Chapter 1093 The Power of the Martial Spirit

"Ye Feng is Ye Feng. The sect has ordered the arrest of someone. I have no objection to you taking action against Ye Feng. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website

But the two of them... no..."

"This is an alchemist, very old, and has no grudges against our sect. The sect teaches us to respect the elderly and love the young, so you can't kill him."

"This little girl is a disciple of Jiugongxuan. Jiugongxuan and our sect are both the seven major holy land forces. We are united to deal with the Demon Sect, and she has never taken action against anyone in our sect. The greater good comes first, so you can't kill her either..."

Liu Ah Dai said righteously, and the more he spoke, the louder his voice became.

Zhuge Chongqi laughed back.

This idiot actually talked about the sect's teachings and the righteousness in front of him.

Bah...

Killing or capturing the two people in front of him, on the one hand, can vent his anger, and on the other hand, it can also pose a certain threat to Ye Feng. With the hostages in hand, he will be cautious. Although Senior Brother Ye Bufan may not need such "cooperation", Zhuge Chong was seeking revenge and was unwilling to let Huo Jing'er and Master Dong go.

"I'll ask you again, Liu A-Dai, are you going to give way or not?"

Zhuge Chong took a deep breath, his eyes showing an extremely sinister expression, and his whole body was full of Yuanli.

"I..."

Liu A-Dai was obviously a little afraid of this Senior Brother Zhuge, and subconsciously took a small step back, but then he straightened his chest, looked up at Zhuge Chong, and said with wide eyes, "I won't give way! Senior Brother Zhuge, you can't..."

"Then, let's die together!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhuge Chong on the opposite side suddenly rioted, raised his hands, and a hot Yuanli rushed out, and his palms hit Liu A-Dai's chest and lower abdomen one after another. Suddenly, the strong palm force directly blasted Liu A-Dai, who had no defense at all, seven or eight feet away. With a snap, after landing, Liu A-Dai's dull eyes trembled for a while, and finally became lifeless.

"He is a traitor and betrayer of the sect. He deserves death."

After killing his fellow disciple who upholds justice, Zhuge Chong, with bloodshot eyes, said coldly and rushed towards Master Dong and Huo Jing'er who were stunned again.

"Jing'er, this man is crazy. I will stop him, you go quickly." Master Dong's beard and hair were flying, his old white hair was fluttering in the hunting wind, and he had a two-foot-long jade-colored medicine hoe in his hand.

The elite of Tianji Hall in front of him killed even his fellow disciples. There is no doubt that he will never let Jing'er and himself go.

At present, Ye Feng's life and death are unknown, and he can't protect the two of them. Master Dong has decided to fight for his life to buy Huo Jing'er a little time to escape.

"With you, old man, can you stop it?" Zhuge Chong was like a devil from hell, his expression was full of contempt, and he took a step across ten feet, "Today, both of you will die!"

With the cultivation strength of Master Dong and Huo Jing'er, there is indeed no possibility of struggling to escape under Zhuge Chong.

However, just as Zhuge's murderous intent bloomed and he was rapidly approaching the two people, suddenly, there was a "boom" in the dust, and a mighty roar came. Then, a huge spirit beast with its feet on fire and shiny fur emitting golden light became clear from blur, and stood between the two sides.

"It's a dragon lion..."

"Brother Feng can also inspire dragon lions, Brother Feng, it's okay!"

Huo Jing'er opened her eyes wide and made a joyful sound at the gradually dispersing dust.

"Of course it's okay!"

Ye Feng's voice suddenly rose as if it was a decisive decision, and the sound of vibration went straight to the sky, "Jing'er, Master, don't worry, not only I, Ye Feng, will be fine, but you two will also be safe and sound..."

"No one in front of me... can hurt you..."

A tall and upright figure walked out of the dust step by step.

The vitality was surging, and Ye Bufan's figure also appeared in the sky again.

In the powerful attack just now, the two were almost evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other, but neither was injured.

Zhuge Chong's eyes showed shock, and his steps naturally stopped.

This Ye Feng... actually resisted the second sword of Brother Ye's Tianji Nine Swords.

He was in the fifth level of the Void Realm, and he could do this. This strength is simply shocking!

"How could this happen?"

Ye Bufan's face looked much gloomier. He used two swords from the Tianji Nine Swords, his best skill, in succession, but he did not kill or even injure Ye Feng, which made him dare not despise the young man in front of him.

"Ye Bufan, you are just like this. If you continue to entangle, then... maybe I will have to kill you!" Ye Feng took a step towards Ye Bufan.

There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

After two moves, he had a general understanding of Ye Bufan's strength. Although this man is powerful, he is still inferior to Liang Jiuzhou. In a desperate battle, Ye Feng felt that he had the confidence to defeat the opponent.

If he left with his tail between his legs at this time, Ye Feng could let him go back alive. After all, killing this man would not be an easy task for Ye Feng. But if Ye Bufan didn't know what was good for him and insisted on pestering him to the end, then Ye Feng could only use the most powerful means to kill him completely.

"Kill me?"

"Haha... really, shameless!"

Hearing such a sentence from Ye Feng, Ye Bufan's face was full of sarcasm.

As a peerless genius of Tianji Palace, he was called "His Highness Ye" by countless Tianji Palace disciples. He had never heard such arrogant words.

Moreover, the one who said such arrogant words was just a little warrior of the fifth level of the virtual realm.

"Boy, do you know what the biggest difference is between the half-step king realm and the ordinary virtual realm warrior?" Ye Bufan stood up straight, and his vitality flowed all over his body.

This made Ye Feng stunned.

"Don't you know? Let me popularize it for you, that is... martial soul!"

Ye Bufan looked at Ye Feng complacently and shouted coldly, "Even if a virtual realm warrior cultivates to the peak of the ninth level of the virtual realm, the martial soul obtained by the soul injection will still only be a phantom."

"The martial soul is the most powerful means of high-level warriors. It is more powerful than any elemental force and artistic conception law. Only by breaking through to the half-step king realm can you get a close look at the essence of the martial soul and understand its power."

"Now, I will let you see the real power of the martial soul!"

As Ye Bufan's high-pitched voice spread out, a golden light appeared above his head, and infinite momentum continued to gush out from his body, forming a phantom.

Ye Feng's pupils contracted.

In his field of vision, he could see the other party's martial spirit phantom constantly solidifying, growing longer and taller, baring its fangs and claws, and spitting out clouds and mist. Finally, it actually formed a body that was dozens of feet long, and the entire body was covered with golden scales, like a snake but not a snake, like a dragon but not a dragon.

Except for the bald, undignified dragon horns and dragon whiskers on his head, Ye Bufan's martial spirit looked very much like the ancient dragon in the legend. After a few breaths, it condensed into shape, and with a pair of lantern-like bright giant eyes, it stared fiercely at the extremely tiny figure of Ye Feng.

In the giant eyes, a cold murderous intent burst out.

Ye Feng looked at the lantern-like giant eyes, and his heart was immediately shaken. He felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, which made Ye Feng's expression instantly solemn.

"Is this... the ancient mirage dragon?"

"The mirage dragon phantom that is about to condense into a real martial spirit?"

"..."

He uttered a startling voice...