"Feng Wushang, you are a god, do you dare to fight me?" Ye Ming asked calmly.
"What? He wants to challenge the gods. Is he crazy? Although Wu Jun kills gods from time to time, it is always done under specific conditions, such as with the help of killing formations. Moreover, those gods who are killed are generally stronger. weak."
"Yes, I know that Feng Wushang is practicing the Blood Shadow Divine Art. He is currently in the third realm of Fa Tian and is very strong. Ye Ming actually challenged him like this, which is too overestimating his abilities. The gods are the gods, they are It is an advanced state of life. If there is a one-on-one confrontation, no matter how talented Lord Wu is, the gods will win."
"Ye Ming, don't be impulsive." Jin Xuanbai said loudly, "The Three Realms of Fa Tian are not as simple as you think."
Ye Ming smiled and said: "Don't worry, senior brother, I have my reasons."
Jin Xuanbai's heart moved and he looked at the palace master. Su Beijian nodded slightly and actually agreed with Ye Ming's approach.
Facing Ye Ming's challenge, Feng Wushang was stunned for a moment, then laughed "haha", and then his laughter stopped abruptly. He stared at Ye Ming and asked: "You, a little martial lord, actually dare to challenge the gods, okay? , very good! Since you are looking for death, I will help you!"
The gods have the confidence of the gods. Feng Wushang strode to the ring with murderous intent in his eyes, wanting to take the opportunity to get rid of Ye Ming in one fell swoop.
"The wind is supreme, don't be careless." The right minister said, "The emperor intends to get rid of this son. If you can do it, it will be a great achievement."
Feng Wushang became even more excited after hearing this, and said: "Please rest assured, right minister, I practice the Blood Shadow Divine Art, and I can kill him easily!"
Ye Ming slowly stretched his muscles and bones, and then secretly activated the Ruyi robe. Millions of magic coins burned in the small space of the robe, transformed into powerful and pure mana, flowed into the ground, and quickly condensed the killing array. The gods of the three realms of Fatian are very powerful, and Ye Ming has never thought of fighting head-on with them.
It's just that outsiders don't know that he possesses the Ruyi robe. When scattered, this magic robe becomes Qi, and when gathered into shape, it can be large or small, and it can set up a magic circle at any time, making it difficult for people to guard against it. Of course, this also depends on the user's wisdom and ability. For example, Ye Ming, he casually set up a large Zhoutian blood refining formation.
This Great Zhoutian Blood Refining Formation was evolved from his inheritance from the Blood Clan and the Great Zhoutian Sword Technique. As long as he is well prepared, he can kill gods of the third level of Fatian and above, let alone gods like Feng Wushang who are only at the third level of Fatian. .
Feng Wushang stared at Ye Ming who was walking away with a cat-and-mouse expression, and asked mockingly: "Why, do you think that my Qi is so perfect that I can't do anything? What is a spirit? The spirit and body have been separated from the lower level, you are like this How can a mortal understand it?"
Ye Ming walked around and stopped. He sighed softly and said, "Feng Wushang, I don't understand how you are alive today."
Feng Wushang frowned: "Boy, you are going to be dead soon. It's okay to let you say a few more words. But before I kill you, I really want to ask, after you die, do those beauties need me to take care of them on your behalf?" "
"Hahaha..." After saying that, Feng Wushang laughed arrogantly, as if Ye Ming was already a dead man, and he could hug him and take revenge completely.
"I'm so sorry for Emperor Qinglong that he gave birth to garbage like you." Ye Ming shook his head, "It's better to clean up the garbage in time."
"Boom!"
Before Feng Wushang could take action, Ye Ming's killing array had already been launched. The entire arena lit up. Densely packed rune chains appeared on the ground, winding up like vines, killing Feng Wushang like lightning. Tangled up.
Feng Wushang's face was full of contempt and said: "You want to deal with me just based on this mere killing array?"
Seeing that the talisman chain had completely entangled him, he started to use his divine power. He heard a "boom" and the chain exploded, seemingly vulnerable.
"Hahaha, Ye Ming, how about it? What other methods do you have?" Feng Wushang asked contemptuously, "Just use it, I can completely let you do the first three moves."
Ye Ming sighed softly and said: "Feng Wushang, what you shattered was just an illusion."
Feng Wushang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that those rune chains actually appeared again, and there were more of them. He frowned slightly and said: "What illusions, destroy them all for me!"
"Boom!"
He stepped hard on the ground with both feet, violent force breaking into the ground, trying to break the base of the formation and completely shatter the formation. However, after this force entered the ground, it actually activated the formation. A huge bloody vortex appeared on the ground, and the vortex emitted a huge suction force.
Facing this whirlpool, Feng Wushang's expression changed drastically, and he shouted: "Ye Ming, how do you know the magic of blood-sucking?"
Ye Ming shook his head: "To be precise, your so-called blood-sucking magic is just a part of this blood-refining formation. What you are seeing now is the blood-refining formation, a magic formation specifically designed to kill vampires."
