"Ancestral mark, Tian Qingyun actually has such a trump card!"
Seeing Tian Qingyun summon an ancestral mark and defeat Yue Yeming, Ye Chenfeng frowned. He felt pity for Yue Yeming and was even more shocked by Tian Qingyun's background.
Condensing an ancestral mark like this was extremely difficult. Not only did it require a large amount of blood essence from an Ancestral Realm expert, but it also required a long time to refine. More importantly, the failure rate of condensing an ancestral mark into a treasure was extremely high. Very few Ancestral Realm experts were willing to waste time refining an ancestral mark.
"Mo Ling, with your current strength, can you withstand the attack of an ancestral mark?"
Seeing that Tian Qingyun still had an ancestral mark in the ancient scroll, Ye Chenfeng immediately communicated with Mo Ling in the Demon Sealing Sword.
"I can't withstand it!" Mo Ling replied.
"But what if I need you to withstand it, and you have to withstand it? If I can't block it, I might die, and your hopes of reincarnating will also be destroyed! "Ye Chenfeng continued to transmit his voice.
"You brat … Do you think you've got me?!" Mo Ling said angrily.
"Mo Ling, you have to understand that you and I are in the same boat. If something happens to me, you won't be able to escape either. Also, the next two battles are very important to me. Only by becoming the final champion and obtaining the Ancestral Pill and Chaos Stone can I increase my strength and go to the depths of the Star Sea to suppress that almighty Demon Race expert and let you reincarnate in his body!" Ye Chenfeng told Mo Ling about the stakes and asked for his help.
"Sigh, alright. If I don't care about the cost and activate the Demon Sealing Sword's power, I should be able to withstand an ancestral mark. After that, I might need to be weak for a long time to recover!"
Mo Ling placed his hopes of reincarnation on Ye Chenfeng and didn't want anything to happen to him. Helpless, Mo Ling compromised.
"Don't worry, I won't expose you unless I have no other choice!"
With Mo Ling's promise, Ye Chenfeng relaxed and quietly adjusted his breathing, waiting for the semi-finals between himself and Huang Wutian.
"Tian Qingyun, I have lost this battle. However, I did not lose to you, but to your Divine Sky Clan. Sooner or later, I will wash away today's humiliation!"
Yue Yeming put away the Three Lives Youngling Stone and unwillingly glanced at Tian Qing Yun. After leaving behind a few words, he turned around and flew back to the stands.
"Ye Ming, are you alright?"
Seeing Yue Yeming whose clothes were dyed red with blood and who was heavily injured, Ling Yu's heart tightened as she asked in concern.
"Don't worry, the Three Lives Youngling Stone has helped me neutralize most of the ancestral patterns. My body is fine!" Yue Yeming squeezed out a smile.
After saying that, he swallowed a Heaven Piercing Saint Pill and used its majestic medicinal power to heal the injuries caused by the ancestral mark.
"Next, let's begin the second semi-final round!"
After the white-haired old man repaired the cracks around the combat ring, he announced loudly.
"Brother Chengfeng, you can do it! You must defeat that lawless guy!" Ling Yu clenched her fists and encouraged Ye Chenfeng softly.
"Don't worry, he will lose without a doubt!"
Although Huang Wutian had defeated Ling Yu and displayed astonishing combat strength, Ye Chenfeng, who had cultivated his combat body to the 4th Sky, was completely confident that he could defeat Huang Wutian and advance to the finals.
"Brother Ye, you can do it! We will always support you!"
Zhan Shishi and the others also cheered for Ye Chenfeng.
"I'm going!"
Ye Chenfeng nodded at Xia Wendie, Zhan Shishi, and the others. He flew up into the air and jumped down from the skyscraping stands. With a series of ear-piercing sounds, he landed on the combat ring.
"Boom!"
Just as Ye Chenfeng landed on the combat ring, Huang Wutian also flew down. The moment he landed, an unparalleled aura burst out from his body and rushed toward Ye Chenfeng with an earth-shattering force. He wanted to force Ye Chenfeng back and embarrass him.
However, under the impact of Huang Wutian's aura, Ye Chenfeng was as immovable as a rock. He was not affected at all.
"I didn't expect an ant like you to make it to the semifinals. What a surprise!"
Huang Wutian looked at Ye Chenfeng with cold disdain. He did not put him in his eyes at all.
Meeting Huang Wutian's cold gaze, Ye Chenfeng did not get angry and replied indifferently, "I find that you have a lot of nonsense to say!"
"What? You think you can compete with me just because you defeated Mo Yichen? I will let you know the meaning of despair soon!"
Huang Wutian's eyes were cold, and the battle intent in his body grew stronger and stronger.
"I'll be waiting!"
Ye Chenfeng summoned the Demon Sealing Sword and waited for the match to begin in Silence.
With the white-haired old man's command, the second semifinal match began.
"Brat, take my crushing!"
