Supreme Martial Artist

How could Ye Xinghe not know this! Seeing Feng Wen's slightly strange behavior, he understood his opponent's thoughts in an instant.

"Want to drag me to death?

I'm afraid it's not that easy! "

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Ye Xinghe raised his sword high.

"Thousands of killings!"

The endless killing intent spread instantly and enveloped the entire arena.

Feng Wen frowned slightly, resisting the violent aura coming from the bottom of his heart.

"Principles of Phoenix Flame!"

"Qiang!"

A shocking cry sounded, and a phoenix covered in fire flapped its wings.

The blazing flames spread out and formed walls around Feng Wen.

Even the all-pervasive murderous intent seemed to be burned out by these walls of fire! "interesting!"

Ye Xinghe, who missed the attack, was not frustrated, but his eyes shone brightly.

"Swallow the Tao! Suck it for me!"

A terrifying suction force came from his body, and the originally towering and solid wall of fire began to collapse in an instant.

The blazing flames, as if carrying spirituality, flew towards Ye Xinghe's body.

Feng Wen frowned at this scene and couldn't help but cursed secretly: "You are just looking for death!"

These flames were born from his soul, not ordinary fire.

Ye Xinghe dared to inhale it into his body, wasn't he afraid of being shattered into pieces? Facts have proved that Ye Xinghe is really not afraid! After the crimson flame was sucked into the body, before it started to rage, it was enveloped by a terrifying pressure! The book of heaven dictates the soul! The ancient scroll seemed to be the emperor of all things, completely frightening the group of flames.

The next moment, Ye Xinghe turned it into a body full of energy.

Ye Xinghe raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the soul of the Heavenly Book in his body seemed to be unable to help but burp.

There seemed to be a sense of expectation in Feng Wen's eyes.

Feng Wen was staring at him so much that his whole body was numb, and he was horrified in his heart.

"He actually absorbed it! How is this possible!"

Whether he believes it or not, this is the fact.

Ye Xinghe didn't give him a chance to think, and roared: "Sword Intent Principles! Open!"

A storm of blades, like an all-pervasive strong wind, passed through the gap in the fire wall that was sucked open.

Invisible sharpness surrounded Feng Wen, causing his expression to change suddenly.

"Get out of my way!"

The temperature of the flame surged again, counteracting the attack of Sword Intent Dao Principle.

But such an all-out effort also consumed Feng Wen's spiritual energy greatly.

"That guy's loss should be greater than mine, right?"

Feng Wen gasped and secretly said.

However, when he looked up, he had lost sight of Ye Xinghe.

"Captain, be careful!"

The people in the Third Soul Hall in the audience couldn't help shouting.

This reminder also made Feng Wen react instantly.

Ye Xinghe actually took advantage of him to activate the fire wall and quietly came behind him.

The whistling sound behind his head was already approaching. He didn't have time to think about it, so he took out a spear and turned around to stab it.

Click! A crisp sound sounded, the tip of the gun collided with the tip of the sword, and a burst of sparks burst out.

Under the collision, Feng Wen was surprised to find that Ye Xinghe's spiritual power had no tendency to weaken.

"What kind of freak is this guy! Is the quality of his spiritual power so high?"

Ye Xinghe seemed to have guessed his thoughts and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a stormy offensive came down.

The two figures flashed faster and faster, almost turning into two afterimages.

Everyone stared at the stage intently, waiting for the end of this peak battle.

After a long time, the two figures finally separated.

At this moment, Ye Xinghe finally had a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

Such a high-intensity collision still caused injuries in his body.

And his opponent Feng Wen did not take advantage.

The clothes that were once neat were now in tatters.

The hand holding the gun couldn't help but tremble.

"You are really strong!"

Feng Wen said sincerely.

Ye Xinghe smiled slightly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You're not bad either!"

"One blow determines the outcome?"

"I think so too!"

After an extremely brutal collision, the two of them had very little spiritual power left.

At this moment, they all have only one blow left.

Feng Wen put away the broken weapon and took out a wooden spear from the space ring.

This scene couldn't help but make many people confused.

The previous spear made of extraordinary material was useless, so what good was a wooden spear?

But Ye Xinghe, Feng Wen's opponent, instantly became serious about it.

He felt a vague sense of oppression on this seemingly ordinary weapon.

Feng Wen raised the wooden gun, his whole body filled with pride.

"This gun is an heirloom of my family! It looks ordinary, but it is actually made from a green tung tree born in the land of chaos!"

As soon as he finished speaking, some people with extraordinary knowledge were already amazed.

Lin Feng looked at the stage with a serious face and couldn't help but whisper.

"Fengqi Wutong was born out of fire! This gun can be said to be the most suitable weapon for Fengwen's soul!"

At this moment, Feng Wen looked at his opponent like a proud king of birds.

"Ye Xinghe, this move is my strongest attack!"

"If you resist, the title of champion will be yours!"

Seeing his gesture, Ye Xinghe's heart suddenly surged with pride.

The Tianguang Chengying Sword couldn't help trembling, as if it was ready to rise into the sky at any time! "I also have one attack. If I can't defeat you, the Fifth Soul Palace will automatically withdraw!"

Both of them had made bold statements, and a terrifying momentum began to brew in the ring.

Around Feng Wen, phoenix shadows seemed to appear one after another.

Red flames continued to rise on the seemingly ordinary wooden spear.

The flames continued to rise, as if something was about to be born from it.

Looking at this scene, Lin Feng's face changed drastically.

"Quasi-god-level skills!"

This state close to the vision can only be produced by quasi-god-level skills.

Such a level of skills is only one step away from the god level.

As long as a peerless strongman improves it, this skill can leap up, and the carp will turn into a dragon! After seeing Feng Wen perform such a unique skill, the most excited person was the third soul hall genius.

"I didn't expect that the captain actually had a quasi-god-level skill!"

"The captain hid it too deeply, and we didn't even know it!"

"This is good, the captain will win!"

The excited voice just sounded, and soon stopped.

Because Ye Xinghe, who was standing opposite Feng Wen, suddenly spoke slowly.

"Quasi-god-level skills?

Is it very strong?"

As the last word fell, many strange phenomena suddenly appeared behind Ye Xinghe! Mountains collapsed, rivers flowed backwards! It was like the scene of the creation of the world, and everyone present was stunned! "God... God level!" Feng Wen used the quasi-god level technique, which surprised everyone present. Unexpectedly, after just a few breaths, the real god level technique appeared! Looking at the shadow behind Ye Xinghe, Feng Wen's face suddenly became wonderful. "I didn't expect that you actually mastered such a divine skill!" Ye Xinghe smiled slightly: "You are not bad either." Both of them knew that the final moment had come! Feng Wen raised his spear high, proud like a phoenix descending to the mortal world.