C33 Ice Martial Spirit

In the blink of an eye, another one died!

Jiang Juechen clutched his chest and almost vomited blood. These were all his personal disciples, the elites of Cloud Sword Mountain.

However, these elite disciples were killed by Ye Feng like vegetables.

The deputy Lei Pojun's face was as dark as black water. He never thought that Ye Feng would hide his true identity so deeply.

"Ye Feng, you are so cruel! Even the sect is so ruthless!"

Ji Yaohua could not stand it anymore and scolded Ye Feng.

"Cruel? Haha! Same sect? Since they are from the same sect, why can they kill each other in a simple competition? Since they are from the same sect, why do they all want to kill me? Since we are from the same sect, why are you all making things difficult for us? What's the use of having brothers from the same sect?"

Ye Feng sneered. He looked at Ji Yaohua and said," If I did not have some strength, I would have been lying in a pool of blood. At that time, would you say that they are ruthless? "

Ye Feng stood on the fighting stage with his sword in hand. Looking at the remaining three people, he said coldly, "Come on, don't you want to consume my strength? Why didn't you come? Come, create an additional advantage for Cui Mengyao. Maybe she can beat me!"

"Go, Chen Long, go!" Jiang Juechen's face was ferocious as he shouted at the three people.

Chen Long looked at Ye Feng who was standing on the fighting stage and hesitated.

"No need, let me do it!"

At this moment, Cui Mengyao could no longer hold herself back. She wanted to defeat Ye Feng, and win openly and honorably.

"Yao'er, do not be reckless!" Ji Yaohua said to Cui Mengyao worriedly.

Cui Mengyao did not pay attention to Ji Yaohua and jumped onto the first fighting stage. She landed in front of Ye Feng and looked at him with disdain. Ye Feng, I want you to know who is the true genius. You are nothing in front of me, Cui Mengyao! Your arrogance will end under my sword! "

" Humph, Cui Mengyao, don't think that you can be arrogant in front of me just because your cultivation base is higher than mine. In my eyes, you are just a proud and arrogant b * tch. I am absolutely confident that I can kill you in ten moves! "

Ye Feng raised his head and stared at Cui Mengyao. His fighting spirit was high.

"Kill me in ten moves? Hahaha... This is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life!"

Cui Mengyao could not help but laugh.

"Hahaha..."

The inner sect disciples below the stage also laughed.

"Hehe!"

Yem Luo, who came with Cui Mengyao from the Spirit Mountain Institute, couldn't help but laugh.

As for those outer circle disciples, not many of them were laughing because they believed in Ye Feng in their hearts.

The Three Geniuses of Flowing Cloud was an obvious example.

At that time, Ye Feng only used a small trick to make the arrogant Three Geniuses of Flowing Cloud's Yu Sha return.

Now, Ye Feng had personally come onto the stage. He said that he had the confidence to kill Cui Mengyao within ten moves. No outer circle disciple would doubt Ye Feng.

Semi-celestial Xu and the others saw how calm Ye Feng was, and they felt confident in their hearts.

"Is it very funny?" Ye Feng looked at Cui Mengyao, his eyes slightly focused, and said coldly, "If you admit defeat now, you can avoid death. If the battle starts later, you will die without a doubt!"

"Enough!"

Cui Mengyao's pretty face turned cold. A cold killing intent immediately seeped out of her body, causing the temperature around the fighting stage to drop a lot.

At the same time, the space behind Cui Mengyao actually slightly distorted and a snowy scenery appeared like a shadow.

"Ice Profound Qi? Ice Martial Spirit?"

"I didn't expect Junior Sister Mengyao to awaken the Ice Martial Spirit!"

Upon seeing this scene, many disciples exclaimed.

Martial Spirits were a mystical existence. This kind of power originated from the bloodline of the human body.

According to the legends, every Human Clan possessed the power of an ancient god. This power was hidden in the blood of the human body in the form of a Martial Spirit. Some people with extraordinary talent could activate the power hidden within the blood.

The effect of a Martial Spirit was very powerful. Those who possessed a Martial Spirit would cultivate faster than those without a Martial Spirit. Moreover, the Martial Spirit had all kinds of magical functions, which made the combat strength of the cultivator even more astonishing.

"No wonder Junior Sister Mengyao is so confident. It turns out that she has awakened the Ice and Snow Martial Spirit!"

"That's right. Junior Mengyao's Profound Qi cultivation has already reached the initial stages of the ninth level of Qi Gatherer. Coupled with her Ice Martial Spirit, it is comparable to a peak expert of the ninth level of Qi Gatherer!"

"With the help of the Ice and Snow Martial Spirit, Junior Mengyao will definitely be able to kill that Ye Feng in an instant!"

The inner sect disciples were extremely excited when they saw Cui Mengyao summon her Ice and Snow Martial Spirit.

"Elder Ji, you are quite tolerant!"

