Ming treated him like this in front of everyone present.

He was a little angry, and burst out a stronger sword energy from his body, and immediately released a more terrifying attack on Monk Kong Ming frantically.

The power contained in this series of attacks was simply beyond the imagination of everyone present, and it was necessary to completely kill Monk Kong Ming.

A sharp edge flashed in Monk Kongming's eyes, and he was still dodging non-stop. At a certain moment, Monk Kongming's body landed on a prescription, and he stopped suddenly.

There were bursts of Dao Sanskrit sounds in his mouth, and the ancient Buddhist characters were continuously released and integrated into his palm prints.

Immediately, he crazily took a palm print of destruction towards Leng Jianshuang's direction. The power contained in this seal of destruction was astonishingly powerful.