The Holy Land Crisis
"Nan Ruofeng, do you think that I won't be able to deal with you without the Great Sovereign Sword Art? I've already told you that even ants can overturn the heavens. The wrath of an ant can seal the heavens!"
Heaven-Sealing Sword!
Boom! Ye Fei's aura changed. His entire body was covered with a soaring sword intent. Finally, the sword intent turned into a terrifying sword light and slashed forward.
The entire area was sealed in an instant. Nan Ruofeng, who was in the middle of the seal, suddenly realized that the power of his attack was decreasing rapidly.
This was the most terrifying part of the Heaven-Sealing Sword. It originated from the Great Emperor's Sword Art, the Heaven-Burying Move. Although it was not like the Demon Emperor who had comprehended it and created a path to become a Martial Emperor, it had allowed the first Taixuan Sacred Master to become an Invincible Martial Sage.
At the same time, the Heaven-Sealing Sword's greatest use was not to attack or defend. It only had one use, which was to continuously weaken the opponent.
It could weaken the opponent's attack and defense, and even weaken the opponent's True Essence and Spiritual Soul! Unless Nan Ruofeng's strength was strong enough to break the seal, Nan Ruofeng could only watch helplessly as his attack power was continuously weakened by the Heaven-Sealing Sword.
Fourth Level Martial King, Third Level Martial King, Second Level Martial King, First Level Martial King!
"How is this possible? My strength is decreasing rapidly. Apart from the Great Emperor's Sword, you also have such a terrifying Sword Art. What kind of sword is that?" Nan Ruofeng was shocked.
"The sword that will kill you!"
Ye Fei smiled coldly. The moment Nan Ruofeng's strength was suppressed to the First Level Martial King, Ye Fei moved. Although he could not use the Great Emperor's Sword Art again, Ye Fei still had the Slaughter Fist Intent and the Heavenly Demon Kill, a Sacred Level Martial Skill.
Heavenly Demon Split!
Puff!
Nan Ruofeng spat out a large mouthful of blood. With his attack and defense weakened, he was unable to block Ye Fei's Sky Devil Kill at all. He was smashed by Ye Fei to the point of vomiting blood and flying backwards in an extremely sorry state before falling to the edge of the arena.
If it were not for the restrictions set up by the Martial King Elders, Nan Ruofeng would have fallen further and more miserably. At the same time, Nan Ruofeng's defeat shook the entire Taixuan Holy Land.
How was this possible? The number one genius of the Holy Land, Nan Ruofeng, was actually beaten to the point of vomiting blood by a Holy Land's abandoned disciple?
"Heaven-Sealing Sword! It's actually the strongest Heaven-Sealing Sword of the First Holy Master! Wasn't that sword art mostly lost after the Saint Lord's death, losing its essence? "
Many Elders could not accept this result. They could not believe that Ye Fei could completely execute the Heaven Sealing Sword, the strongest sword technique in the Holy Land!
"Hahaha, lost? You old fogeys, do you really think that my master spent seventy years bitterly cultivating under the sword stele?" Jing Wushou burst into laughter. Today was destined to be the day that Sword Peak could hold its head high.
Seeing the insufferably arrogant Nan Ruofeng being beaten like a dog by Ye Fei, Jing Wushou was even happier than if he had done it himself.
"Not good, Nan Ruofeng is in danger. Hurry up and save him!" Jin Jizi couldn't help but sigh when he saw that Nan Ruofeng was injured.
He understood that Nan Ruofeng no longer had any advantage in front of Ye Fei. Rather than continue to be humiliated in front of everyone, they had to immediately stop this battle and save some face for Nan Ruofeng. After all, Nan Ruofeng was a direct disciple of the Holy Land!
"Ye Fei, hurry up and stop. Nan Ruofeng is the future Holy Master. If you dare to kill him, we will not let you off."
The other Martial King Elders also spoke angrily. However, before they could rush over, a huge sword light had already blocked their path.
