Martial Arts Reigns

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Qi Ming said gloomyly: I know that you have the Martial Arts Throne and are very powerful. However, you are only a Martial Saint after all, and you are still a Martial Saint. Do you really think you can beat me by realizing the magic skills and cultivating puppets?

Whether you can win or not, you will know after you have fought. Ye Ming's mood was very peaceful, as if what he was facing was not some martial arts master, but an ordinary person who could not cause him any harm at all.

Behind Qi Ming, a majestic phantom suddenly appeared, as towering as a mountain, as high as a hundred meters. Ye Ming was as small as an ant in front of it. This phantom is so big that people nearby can't see what it looks like at all. Just like looking at a mountain, if you are too close to the mountain, you will not be able to see the whole picture of the mountain. However, people in the distance can see what the phantom is. The phantom cast by Qi Ming turned out to be a huge gibbon. The giant ape shot white light in its eyes, breathed out purple smoke from its nose, and opened its mouth to exhale, a strong wind arose on the flat ground, flying sand and rocks.

People were blinded by the strong wind, and many people looked at the giant ape in horror. Their intuitive feeling was that it was impossible for the tiny Ye Ming to defeat the powerful giant ape, which was obvious.

With a sway of the giant ape's right arm, there was an extra mace in his hand, full of divine light and murderous aura. The precious mace is Qi Ming's artifact, and the giant ape is his divine form! As soon as the divine form appeared, the mountains and rivers paled, and the terrifying coercion enveloped the audience. Ye Ming was like a leaf in the waves, extremely thin in this overwhelming momentum.

Qi Ming's god form is actually so strong, the gibbon should be in the top 300 on the god form list, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't have such a strong momentum. And look at the magic mace he holds, the ranking of this divine weapon It should be higher, and it should be able to enter the top 100 in the list of artifacts! The warrior god who watched the battle analyzed, and the people around nodded.

You're right, this gibbon is ranked 279th, and the ground cracker is ranked 96th on the list of artifacts. If it weren't for Qi Ming's slightly inferior appearance, he would have already entered the top 100 list of martial gods .But even so, he is not much weaker than the people on the list. This Ye Ming, I am afraid that he is going to die, he can't even hold a single move.

That's natural. The god form is the god form. Even the weakest god form is stronger than the Nascent Soul. Not to mention, this god form is not weak, and it has even refined a divine weapon. Another martial god said. As gods of war, they naturally know the horror of gods and artifacts, so no one is optimistic about Ye Ming, and they all think that he is going to die today.

Among the audience close to the Martial God Stage, there were many important figures. Lei Wancheng, the master of Wanzhi Hall, squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Ming on the Valkyrie Stage without blinking. Not far away, an old man hugged a purple gourd, kept pouring wine into his mouth, and coughed twice from time to time. It was unknown whether he was choked or had a physical problem.

Mr. Gu, who do you think can win between these two? Lei Wancheng turned sideways slightly, and politely asked the old man who was drinking.

The old man has gray hair and wrinkles on his face. He coughed heavily, and said: If this kid can defeat Qi Ming, he will definitely be in the top ten of the Martial Gods list.

Lei Wancheng smiled hehe: It seems that Mr. Gu is more optimistic about him.

The Martial Arts Throne is no small matter. If he can't even get into the top ten of the Martial God Ranking, then it's not normal. The old man said indifferently, However, this battle involves a lot of things, and it's not easy for him to win.

Lei Wan deliberately asked for a long time, but he turned around and continued to pay attention to Ye Ming. Behind the old man, a middle-aged man in plain clothes smiled. If Ye Ming saw him, he would definitely recognize his master Yi Xiantian. The master and apprentice hadn't seen each other for a long time, so I don't know why he appeared here.

Next to Yi Xiantian, sat another person, wearing a purple robe and a golden crown, it was Dixiong. Dixiong had been observing Ye Ming, and he said indifferently, Why does Brother Yi have to come here to watch the battle?

Yi Xiantian restrained his smile, and said coldly: He is my apprentice, so I naturally want to come and see him.

Dixiong: Brother Yi has good eyesight. This son once challenged me to take a photo with my mind at Dongqi Academy, and at that moment, I seemed to see the crisis, so I immediately erased the photo, so as not to have karma with him.

Yi Xiantian sneered: As soon as you move your mind, cause and effect will happen, and there are some causes and effects that you can't escape.

Dixiong: That's right. You are his master and my guest, there is already a cause and effect between us. Speaking of this, he suddenly waved his hand. A person behind him suddenly stood up and said loudly: People on the stage, look here!

Ye Ming was feeling Qi Ming's divine form, when he heard the words, he suddenly turned his head, and immediately saw Master Yi Xiantian. Yi Xiantian's expression was cold, and he didn't give him the slightest smile. He was overjoyed, he even ignored Qi Ming, and was about to step off the stage to pay his respects. But at this moment, Qi Ming's divine form roared angrily, shaking the ground, and the precious mace smashed down with a boom.

A strange scene happened, the treasure mace fell down and became smaller rapidly. It's just that the smaller mace and artifact has become more imposing and murderous, and it has already locked Ye Ming's breath.

boom!

The treasured mace seemed to be a star falling from the nine heavens, extremely fast and powerful. In the end, it turned into the size of a needle tip, piercing Ye Ming's eyebrows as fast as lightning.

call out!

