Martial arts supreme

Chapter 504 Scattering Black Qi
At this moment, everyone except Ye Feng looked at the giant stone statue.

"boom!"

The land of Danzong was trembling, billowing dust covered the sky and covered the sun, instantly covering the whole Danzong.

1 minute, 3 minutes, 5 minutes.After a full 5 minutes passed, the dust in the air gradually faded a lot.

When everyone looked at the position of the giant stone statue again, all the martial artists including He Yichun and Zuo Qiuyang gasped.Just because the huge stone statue with a height of hundreds of feet had fallen to the ground and smashed into tens of thousands of petals, only the stone feet remained standing on the square.

"Oh my god, it's amazing enough to be able to kill two late-stage knights with one sword, but... it even cut a giant stone statue into two pieces."

"I can't imagine how powerful his sword is. I'm afraid there is no one under the swordsman who can stop it. Even...even the swordsman is probably hard to parry."

"This has surpassed the strength of a chivalrous man. How did he practice such a powerful martial art? And which level does this kind of martial art belong to? Could it be... a heavenly level martial art?"

"If he slashed at us, I really can't imagine how many people Zimang would kill. It may be one thousand or five thousand. It is not impossible for ten thousand people to die."

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The [-] to [-] Taoist priests in the square were all startled, and each of them felt chills on their backs, and the eyes that looked at Ye Feng again showed a deep sense of fear.

The complexions of He Yichun and Zuo Qiuyang were not good-looking, they were pale and scary, and the sweat on their foreheads was crackling and falling down their jaws. Neither of them dared to think that if they had slowed down for a while, would they be still alive now? can live.

"That bastard didn't cut us with his sword, but... he aimed at the giant stone statue."

From this sword, He Yichun realized that Ye Feng did not intend to kill him and Zuo Qiuyang.The only purpose is to destroy the giant stone statue, thinking that Ye Feng knew that the person who carved the giant stone is the ancestor of Danzong.

Zuo Qiuyang turned around and slowed down for a while, and looked at Ye Feng again with solemn eyes, his heart that couldn't let go, now seeing Ye Feng not moving and not fleeing, immediately raised to a new height .

"Master He, if Ye Feng's sword were to strike at the disciples of the Dan Sect, I'm afraid that not only ten thousand but also five thousand would die, but he didn't do that. In addition, Ye Feng didn't take advantage of the chaos to escape at this moment, which already illustrates a problem. "

"Problem? What's the problem?"

He Yichun frowned and stared at Ye Feng apprehensively, then turned his head slightly to ask Zuo Qiuyang.

"Why did he destroy the giant stone statue? In other words, why didn't he slash at the rear in order to survive? I dare say that as long as he slashes at the disciples of the Alchemy sect, the chance of him escaping is absolutely [-]% superior."

"What the hell do you mean?"

"The meaning is very simple. Ye Feng did not run away and was ready to die. Tianwu Sect and Dan Sect jointly destroyed his Ancient Ye Sect. Ye Feng hated the two of us deeply. If you and I were him, That sword will never hit the giant stone statue, but will kill as many people as possible."

I don't know what Zuo Qiuyang thought of, he trembled while talking, as if something made him tremble with fear.

He Yichun frowned hard, thought for a while and asked with a gloomy face: "You mean...Ye Feng doesn't bother to kill more than a thousand people with that sword? Does he have more powerful martial arts that he hasn't used yet?"

Zuo Qiuyang nodded, and was about to answer, but when he looked at Ye Feng, his eyes shrank suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he said in a horrified voice: "You...look at him..., he...what's wrong with his body... How come there is black air?"

He Yichun hastily cast his gaze, and the moment he saw the black air slowly rising, He Yichun's body trembled three times.

"Damn it, what is that black energy? Zuoqiu Yang, do you feel that the vitality in the dantian seems... as if it has been suppressed, and... moreover, there are signs of being imprisoned?"

Zuo Qiuyang's expression was uglier than He Yichun's, and his cultivation base was weaker than He Yichun's, so the moment the black energy floated out of Ye Feng's body, Zuo Qiuyang noticed signs of imprisoning the vitality in his dantian.

Now, after what He Yichun said, and seeing the strange expressions on the faces of Danzong's disciples, Zuo Qiuyang realized that he was not alone, but the moment the black energy emanated from Ye Feng's body, everyone The vitality in the body was imprisoned.

"Is he still human? It's like Mo Luo from hell. No! Although I don't know what the black energy is, my perception tells me that I must not let him emit black energy any longer. Kill him! You must kill him immediately."

Zuo Qiuyang was a little out of control, and he didn't want to look at He Yichun anymore. He swung his fist and rushed out, heading straight for Ye Feng who was 30 meters away.

Ye Feng still closed his eyes tightly, and the blood was still flowing out from the corners of his eyes.Maybe it was because he couldn't open his eyes and couldn't see Zuo Qiuyang, or maybe it was because the yin and death had dominated his consciousness, facing the fist that hit his chest, he didn't dodge or dodge, and he just took Zuo Qiuyang's punch.

Zuo Qiuyang's punch hit Ye Feng's chest firmly, shattering Ye Feng's seven sternums and knocking Ye Feng back more than ten meters.

Blood kept gushing out from Ye Feng's mouth and nose, but Ye Feng still didn't say a word, and there was no trace of pain on his face, and a lot of black air was still bubbling out of his body.

The black air became more and more intense, and in just a few minutes, it had covered most of Danzong.

Zuo Qiuyang's complexion was extremely pale, and when he looked up at the black air above, Zuo Qiuyang's heart beat rapidly, and a crisis of life and death flashed in his heart.

"I guessed right before. He does have a stronger trump card, so he didn't bother to kill more than a thousand people with a single sword." Zuo Qiuyang's legs trembled slightly, and he looked at him again with fear in his eyes. He turned to Ye Feng, gritted his teeth fiercely and murmured: "Your martial arts have always been weird, and your lethality is also extremely astonishing. Although I don't know the purpose of your black energy, but at this moment I not only want to stop you, but also I want to kill you with my own hands to avenge Zhou Feng and others."

Zuo Qiuyang clenched his fists again, kicked the ground with his toes forcefully, and charged towards Ye Feng again like an arrow leaving the string.

This time, Zuo Qiuyang didn't choose to hit Ye Feng's chest, but went straight to hit Ye Feng's head.

At this moment, more than [-] people in Danzong looked at Zuo Qiuyang, and He Yichun did the same, staring at Zuo Qiuyang's fist with wide eyes without blinking.

Zuo Qiuyang's fist was getting closer and closer to Ye Feng's head, and the Taoist priests watching this scene also held their breath.Some Taoist priests even covered their mouths, for fear that Ye Feng's head would be blown away in a while, and he would scream when he saw the bloody and cruel scene.

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