Feng Wushang wanted to activate his power, but he didn't dare, because once he used his power, the power would be swallowed by the whirlpool. Even if he wasn't exercising his skills, he could still feel the power within his body that was about to move away from him.
Ye Ming put his hands behind his back and looked on coldly, saying: "When you practice the Blood Shadow Magic Skill, you swallow other people's skills, right? It's a pity that your skills are impure and cannot fully digest them. Now, if you absorbed other people's skills before, you will Slowly being stripped away.”
"brush!"
A streak of blood flew out from Feng Wushang's body and entered the vortex. He immediately screamed, suffering immense pain, and at the same time, his cultivation also dropped a bit.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
When the first bloody light flew away, Feng Wushang's body seemed to have opened a lock, and more and more bloody light flew out and fell into the whirlpool. Feng Wushang had a look of fear on his face. The formation set up by Ye Ming was not very powerful. He should have been able to resist it. However, this whirlpool was specifically targeted at him, leaving him with nowhere to use his power and no courage to use it, completely passive.
"Damn it! Why do you have a blood heritage? Stop it!" He began to roar, his voice trembling with fear.
Ye Ming looked calm, silently activating the formation, and said: "You have to spit out everything you eat, Feng Wushang, what do you think you will become?"
Feng Wushang shouted angrily: "Ye Ming, I stop competing with you, stop it, stop it!"
Ye Ming shook his head: "Sorry, it's too late!"
"boom!"
The vortex vibrated, generating huge suction. Feng Sushang seemed to explode, and countless blood shadows flew into the vortex. As for Feng Wushang, his clothes were torn and his face had aged, turning into an old man with chicken skin and gray hair. He was as skinny as a stick, his eyes were hollow, and it was very difficult for him to even take a breath.
"You..." He pointed at Ye Ming, his eyes full of despair and hatred.
Ye Ming said calmly: "Feng Wushang, this is you. You can't take away other people's skills and blood, and you will eventually return them."
"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!" Feng Wushang suddenly started to cry. Without his skills and aging like this, he felt that he had lost all interest in life, which made him look a bit pitiful.
Ye Ming shook his head: "Go away, I won't kill you."
"Hahaha..." Feng Wushang laughed sadly, walked tremblingly to the edge of the ring, and then fell straight down.
"thump!"
The ring was very high, and when he landed, his head happened to hit the ground, and he fell to his death on the spot. The Five Elements God was facing the direction, and no one stood up to check. An old ordinary person is of no value to them, and no one wants to take a second look at him.
Feng Wushang died, and the scene was quiet. Ye Ming turned around slowly, looked at the mirror, and asked calmly: "Do you dare to fight me?"
Jing stood up slowly. He knew that there would be a battle between the two, but he had confidence in himself. He came to the ring and said proudly: "I admit that I underestimated you before, but I still want to defeat you!"
Ye Ming shook his head: "If it was yesterday, you might have a chance or two. But today, you have no chance."
Kagami is a genius of the ninja civilization and has almost no rivals in the same realm. How can he be looked down upon so much? He immediately snorted and said, "There's no point in talking big, I'll let you see what the true magical power of Ninja is!"
"Boom!"
Underground, two lights suddenly burst out, one white light, representing his mysterious body, and one green light, representing his legal body. The three bodies merged into one, and they immediately became the three-dimensional divine body. In an instant, a tyrannical momentum appeared, which seemed to be able to crush everything.
"This is the strongest mirror. After all, Ninja Dao is still stronger than martial arts. I don't know if Ye Ming can win." At the scene, the martial arts gods gathered together and stared at the ring nervously. Since Ye Ming showed his extraordinary martial arts potential yesterday, especially after possessing the martial arts throne today, these martial gods have regarded him as an idol, and naturally hope that he can win.
"You can be proud of me for letting me use my strongest power!" Jing said proudly.
Ye Ming: "It's no big deal to defeat you. I won't be proud. Okay, stop talking nonsense and take action."
Jing smiled solemnly and asked, "Do you know why I am called 'Jing'?"
Ye Ming: "I don't know. If you want to say something, I don't mind listening."
Mirror said: "In our Ninja world, everyone will have a Ninja talent before they are born, and my talent is the mirror image!"
Before he finished speaking, the mirror suddenly split into two, then two into four, constantly changing. In an instant, his shadow was everywhere on the arena, making it impossible to tell which one was real and which one was fake.
"Every mirror image has half of my combat power. I want to see how you can defeat me!" All the mirror images spoke at the same time, their voices loud and loud, making people's ears buzz.
"This is the mirror secret method in the ninja way. It is very difficult to deal with." Jin Xuanbai raised his eyebrows slightly, "However, as long as Ye Ming finds his true body, he can kill him with one blow. Because at this moment, the true body of the mirror is The weakest one has the same strength as the mirror image, only half left!"
"It is indeed a very powerful method." Ye Ming was still so calm. He looked at dozens of mirror images. "If I can't find your true body, there is almost no possibility of defeating you."
"It's too late for you to regret now." Jing's tone was very cold, "Today, I will kill you!"