"F * ck, you still dare to make sarcastic remarks. Ye Feng, I'll fight you to the death today!”
Murong Fu's entire body was red, especially his head of red hair and red skin. There was a reason for it.
The fortuitous encounter he had obtained was a set of cultivation techniques and some small toys.
After cultivating this cultivation technique, one's entire body would turn red.
Of course, this was only the superficial reason why he had cultivated this cultivation technique.
He didn't say much!
Hearing Ye Feng's words, Murong Fu's defense was completely broken.
"Boom!"
Murong Fu's body turned even redder as he circulated his cultivation technique.
"Earth Grade cultivation technique? No wonder you can live for so long and your cultivation is so strong.”
"So, you've cultivated an Earth Grade cultivation technique!”
Ye Feng was shocked.
Cultivation methods were the same as spirit skills, they were divided into heaven, earth, black, and yellow.
In the Sea Kingdom, there weren't even any Black Rank cultivation techniques.
He didn't expect Murong Fu to cultivate an Earth Grade cultivation technique.
"Earth Grade cultivation technique?"
Murong Fu smiled disdainfully.
"That's right. If it weren't for you, who became my obsession and cultivated an Earth Realm cultivation technique, I would have long broken through the threshold of the Profound Realm.”
"Today, I will defeat you and get rid of this haze in my heart.”
"Or, I will be killed by you!"
Murong Fu's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse.
He seemed to have forgotten that Ye Feng might be a Martial Monarch Realm expert who could destroy him with a flip of his hand.
"Kill them!"
Murong Fu roared, his entire body releasing a murderous aura.
His target was Ye Feng alone.
In the eyes of the Ye Family disciples, Murong Fu was like a god.
Even Ye Ming couldn't help but tremble.
"Patriarch, is the ancestor a match for Murong Fu?”
A Ye Family disciple asked.
Ye Ming frowned and clenched his fists.
"Don't worry, the ancestor is invincible!"
Ye Ming was very confident in Ye Feng.
"Hmph, Murong Fu, you've become arrogant after cultivating a cultivation technique, right?”
"Alright then, let me teach you a lesson today!”
Ye Feng glanced at the system.
After the recent slaughter, he had 7,800 fusion points.
However, he was still far from the 10,000 points requirement.
It seemed that he had to use his divine power.
Divine power, Heavenly Transformation!
This was the divine ability he had obtained from cultivating the first cycle of the [Eight-Nine Arcane Art].
Divine powers were divided into nine levels.
Currently at level one.
Heavenly Transformation, after using it, one's physical body would go berserk. The first level could be ten times more berserk.
In other words, as long as Ye Feng used the Heavenly Transformation, he could immediately break through the shackles of the Spirit Realm and reach the Profound Realm.
Of course, casting divine arts consumed a lot of energy.
With his current realm, he could only last for ten breaths at most.
But ten breaths was enough.
"Divine power, activate!"
In an instant!
Something shocking happened.
Ye Feng's figure suddenly expanded, and his height actually broke through three meters.
Moreover, his body had also become a big one.
The long robe on his body had exploded due to his physical body, leaving only a pair of big pants that slightly covered the most important part.
Ye Feng was also a little embarrassed.
When he used the Heavenly Transformation, he did not expect such a thing to happen.
It seemed that he had to find a piece of elastic clothing.
Now!
Ye Feng looked like a blood-eating bear.
Everyone around was stunned.
Was he still human?
It suddenly broke through the limits of their understanding.
Ye Feng didn't care what the others thought.
"Hehe, Murong Fu, have a taste of my fist.”
After saying that, he raised his fist that was half the size of a basin.
In a flash, he arrived in front of the dumbfounded Murong Fu and punched him.
"Bang!"
The power of this punch was astonishing, and it smashed Murong Fu into the ground.
"Boom!"
The earth shook. The power of the punch was simply appalling.
"Cough cough!"
Murong Fu crawled up from the pit, coughing non-stop. Blood flowed out of his mouth, and his chest was slightly dented.
"F * ck, you scared me. So this thing of yours looks awesome, but it's actually a silver pewter spearhead.”
Murong Fu licked the blood on his lips, his eyes shining.
The punch just now had caused him to spit out blood and even suffered a little injury.
However, it allowed him to see Ye Feng's strength clearly.
He was only at the tenth level spirit realm.
However, that strange spirit skill gave him the ability to challenge people of a higher level.
This was simple.
How could you challenge a Profound Realm tenth level cultivator?
There was finally hope for revenge!
Murong Fu laughed like an idiot!
"Ye Feng, today, I will let you taste the taste of death!”
A hundred years of humiliation would be avenged in one day!
Murong Fu was overjoyed!
"Clang!"
A blood-red saber appeared out of thin air.
This saber was three feet long, and the blade was curved outward. The widest part of the blade was two inches, and the blade was sharp. The copper handle was in the shape of a prism.
The blade was bright and released a cold light, which increased the sharpness of the blade.
Moreover, the saber's dark runes circulated, and the pressure it breathed out was sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
When Ye Feng saw it, he was instantly shocked.
He knew that this saber was not simple.
Although it looked like a Black Grade Low-Rank weapon on the surface, it was definitely sealed inside.
It prevented it from unleashing its true power.
But what shocked him was not the saber.
Murong Fu actually had an interspatial ring.
He had taken that saber out of his interspatial ring.
It seemed that Murong Fu's opportunity was not simple!
At this moment, Murong Fu completely ignored Ye Feng's shock.
As soon as the saber was drawn, he began to attack.
"Ye Feng, die!"
"Black Rank Low-Rank Spirit Skill, Wind and Cloud Slash!”
With a loud shout, he followed the saber, bringing up a cloud of dust. It was like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, and his power was unparalleled.
"Black Rank Spirit Skill, not bad. However, with just this little trick, you're laughing too early!”
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes when he saw the saber coming at him.
At this moment, he was about ten feet tall and looked down at Murong Fu.
At the same time, a surge of power was released!
Bloodline of Slaughter, activate!
The God-Slaying Spear in his hand was also emitting shocking power.
"Murong Fu, go to hell!"
Ye Feng held the God-slaying Spear and unleashed a spear light as he stabbed downwards with all his might.
At the same time, Murong Fu slashed at Ye Feng.
He hated Ye Feng to the core!
The hatred of a hundred years had already seeped into his bones!
If it wasn't for Ye Feng, he might have already broken through to the Profound Realm and advanced to a higher realm.
"Ye Feng, I will tear you into pieces!”
Murong Fu roared!
"Clang!"
The broadsword and the God-Slaying Spear collided, and sparks flew in all directions.
The treasured saber in Murong Fu's hand emitted a cold light, and his aura was soul-stirring.
The God-Slaying Spear flashed with a dazzling golden light and instantly forced the saber back.
At the same time, the spear light shot out and pierced towards Murong Fu's heart.
"What?"
Murong Fu was shocked. He immediately rolled over and dodged the bullet like a lazy donkey.
"Impossible, how can you be so strong!”
"I don't believe it!"
After dodging Ye Feng's spear, Murong Fu immediately retreated.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
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