The Sand King is sad
The sandstorm raged, and the war hammer rumbled.
The Sand King's Qi and blood were like dragons, roaring ferociously. Finally, they merged into a bloody war hammer that crushed the ground and came crashing down on Ye Fei.
Boom! Boom!
Many martial artists felt the ground near the desert tremble. Shocking cracks appeared on the ground. Sand King's strength was beyond their imagination.
Even Lin Tianjiao and Song Yu frowned when they felt the Sand King's attack. Shentu Ming, who was hidden in the crowd, wanted to scream. He couldn't wait for the Sand King to smash Ye Fei into pieces.
However, Shen Tuming's expectations were destined to be disappointed.
"Another Heavenly Demon Strike? Sand King, other than this move, don't you have any other powerful moves? No wonder you haven't broken through Wu Jun at such an old age. "Ye Fei sneered sarcastically.
This also hit the Sand King where it hurt the most. Back then, the six great geniuses and the four Nation Lords had all stepped into the Titled Martial Artist realm. Wu Jun, Zhao Wudi had fallen halfway, leaving the Sand King alone. All these years, he had been stuck at the Unrivaled Martial King realm, unable to truly touch the Sage Ruler realm. It was so embarrassing.
Now that Ye Fei had taken the initiative to mention it, the Sand King was so angry that he lost his mind. He roared, "Fine, fine, fine. Junior, this old man will now show you our Sand King's strongest attack, the Heavenly Demon's Triple Strike!"
Boom!
Before the huge war hammer could fall, two more terrifying hammer shadows fused together with the first hammer shadow, forming a threefold attack that fell like lightning.
Instantly, a dark cloud of death enveloped Ye Fei's heart. But not only was he not afraid, his face was filled with battle intent. This was the Sand King's strongest attack. If this was the case, then it was nothing.
"Heaven-Sealing Sword, weaken!"
Shua!
The Green Demon Sword in his hand began to howl. The resplendent golden light was like a green pillar of light that soared into the sky.
The Sand King, who was attacking, suddenly realized that his warhammer seemed to have hit a quagmire. It was difficult to pull it out, and it was extremely difficult to smash it down.
Even though the Sand King was a vicious and merciless person, his face instantly flushed red with shame. He was a prodigy of the older generation after all. In the end, he was forced into a corner by Ye Fei's sword in front of everyone.
Sensing the strange gazes of the martial artists around him, Sand King was so angry that black smoke came out of his nostrils. He suddenly roared, "Junior, this old man will fight it out with you!"
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Three mouthfuls of blood essence turned into blood-colored aura dragons and fused into the war hammer. Surprisingly, it managed to break through the weakening effect of the Heaven-Sealing Sword and continued forward.
"Sky Destroyer Sword, Heaven Burial Style!"
Boom!
When Ye Fei saw that the Heaven-Sealing Sword couldn't hold on any longer, he changed his move. He suddenly executed the Heaven's Burial Move, once again imprisoning the descending war hammer.
At the same time, a blazing green flame suddenly appeared on the tip of the green sword. Ye Fei grabbed it and slashed forward with all his might.
"Annihilation Sword, Burning the Heavens!"
Whoosh!
The flames burned half the sky and enveloped the Sand King's war hammer. After being continuously weakened by the Heaven-Sealing Sword and Heaven's Burial Move, the war hammer's power had been weakened by more than seventy percent.
The remaining thirty percent was unable to withstand the Burning the Heavens' attack. The war hammer let out a wail and suddenly exploded into fragments that scattered in all directions.
"The Sand King's Divine Weapon Embryo has been destroyed!"
"Tsk, dual Martial Will is so terrifying. Even if the North Sea Sword King's battle prowess isn't comparable to Fu Renjie's, he's definitely on par with Song Yu and Lin Tianjiao."
Many of the martial artists present looked at Ye Fei with reverence. Even though part of Ye Fei's battle prowess was boosted by the Divine Weapon Embryo, Ye Fei's own strength still shocked many martial artists.