Vice Sect Leader Lei Pojun looked at Ji Yaohua and said with a smile, "If I knew Mengyao had an Ice Martial Spirit, I would not have bothered to do so. It caused us to lose a few elite disciples!"

"Ji Yaohua, you dare to hide it from me?"

Jiang Juechen turned his head and looked at Ji Yaohua. He seemed very angry. If he had known Cui Mengyao was so strong, he wouldn't have competed with her. He could have just let Ye Feng fight Cui Mengyao.

"Deputy sect master, you misunderstood me. I also did not know that Mengyao had awakened her Ice Martial Spirit!"

Ji Yaohua felt a little awkward. What she said was true. Cui Mengyao did not tell her anything about the Ice Martial Spirit.

Although she was a little angry in her heart, at this moment when she saw that her disciple possessed such a powerful martial spirit, that trace of displeasure disappeared without a trace.

"What a powerful Martial Spirit!"

Looking at the unusual phenomenon of the martial spirit behind Cui Mengyao, Qin Shang's face darkened slightly. In his heart, he began to worry for Ye Feng. After all, Cui Mengyao, who possessed the Ice and Snow Martial Spirit, her strength was definitely not something that an ordinary expert of the same level could compare with.

"Sister Ruo, Brother Dawei, this time Mr Feng is in trouble!"

Qin Le stood beside Qiu Ruonan and Hu Dawei and said with a worried expression.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Qiu Ruonan asked semi-celestial Xu.

Semi-celestial Xu looked at the indifferent Ye Feng on the fighting stage and said in a deep voice, "Now, we can only believe that your junior brother can create a miracle!"

Hu Dawei frowned and couldn't help but say, "Master, junior brother only has the cultivation of Qi Drawing 7th Level, but Cui Mengyao's cultivation has reached the ninth level, and she also has the Ice and Snow Martial Spirit! Junior brother, can he still do it?"

Semi-celestial Xu looked at Ye Feng and said lightly, "Cultivation realm, this does not mean anything!"

As Cui Mengyao released her martial spirit of ice and snow, the temperature of the battle also dropped rapidly. Within a meter of Cui Mengyao's body, there were even some ice crystals.

The powerful Ice and Snow Martial Spirit also changed the Profound Qi in Cui Mengyao's body, causing her Profound Qi to contain a very strong ice intent. If someone with a lower cultivation was hit by her, they might instantly turn into an ice sculpture.

"Do you still think that you can kill me within ten moves?"

Cui Mengyao coldly looked at Ye Feng. At this moment, she was like a queen standing in the world of ice and snow, looking down on all living things.

Ye Feng looked at Cui Mengyao and his eyes became serious. The corner of his mouth curled into a smile and said, "I take back what I said before!"

"Hmph, now you know fear? If you are willing to commit suicide now, perhaps you can leave a complete corpse behind!"

Hearing Ye Feng change his words, Cui Mengyao's lips curled up with a trace of complacency. She wanted to use her powerful strength to directly destroy the line of defense in Ye Feng's heart!

"No, no, no, you misunderstood!" Ye Feng shook his head slightly and said, "I mean, I wanted to kill you in ten moves earlier. Now I have changed my mind. I want to kill you in nine moves. This should solve the problem! "

"You're courting death!"

Cui Mengyao's face darkened. She raised the sword in her hand in an instant and pointed the sharp tip of the sword at Ye Feng.

"F * ck, Ye Feng, just pretend. Do you think you are an Immortal Turning Stage warrior? You want to kill junior sister Mengyao in nine moves?"

"That's right, I think you are addicted to bragging!" Liu Heishui pointed at Ye Feng and cursed.

"Right, don't think that you have won against the Three Geniuses of Flowing Cloud with that trick of yours. You can show off here, Junior Sister Mengyao is not someone the Three Geniuses of Flowing Cloud can compare with! Senior Mengyao, help me kill this trash!" Jiang Zehu also found Ye Feng very unpleasant to the eye.

"That makes sense. The Three Geniuses of Flowing Cloud are all idiots. How can they be compared with junior Mengyao?"

When those inner sect disciples heard Ye Feng's words, they couldn't help but curse.

"I believe in senior brother Ye Feng!"

From the crowd, a weak voice was heard. This voice belonged to Moh Tianlin, who had defeated Scher Buchu.

"Yes, I also believe in senior disciple Ye Feng!"

Many outer circle disciples were standing on the same side as Moh Tianlin.

"Senior disciple Ye Feng, do your best!"

The outer sect disciples waved their arms and cheered for Ye Feng.

"Hehe, this Ye Feng is just like Xu Banblind, he likes to brag!"

On the grandstand, Lei Pojun couldn't help but sneer and said to Jiang Wanqian, "Alright, let them begin!"

"En!"

Jiang Wanqian raised his head and said to Ye Feng and Cui Mengyao, "Let's begin!"

"Ye Feng, today next year will be your death anniversary!"

Cui Mengyao gritted her teeth, held her sword, and immediately charged towards Ye Feng.