Chapter 150 Absolute Control

Huh!

After a slight surprise, Yan Ruqin moved his palm and a long sword appeared. Situ Reading 520 Official Website

This is a red long sword with runes engraved on it, emitting a hot breath fluctuation. It is obviously a spiritual weapon, and the level is not low, reaching the level of a mid-grade spiritual weapon.

With the spiritual sword in hand, Yan Ruqin's whole body glowed red, his robe fluttered, and a powerful momentum burst out.

Chaoyuan Sword Style.

With a sharp shout, his eyes condensed, and the long sword light bloomed like fireworks, with a momentum sweeping across the world, and a hot flame enveloped Ye Feng in front.

Swish!

Ye Feng stood in place, his eyes narrowed slightly, and every move of Yan Ruqin was taken into his eyes, and even the seemingly extremely sharp sword attack was completely mastered by him.

"Fire attribute? The swordsmanship is just for show."

With a little sense, Ye Feng had a rough outline of Yan Ruqin's strength.

This is the benefit of strong mental power, which can be controlled one step ahead and see through the opponent's strength and even moves.

Ye Feng raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. 33rd on the Yellow List? However, it is far inferior to Jiang Liuyun whom he met in the Flame Valley.

When Ye Feng defeated Jiang Liuyun in the Flame Valley, he still needed to fight with injuries. That was because he sensed Jiang Liuyun's strength, but facing Yan Ruqin, Ye Feng felt that it was not necessary.

"Let me tell you whether I, Ye Feng, have the strength to enter this palace."

Just as the sword force pierced through the void and stabbed over, Ye Feng's hand suddenly flashed, and a short iron stick appeared. He moved his body, and a hot flame burst out from him.

Flame Knife of July Flowing Fire!

Ye Feng took a step forward and struck forward with a short iron stick in his hand.

A stick was chopped out, and the fierce wind brought a whistling sound, like a black rainbow across the sky, unstoppable, and finally the stick shadow danced, and the short iron stick carried the power of thunder and chopped on the sword shadow.

Wildfires spread all over the prairie.

Ghost fires and foxes howl.

Fire trees and silver flowers,

Whoosh whoosh, three moves in a row, each of them fierce and domineering, each of them contains a terrifying momentum.

Under such a powerful sword technique, Yan Ruqin's face changed drastically, and the Chaoyuan sword style was like a young wife in front of her mother-in-law, restrained and bound, retreating step by step.

Even with a spiritual weapon in hand, it can't be used.

"What a powerful sword technique." At this time, Yan Ruqin's heart became heavy and felt a huge pressure.

He found that although Ye Feng's cultivation had not yet entered the half-step innate, his true energy was not worse than his, and even the moves that the opponent burst out had a tendency to suppress him steadily.

"What's going on?" Next to him, Chen Lei, another disciple of Chaoyuan Sect, was stunned and looked stunned.

"Brother Yan is half a step into the innate perfection, how could he be suppressed by a martial artist in the clear realm? Whether it is momentum, strength, or moves, he is completely at a disadvantage. How could Ye Feng, who ranks 47th on the yellow list, be so powerful?"

"I knew this would happen. Brother Yan is too reckless. I hope... Ye Feng can show mercy."

Bei Qingman smiled bitterly and shook his head,

Buzz!

The red light flashed, and under Ye Feng's fierce attack, Yan Ruqin retreated step by step. This square has become the territory dominated by Ye Feng.

Bang!

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard, and the black stick shadow cut through the void, defeated the long sword, and then chopped it down on his head.

Pah!

Yan Ruqin felt a terrifying wave coming from the sky, which made him breathless. The strong pressure made his blood churn and his blood vessels burst. Such a terrifying momentum finally made him tremble and his heart was chilled.

Since practicing martial arts, there has never been a moment like this that made him feel fear and powerlessness.

"This power, this sword technique, is really too strong... No wonder this person can enter the Yellow List with the cultivation of the Tongming Realm." While retreating, Yan Ruqin was horrified.

He stared at the shadow of the stick that took advantage of the situation and retreated in a hurry.

The power contained in the opponent's stick was too strong.

Especially the fierce momentum of the creation of the world, which was breathtaking, made Yan Ruqin feel fear from the heart.

He was terrified and completely lost his fighting spirit.

Crash...

After barely avoiding the stick, Yan Ruqin's back was against the cold Wanzai Palace wall. At this point, he could no longer retreat.

Huh...

Just as he stopped, another shadow of the stick pressed down like a mountain.

With a loud bang, the spiritual weapon sword in his hand was smashed open by the huge force and separated from his palm. At the moment when this black light continued to fall, Yan Ruqin's heart was about to jump out.

At this moment, he felt the deep fear brought to him by death.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have fought with Ye Feng.

This thought flashed through Yan Ruqin's mind.

But... it was too late to regret.

Not only was Yan Ruqin frightened and filled with endless regret, but even Bei Qingman and Chen Lei, a disciple of Chaoyuan Sect, who were standing beside him, were also shocked.

"Young Master Ye, please show mercy." Bei Qingman suddenly shouted.

Yan Ruqin was the nephew of a great elder of Chaoyuan Sect. If he died at the hands of Ye Feng, Chaoyuan Sect and Ye Feng would probably have no chance of reconciliation. And this Ye Feng, whose talent and strength were beyond imagination, and who saved her life, was unwilling to see either outcome.

Huh...

Her plea came at the right time. As soon as the plea fell, one end of the short iron rod stopped about one foot above Yan Ruqin's head. The fierce and violent wind had already caused the hair on Yan Ruqin's head, who looked as pale as death, to burst. Many hair strands were blown short by the energy and flew up inch by inch.

However, the stick finally stopped.

Bei Qingman exhaled a long breath, and Chen Lei also put his heart at ease.

How could the attack just now, which was as powerful as thunder and as powerful as a rainbow, be stopped suddenly?

After their minds came to peace, they were all shocked.

The attack requires a powerful momentum and forward momentum. All strength must be concentrated on one attack. A full-strength attack can be said to gather the spirit of a warrior, and the loss is great.

This is like an arrow that has been released from a bow. It is difficult to retract the attack that has been launched.

To be able to retract and release freely, either you have absolute control over the attack you have launched, or you are at ease and have not used your full strength.

No matter which point, it undoubtedly makes Ye Feng's image look up to them.

Except for some peerless geniuses, there is no one who can reach this level in the Tongming Realm.

In the entire Chaoyuan Sect, only Bei Haiming can beat Yan Ruqin. Could it be that the real strength of this Ye Feng is better than that of the senior brother Bei Haiming?

Bei Qingman and Chen Lei looked at each other, and both of them showed full shock in their eyes.

"Thank you... for not killing me."

After two full breaths, Yan Ruqin under the stick came back to his senses, and said a word with trembling lips. At this moment, he no longer had the idea of ​​​​going against Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled slightly and put the short iron stick into the storage ring.

"Now, do I have the qualifications to enter this palace?"

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