After practicing at the Origin of the Evil Ancestor for three years, Ye Tian finally broke through the critical point of the eighth level of the Martial Emperor and was promoted to the ninth level of the Martial Emperor. (He let out a long roar, and the entire void around him trembled. Countless blood and water rolled backwards into the sky, with a majestic momentum.
His powerful aura shocked Chu Yunfeng and the other four holy sons of the cult, and the true disciples behind him were also shocked.
"I am the Evil Lord!"
As soon as Ye Tian broke through, he saw Yang Lizhi being controlled by the evil god's hand. He immediately raised his hand and shot out a blazing sword light, cutting off the big bloody hand. He rose into the sky and looked down at Chu Yunfeng coldly.
At this time, Ye Tian had just been promoted to the ninth level of Martial Emperor, and he had no time to restrain his aura. The powerful pressure spread out with him as the center, making the entire Evil Ancestor's Source tremble.
"So strong!"
All the disciples of the evil cult shrank their pupils and looked solemn on their faces.
When Chu Yunfeng saw this, he shouted loudly, and his powerful power also exploded, resisting Ye Tian's momentum. He snorted coldly: "You dare to call yourself the Evil Lord? Who do you think you are? This upper reaches belongs to our Holy Son. Field, who gave you the qualification to enter?"
Ye Tian heard the words and laughed, clasped his hands behind his back, looked at Chu Yunfeng with disdain, and sneered: "This evil sect, I can go wherever I want, so who do you think you are? After the competition, I'm afraid Your position as the Holy Son is at stake."
"Really? I want to see what you are capable of!" Chu Yunfeng's eyes were cold when he heard this, and he laughed angrily. As soon as he made a move, it was the hand of the evil god. The blood-red palm was as scarlet as blood, and there was a burst of howling like ghosts and wolves. Earth-shaking, like a ghost hand stretching out from hell, grabbing Ye Tian.
This grasp was very terrifying, as if the entire space was solidified, and then was sucked up by a powerful force. The void was shattered inch by inch, and countless ghosts were everywhere.
Ye Tian smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "You are so small, yet you dare to show your embarrassment in front of me, so I will let you see my magic death knife!"
In the cult, Ye Tian naturally could not use the martial arts of the five major temples such as Jiuding Zhenshen and Void Grand Hand Seal. He immediately ran the Death Scripture, transformed into the Dark Demon God, and sacrificed a black Death Demon Sword, tearing the void and slashing at the demon. Blood red ghost hands.
As soon as this knife came out, the sky and the earth were pale, as if it was the sickle of the god of death, traveling from the underworld, ready to harvest the lives of all living things in the world.
The cult disciples watching the battle couldn't help but tremble.
"It turned out to be the Death Demon Knife!"
"Isn't this invincible magic skill lost? How did he learn it?"
"Who is this person? Why haven't I heard of him before?"
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A group of cult disciples were talking about it.
The other three saints also had solemn faces, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Chu Yunfeng was also shocked, but he believed in his own strength and immediately displayed the power of three perfect laws, wrapping around the evil god's hand, making the ghost hand even more powerful.
"Do you think you are the only one who has comprehended the power of the three perfect laws?" Ye Tian smiled coldly when he saw this. The power of the three perfect laws of killing also broke out at the same time, giving it to the Death Demon Sword, killing the people in front of him. The sky and the earth were split in two.
"boom!"
The peerless magic knife collided with the evil ghost hand, causing a sudden change in the sky, like an atomic bomb exploding. The entire underground was shaking, and the protective formations arranged by the high-level cult officials erupted with bursts of dazzling light. To withstand this huge explosive force.
However, the power of this explosion was very terrifying, and it had reached the limit that the formation could withstand.
"not good!"
"Take action quickly!"
The expressions of the other three saints suddenly changed, and they quickly took action to resist this terrifying power. The cult disciples watching the battle hid far away, for fear of being implicated.
After Ye Tian struck, he took advantage of the situation to attack. He was like a tyrannosaurus, breaking through the space, heading straight towards Chu Yunfeng, and shouted: "Palm of Taichu!"
With this palm shot, boundless energy rushed forward like a rushing flood, and the entire heaven and earth space shook.
Blazing light burst out from the giant palm, illuminating the entire underground space.
"Phantom Devil Palm!" Chu Yunfeng shouted loudly, and his body was radiant with light. Countless palm prints burst out from his body, as dense as raindrops, and they all flew towards Ye Tian.
One palm against ten thousand palms, after all, Ye Tian's Taichu Palm was more powerful. That unparalleled palm print, with a blazing golden light, struck Chu Yunfeng's body fiercely.
"The Realm of the Evil God!" Chu Yunfeng's expression remained unchanged as he shouted lowly. A huge black halo appeared in front of him, covering him inside and blocking the huge palm print.
At the same time, the power of the fierce battle between the two spread out in all directions, causing the entire ground to tremble.
"Come out with me and fight again if you can!" Chu Yunfeng saw this situation and knew that if he continued to fight, the entire underground space would collapse, and he would definitely be punished by the high-level cult officials. He immediately shouted and exploded outside. Shoot away.