Ye Ming's eyes shot divine light, a thin needle blocked in front of him, and bumped into the treasured mace that shrunk into a needle. This needle, which was transformed from a Ruyi stick, was obtained from Emperor Xingtian's ear, and it is a treasure. Needle-tip to needle-tip, the artifact and the Ruyi stick collided fiercely, bursting out a cloud of black light, forming a small vortex the size of a palm. In that vortex, there is an endless turbulent flow of time and space, full of terrifying aura.

The mace flew back, but Ye Ming's people jumped off the stage, appeared in front of Yi Xiantian, bowed respectfully, and said happily: Master!

However, as soon as he called out, Yi Xiantian slapped him across the face, and said angrily, Bastard! Do you still have the face to call me Master?

Ye Ming was stunned by the beating. He looked at Yi Xiantian's eyes full of anger, and suddenly his heart moved, and he quickly lowered his head and said, The disciple knows his mistake!

Wrong? Hmph! You have joined the Temple of Immortality for the sake of your future, and it is impossible for you to forgive you as a teacher! From now on, there will be no relationship between you and me. You are no longer my disciple, and I am no longer yours. Master, please go back! Yi Xiantian said coldly.

Although Ye Ming knew that there must be something inside, but there was still a tingle in his heart. He respected Yi Xiantian very much and regarded him as his father. What made Master react like this?

Master! He suddenly raised his head, his gaze fixed on Dixiong.

You go! Yi Xiantian waved his hand, and a strong force struck him, but gently pushed him to the Martial God Stage. Based on the opponent's hand alone, Ye Ming has already seen that the updated cultivation base has entered the immortal state. From Martial Saint to Fatian Realm, and then to Long March Realm, Yi Xiantian took a very short time, which shows how genius he is.

Ye Ming stared blankly, only to see Yi Xiantian's hair shaking slightly in the breeze. If it was someone else, they would definitely not be able to see the mystery of it, but the two are master-student relationship, Ye Ming can see the mystery of it. This method of conveying information through shaking or sound at intervals is Yi Xiantian's original creation, and it is called Jian Xun's technique.

For this fast technique, Ye Ming only learned it for fun. And in the whole world, apart from him and Yi Xiantian, there is no third person who knows the meaning of it. He stared at Yi Xiantian's hair, then suddenly knelt down again, and said, Master! You really won't forgive me?

Although he was asking questions, his eyes were still fixed on Yi Xiantian's hair.

Yi Xiantian said to him silently: My apprentice Ye Ming is in danger as a teacher. I can't recognize you. I have wronged you. If you communicate with the teacher next time, don't mention anyone's name. Then People are so powerful, as soon as you think of him, he will know; as soon as you mention his typos, he will also respond.

Ye Ming was taken aback, who is it? But he really didn't dare to think of anyone's name again. Immediately, his hair swayed gently in the breeze, and he asked silently: Master, why?

Don't ask, just do what the teacher said! First, after defeating Qi Ming, immediately join the Seven Killing Hall! Second, don't open another hall, let alone make enemies with the Third Hall! Third, after seven days, You go to the 'Yellow Spring Pool' and find a way to hide your traces. Remember, no matter what you see, you are not allowed to move, you are not allowed to shoot, and you must not expose yourself.

Master... Ye Ming wanted to ask again, but Yi Xiantian stopped communicating.

At this moment, his heart is full of doubts, and even a little bit of panic. Master is a person of immortality, who can make him so desperate? What is the purpose of Master letting me go to Huangquanchi? Where is Huangquanchi?

However, he didn't have time to think about it, because Qi Ming had already made a second shot. Just now his blow was actually blocked by Ye Ming, and he was extremely surprised. He couldn't figure out how the other party broke his divine power? In the Wusheng stage, the Yuanying is condensed, and the strength of the body and the power of the Yuanshen are combined into one, forming a powerful Yuanying power.

But when it comes to the stage of Martial God, it will condense the god form. The characteristic of the god form is that it can imprint the gods and formations on its body, thus possessing terrifying power beyond its own body. Artifacts and divine skills are manifestations of divine prohibition.

What happened to Yi Xiantian filled Ye Ming's heart with grief and indignation. He had a bad premonition, Master, I'm afraid it's bad luck! This grief and indignation turned into a terrifying aura and burst out suddenly. First, twelve circles of divine light shot up into the sky. In the numerous divine lights, the Martial Arts Throne reappeared, making countless martial gods present surrender.

On the throne, Ye Ming Yuanying sat upright. The Nascent Soul of the great sage has matured, and his appearance is the same as Ye Ming. He is like an emperor, like the sky, like the sea, majestic and solemn.

Qi Ming's divine form swung the mace for the second time, and swept it fiercely at Ye Ming Yuanying. Black light flowed on the mace, and there was a breath of corrosion of everything.

Big Sealing Hand! A knowledgeable person called out, Qi Ming's magical skill of becoming famous! Combined with the use of a divine weapon, even the people on the list of martial gods would not dare to take it lightly!

Ye Ming Yuanying looked indifferent, but slowly waved his fist and sealed it. With one punch, the space collapses. It is a very simple move, but it has great power, because this is one of the ancestors' inheritance, the Bending Heaven Fist!

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