Chapter 621 Dharma Vitality

"What?"

"The will of a saint is comparable to the existence of the laws of heaven..."

"That kid is finished, but it's incredible to actually force Ye Yushang to use this move. Situ."

"Even beings like us, under the crushing will of the saint, will be completely defeated..."

"Ye Yushang is a person who is well hidden..."

Liu Shuyu, a dark-skinned monk with a bald head and thick eyebrows, and a young man in purple robes and splendid attire, the three of them quickly retreated hundreds of feet. Only then could they avoid the pressure of the huge will and did not kneel down on the spot.

The eyes of the three people were also full of horror.

The will of a saint can almost turn things around.

With this skill, he is fully capable of joining the first echelon, but Ye Yushang is unobtrusive and even hides it from a few of them.

What does he want to do?

Fortunately, he was forced out by an inconspicuous half-stepping martial artist. At this moment, Liu Shuyu and others felt heavy in their hearts and were wary of Ye Yushang.

In the center of the battle circle, Ye Feng, who was facing the pressure of the saint's will, turned blood red and his brain became chaotic.

"Kneel down, kneel down, kneel down..."

Only these two words sang repeatedly in my ears.

No matter how strong Ye Feng's martial arts will is, it is difficult to compare with the will of a saint. His footsteps softened and he was about to kneel down like the warriors around him.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from Ye Feng's mind that made him extremely happy: "Hey...how come there is a trace of martial saint's breath? Ye Feng, are you fighting with a martial saint?"

"Yuan Ling, save me!"

Ye Feng was already leaning forward, but the appearance of Yuan Ling made him grit his teeth and straighten his body.

"What? Is that Little Martial Saint trying to kill you?" Yuan Ling asked.

"Nonsense...can you handle it?" Ye Feng could hardly bear it anymore, blood was pouring from his mouth, nose, eyes, and all his orifices.

"If he is that kind of saint warrior with flesh and blood, of course Ben Yuan Ling can't do anything to him, but what's so great about a mere trace of his will?" Yuan Ling sneered and continued, "It's really too much to deceive others. He actually took advantage of Ben Yuan. When the spirit is sleeping, bully the people under the care of the original spirit? Huh, let's kill this remaining will first."

Before he finished speaking, a ball of gray light floated above Ye Feng's head and disappeared directly into Ye Yushang's law-like martial spirit.

In an instant, Ye Feng and everyone felt relieved.

The overwhelming and overwhelming aura that blessed him fell apart in an instant, and when Ye Feng came back to his senses, he realized that Yuan Ling had already returned.

"Done..."

It said easily: "The remaining will of that little Martial Saint has been swallowed up by this Yuanling. If you have a chance, you can plunder his Dharma Aspect Yuanqi."

"Plunder the vitality of Dharma?"

"That's right, the Dharma Appearance is the essence of the Martial Saint. The Dharma Appearance's vitality naturally contains a hint of the mystery of the Holy Realm. If you use your divine eyes to calculate it, you may be able to understand the mystery in advance, which will be of great benefit to your cultivation... ..." Yuan Ling nodded and replied.

"Okay!" Ye Feng nodded solemnly.

Will is equivalent to spirit, and will crushing is actually similar to mental attack. It is just a form of thinking state and has no actual combat power.

Now that this trace of the saint's will has disappeared, Ye Feng no longer takes Ye Yushang's Dharma Spirit in his eyes.

A fierce light burst out from his eyes, and he suddenly straightened up, completely regaining his previous majestic posture. Kunpeng Jiutian's movement skills suddenly rushed out, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the obviously dull Faxiang martial spirit.

Then a ball of light cyan flame emerged on his arm, and the green black fire was once again urged out by Ye Feng with all his strength. His entire arm was shining with a faint cyan light at this moment.

"Um?"

Ye Yushang also noticed something was wrong.

I don't have much condensed saint's will, but it should be no problem to activate it three or two times. Why did it only exist for a few breaths and then disappear without a trace?

"Ancestor?"

"Holy Ancestor?"

No matter how loud he shouted, he would never think that the saint's will, which he relied on, would be swallowed up by Yuan Ling silently.

"Your ancestor doesn't want you anymore."

"Now, take a punch from me!"

Amidst the loud shouts, all the strength of Ye Feng's whole body seemed to be concentrated on his right arm at this moment. A ferocious look passed over his face. He waved his arm, and his fist with light blue flames struck the body firmly. Above the Dharma Appearance Martial Spirit.

This punch was made by Ye Feng in anger, releasing all the power, Yuanli and even the dark green fire in his body.

"Bang!"

Ye Yushang's Faxiang Martial Spirit punched to resist, but in the face of Ye Feng's concentrated and angry punch, as well as the sharpness and domineering power of the green black fire, the Faxiang Martial Spirit's arm melted into nothingness.

Green flames swept up, and soon, the entire solemn and solemn Dharma Spirit Martial Soul was surrounded by flames, and a dull roar was raging in the flames.

Slowly, and finally under the gaze of countless shocked eyes, the whole thing suddenly exploded and turned into unique vitality.

"Huh? Dharma phase vitality?"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed, his arms danced wildly, and the Eternal Green Veins activated the devouring mode, absorbing the strange vitality wrapped in the green black fire into his body.

"ah……"

Ye Yushang flew backwards, dragging a trench of hundreds of feet on the ground, and finally stood firmly in a very embarrassed manner.

"Puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the horror on Ye Yushang's face was naturally needless to say. He never thought that he would be injured by a half-step into the Void Warrior.

The dharma form of the saint, the will of the saint.

Now, the will of the saint disappeared without a trace, and even the dharma form vitality was plundered by the other party using strange means. He did not spit out this mouthful of blood unjustly.

The surroundings of Dragon King City seemed to have fallen into silence at this moment.

Even Liu Shuyu and others who were hundreds of feet away in the air, looked at Ye Feng with extremely cautious eyes.

This kid was able to injure Ye Yushang, and if Ye Yushang used the dharma form martial soul, his strength was not inferior to theirs.

In other words, although the little warrior who was half a step into the Void in front of him might not be able to injure them, he also had the strength to enter the first echelon.

This... is incredible.

Half a step into the void, and you can be in the first echelon? With such talent and strength, even the top few geniuses in the entire Yuanwu Continent would be dwarfed by this person.

At the same time, many warriors around couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If Ye Yushang hadn't taken the lead and found out Ye Feng's true strength, I'm afraid a large number of blind warriors would covet the teleportation talisman and turn to attack Ye Feng.

If that were the case, many people would definitely suffer a lot.