"Mo Yichen was forced back. Ye Chenfeng was indeed hiding his strength!"
"Interesting. I thought it would be a one-sided battle. I didn't expect Ye Chenfeng to have such ability!"
Seeing Mo Yichen being forced back by Ye Chenfeng's sword, the spectators were shocked. As for Xia Wendie and Ling Yu, they felt relieved.
"How, how is this possible? How could that little bastard force back Mo Yichen at the last moment?" The smile on Tian Wufa's face froze. He couldn't believe what had just happened.
"Wufa, let me test your eyesight. Through your observation, what grade do you think the sword in Ye Chenfeng's hand is?"
Tian Qingyun's eyes glowed as he stared at the Demon Sealing Sword that was engraved with the ancestral runes of reproduction.
"Could it be a mid-grade Transcendent Saint Artifact?" Tian Wufa carefully observed and felt that the Demon Sealing Sword was extraordinary.
"If I'm not wrong, his sword is engraved with ancestral runes. I'm afraid its grade has surpassed mid-grade Transcendent Saint Artifact and reached high-grade Transcendent Saint Artifact!" Tian Qingyun said.
"High-grade Transcendent Saint Artifact … That's impossible!"
High-grade Transcendent Saint Artifacts were extremely precious in the Void God World. They were all in the hands of great figures of various races. Juniors like them simply couldn't possess them.
"This Ye Chenfeng isn't simple. Maybe he came from the Void God World like us!" Tian Qingyun stared at Ye Chenfeng and felt that he was becoming more and more mysterious.
"But if he came from the Void God World, why haven't we seen him before?" Tian Wufa doubtfully asked.
"The Void God World is too big. There are too many hidden experts. Maybe this Ye Chenfeng is a disciple of a rogue cultivator from the Void God World!" Tian Qingyun pondered for a moment and guessed Ye Chenfeng's identity.
While the two brothers were talking, Mo Yichen and Ye Chenfeng were like two bright meteors that collided once again. In the sky above the stage, fiery sparks surged out.
In this attack, Mo Yichen activated the three killing halos to the extreme. His attack power soared several times, but it was still blocked by Ye Chenfeng's Demon Sealing Sword.
"Sword of the Ethereal Great Dao!"
After blocking Mo Yichen's killing move, Ye Chenfeng followed up with another attack. Four heaven-grade dao diagrams appeared around him. With a slash of his sword, the four dao diagrams entered the Devil Sealing Sword, transforming into an invincible Sword Dao that shattered the void and slashed towards Mo Yichen.
When Mo Yichen relied on his absolute attack to forcefully break through the Misty Sword of the Great Dao, Ye Chenfeng's entire body suddenly increased in speed. His entire person turned into a matchless sword light that pierced towards Mo Yichen's throat.
When Mo Yichen blocked Ye Chenfeng's attack with his Traceless Demonic Saber, a force of over ten billion jin erupted. It passed through the Traceless Heavy Saber and into his arms, causing his arms to go numb and he was forced to take a step back.
"Heaven class sword soul, slash!"
After repelling Mo Yichen, Ye Chenfeng's attack didn't slow down. He raised his attack power to the extreme and fiercely attacked Mo Yichen. The tide-like attacks suppressed Mo Yichen for a short period of time.
The Devil Race was known for their slaughter. There were even rumors that Mo Yichen's attack power was above Tian Qingyun's. But now, Ye Chenfeng relied on his absolute attack power to suppress Mo Yichen. This shocking scene stunned the audience in the stands, causing them to constantly cry out in surprise.
"Cosmos Sword Formation, Cosmos Strike!"
While Mo Yichen was constantly deducing the Ancestral Art of Slaughter to dissolve Ye Chenfeng's tide-like attacks, the Cosmos Sword Formation floating above Ye Chenfeng's head once again fused together, turning into an invincible Cosmos Sword that slashed towards him with a heaven-splitting momentum.
"Boom!"
The space above Mo Yichen's head violently trembled as a large number of cracks appeared above his head. A terrifying power crazily attacked Mo Yichen's body, forcing him to take three steps back. His blood and Qi roiled.
