C272 Iron King's Three Styles
C272 Iron King's Three Styles
"Iron-Blood Saber Technique."
"This blade technique of the Tia Family is able to shock the mind. It's weak, and the Heart of Martial Dao is not strong enough. When it comes to a person who meets this blade technique, they will be completely restrained."
The expressions of many people below the arena changed slightly when they saw this scene.
In the younger generation of Tia Family, only Tia Changkong practiced this kind of blade technique. It was said that this blade technique was accompanied by the Tia Family and the Iron-Blood Saber Intent, its might was so great that it caused others to stare in shock.
Looking at the force emitted by Tia Changkong's blade, it was obvious that Tia Changkong had practiced this set of blade technique to an extraordinary level.
In the two rounds of the challenge, Tia Changkong had not used this kind of blade technique.
This slash carried an astonishing momentum.
It seemed that he truly wanted to defeat Ye Feng with a single slash, and at the same time cripple Ye Feng, give him an extreme humiliation.
"Haha, that kid was shocked silly." Tia Hualoong, who was in the distance, started to laugh maniacally.
"My Tia Family's blade technique, powerful and forceful, carries an unparalleled, powerful aura, especially this set of Iron-Blood Saber's peerless sharpness. It is truly able to shake people's hearts."
"I hope your cousin can show mercy. Please don't kill him with a single slash."
"Prince Yixiao is right, every single one of us must cut Ye Feng's body, to avenge our past."
Situ Ba also let out an angry voice...
Above the stage, Ye Feng was standing there with his legs crossed, feeling the incoming black blade light, but the expression on his face did not change much.
He was as calm as ever.
"Who do you think you are? You actually want to use your aura to suppress me? "
Ye Feng's mouth formed a curve.
When he had first entered the Xuanyuan Secret Realm, Ye Chen had collapsed on the spot when he had heard Ding Rushan's thunderous shout. But Ye Feng could endure it, so how could he be shocked by the aura released by a mere Innate Martial Cultivator?
Just as the black blade aura closed in, suddenly, Ye Feng moved, a blade appearing in both his hands.
Subsequently, a scorching aura abruptly swept out from the blade.
Flame Blade Method, Wild Fire Prairie.
He held the saber in both hands and with a flip of his hands, a purplish-red glow blossomed. It was like the eruption of a volcano. It blossomed out with a dazzling radiance, and then these purplish-red rays swept across the blade.
Under the roiling heat, the entire space around the platform seemed to distort, as if it was on the verge of being incinerated, making it difficult to withstand the heat.
"What a feverish aura."
The flames swept out, seeming to want to burn everything.
Tia Changkong's pupils contracted. He only felt that the black light that he had activated was about to dissipate with a sizzling sound as soon as it got close to the flame.
A sense of danger arose from the bottom of his heart.
This made Tia Changkong's expression tense up, and he inexplicably felt a sense of panic.
Boom …
With a loud noise, the black light and the flames disappeared into thin air.
Tia Changkong retreated a few steps, his body almost falling off the stage. But Ye Feng, only swayed slightly.
The two of them were immediately determined.
Regardless of whether it was his cultivation or the weapons in his hands, Tia Changkong was stronger than Ye Feng by a level. However, if they were to fight, the consequences would be dire, which caused everyone below the stage to be unable to hold back, and they all erupted into screams.
"What is it? "Will it be like this?" Mo Yixiao asked in confusion.
"Didn't you say that there's no doubt of victory? "I think the situation is really bad …"
Situ Ba also began to shake his head.
"This... My big brother must have appeared weak for the time being, let him relax his vigilance, and thought that he had the upper hand, then erupted with a strike to take his life. " Tia Hualoong bit his lips and analyzed.
However, whether his analysis was correct or not, it was obvious from the look of utter defeat on his face.
"Sigh …" Mo Yixiao sighed, he extended his hand and took out a message talisman, and started to send a sound transmission to the talisman.
"..."
The two people on the stage were once again standing face to face. This time, Tia Changkong finally retracted the look of contempt on his face and completely released all of his imposing manner.
He could faintly feel the Essence in his body rolling like waves, overflowing with killing intent. Just facing him, it was as if he was drowning in an overwhelming infernal energy.
Tia Family cultivation technique, Iron Blood Evil Qi.
In comparison to Tia Changkong releasing his baleful aura, Ye Feng was much more reserved.
His figure stood upright on the stage. He was like a mountain, giving off a strong, solid, and sharp aura.
As if he heard the sound of his Qi being broken through, the soaring blood wave was slashed by the opponent's long blade. Tia Changkong shouted sinisterly: "I did not expect you to have such strength, you are worth me giving it my all. If the first level of the Innate realm is able to force me to such a state, then you can be proud of yourself. "
He had actually fallen behind in the previous clash.
This was something that Tia Changkong did not expect. At this moment, he had to use all of his methods.
However, he still had a lot of confidence in himself.
No matter what, Tia Changkong felt that in terms of cultivation and blade intent, he was far superior to the brat in front of him …
"Is there any use in just talking? "Come on!"
Ye Feng showed his signature unchanging smile.
Even when facing the Tia Changkong who was going all out, he still carried a smile on his face, and his expression was neither shocked nor terrified.
Boom!
Blood Qi gushed into the air as if it was trying to break the air apart from the top of his head. The dense Essence Qi turned into clear ripples that spread out in all directions.
All of the Martial Cultivator below the platform saw a dark red Blood Light being stirred up on the stage, causing the surrounding area to be shrouded in a layer of faint blood color.
It was as if the void had transformed into a sea of blood from the Underworld.
"Iron King's Three Styles, First Style, Broken Blade Wuqing!"
With the blade in hand, Tia Changkong bellowed, the blade in his hand suddenly lit up, the black mist surrounding it immediately turned blood-red, and erupted.
A blade ray that looked like a blood dragon, shot towards Ye Feng with a dark black brilliance.
This first cut, was infused with the condensed "Iron-Blood Saber Intent". It was stern, sharp, and carried a rolling, endless overbearing aura, as if Ye Feng's entire body was enveloped by the blade beam.
The broken sabre was merciless, the head was merciless, and the sabre was merciless. There was nothing left of the sabre.
Only the Martial Cultivator who had condensed the Iron-Blood Saber Intent could unleash true might.
And amongst the Tia Family young generation, only Tia Changkong was capable of such a feat.
Facing the blade intent that was sweeping over, Ye Feng's face finally revealed a rare serious expression.
If it was said that he was not too interested in dealing with the Tia Changkong from before, then at this moment, Ye Feng began to take it seriously.
He infused the spirit energy in his hands into the Disillusionment Blade and the power of the Martial Vein erupted, causing a Fire Essence to instantly explode into pieces. At the same time, a scarlet red fire wave rose in front of Ye Feng, the temperature climbing bit by bit.
A single slash to kill …