"How can I be afraid of you?" Ye Tian laughed and flew after him.
The other three saints looked at each other and followed.
Needless to say, a group of cult disciples, all following them in a mighty manner.
With the spread of the news, the news of the battle between Ye Tian and Chu Yunfeng quickly spread throughout the entire cult. Countless cult disciples came to watch from all directions, and even many elders hid in the void to watch.
As soon as Ye Tian and Chu Yunfeng flew out of the underground space, they immediately stood high in the sky, facing each other. The air was suddenly filled with tension from both sides.
Everyone held their breath, knowing that it was just a warm-up and the real battle was only beginning now.
"boom!"
Without letting everyone wait long, Ye Tian and Chu Yunfeng quickly collided together like two comets, erupting into earth-shaking energy fluctuations that made the whole world tremble.
It was the first time for many people to see the strength of the Holy Son, and they were all shocked. Even some elders secretly smacked their lips.
"Hand of the Evil God!"
"Palm of the Beginning!"
"Phantom Palm!"
"Death Demon Knife!"
Ye Tian and Chu Yunfeng attacked with all their strength, without hiding their strength. The power of three perfect laws entangled each other, pushing their combat power to its peak.
Everyone watched intently. Every move and every move of these two people burst out with terrifying power. The surrounding void was torn into pieces by them, which has never been repaired.
This is not like two Martial Emperors fighting at all, but two powerful Martial Lords fighting fiercely.
Especially when they saw the power of the three perfect laws entwined around them, many elders of the martial arts were filled with shame, feeling that their years had been spent on dogs.
"Who do you think can win?"
"It should be Chu Yunfeng. After all, he is a veteran saint son. I have never heard of this evil lord before."
"That's not necessarily true. Rumor has it that this evil lord is a disciple of a certain elder. He used to practice outside and only recently returned to the evil sect."
"I think Chu Yunfeng is even better. His invincible magic has not yet been unleashed. The power of that thought of reincarnation makes even the Son of God fear him."
"Speaking of which, why is this Evil Lord's Demonic Death Sword not as powerful as the Invincible Divine Art? It seems to be much inferior."
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A group of cult disciples were talking about it.
In the sky, the battle between Ye Tian and Chu Yunfeng became more and more intense. The two were very fast, and every blow was terrifying. It was like big planets colliding with each other, erupting with unimaginable power.
Ye Tian was a little surprised. The strength of this Chu Yunfeng was definitely not inferior to that of the Holy Son of Qinglong Academy. He was similar to, or even stronger than, the Samurai Dragon who fought with him.
Of course, even so, Ye Tian was sure of victory.
However, now Ye Tian cannot use Jiuding to suppress the god, so his combat power is greatly limited, and he can't do anything to the opponent for a while.
Chu Yunfeng was also very shocked. Ye Tian's moves were endless, and every move was very terrifying, making him feel tremendous pressure. He immediately knew that the opponent's strength was definitely not inferior to that of the Holy Son.
However, the opponent is not the Holy Son after all, but he is the Holy Son. A Holy Son has been unable to win against a true disciple, which makes Chu Yunfeng a little ashamed and angry.
"One thought of reincarnation!"
Chu Yunfeng roared, and finally used the invincible magic skill. Once this move was launched, there was no energy fluctuation. Even outsiders only saw Chu Yunfeng roaring, and then there was no movement.
But Ye Tian, who was the target of the attack, felt that the scene in front of him changed at this moment. He seemed to have fainted and the whole world seemed to be spinning.
At this moment, Ye Tian's heart seemed to be touched, and the surrounding scene changed accordingly.
In that dense forest, white snow covered the entire land, and a huge white tiger was lying on the ground, licking the cheek of a young man.
Ye Tian opened his eyes in a daze, and immediately saw the white tiger close at hand. That familiar face made him startled: "Xiao Bai!"
"Ho ho!" Xiao Bai roared excitedly, and kept digging his big head into Ye Tian's arms.
Ye Tian glanced around and found that this was the mountain forest outside Yejia Village. He and Xiaobai used to hunt ferocious beasts here. Not far away was the large waterfall where he often went to practice.
"Huh? No... I am the Evil Lord, and I am fighting!"
Suddenly, Ye Tian's expression suddenly changed. He stared at the white tiger who was very close at hand, and a look of determination suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"This is fake!"
"It's an illusion..."
Ye Tian roared, and the entire space instantly shattered. He smashed the white tiger with one punch, but found that it was nothingness. The surrounding space shattered, revealing Chu Yunfeng who was very close at hand.
Seeing Ye Tian wake up, Chu Yunfeng's expression changed, as if he didn't expect Ye Tian to get rid of the illusion so quickly, and immediately coldly snorted: "The willpower is not weak, but it's a pity that it's too late."
Before he finished speaking, the blood-red Evil God's hand struck Ye Tian's body.
Just as Ye Tian broke away from the illusion, he had no time to defend himself and was hit by the evil god's hand. His whole body was severely injured and was knocked away.
There were several bloody marks on his chest that were scratched by the hands of the evil god, which looked particularly shocking, causing the surrounding people to exclaim.