At the very least, Song Zhong didn't dare to say a word when he looked at Ye Fei. Shen Tuming, who was hidden in the crowd, also kept his mouth shut. He only stared nervously at the Sand King in the sky.
However, he didn't know that the Sand King was even more nervous than Shen Tuming. He couldn't defeat Ye Fei even with his war hammer. Now that his war hammer had been destroyed, the Sand King's forehead broke out in cold sweat.
"How can this be? It's only been three months. How can this brat become so strong? Damn it, I can't accept this!"
The Sand King roared angrily. His expression gradually turned gloomy. Seeing that his war hammer had been destroyed, if he continued fighting, he might even be killed by Ye Fei. The Sand King was finally afraid.
"Despicable brat, I'll spare your life for today. When I recover from my injuries, I'll kill you again!" The Sand King said fiercely. His face was burning hot, as though he had been slapped. He turned around and fled in a sorry state. Many martialists were dumbfounded.
The famous older generation of prodigies had been so arrogant at the start. Many people had been looking forward to seeing what would happen. However, in the end, he had fled in a panic. He didn't even care about the reputation of the older generation of prodigies. What a disgrace.
"That despicable Sand King. Why did that old man run away?" Song Zhong's face was full of despair. He held his swollen face that had been slapped by Ye Fei and wanted to cry.
"Oh my God, even the Sand King wasn't a match for Ye Fei. I actually wanted to compete with him for the fifth position and even set him up in the desert … If he finds out about this …" Shen Tuming didn't dare to continue thinking about it.
He didn't even dare to look at Ye Fei. He quickly lowered his head and blended into the crowd.
Compared to the ugly looks on the faces of the Beiyuan Nation's martialists, all the Beiyang Nation martialists cheered when they saw that the Sand King had been defeated by Ye Fei.
In the past, the Beiyang Nation had always been the weakest of the four nations. When they left their nation, they would often be looked down upon and bullied by martialists from other nations.
However, things were different now. They had Ye Fei and the North Sea Sword Monarch, who was comparable to a prodigy. Everyone, from the Fourth Prince Zhu Zhen to the ordinary Beiyang Nation martialists, felt elated.
Luo Xi even helped to add to the fun. He deliberately asked Jing Wushou loudly in front of the Beiyuan Nation martialists, "Senior Brother Jing, Brother Fei has already defeated the Sand King. Can we still drink this wine?"
"Ha ha! The enemy has already been defeated. The wine is still warm! If Junior Brother Ye wants it, you can drink it whenever you want! "Jing Wushou laughed heartily. However, his laughter made many martialists' hearts skip a beat.
The wine was still warm, but the Sand King had already been defeated. What kind of terrifying combat power was this? Even Lin Tianjiao's gaze towards Ye Fei changed from indifference to fear, let alone the ordinary martialists.
"It's only been three years. He has actually grown to this extent and even comprehended two Martial Wills?" Lin Tianjiao was very surprised. No one knew Ye Fei's background better than he did.
Lin Tianjiao still remembered the first time he had met Ye Fei three years ago. At that time, not just Ye Fei, but all the martialists in the Beiyang Nation had been pitifully weak in Lin Tianjiao's eyes. If not for the Beiyang Monarch's repeated pleas, Lin Tianjiao would not have bothered to make a move on Ye Fei.
This was because in Lin Tianjiao's eyes, he and Ye Fei were people from two different worlds. If not for the fact that Ye Fei had used the Killer Thearch Realm Empty Fist at the end, even someone as conceited as him would not have been able to counter it, Lin Tianjiao would not have even remembered Ye Fei's existence.
However, after three years of consolidation, Ye Fei had actually managed to catch up to these elite martialists?
"The Beiyang Nation is indeed not to be underestimated. I did not expect Ye Fei to become so strong. Looks like this year's Battle of Legacy is going to be interesting." Lin Tianjiao suddenly laughed.
When he heard this, Song Yu sneered disdainfully. "There's no need to wait until the Battle of Legacy. Ye Fei, come out now and let's fight!"
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