Chapter 509: The Devil's Majesty

The stone door of the practice room finally opened, but three familiar faces appeared in front of Ye Feng's eyes. The three of them were neither others, but Mo Wutian and Song Tiandu.

Mo Wutian didn't say much nonsense. As soon as he saw Ye Feng, he immediately punched Ye Feng and rushed towards Ye Feng's face. However, Ye Feng actually punched Mo Wutian and knocked him away, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood.

"What? With just one punch, Ye Feng actually knocked Mo Wutian away, hitting Mo Wutian and spitting blood in his mouth? How is this possible? You know, Mo Wutian is a powerful Xuanshi in the seventh level of the Yukong Realm. His strength is much stronger than me. Ye Feng, he was unable to attack any of us before. Why did it take only ten days to pass and his strength became so terrifying?"

"I'm not mistaken. This little beast actually punched Mo Wutian away? Why did the strength of this little beast suddenly become so powerful? Or was it because Mo Wutian was too careless that this little beast had an opportunity to take advantage of?"

Mo Wuneng, Song Tiandu and the others were both shocked when they saw this scene and could not believe that the scene in front of them was a fact. The two even thought that Mo Wutian was too arrogant, which made Ye Feng lucky to take advantage.

However, the two of them didn't know that Mo Wutian's heart was as shocked and surprised as the waves at this moment. It turned out that Mo Wutian's punch just now was originally intended to knock Ye Feng directly, so that Ye Feng would no longer have the slightest backhand power, but he also killed Ye Feng with one punch. So although his punch did not use ten percent of the force, he also used at least eighty percent of the force.

However, Mo Wutian never expected that after he used an 80% force punch, he encountered Ye Feng's fist, it seemed to hit a mountain of Tai, and his strength collapsed step by step, and even the bones cracked open at that moment. At this moment, Mo Wutian's right hand was ruined. Unless he found a magic pill, his arm would be useless again.

"What a powerful force, why did you, your power suddenly become so powerful! We only haven't seen each other for ten days. Have you made such great progress in just ten days? This, this, this..."

Mo Wutian looked at Ye Feng's body in shock and couldn't help but tremble slightly. He was so surprised and shocked.

Ye Feng looked at the shocked three people, but he sneered in his heart. The three of them thought that only ten days had passed, so how could they know that this stone room was a training room with the miraculous effect of time acceleration. In fact, although only ten days had passed outside, Ye Feng had been practicing for a full ten years.

"Your cultivation has actually broken through. You are now at the fourth level of the Yukong Realm!" At this time, Mo Meng suddenly realized that Ye Feng's cultivation had actually improved to a higher level.

"Oh, so that's it. When your cultivation is still in the third level of the Yukong Realm, you almost have the strength of the sixth level of the Yukong Realm. Now that your cultivation has broken through and reached the fourth level of the Yukong Realm, your strength has naturally increased. You should have the strength of the seventh level of the Yukong Realm. No wonder, you can injure this master with this punch. However, this master just used only 80% of the power. If this master uses ten percent of the power, you will definitely not be your opponent."

Mo Wutian looked carefully and found that Ye Feng had indeed broken through and his cultivation had reached the fourth level of the Imperial Air Realm. His face eased a lot and he stood up again. However, his right hand no longer had the ability to fight and his strength had plummeted, so he did not dare to attack Ye Feng on his own initiative.

"Damn it! You demon, you could not have been able to improve your cultivation to a higher level in just ten days. Judging from your appearance, your injuries have been healed. Humph, you demon must have some treasure on your body, otherwise your cultivation would not have been improved so quickly, and your injuries would not have recovered so quickly." Song Tian looked at Ye Feng gloomyly, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. However, when he saw Ye Feng knocking back Mo Wutian with one punch, he did not dare to act rashly. He only needed the two tribe members of the Mo family to take down Ye Feng quickly, so that he could get a bargain.

Ye Feng looked at the three of them quietly, but sneered. He had been practicing in the practice room for a full ten years. If his injuries had not fully recovered, it would be strange. At this moment, Ye Feng's strength was completely at its peak. He injured Mo Wutian at the beginning, in order to reduce the pressure for the next battle. Now Mo Wutian is injured, and Song Tiandu has just reached the seventh level of the Kong Yukong Realm, and Ye Feng is now sure to win.

After all the three of them finished speaking, Ye Feng glanced at the three of them casually, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a cold smile appeared, and said, "That's right, Mo Wutian, Mo Wun, Song Tiandu, you three never expected that this master has broken through now, and its strength is far beyond you. Even if you three join forces, they are definitely not the opponent of this master. Before, this master was a prey, and was constantly bullied by you, and almost died several times. Now, this master is a hunter, and you are the prey. It's time for this master to let me vent my previous anger!"

