Yi Beichen stood proudly above the dragon head, and his strong aura poured down like an avalanche.

"Ma Fengming, it is the most important thing to fight between you and me. How can you give up easily?"

Yi Beichen was full of heroic spirits, urging the golden dragon to descend from the sky, and his aura went to the sea violently, directly shook back the spirit that dared to stop it, and hit Ma Fengming unstoppably.

"Good come!"

Ma Fengming smiled heartily and made seals with his hands again. An spiritual body, which was as big as a white elephant, rushed out of the gate of hell.

Boom! The golden dragon collided fiercely with the huge spirit body. The terrifying shock wave that erupted actually shocked the rock-solid ring to create terrifying cracks! The golden dragon made a low cry of sorrow, and the two dragon horns were smashed on the spot, flying into the air again with heartache.

The huge spirit body was knocked out of the ring. After struggling for a few times, he could no longer stand up.

"Yi Beichen! Your original power cannot be regenerated in a short time after it is destroyed, but my gate of hell can continuously summon such terrifying spirits."

"Even if I drag you, I can drag you until you are exhausted!"

Ma Fengming curled the corners of his mouth, and his hands were sealing faster and faster, and the Gate of Hell was also being supported by those huge spirits.

When Yi Beichen stood firm in the air, he suddenly found that there were seven or eight extremely ferocious huge spiritual bodies below that had rushed towards him... All the masters watching the battle around him abandoned their minds and looked over, and the sound of amazement came one after another.

"Oh my God, this is simply a fight between gods! The ring is useless to them, and they have already hit the sky."

"I am worthy of being the elite of the Ma family in Northeast China. With such a continuous stream of powerful spirits, this is the legendary army of one man!"

"It's so incredible that Yi Beichen can actually develop the power of his origin to this level.

It seems that there are still traces to be followed by his ability to become the hottest figure in Chinese martial arts."

Just as everyone was talking, Yi Beichen suddenly stepped on the golden dragon and swooped down from the air.

Magnificent, arrogant and unruly! Yi Beichen raised his hand and waved his hand. The rich frost invaded like a natural disaster. He immediately blocked the huge spirit bodies and then dripped them one by one.

Boom, boom, boom... The ice cube weighing thousands of pounds fell from the sky and smashed several deep pits on the ring. Countless ice chips splashed out like shrapnel, instantly making the masters on the stands feel embarrassed.

This should be the most grand scene that broke out since the Martial Arts Conference.

Even the special effects are advanced, they cannot be replicated in the magnificence! Escaped from the obstacles of the huge spiritual body, Yi Beichen felt as if he had entered a no-man's realm, swooping down rapidly, and his target pointed directly at Ma Fengming.

"Yi Beichen is worthy of being you! This is the first time I have seen such a powerful aura."

"However, there are endless spiritual bodies in the Gate of Hell. I want to see how much breath you can have in your body that can make you consume like this."

Ma Fengming continued to increase his horsepower, and the gate of hell had been opened to the extreme.

Boom boom boom... The impact of the needle on the wheat ray exploded continuously in everyone's amazement.

Yi Beichen's ice and fire were fully displayed at this moment.

The evil spirits were simply unstoppable and they fled in all directions.

Yi Beichen's fist had already arrived in front of Ma Fengming.

Bang! A low voice sounded, Ma Fengming was beaten and a bloodshot appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Yi Beichen, you are the first person who can hurt me by my gate of hell."

"But you don't have any chance next, because I'm going to use my trump card."

"Tell you in advance that this is very dangerous, and even I can't fully control it myself, so you will be fully focused in the end and don't die!"

For a moment, a sudden death aura suddenly burst out from Ma Fengming's body, and even the entire space trembled.

He bit his hands and continued to make seals quickly, and the gate of hell began to exude a bloody smell that made his scalp tingling.

Demon Kill! Use your own blood to open a higher level of hell gate, so as to summon an extremely powerful spirit body to help fight! This method has extremely high requirements for the caster.

Not only does it require an extremely strong aura, but it also requires a very high degree of compatibility with the spirit body.

There were very few Ma family members who met this requirement! The next second, the blood-lit Hell Gate walked out of a spirit body with a tall body with long hair flying and a ghostly aura.

The spirit body glanced over and the heroes present took a breath, and it felt as if they were staring at them by the god of death. Even they dared not look at the terrifying sense of oppression.

There were even some warriors with relatively low strength who actually crawled directly on the ground, with their pupils protruding, their mouths wide open, and their breathing was difficult.

Such an evil ghost is simply unheard of.

As the organizer of this martial arts conference, Yan Dongxu almost broke down in fear and hurriedly drilled under the table.

If the masked man behind him hadn't pressed him on his shoulder, he might have made such a shameful scene.

The spirit's eyes focused on Yi Beichen's body, and a pair of unruly eyes instantly burst out with a cold light.

The next second, Yi Beichen's original power was actually dismissed back.

So domineering, it's so terrifying.

Just a look, he can actually dispel the power of the original source.

Even Yi Beichen has never heard of such a thing! "Yi Beichen, I can suppress him for a minute."

"In this minute, you can run as far as you want, otherwise I can't guarantee that this thing will kill you in a rage."

Ma Fengming's teeth were tightly locked, and these words burst out from the gaps of his teeth.

It can be seen that he is also operating at an overload now, using his life to suppress the killing of the spirit body.

However, Yi Beichen cannot leave.

Not only because he would not hand over Xiaoyu to anyone, but also because Yi Beichen has an extremely persistent desire for business.

This battle was so exciting that he didn't want to leave any regrets.

Most importantly, Yi Beichen felt that the shackles that had troubled him for a long time had begun to loosen.

Perhaps this is an opportunity for breakthrough, and Yi Beichen definitely doesn't want to miss this opportunity! "Go on, Ma Fengming!"

"You and I have to fight happily before. The more you keep your hands, the less respect you will be to me."

"I may not lose to you if you let your spirits be fully powered!"

Yi Beichen stood alone in the bitter wind, his robe making noise. He went up against the wind, but never bowed his head...
Chapter completed!