Huang Wutian roared. Holding the Sky Piercer that weighed hundreds of millions of jin, he slashed at Ye Chenfeng with a force that could split heaven and earth.
As the Sky Piercer slashed down, a terrifying force erupted from his body. In an instant, Huang Wutian's body surged with more than 20 billion jin of strength. He swung the Sky Piercer down, and even a mountain would be split in half.
"Nine Transformations!"
Facing Huang Wutian's pure strength attack, Ye Chenfeng did not dodge. Instead, he stimulated the power of his five acupoints and met the attack with the Demon Sealing Sword.
"Bang!"
The two treasures collided, and a deafening sound of collision erupted. Endless sparks flashed in the void, blinding everyone's eyes.
Purely in terms of physical strength, Ye Chenfeng was far inferior to Huang Wutian, who had refined a great success god. However, the Demon Sealing Sword's grade was far above the Heavenly Halberd. With the help of the Demon Sealing Sword's ancestral markings, Ye Chenfeng forcibly blocked Huang Wutian's attack and forced him back to the Heavenly Halberd.
"What? That Ye Chenfeng actually relied on pure strength to resist Huang Wutian's attack?!"
"Heavens! That Ye Chenfeng's physical body is actually so strong!"
Huang Wutian was known as the number one in this Hundred Battles Conference. Even Tian Qingyun's body was not as strong as his. However, in terms of physical strength, Ye Chenfeng did not show any weakness. This caused many people to cry out in surprise.
After a head-on clash, Ye Chenfeng and Huang Wutian moved at the same time. The two once again erupted with billions of jin of strength, waving their respective treasures to fight.
"Dong Dong Dong!"
When the two of them fought fiercely, it was as if a terrifying divine bell had appeared in the entire martial arena, and it resounded with a deafening sound of explosion.
"Godfiend Tyrant Body!"
Unable to suppress Ye Chenfeng, Huang Wutian gradually lost his patience and stimulated the power of his bloodline, transforming into the strongest Godfiend Tyrant Body of the Imperial Sky Clan. He forcibly raised his strength to 15 billion jin, completely suppressing Ye Chenfeng.
"Let's see how many of my halberd attacks you can block!"
Huang Wutian's strength rose rapidly like an erupting volcano. He continued to attack with his halberd. Ferocious halberd images tore through the void like falling mountains, suppressing Ye Chenfeng's attacks and forcing him to retreat step by step.
"Grandmist bloodline, ignite!"
With his attacks suppressed and his arms injured by the increasingly ferocious halberd images, Ye Chenfeng decisively ignited his grandmist bloodline, instantly increasing his strength by three times, reaching nearly 60 billion jin of strength, completely suppressing Huang Wutian.
"Boom!"
The Demon Sealing Sword and halberd clashed, instantly erupting with nearly 60 billion jin of strength, pouring into Huang Wutian's body through the halberd. His arms were numb, and large amounts of blood seeped out from between his thumb and forefinger.
"What!"
Huang Wutian, who had lost control of his body, opened his eyes wide. He could not believe that Ye Chenfeng could actually suppress him in terms of strength.
After forcing Huang Wutian back with one strike, Ye Chenfeng followed up with another attack. He continuously unleashed his strongest strength, fiercely slashing at Huang Wutian with the Demon Sealing Sword.
At this time, Ye Chenfeng's attacks were like rolling waves, each stronger than the previous. The ferocious attacks completely suppressed Huang Wutian, forcing him to retreat step by step.
"F * ck! This Ye Chenfeng actually used his strength to suppress Huang Wutian! Isn't his strength a little too abnormal?!"
"Amazing. In just a month, Ye Chenfeng is even more powerful than when he was fighting Mo Yichen. It's really unimaginable!"
Seeing Ye Chenfeng continuously unleashing ferocious attacks to suppress Huang Wutian, the spectators gasped. They were shocked by Ye Chenfeng's astonishing strength.
"Desolate Stone, fuse!"
Seeing that Huang Wutian was forced to the edge of the arena by Ye Chenfeng's ferocious attacks, he decisively fused with the Desolate Stone, forcibly raising his cultivation level to Two-star Heavenly God and his strength to 60 billion jin of strength.
"I'll take your life!"
Huang Wutian was furious. He roared, suppressed his roiling blood, and erupted with 60 billion jin of strength. He swung the Sky Piercer Halberd fiercely at Ye Chenfeng. The halberd shattered the layers of sword shadows and blocked Ye Chenfeng's ferocious attacks.
"You're angry just because of this? You're too petty!"
Although Huang Wutian's battle prowess had soared more than ten times, Ye Chenfeng did not show a trace of panic on his face.
He instantly fused with the Divine Blood Pearl and the Chaos Elemental Pearl, raising his strength to the pinnacle of One-star Dao Gods. He continued to attack Huang Wutian with the Demon Sealing Sword in his hand.
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