"Senior Brother Gu Hong lost. He still couldn't create a miracle and defeat Tian Qingyun!"
Zhan Wudi sighed softly as he looked at Gu Hong, who was not seriously injured after falling out of the arena. He felt sorry for Gu Hong's failure. Bayi Chinese Network
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Although Gu Hong lost the battle, his powerful defense still shocked everyone present. If it wasn't for Tian Qingyun's heaven-defying attack, Gu Hong, who had cultivated the Ancient Tree Immovable Art to its peak, would have been in an invincible position.
"Huff, it's my turn!"
After seeing the fierce battle between Tian Qingyun and Gu Hong, Ye Chenfeng had a general understanding of the strength of the Void God World's geniuses. He slowly stood up.
"Brother Ye, the Demon Race is known for their attack power. If we were to compare pure attack power, I'm afraid Mo Yichen's attack power is above Tian Qingyun's. Be careful when you fight!"
Zhan Wudi had some understanding of Mo Yichen. When Ye Chenfeng was about to enter the stage, he immediately warned him.
"I'll be careful!"
After comprehending the fifth layer of space law, Ye Chenfeng's Hundred Layers Seal defense was even stronger. Moreover, he had cultivated to the third layer of the Battle Physique. His body was comparable to a high-grade True Spirit Saint Tool, and after burning his Grandmist bloodline, his body had reached the peak of a supreme grade True Spirit Saint Tool. Adding on the defense of the Golden Glazed Armor, it would not be easy for Mo Yichen to injure him.
After saying that, Ye Chenfeng stepped into the void. Under the gazes of many pairs of eyes, he slowly walked toward the battle stage.
"Yichen, finish the battle. Try to preserve your trump cards!"
Although Ye Chenfeng had obtained first place in the preliminary round, almost no one believed in him, and no one was optimistic about him. The Demon Race expert glanced at Ye Chenfeng with disdain and transmitted his voice.
"Don't worry. Half an incense's time is enough to kill an ant like him!" Mo Yichen's cold face revealed a thick killing intent. He didn't put Ye Chenfeng in his eyes at all.
"Ye Chenfeng, your good luck is over. You're dead for sure now that you've met Mo Yichen!"
After losing to Ye Chenfeng and losing the qualifications to enter the finals, Tian Wufa gnashed his teeth. He was looking forward to the scene of Ye Chenfeng's blood splattering everywhere.
"No. Do you think Mo Yichen will definitely win?"
Tian Qingyun slowly asked as he looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was standing proudly on the battle stage without a trace of fear on his face.
"Big Bro, you don't think that Ye Chenfeng will have the last laugh, do you?" Tian Wufa asked in surprise.
"That Ye Chenfeng didn't just rely on luck to defeat all of us and win first place in the preliminaries!" Tian Qingyun spoke slowly. "According to Huang Wutian, he fought Ye Chenfeng in the Battle Saint Domain. Even though he said that he was absolutely confident in his ability to defeat Ye Chenfeng, Ye Chenfeng was only a Five Star Daolord at that time. Yet now, he's a Six Star Daolord."
"Even though Ye Chenfeng has broken through through by refining Heavenly Energy, there's still an insurmountable gap between him and Mo Yichen!" Tian Wufa spoke with an unconvinced tone.
"Even though that's the case, do you think that Ye Chenfeng used all his trump cards when he faced Huang Wutian?" Tian Qingyun spoke slowly. "I think that Ye Chenfeng isn't simple at all. He probably has a 40% chance of winning against Mo Yichen while Ye Chenfeng has a 60% chance of winning."
"Impossible. I absolutely don't believe that Ye Chenfeng has any hope of defeating Mo Yichen!" Tian Wufa shook his head and refuted.
"Then let's wait and see!"
Tian Qingyun took a sip of tea that was suffused with faint spirit energy, and then he gazed at Ye Chenfeng with a burning gaze as he spoke slowly.
"It's your misfortune to have encountered me because I'll kill you with my own hands."
Mo Yichen, who was wearing a black robe and exuding a thick murderous aura, coldly glared at Ye Chenfeng as he spoke.
"What? Some of the so-called geniuses in the Void God World also like to kill with their mouths?" Ye Chenfeng sneered as he retorted.
"I didn't expect you to be such an interesting person. I hope that you'll still have the strength to joke later!" Mo Yichen said in a low voice as his eyes became colder and colder.
"Get ready. Let the match begin!"
The white-haired old man glanced at the two who were opposing each other as he loudly announced.
"Whoosh!"
Just as the white-haired old man's voice faded, Ye Chenfeng and Mo Yichen moved at the same time. They transformed into two illusory afterimages as they collided with each other at an astonishing speed.
"Boom!"
