Chapter 658 Ants

Although Renqing thinks that Ye Feng is arrogant, he has to admit that his words are very reasonable. The Shenwu Conference is the top martial arts event in the entire Taixu Realm, and the rules are so strict. Wouldn't it be a mess if a powerful existence in the force took revenge on the other party?

At this moment, the white-haired old man who was at the head of the battle stage naturally heard Ye Feng's words, but he actually closed his eyes at this moment, and did not come forward to stop him, as if acquiescing to Mo Tian's actions.

"A waste at the fourth level of the divine martial arts, dare to talk to me like that, now I will kill you!"

Although Motian is arrogant, he also has reason. His spiritual consciousness has been observing the attitude of the white-haired old man. If the other party has the slightest displeasure, he will stop immediately, because he is not arrogant enough to disobey the white-haired old man. the point.

However, at this moment, Mo Tian found that the eyes of the white-haired old man slowly closed, which seemed to be a kind of tacit consent.

Mo Tian became even more unscrupulous, with a terrifying demon roaring in his palm, he wanted to attack Ye Feng.

"etc!"

And at this moment, a voice came from a certain position on the battle platform, and the next moment, a handsome figure came stepping forward, exuding a powerful aura.

It was He Zijian, the genius of the He family!

"Mo Tian, ​​you are enough!"

He Zijian's indifferent eyes swept across Motian's body. Although his cultivation was not as good as the opponent's, as the young master of the family, he had enough confidence even in the face of the strong King Wu.

"He Zijian, how are you qualified to talk to me?"

Seeing He Zijian's arrival, Motian really stopped attacking Ye Feng, turned his indifferent eyes and landed on He Zijian, and his voice was so proud.

As a strong Martial King, he naturally has the capital to be proud. While speaking, King Wu roared out from Mo Tian's body, turned into a terrifying pressure, and descended on He Zijian and Ye Feng in an instant, causing them to feel pressure on their bodies.

Those who are strong in the Martial King Realm transform their Yuan Force into reality and condense Yuan Dan, which is completely different from those in the Divine Martial Realm. They can destroy a group of powerhouses at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm with a wave of their hands. There is an unbridgeable gulf between the two.

It is this chasm that keeps thousands of people in the Divine Martial Realm out.

No matter in the regions of the Four Great Divine Kingdoms or the eastern part of the Taixu Realm, there are people of the Divine Martial Realm everywhere, but there are very few strong ones in the King Realm, and there are not many sects that are extremely prosperous. Just like some top sects in Jiuyou Divine Kingdom, only suzerain-level figures have the cultivation base of the Martial King Realm.

It can be seen how difficult it is to advance to the Martial King Realm.

Once he advances to the Martial King Realm, Wu Xiu's strength will undergo an earth-shaking change, which is a real qualitative leap.

Therefore, at this moment, Motian released the king's pressure at will, which made Ye Feng and He Zijian feel more pressure, and their background was slightly bent.

It was difficult for both of them to bear the other party's casual release of coercion.

"Is that class eligible?"

However, just when Ye Feng and He Zijian were a little unable to bear the coercion of the Martial King Realm released by Motian, another majestic voice came from below the battle platform.

Accompanied by this voice came a suffocating powerful aura. When this aura bloomed, it instantly enveloped all directions of the space, destroying everything in the enveloped area, including the coercion of the Martial King released by Motian.

Under that aura, Mo Tian only felt that he was so small, his body retreated again and again, and his complexion was extremely pale.

The eyes of the crowd froze for a while, and they all looked in the direction of the person who spoke just now, and saw a majestic middle-aged strong man there, it was He Qingshan, the Patriarch of the He family!

As a high-level Martial King Realm powerhouse, He Qingshan can easily crush Motian, who has just advanced, by releasing his breath casually. Such a result is not surprising at all.

"Patriarch He is trying to bully the small with the big?"

Mo Tian stepped back again and again, under the breath released by He Qingshan, he felt that his body would be destroyed, and said with a pale face.

"This seat is a big bully? Then what were you doing before?"

He Qingshan sneered after hearing Motian's words, he stepped forward, and suddenly a more terrifying breath was released from his body, like a surging river, as if it was about to submerge the entire platform.

Motian's body was in this turbulent sea, he just felt so small, facing the high-level Martial King Realm powerhouse, he didn't have any resistance at all.

"He Qingshan, you are enough!"

Seeing Mo Tian being suppressed, the head of Tian Mo Sect couldn't sit still, he got up from his seat in an instant, his body was tumbling with terrifying magic power, and he also released the breath Jiang He Qingshan, which intercepted it.

Two high-ranking Martial King Realm powerhouses faced each other across the air, and the two powerful auras collided continuously in the void, making a series of terrifying explosion sounds, and the shock wave of destruction spread in the void, making the crowd under the Holy Mountain really feel There was a burst of pressure, and many people with low cultivation bases even vomited blood from the shock wave.

