Chapter 1093 The Power of the Martial Spirit

"Ye Feng is Ye Feng. The sect has an order to arrest someone. I have no objection to you taking action against Ye Feng. Situ Reading 520 Official Website

But the two of them...can't..."

"This is an alchemist. He is very old. He has no grudge against our sect. The sect teaches us to respect the old and love the young, so you cannot kill him."

"This little girl is a disciple of Jiugongxuan. Jiugongxuan and our sect are both members of the Seven Holy Lands. They are united in dealing with the Demon Sect. Moreover, she has never taken action against anyone in our sect. Righteousness comes first, so you can't kill her either. she……"

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

Zhuge Qi was extremely angry and laughed.

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

I bother……

Killing or capturing the two people in front of him would, on the one hand, vent the anger in his heart, and on the other hand, it would also pose a certain threat to Ye Feng. With the hostages in hand, he would be able to use the enemy as a weapon. Although Senior Brother Ye Bufan may not need such "cooperation" from him, Zhuge was unwilling to let Huo Jing'er and Master Dong go as he avenged his personal revenge by confiscating the princes.

"Let me ask you again, Liu Duan, are you going to get out of the way or not?"

Zhuge Chong took a deep breath, with an extremely sinister look in his eyes, and his energy surged throughout his body.

"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, widened his eyes and said, "I won't let you! 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 burst of fiery energy rushed out. His palms hit Liu A'Dai's chest and lower abdomen one after another. Suddenly, the strong palm force directly hit the whole body. The defenseless Liu Ah-Dai exploded seven or eight feet away, with a snap. After landing, Liu Ah-Dai's dull eyes trembled for a moment, and finally became lifeless.

"You cheated and betrayed the sect, and you deserved to die."

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

"Jing'er, this person is crazy. I'm blocking you, please leave quickly." Master Dong's beard was angry, his old white hair was fluttering in the hunting wind, and there was already a jade-colored medicine hoe about two feet long in his hand.

The elite of Tianji Palace in front of him and his junior disciples were all killed. There was no doubt that he would never let himself and Jing'er go.

Right now, Ye Feng doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and is unable to protect the two of them. Master Dong has decided to risk his life to delay Huo Jing'er's escape.

"It's up to you, bad old man, can you stop me?" Zhuge Chong was like a devil from hell, with an expression full of contempt, leaping ten feet in one step, "Today, both of you are going to die!"

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

However, at the critical moment when Zhuge's murderous intention blossomed and he quickly approached the two of them, there was a sudden "bang" in the dust in the sky, and there was a mighty roar, and then, a huge spirit stepped on flames with one foot and one foot, and its fur was shiny and glowing with golden light. The beast, from blur to clarity, stood between the two parties.

"It's a dragon and a lion..."

"Brother Feng can also inspire dragons and lions. Brother Feng, it's okay!"

Huo Jing'er's eyes widened and she made a sound of joy at the gradually dispersing sand and dust.

"Of course it's okay!"

Ye Feng's voice suddenly rose up like a decisive word, and the vibrating sound soared into the sky, "Jing'er, master, don't worry, not only I, Ye Feng, will be fine, but you two will also be fine..."

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

A tall and tall body stepped out of the sand.

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

With the unparalleled blow just now, the two of them were almost evenly matched, and neither of them could do anything to the other, but no one was injured.

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

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

Being able to do this at the fifth level of the virtual realm, this strength is simply astonishing!

"how so?"

Ye Bufan's face became much gloomier. He used two swords from the nine swords of Tianji, his special skill, but did not kill or even injure Ye Feng, making him no longer dare to look down on the young man in front of him.

"Ye Bufan, you are nothing more than this. If you continue to pester me, then... maybe I will have to kill you!" Ye Feng took a step towards Ye Bufan.

At the corner of his mouth, there was a faint smile.

After two hard moves, he had a general understanding of Ye Bufan's strength. Although this man was powerful, he was still inferior to Liang Jiuzhou. In a life-and-death battle, Ye Feng felt that he was sure of defeating his opponent.

If he leaves with his tail between his legs at this time, Ye Feng can let him go back alive. After all, killing this person will not be an easy task for Ye Feng. But if Ye Bufan is ignorant, he must fight to the end. Then, Ye Feng could only use the most powerful means to kill him completely.

"Kill me?"

"Haha... It's really shameless!"

Hearing such words from Ye Feng's mouth, Ye Bufan's face was full of ridicule.

As a peerless genius in the Tianji Hall, he was called "Your Highness Ye" by countless disciples of the Tianji Hall. He had never heard such arrogance.

Moreover, the person who spoke such wild words was just a young warrior at the fifth level of the virtual realm.

"Boy, do you know the biggest difference between half-step king realm and ordinary virtual realm warriors?" Ye Bufan stood upright, with vitality flowing throughout his body.

Ye Feng was stunned by these words.

"Don't you know? Let Your Highness explain it to you, that is... Martial Spirit!"

Ye Bufan looked at Ye Feng proudly and shouted coldly, "A virtual warrior, even if he has reached the ninth level of the virtual realm, the martial soul obtained by injecting his soul will still be just a shadow."

"Martial spirit is the most powerful means for high-level warriors. It is more powerful than any elemental force or the law of artistic conception. Only by breaking through and entering the Half-Step King Realm can one get a close glimpse of the essence of martial spirit and understand its power."

"Now, my Highness will let you see the true power of Wuhun!"

As Ye Bufan's high-pitched voice spread out, a golden light appeared above his head, and infinite aura continuously spurted out from his body, forming a phantom.

Ye Feng's pupils contracted.

In his field of vision, he could see the shadow of the opponent's martial spirit constantly solidifying, getting longer and taller, baring its teeth and claws, and puffing out mist. Finally, it actually formed a body that was dozens of feet long, and its entire body was made of one piece. Covered with golden scales, it looks like a snake but not a snake, something like a dragon but not a dragon.

Except for the bald, majestic dragon horns and beards on his head, Ye Bufan's martial spirit looked very much like the legendary ancient dragon. It condensed into shape after a few breaths, and stared hard at him with a pair of giant eyes as bright as lanterns. The figure of Ye Feng, who looked extremely small, was hidden.

From the giant eyes, cold murderous intent shot out.

Ye Feng looked at each other with the giant eyes of the lantern, and his heart suddenly shook. He felt that a strong crisis was born in his heart, and the expression on Ye Feng's face instantly became serious.

"This is...ancient mirage dragon?"

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

"..."

A shocking sound came out of his mouth...