"This is a grudge between two juniors. Whoever dares to stop them will be my enemy!" Sword Maniac Elder stood alone and blocked everyone with his sword.
"Sword Maniac, how dare you! No matter how strong your Sword Peak is, Nan Ruofeng is still the Holy Lord's disciple. Ye Fei killed him, and that's the same as angering the Holy Lord! "Without any trace of politeness, Jin Jizi charged toward Sword Maniac Elder.
"Wait until the Holy Master comes out first." Sword Maniac Elder was extraordinarily strong. He raised his stone sword and fought Jin Jizi.
In the arena, Ye Fei slowly looked away. He understood that Sword Maniac Elder was buying time for him to kill Nan Ruofeng. Ye Fei certainly wouldn't be polite. Ye Fei narrowed his eyes and looked at Nan Ruofeng, who had climbed to his feet again. He said coldly, "Nan Ruofeng, the grudge between you and me will be resolved today!"
"Hahahaha!"
Even though he had been defeated, Nan Ruofeng still laughed arrogantly. "Ye Fei, so what if you have defeated me? My trump card is strong enough to scare you to death. Not only can you not kill me, but today, you and the Taixuan Holy Land will be completely destroyed!"
Rumble!
The entire small world of the Taixuan Holy Land shook violently at this moment. Countless terrifying cracks appeared.
Obviously, someone was attacking the small world of the Taixuan Holy Land from the outside, and they were very strong. Ye Fei was shocked and had a bad feeling.
Sword Maniac Elder and the others who were still fighting stopped and looked at the sky above the small world in shock. Suddenly, Frenzied Sword Elder seemed to realize something and shouted, "Not good! The Heavenly Yin Cult is attacking from the outside. Hurry up and activate the protective formation!"
The elders present didn't hesitate and took out many tokens to activate the protective formation of the Taixuan Holy Land. Such a formation could even block the attack of a Martial Saint. This was also the reason why the Heavenly Yin Cult didn't dare to attack the Taixuan Holy Land, even though they knew that the Taixuan Holy Land was weak.
The price they would have to pay would be too great.
When the Heavenly Yin Cult's Lord stepped into the twelfth level of the Martial Saint Realm and Ye Fei's rise, the Heavenly Yin Cult felt angry and uneasy.
Finally, the battle broke out when the Taixuan Holy Land was unprepared. The small world didn't shake for long before it completely collapsed.
The Heavenly Yin Cult's Lord led countless White Bone Envoys, Golden Bone Envoys and Martial Emperors into the small world of the Taixuan Holy Land while laughing wildly.
"HAHAHA, I've waited for so many years. I'm finally here. From now on, the Taixuan Holy Land will no longer exist in the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea. Only the Heavenly Yin Cult will rule the world!"
"Heavens, the Heavenly Yin Cult's Lord is here in person. I heard that he has stepped into the twelfth level of the Martial Saint Realm and has become the Titled Martial Saint, Wu Jun!"
"Why is it so easy for them to break in? Where's our protective formation? Why hasn't it been activated yet?"
Following the arrival of the Heavenly Yin Cult's Lord. The entire Taixuan Holy Land was in chaos, both the elders and the disciples. Nan Ruofeng took the opportunity to escape into the distance.
Ye Fei's eyes glistened as he tried to chase after Nan Ruofeng. Suddenly, a pair of cold eyes fixed onto Ye Fei with a shocking murderous intent.
"So you're Ye Fei, the ant that killed my son, Nangong Long. You even defeated my other son. What kind of fortunate encounter did you encounter? Tell me, and I'll consider leaving your corpse intact!"
"Father, we can't let him go. I must torture this ant to death with my own hands. Otherwise, I won't be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart!" Nan Ruofeng didn't escape to the Taixuan Holy Land's side. Instead, he openly sided with the Heavenly Yin Cult's team.
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