When Song Tian heard this, he felt a little worried, because Ye Feng was able to defeat him at the sixth level of the Yukong Realm when he was in the third level of the Yukong Realm. Now, Ye Feng has reached the fourth level of the Yukong Realm. Although he has also reached the seventh level of the Yukong Realm, he still has some concerns. However, in order to avenge his son, Song Tian still gritted his teeth secretly, thinking that there are two masters of the Mo family here, and he is not afraid of Ye Feng. He waved his sleeves and sneered disdainfully, saying: "Ye Feng, are you stupid? The three of us all the Xuanshi strong men in the seventh level of the Yukong Realm. And you are just a Xuanshi cultivator in the fourth level of the Yukong Realm. Among the three of us, it is easy to solve you. The three of us join forces to kill you."

Mo Meng suddenly burst out laughing, looking at Ye Feng with disdain, laughing, "What an ignorant weak man, I think that if my cultivation has improved a level, I will be invincible in the world? It seems that you don't know how powerful our Mo family is, and there is no need for the three of us to join forces. I, Mo, can only solve you, it's easy to deal with you. Come on, since you speak wildly and are so confident in your own strength, I, Mo, can't. Come and learn how powerful your strength is after your cultivation is improved!"

Mo couldn't say anything, so he jumped up and rushed towards Ye Feng quickly. A murderous scimitar also appeared in his right hand, which was the Biluo Sword.

When Mo couldn't take action, the plate flashed with tears, and the wind kept roaring. The lightning was like a tiger pounced on the food, and sometimes like a vicious wolf, so majestic.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng waved his long sleeves, and a black spear appeared in Ye Feng's hand. It was the God-killing Spear. Ye Feng waved the God-killing Spear. Instead of retreating, he rushed towards Mo Wu and sneered: "Good come! Mo Wu Wu, I was defeated by your "Bi Luo Huangquan Sword Technique" before and was captured by you. Now, I will come to learn about your master's tricks again!"

As soon as Ye Feng made a move, he used a "Big Five Elements Gun Technique". It came and went like the wind, as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, and was very powerful.

Mo couldn't see that the spear technique used by Ye Feng was still the same as the previous spear technique. A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. While using the "Bi Luo Huangquan Sword Technique" to attack Ye Feng, he kept mocking: "So it's this spear technique again. I said that the leader of the Seven Killing Mercenary Group, Ye Feng, don't you have any new things? This spear technique is like tickling the tickles and has no effect on this master, so you'd better give up!"

Hearing this, Ye Feng did not feel offended and did not get angry at all. Instead, he used this "Big Five Elements Gun Technique" even more sharply. However, Ye Feng actually suppressed Mo Wen. He almost hit Mo Wen's vital points several times, and was completely at an advantage.

Mo Meng never expected that the gun technique he had disdained before was now in Ye Feng's hands, and its power became so terrifying. He was shocked: "How is it possible? You used this gun technique before, and even a hair from this master could not be damaged, but now, how could it be so powerful?"

Ye Feng waved the God-killing spear in his hand, but he sneered in his heart. How could Mo Wu know that in the ten years in the practice room, this "Big Five Elements Sword" has been used more skillfully by Ye Feng, and its power has also increased greatly. In addition, Ye Feng has improved a level, this "Big Five Elements Sword" is of course extremely powerful in Ye Feng's hands.

After a while of fighting, Mo Wu gradually felt struggling. He knew that if this continued, this battle would definitely be defeated. Even if it was really a failure, the three of them would definitely kill Ye Feng, but in this way, they would be unable to get over the face. Therefore, Mo Wu Wu did not ask for help from the two people beside him, but snorted heavily. Suddenly, his left hand quickly pinched a strange magic trick, muttering words, and emitting an extremely terrifying aura all over his body.

When Ye Feng saw it, he knew that Mo could not use other mysterious secrets, so he didn't dare to be careless immediately. He quickly pinched his left hand and recited a series of strange magic tricks. He chanted a naughty spell in his mouth. A stream of extremely cold aura emanated from Ye Feng's body.

This magic trick, this spell, and this aura are exactly the "Nine Styles of Killing God".

"The funeral of the Yellow Spring!"

At this moment, Mo Meng suddenly roared, waved the blue-row sword in his hand and slashed at Ye Feng fiercely. With this knife, he suddenly saw a huge black sword aura shot out. In the sword aura, countless black shadows kept leaping, with a head and a face, but with a hideous face and a murderous aura, like countless demons.

This knife is really terrible!

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