Ye Chenfeng's over ten billion jin of strength exploded. The terrifying power was like an erupting volcano as it ruthlessly bombarded Mo Yichen, neutralizing his attack.
"What a powerful strength!"
Mo Yichen mainly cultivated the Dao of Slaughter, and his physical body was equally terrifying. However, when he clashed head-on with Ye Chenfeng, he was unable to gain the slightest advantage, causing him to reveal a surprised expression.
After clashing head-on, they were evenly matched. The two changed their moves at the same time, blasting out terrifying fists as they collided.
"Dong! Dong!
Dong! "Every time their fists collided, a deafening explosion would occur as a large amount of sparks blossomed in front of the two.
"Ancestral Art of Slaughter!"
The two of them fiercely clashed for more than twenty fists, but neither of them could do anything to the other. Mo Yichen decisively used the Ancestral Art of the Devil Race that had been passed down for countless years, condensing a black halo filled with killing intent that increased his battle prowess.
"Boom!"
Mo Yichen, whose battle prowess had soared, blasted out a fist. The terrifying power instantly suppressed Ye Chenfeng's strength, forcibly pushing him back.
"What a terrifying killing intent!"
The Eight Sha Asura Art that Ye Chenfeng had comprehended was similar to Mo Yichen's Ancestral Art of Slaughter, but the difference in power was too great. In order to condense this halo of slaughter, Mo Yichen had killed countless people.
"Undead Spirit Pearl, devour!"
Feeling a large amount of Death Qi breaking through his defense and entering his body, Ye Chenfeng immediately controlled the Undead Spirit Pearl to devour the Death Qi in his body. He then summoned the Cosmos Sword Array, transforming it into a rain of swords that flew towards Mo Yichen.
"Traceless Devil Blade!"
As the dense rain of Cosmos Swords flew towards Mo Yichen, a huge blade as black as ink appeared in Mo Yichen's hand. With a slash, the Devil Qi and the Dao of Slaughter fused together, cleaving apart the rain of Cosmos Swords, and slashing towards Ye Chenfeng with astonishing might.
"Heaven-grade Sword Spirit!"
With a thought, Ye Chenfeng's Heaven-grade Sword Spirit flew out of his Sea of Soul, transforming into a one-meter long sword, and shattered the Traceless Devil Blade's murderous blade light.
"Heavens, that Ye Chenfeng is really not simple. The Sword Spirit he condensed is actually on the verge of transforming into a Saint-grade Sword Spirit!"
Seeing Ye Chenfeng's Heaven-grade Sword Spirit emitting a faint red light, the towering grandstand was filled with gasps of astonishment at Ye Chenfeng's cultivation of Sword Dao.
"Cosmos Sword Array, Cosmos Strike!"
Ye Chenfeng controlled the Heaven-grade Sword Spirit to fuse into the Cosmos Sword Array, amplifying its offensive power, and transforming it into a ten-meter long giant sword with powerful Dao Intent that slashed towards Mo Yichen.
As the Cosmos Sword Array slashed towards Ye Chenfeng, Mo Yichen's body surged with a terrifying murderous aura. Holding the Traceless Devil Blade in his hand, he slashed forward, relying on his powerful offensive power to break apart the Cosmos Sword Array, and neutralize Ye Chenfeng's attack.
"Your offensive power is not bad, but you're still far from being able to defeat me!" Mo Yichen roared, "Now, it's my turn to attack."
Saying this, he deduced the Ancestral Slaughtering Skill to the extreme, condensing two more murderous halos, and continued to amplify his battle strength. Holding the Traceless Devil Blade in his hand, he fiercely attacked Ye Chenfeng.
Mo Yichen's forte was offense, and with the amplification of the three murderous halos, his offensive power had reached an extremely terrifying level.
With a slash of his blade, the space was torn apart, and the terrifying blade light was like a waterfall falling from the sky, again and again, slashing apart the Cosmos Sword Array, and fiercely attacking Ye Chenfeng, completely suppressing his offensive, and forcing him to retreat step by step.
"Big Brother, I said that Ye Chenfeng is just an embroidered pillow, he's definitely not Mo Yichen's opponent!" Ye Chenfeng, who was forced to the edge of the stage by Mo Yichen's ferocious attacks, was about to lose the match, showed a relieved smile.
But just as his voice fell, Ye Chenfeng decisively fused the Divine Blood Bead and Chaos Element Bead, and instantly raised his strength to One-star Dao God Realm.
In the next moment, he summoned the Demon Sealing Sword engraved with one hundred ancestral runes, and slashed towards Mo Yichen with a heaven-splitting momentum.
When the Demon Sealing Sword and Traceless Devil Saber collided, the invincible sword intent from the Demon Sealing Sword forcibly shattered Traceless Devil Saber's attack. The terrifying power forced Mo Yichen to take three steps back.
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