The confrontation between high-level Martial King Realm powerhouses can affect everything within a very wide range!

The hearts of the crowd trembled violently. They never expected that this second round of competition would develop to such an extent. If this is about to evolve into a collision between the two top powers in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm?

"What? Do you want a fight?"

The terror on He Qingshan's body was only for violent blooming, his voice was domineering and powerful, his eyes were so sharp, and he looked directly at the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Fight, fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

As a demon cultivator, the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect is bloodthirsty and violent by nature, so why fear the challenge from Qingshan? Immediately, the bodies of the two high-ranking Martial King Realm powerhouses slowly rose into the air, and a battle was about to break out in the void!

But at this moment, a long Buddha's name sounded, and everyone's eyes were focused on the direction from the rich man, and there they saw a man wearing Gaza walking out slowly, surrounded by golden Buddha light. Solemn and solemn.

It is Master Xuankong, the abbot of Puzhao Temple!

"This is the Divine Martial Arts Conference, where the younger generations compete. Both of the two benefactors are at the helm of the top powers in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm. Why should they hurt their peace because of a small incident? Take it easy and don't be impatient!"

Master Xuankong spoke indifferently, and immediately, Master Xuankong's body was full of Buddha light, and there were many ancient words of Buddhism floating in the space.

He clasped his hands together, and recited two Buddha names one after another, like the Sanskrit sound of the supreme avenue. When the two voices fell, there were actually two invisible forces in the void that wrapped the bodies of He Qingshan and the suzerain of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Fajue.

That is the existence of power that transcends the power of heaven and earth, He Qingshan, the master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, only felt a moment of heaviness in his body, and was pulled back to the ground by that force.

This scene caused the pupils of many people present to constrict suddenly, watching all this in disbelief. Puzhao Temple has always kept a low profile in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm and does not participate in world disputes.

Master Xuankong's Dharma is profound and unpredictable, but few people have seen the master make a move. He used the Dharma to save all living beings, forgetting the struggles in the world.

And at this moment, they saw that Master Xuankong just recited two Buddha names, and then pulled the bodies of He Qingshan and the suzerain of Tianmo Sect, two high-ranking Martial King Realm powerhouses, back to the ground.

This simple scene undoubtedly proved the profound skill of Master Xuankong.

The pupils of He Qingshan and the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect who were involved also contracted for a while, looking at Master Xuankong not far away, feeling a little uneasy in their hearts.

They knew that this old monk was not simple, but they didn't expect that Master Xuankong, who always kept a low profile, would have such strength!

If they fight alone, I am afraid that neither of them will be the opponent of Master Xuankong.

Ye Feng's pupils also shrank. He understood the power of Buddhism and could clearly feel the power of Master Xuankong's Dharma.

This can't help but make Ye Feng sigh in his heart, he is really a generation of eminent monks.

"Since the master said so, I will give the master a face, but I hope that no one will be allowed to break the rules and participate in the next competition!"

He Qingshan cupped his hands at Master Xuankong and said.

"Mo Sect Master, what do you think of He Benefactor's words?"

Master Xuankong nodded to He Qingshan, and then asked with his eyes on the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The head of Tianmo Sect's eyes flickered for a while. The old monk was so powerful that he didn't want to provoke him too much, so he said, "Just listen to the master!"

Seeing the suzerain's compromise, Mo Tian's expression turned ugly for a while, his eyes swept across Ye Feng Meteor's body indifferently, and he flew off the battle platform with extreme indifference.

Looking at Mo Tian's leaving back, Ye Feng's pupils were also icy cold, and he clenched his fists tightly, making the sound of dislocation of bones.

This person ignored the rules and seriously injured Meteor, and he had already touched his bottom line. He only hated that his strength was too low, and now he was no match for Motian.

But Ye Feng has already made a note of this demon, and when he has the strength, he will kill this person!

"Second brother, are you okay!"

Ye Feng leaned down, looked at the meteor that was seriously injured at the moment, and greeted him, He Zijian also looked concerned.

Meteor suffered a full-strength blow from King Wu, and the injury can be imagined.

"Brother, don't worry I'm fine, I won't die yet!"

Meteor's face was pale, with blood on the corner of his mouth, but he still had a smile on his face.

Ye Feng's eyes were red, and his heart was full of resentment. His brother suffered such unfair treatment, but he was powerless to change everything. This made Ye Feng's desire for strength rise to another level.

In such a cruel world, those who have no strength will be doomed to be crushed. Just like the two of him and Meteor at this moment.

Mo Tian could ignore the rules of the Shenwu Conference and attack Meteor, relying on his cultivation of the Martial King Realm and the Heavenly Demon Sect standing behind him.

But Ye Feng and Meteor could only bear it, if not for He's father and son's efforts to protect them, both of them might die. Just because they are weak, in the eyes of some powerful beings, they are just like ants, and wanting to kill them is just a matter of waving.