"Zuwen, Qingyun actually had such a hole card that day!"
Seeing the scene where Tian Qingyun summoned the ancestral pattern and defeated Yue Yeming, Ye Chenfeng frowned tightly, feeling sorry for Yue Yeming, and even more surprised by Tian Qingyun's background.
It is extremely difficult to condense this kind of ancestral pattern. Not only does it need to consume a lot of blood of ancestral masters, but it also takes a long time to refine. More importantly, the failure rate of condensing the ancestral pattern into treasures and exerting the strongest ancestral charm is extremely high. High, very few ancestral masters are willing to waste time refining ancestral rhymes and ancestral patterns.
"Demon Spirit, with your current strength, can you resist the attack of Zu Yun Zuwen?"
Looking at the ancestral pattern still engraved in the ancient scroll that Tian Qingyun put away, Ye Chenfeng immediately communicated with the demon spirit in the Demon Sealing Sword, and transmitted the voice.
"I can't resist it!" The magic spirit responded via voice transmission.
"But I must ask you to resist, and must you resist? If I can't resist, I may die, and your hope of resurrecting the dead body will also be shattered!" Ye Chenfeng continued the sound transmission.
"You kid... do you think you're going to eat me!" the demon said angrily.
"Devil, you have to be clear, you and I are grasshoppers on a rope. If something happens to me, you will never be spared. Also, the next two battles mean a lot to me. Pill and Chaos Stone can further improve your strength, go to the depths of the star sea, suppress the power of the demon clan, and let you use his body to resurrect!" Ye Chenfeng told the demon spirit of his interests, seeking his greatest help.
"Hey, well, if I do not hesitate to use the power of the Sealing Demon Sword, it should be able to withstand an ancestral charm and ancestral pattern, and then I may need to be weak for a long time to recover slowly!"
The demon pinned his hope of resurrection on Ye Chenfeng, and he didn't want anything to happen to him. In desperation, the demon compromised.
"Don't worry, I won't expose you unless it is absolutely necessary!"
Having received the promise from the demon spirit, Ye Chenfeng felt relieved, adjusted his breath silently, and waited for the semi-final between himself and Huang Wutian.
"Tian Qingyun, I lost this battle, but it wasn't you who I lost to, but your God and Celestial Clan. One day, sooner or later, I will wash away the shame of today!"
Yue Yeming took back the Sansheng young stone, glanced at Tian Qingyun unwillingly, left a word, turned and flew back to the stands.
"Ye Ming, are you okay!"
Seeing Yue Yeming, whose clothes were stained red with blood, was seriously injured, Ling Yu's heart tightened, and she asked with concern.
"Don't worry, Sansheng Youshi helped me dissolve most of the ancestral charm and ancestral lines, and my body is fine!" Yue Yeming squeezed out a smile.
After finishing speaking, he took a Heaven-reaching Holy Pill, and borrowed the majestic power of the Heaven-reaching Holy Pill to heal the serious injury caused by the ancestral pattern.
"Next, let's proceed to the second round of semi-finals!"
After the old man repaired the cracks around the fighting platform, he announced loudly.
"Brother Chenfeng, come on, we must defeat that lawless guy!" Lingyu clenched his small fists, and whispered to Ye Chenfeng.
"Don't worry, he will definitely lose!"
Although Huang Wutian defeated Ling Yuxin and showed amazing fighting power, Ye Chenfeng, who has cultivated his fighting body to the fourth level, has greatly improved his strength. He has full confidence in defeating Huang Wutian and entering the final.
"Brother Ye, come on, we will always support you!"
Zhan Shishi and others also spoke to cheer for Ye Chenfeng.
"I'm going!"
Ye Chenfeng nodded at Xia Wendie, Zhan Shishi and others, flew up in the air, leaped down the sky-wall-like stands, and landed on the fighting platform with piercing sounds.
"boom!"
Just as Ye Chenfeng landed on the fighting platform, Huang Wutian also flew down, and the moment he landed, an incomparable momentum erupted from his body, and he rushed towards Ye Chenfeng like mountains and seas, trying to knock him back , embarrassing him.
However, being impacted by the momentum released by Huang Wutian, Ye Chenfeng remained motionless like a rock, unaffected by it.
"I didn't expect you, an ant, to break into the semi-finals. It's really surprising!"
Huang Wutian looked at Ye Chenfeng coldly, not taking him seriously at all.
"I found that you talk a lot of nonsense!" Touching Huang Wutian's cold and contemptuous eyes, Ye Chenfeng was not angry, and responded lightly.
"What, you think you can defeat me by defeating Mo Yichen, and I will let you know what despair is!"
There was a gloomy look in Huang Wutian's eyes, and the fighting spirit in his body became stronger and stronger.
"I am waiting!"
With a thought, Ye Chenfeng summoned the Demon Sealing Sword, quietly waiting for the match to start.
With the old man Bai's order, the second semi-final was staged.
"Boy, bear my crushing!"
With a roar, Huang Wutian held the Fang Tian painted halberd weighing hundreds of millions of catties, and slashed at Ye Chenfeng with the momentum of opening up the world.
Slashing down with a halberd, terrifying power erupted in his body. In an instant, more than 20 billion catties of power surged out of Huang Wutian's body. When he swung Fang Tian's painted halberd, he could split a mountain in two. Half.
"Nine transformations, magical transformation!"
Being attacked by Huang Wutian's pure power, Ye Chenfeng didn't dodge, he stimulated the power of the five major acupoints, and held the Demon Sealing Sword to meet him.
"Boom!"
When the two heavy treasures collided together, there was a deafening collision sound, and endless flames shone in the void, stinging people's eyes.
Simply competing in strength, Ye Chenfeng is far inferior to Huang Wutian, who has refined and refined a great god and demon, but the level of the Demon Sealing Sword is far above Fang Tian's painted halberd. After Huang Wutian fell back to Fang Tian's painting halberd, he was evenly divided.