Chapter 545: Level 4 Intermediate Martial Spirit

After a short silence, Bai Xu, with a sullen face, finally spoke slowly. Situ Reading.\nＣＯＭ

"Ye Feng, you are indeed very powerful. I admit that you are the first of the young generation of Wan Jue Sect. As long as you can practice peacefully, your future will definitely be better than mine in the future."

Hearing Bai Xu say this, the warriors around him were all shocked.

Being recognized by Bai Xu, Ye Feng will undoubtedly soar to the sky and make a name for himself.

"But..."

Who knew that Bai Xu's voice would become solemn next, and there was a hint of coldness in his tone: "You are too arrogant. Arrogant to the point of being almost arrogant. If I don't teach you a lesson and let you continue to be so willful, sooner or later there will be problems, and it may even bring great disasters to my Wan Jue Sect."

"So, today, Bai wants to let you know what it means to be better than others."

Despite trying his best to conceal it, it is difficult to suppress the murderous intent that emerges from his heart, so Bai Xu's face expression is very strange, and the tone of his speech is also hoarse.

Ye Feng had a faint smile on his face, and he shook his head slightly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

A hypocritical guy.

Looking at his appearance, he obviously would not let himself go.

Just fight. But he insisted on saying some hypocritical words, as if the whole thing was caused by Ye Feng, and it was all because of Ye Feng's arrogance that it became like this.

This high-ranking Senior Brother Bai was still standing on the moral high ground, judging himself.

Ye Feng was dismissive of this.

The fight just now had made him feel that Bai Xu's strength was by no means trivial. If he wanted to deal with him, he would have to use all his trump cards, and even if he used all his trump cards, he might not be sure of defeating him.

But this battle was imperative.

In order to wash off the humiliating hat on Wushuangfeng's head, Ye Feng could not afford to retreat at all.

In this case, let's do it.

Ye Feng was never a person who was afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind.

If you want to fight, then fight, even if it means turning the world upside down.

At this moment, Ye Feng's chest was filled with heroic spirit, and he looked up to the sky and let out a series of long laughs: "Hahaha... Bai Xu, Senior Brother Bai, I have just seen your ability. If you have any powerful means, just use them."

"You are a direct disciple of Mingguang Peak, and I am a direct disciple of Wushuang Peak. We are of the same status. Why do you have to pretend to be hypocritical and self-righteously use the big hat to suppress others?"

"Direct disciple of Wushuang Peak? Well, in this case, you, a direct disciple, will go to hell with Wushuang Peak!"

Being very angry at Ye Feng's words, Bai Xu finally tore off the last veil covering his face.

With a snort of anger, his momentum rose again.

The people around him only saw that golden light gushed out of Bai Xu's body, and then formed a golden martial spirit phantom above his head.

As the golden light continued to pour into his body, Bai Xu's martial spirit phantom also kept getting taller and bigger, and finally grew to about ten feet tall.

The huge shadow covered the sky and even blocked the light above his head.

Compared with Chen Dong's gray bear body just now, Bai Xu's phantom was like the difference between an elephant and an ant.

The crowd had already heard earth-shaking exclamations.

In the past, no one had seen Bai Xu's martial spirit phantom. Everyone knew that Bai Xu, as the grandson of the master of Mingguang Peak, must have a very powerful martial spirit. However, now that they saw this huge golden light phantom with their own eyes, all the warriors were ashamed of their poor imagination.

This shadow was really incredible.

It was like a golden warrior, wearing golden armor, a golden helmet on his head, and holding a golden giant sword seven or eight feet long in his hand.

The whole body was shining with golden light, just like a god descending from heaven.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, and some new disciples were even speechless.

After a while, someone burst into a crazy exclamation: "What kind of martial soul is this? So tall and so big, could it be... a martial soul above level three?"

"Level three? You underestimate Mingguang Peak too much. In order to let Senior Brother Bai Xu condense this martial soul phantom golden armor giant god, the head of Mingguang Peak spent a huge price. I heard that the soul-injecting object is an ancient secret treasure of the upper grade of the heavenly rank, worth hundreds of millions of spirit stones. Senior Brother Bai Xu did not disappoint, and the grade of this golden armor giant god reached the fourth level of middle grade."

"Fourth level... middle grade..."

Everyone around was silent.

For an ordinary master of the virtual realm, it is good to have a two-level martial soul.

For every level difference in the martial soul phantom, the strength will soar.

As the Grandmaster's cultivation level increases, the martial soul phantom will gradually become more solid and transform into a golden elixir. After advancing to the King Realm, the elixir will be broken and become a god, and it will be completely transformed into a martial soul entity.

The virtual realm stage can be divided into five stages: the initial entry of the phantom, minor success, major success, peak, and elixir formation.

Just like the cultivation of a warrior, these five stages are progressive, and the next stage is much stronger than the previous stage.

For example, the same is a two-level martial soul. A two-level low-grade martial soul phantom that has been cultivated to a minor success can beat a newly condensed two-level middle-upper-grade martial soul phantom, but when facing a three-level martial soul phantom, even if you cultivate a two-level low-grade martial soul phantom to a major success, it may not be the opponent of a newly condensed three-level martial soul phantom.

Judging from the solidity of the golden armor giant god on Bai Xu's head, it is obviously still in the initial stage, but this kind of momentum is earth-shaking, and it is far more powerful than the ordinary two or three-level martial soul phantoms of minor and major success.

"The fourth-level middle-grade martial soul is too powerful. With the help of this phantom, Brother Bai Xu's strength..."

Some people are amazed.

Pang Lin stood far away by the lake, his face full of anxiety.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he was praying for Ye Feng, and his eyes showed a deep worry.

He was very worried about Ye Feng. After all, Bai Xu was not an ordinary person. Among the young generation of Wan Jue Sect, Bai Xu's strength was obvious to all. Ye Feng could withstand Bai Xu's three swords, which was enough to look down on most people present.

But now, seeing Bai Xu's fourth-level middle-grade martial soul phantom with his own eyes and feeling the tyrannical momentum emanating from the golden armor giant god, how could Pang Lin think that Ye Feng still had the ability to take on the opponent's attack?

In such a situation, one carelessness would be doomed.

Pang Lin couldn't help but worry...