Martial Arts Reigns

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Feng Wushang, you are a god, do you dare to fight me? Ye Ming asked calmly.

What? He wants to challenge the gods, is he crazy? Although Wu Jun kills the gods from time to time, it is done under specific conditions, such as with the help of killing arrays. Moreover, the gods who are killed are generally stronger weak.

Yeah, I know this Feng Wushang. He is practicing the blood shadow magic skill. He is currently in the third realm of Fatian, and his strength is very strong. Ye Ming actually challenged him like this. He is too overconfident. A god is a god, yes A high-level state of life, if it is a one-on-one, real confrontation, no matter how talented the Martial Lord is, the gods will win.

Ye Ming, don't be impulsive. Jin Xuanbai said loudly, The three realms of Fatian are not as simple as you think.

Ye Ming smiled and said, Don't worry, big brother, I have my reasons.

Jin Xuanbai's heart moved, and he looked at the palace master. And Su Beijian nodded slightly, actually agreeing with Ye Ming's approach.

Facing Ye Ming's challenge, Feng Wushang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed haha, then his laughter stopped abruptly, staring at Ye Ming and asking: You are a little Wujun, how dare you challenge the gods? , very good! Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you!

The gods have the self-confidence of the gods, and Feng Wushang came to the ring with great strides. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Ye Ming in one fell swoop.

The wind is supreme, don't be careless. The voice from the right said, The emperor intends to get rid of this son, if you can do it, it must be a great achievement.

Feng Wushang was even more excited when he heard this, and said: Please don't worry, my right minister, I am practicing the blood shadow magic art, and I can kill him easily!

Ye Ming stretched his muscles and bones slowly, and then secretly urged Ruyi's magic robe. Millions of Fatian coins burned in the small space of the robe, transformed into vigorous and pure mana, flowed into the ground, and quickly condensed and killed. The gods of Fatian Three Realms are very powerful, and Ye Ming never thought of fighting with them.

It's just that outsiders don't know that he owns the Ruyi Robe. When the magic robe is scattered, it becomes Qi, and when it gathers, it can be formed. It can be big or small, and it can be deployed at any time. It is hard to guard against. Of course, it also depends on the wisdom and ability of the user, such as Ye Ming, who casually set up a large Zhoutian blood refining formation.

This Great Zhoutian Blood Refining Formation evolved from his blood clan inheritance and the Great Zhoutian swordsmanship. As long as he is well prepared, he can kill gods above the third level of the Fatian, not to mention Feng Wushang, who is only at the third level of the Fatian. .

Feng Wushang stared at Ye Ming who was walking away with a cat-and-mouse expression, and asked mockingly: Why, do you feel that I am so energetic that I can't do anything? What is a god? The spirit and body have already left the low level. How can mortals understand it?

Ye Ming walked around and stopped. He sighed softly and said, Feng Wushang, I don't understand how you have survived to this day.

Feng Wushang frowned: Boy, you will be dead soon, so it's okay for you to say a few more words. But before I kill you, I really want to ask, after you die, do those beauties need me to take care of them for you?

Hahaha... After finishing speaking, Feng Wushang laughed arrogantly, as if Ye Ming was already a dead person, and he could hug left and right to take revenge completely.

I'm really sad for Emperor Qinglong, who gave birth to such garbage as you. Ye Ming shook his head, As for the garbage, it's better to clean it up in time.

Boom!

Feng Wushang hadn't made a move yet, but Ye Ming's killing array had already been launched, and the whole arena was lit up, densely packed rune chains emerged on the ground, winding up like vines, and like lightning, Feng Wushang Wind up.

Feng Wushang was full of contempt, and said: You want to deal with me just by killing me?

Seeing that the talisman chain had completely entangled him, he began to use his divine power, only to hear a boom, and the chain exploded directly, seemingly vulnerable to a single blow.

Hahaha, Ye Ming, how about it? What other means do you have? Feng Wushang asked contemptuously, Go ahead and use the first three moves, and I can completely let you go.

Ye Ming sighed softly, and said: The wind is supreme, what you shattered is only an illusion.

Feng Wushang was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that those rune chains appeared again, and there were even more of them. He frowned slightly, and said: What illusions, I will destroy them all!

Boom!

He stepped hard on the ground with both feet, breaking into the ground with violent force, trying to break the foundation of the formation and completely shatter the formation. However, after this force entered the ground, it actually activated the large formation, and a huge bloody vortex appeared on the ground, and the vortex emitted a huge suction force.

Faced with this vortex, Feng Wushang's face changed drastically, and he shouted, Ye Ming, how do you know the great method of sucking blood?

Ye Ming shook his head: To be precise, your so-called blood-sucking formation is just a part of this blood-refining formation. What you are seeing now is the blood-refining formation, a magic formation dedicated to killing blood races.