"Ye Chenfeng, I've underestimated you. Looks like you're worthy of me using my trump card to deal with you!"
Mo Yichen forcibly suppressed the blood that was about to burst out of his mouth. He no longer dared to hold back and used his trump card to increase his strength.
"Slaughter Bead, fuse!"
With a thought, Mo Yichen fused with the Slaughter Bead, a Middle-grade Transcendent Saint Treasure, rapidly increasing his strength.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Yichen's strength surpassed that of a One-star Demon God and reached the peak of the Two-star Demon God Realm. The three halos of slaughter became even more terrifying, dyeing the void black.
"Die!"
Mo Yichen roared and slashed towards Ye Chenfeng with shocking Devil Qi, wanting to kill him in one go.
"Primordial Bloodline, ignite!"
Mo Yichen used his trump card. Ye Chenfeng also ignited his powerful Primordial Bloodline in an instant, forcibly raising his strength to that of a Two-star Dao God and holding the Demon Sealing Sword to meet Mo Yichen's attack head-on.
"Boom!"
The two of them met head-on and were once again evenly matched. Neither of them could do anything to the other.
"Hmm, how could this be?"
Mo Yichen thought that by using his trump card, he would be able to turn the tide and defeat Ye Chenfeng with an overwhelming advantage. However, after meeting Ye Chenfeng's attack head-on, he found that Ye Chenfeng's strength was not weaker than his. This made him shocked at Ye Chenfeng's foundation.
"Mo Yichen, I heard that you're good at attacking. Let's compete and see whose attack is more terrifying!"
Ye Chenfeng controlled the Heaven-grade Sword Soul and fused it into the Demon Sealing Sword, forcibly activating the hundred ancestral runes in the Demon Sealing Sword.
Then, he deduced the four Heaven-grade dao diagrams to the extreme and attacked Mo Yichen with all his might with the Demon Sealing Sword.
"No way. Do you think Mo Yichen will win now?"
Tian Qingyun looked at the two of them fighting fiercely and revealed a strange smile.
"This, this, how could that little bastard's foundation be so deep?!"
Tian Qingyun couldn't accept that Ye Chenfeng hadn't even used his full strength when defeating him. He felt an intense sense of humiliation.
"As I said, Ye Chenfeng didn't just rely on luck to suppress all of us. His strength can't be underestimated!" Tian Qingyun slowly said, "However, that Mo Yichen isn't simple either. If he uses the most powerful attack inheritance of the Ancestral Massacre Art, even I will have a headache."
Just as Ye Chenfeng and Mo Yichen were fighting fast and strong, Mo Yichen flew up and fused with the Traceless Devil Saber. Activating the strongest killing dao, he slashed at Ye Chenfeng like a terrifying spatial fissure.
"True Dragon Transformation!"
Mo Yichen and his weapon became one as they tore through space. Ye Chenfeng pushed his strength to the limit, erupting with nearly forty billion jin of strength. He turned into a blood-red dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, releasing an awe-inspiring dragon roar as it met the attack.
"Dragon, could this Ye Chenfeng be from the Dragon Clan?!"
Seeing Ye Chenfeng turn into a blood-red dragon and meet Mo Yichen's attack, many people were so shocked that they stood up.
"How is this possible? The Dragon Clan sealed off the Dragon World because of internal strife. How could a Dragon Clan genius participate in the Hundred Battles Martial Assembly?!" Tian Qingyun's eyes widened, and his handsome face revealed a look of disbelief.
Tian Qingyun's brows also furrowed, as if he was thinking of something.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Deafening sounds of explosions rang out incessantly.
Ye Chenfeng's blood-red dragon and Mo Yichen's demonic saber clashed fiercely in the air above the martial stage. The terrifying power formed an endless storm that swept through the sky, causing space to become chaotic. The terrifying power instantly shattered the two layers of defensive seals.
After about ten breaths of time, Ye Chenfeng's blood-red dragon and Mo Yichen's demonic saber shattered at the same time. The two of them were like kites with their strings cut as they fell from the sky and smashed into the martial stage. They were evenly matched.
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