Feng Wushang wanted to mobilize his kung fu, but he didn't dare, because once he used his kung fu, the kung fu he released would be swallowed by the vortex. Even if he doesn't exercise, he still feels that a wave of power in his body is about to move, and is about to leave him.

Ye Ming held his hands behind his back, watched coldly, and said, You practiced the blood shadow magic art, and you have devoured other people's skills, right? It's a pity that your skills are not pure, and you can't completely digest them. Now, if you absorbed other people's skills before, you will Slowly being stripped away.

brush!

A streak of blood flew out from Feng Wushang's body and entered the vortex. He immediately let out a scream, enduring incomparably great pain, and at the same time his cultivation base also dropped a little.

Shut up!

When the first blood light flew away, Feng Wushang's body seemed to be locked, and more and more blood light flew out and plunged into the vortex. Feng Wushang had a look of fear on his face. Ye Ming's formation was not very powerful, and he should have been able to resist. However, this vortex was specifically aimed at him, making him unable to use his strength, and he did not dare to use it, completely falling into a passive position.

Damn it! Why do you have blood inheritance, stop it! He began to roar, his voice trembling with fear.

Ye Ming looked calm, silently mobilized the formation, and said: Everything you eat, you have to spit it out, the wind is supreme, what do you think you will become?

Feng Wushang shouted angrily: Ye Ming, I will stop competing with you, stop quickly, stop!

Ye Ming shook his head: Sorry, it's too late!

boom!

The vortex vibrated, producing a huge suction force, Feng Wushang seemed to explode, and countless blood shadows flew into the vortex. And Feng Wushang, whose clothes were already torn and his face was aging, turned into an old man with chicken skin and white hair and an old face. He was thin and thin, his eyes were empty, and he was struggling to catch his breath.

You... He pointed at Ye Ming, his eyes full of despair and hatred.

Ye Ming said calmly: Feng Wushang, this is yourself. You can't take away other people's skills and blood, and you have to return them eventually.

I'm a ghost and I won't let you go! Feng Wushang burst into tears suddenly, he lost his skills and aged like this, he felt that he had no interest in life, which made people look a bit pitiful.

Ye Ming shook his head: Go, I won't kill you.

Hahaha... Feng Wushang laughed miserably, walked tremblingly to the edge of the ring, and then fell straight down.

thump!

The arena was very high, and when he landed on the ground, his head hit the ground, and he fell to his death on the spot. The Five Elements God was facing the direction, and no one stood up to check. An ordinary person who is dying of old age is of no value to them, and no one wants to take a second look.

Feng Wushang died, and the scene was quiet. Ye Ming turned around slowly, looked at the mirror, and asked calmly, Do you dare to fight me?

Jing stood up slowly, he knew that there would be a battle between the two, but he had confidence in himself. He came to the ring and proudly said: I admit that I underestimated you before, but I still want to defeat you!

Ye Ming shook his head: If it was yesterday, you might have a chance or two. But today, you have no chance.

Jingshen is a genius of Ninja Dao civilization, and has almost no rivals in the same realm, so why has he been looked down upon so much? Immediately snorted, said: It's useless to talk big, I'll let you see what is the real supernatural power of Ninja!

Boom!

Suddenly, two lights shot up from the ground, a white light representing his mysterious body, and a blue light representing his dharma body. The three bodies merged into one, and immediately became the trinity divine body. In an instant, a tyrannical aura appeared, as if it could crush everything.

This is the strongest mirror. After all, Ninja is stronger than Martial Arts. I don't know if Ye Ming can win. At the scene, the warriors gathered together and stared nervously at the ring. Since Ye Ming showed his extraordinary martial arts potential yesterday, especially after he has the martial arts throne today, these martial gods have already regarded him as an idol, and they naturally hope that he can win.

You can let me use the strongest power, you are proud enough! Jing proudly said.

Ye Ming: It's no big deal to beat you, I won't be proud. Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's do it.

Jing smiled and asked, Do you know why I am called 'Jing'?

Ye Ming: I don't know, if you want to say something, I don't mind listening.

Jingdao: In our Ninja world, everyone has a talent for Ninja before they are born, and my talent is the mirror image!

Before the words fell, the mirror suddenly split into two, and the two split into four, constantly changing. In an instant, his shadows were everywhere on the entire ring, making it hard to tell which one was real and which one was fake.

Each mirror image has half of my combat power. I want to see how you can defeat me! All the mirror images spoke at the same time, with a loud voice that made people's ears buzz.

This is the mirror image secret technique in Ninja Dao. It is very difficult. Jin Xuanbai raised his eyebrows slightly, However, as long as Ye Ming finds his real body, he can kill him with one blow. Because at this moment, the mirror's real body is The weakest one has the same strength as the mirror image, only half left!

It is indeed a very powerful method. Ye Ming was still so calm, he looked at dozens of mirror images, If I can't find your real body, there is almost no possibility of defeating you.

It's too late for you to regret it now. Jing's tone was very cold, Today, I will kill you!