Chapter 483 The absolute dominance of the Supreme Martial Arts! 【1 update】


    “Boom-”


    Above the clouds, the thunder sounds still linger.


    In the dark sky, the dark purple lightning was still densely covered with huge nets.


    The rain fell and flowed wildly, as if it had reached the end of the swaying world.


    The man could not see Yan Tingfeng''s face, but judging from his appearance, he should be an extremely young man.


    But for those of them who have practiced magic, their appearance is the most false.


    Because as long as they want, they can use magic to transform into a new face and change their appearance.


    "Who are you?" the man held his hands tightly, "Today''s affairs have nothing to do with you. China is destined to be in disaster, and we are just going to go ahead!"


    The future of China is difficult to observe, but the only thing that can be confirmed is that China will inevitably have a great disaster.


    Since China will sooner or later, what''s wrong with them taking action earlier?


    Yan Tingfeng looked indifferent: "The dying person doesn''t need to know too much."


    "Your Excellency is such a big tone!" The man laughed angrily, "In this way, I want to ask you for advice!"


    “Buzz—”


    The man opened his hand and quickly pinched the trick, and the fire flashed instantly.


    Of course, all this he did was just a fancy move in the eyes of the Supreme Martial Arts who had reached the top in the past.


    “Chi—!”


    The sound of flesh and blood tearing was buried by the sound of heavy rain, but the pain became more and more intense.


    The man lowered his head in disbelief, his eyes widened, looking at the slender, well-chondrilateral hand that pierced his chest.


    The hand pinched his heart, and the cold cold swept across his body.


    He was trembling all over his body, and the pain swallowed his mind.


    This young man... actually ignored his magic and directly attacked his body!


    How is this possible? !


    He couldn''t even see clearly when the other party appeared in front of him!


    For the magician, when casting the magic, the physical body is extremely fragile.


    Yan Tingfeng took his life in one move.


    This proves that the other party not only practiced Beiming magic, but also cared with powerful martial arts!


    "You, you..." The man''s eyes widened even louder, and his voice intermittently said, "Devil...Devil! You-"


    The breath did not come up, and the sound broke.


    But what is the difference between such behavior and those evil people in the world in the past?


    Yan Tingfeng''s eyebrows and eyes remained unchanged, and he withdrew his hand.


    Without support, the man''s body quickly fell from the sky.


    "Give up your body and want to leave?" Yan Tingfeng carried his hands on his back, his tone was cool, "But I didn''t let you go."


    He raised his hand again, and suddenly, the air twisted.


    A phantom appeared in front of Yan Tingfeng''s eyes, exactly the same as the person before!


    soul!


    For those who are wizarding, the highest level of cultivation is that the soul can completely escape from the body and be free and free in the world.


    The man practiced for a long time, for fifty or sixty years, but he only achieved a few days of life that could allow his soul to survive without his body.


    He originally wanted to escape from here immediately and return to the Principality of Nanming and find a corpse to practice again, so it would be better to hold on here.


    But he was still discovered!


    What level of Beiming magic is this? !


    It has reached an incredible level!


    This is the strength of the leader of the Beiming Sect, Xingyun, three hundred years ago?


    The man was convinced as quickly as possible that Yan Tingfeng would have to live for a long time.


    "You, you..." The man''s soul was gradually becoming transparent, and he roared angrily, "Who is it? Who are you? Hahahahaha I understand, you are Xingyun, you must be! You were not dead at all!"


    Yan Tingfeng turned a blind eye and watched coldly as the soul in front of him completely disappeared.


    “Puff—!”


    A mouthful of blood was spurted out, but it was quickly taken away by heavy rain.


    Yan Tingfeng''s face was pale and his face was bloodless.


    He frowned slightly, and wiped away the blood from his lips with a cold expression.


    It seems that his body is indeed almost at its peak.


    After all, he used himself as his array eye to mobilize the power of heaven and earth and built a natural barrier to force the enemy to retreat.


    If it were Fei Rong Shi, he kept his body frozen in time, and as soon as the power of heaven and earth penetrated him, his body would have long been broken into powder and dissipated with the wind.


    The sacrificial Gu encroached on his flesh and blood, ensuring that he could continue to have more life span.


    But if the body cannot withstand too much power, then no matter how long the life span is, it will be useless.


    His internal strength is indeed powerful, but his body limits him to use it.


    Yan Tingfeng''s eyelashes drooped, looking at his cracked hands, and sneered: "What a waste..."


    But there are still many things that have not been completed, and he must not fall here. Death is not terrible to him.


    But even if he wants to die, he will die worthy.


    **


    In the Donghuang City, ships were sailing in the storm and rain.


    "Fortunately, Miss Ye is here, otherwise we wouldn''t be able to leave here smoothly today." Seeing the city gate getting closer and closer, the director said while wiping his sweat.


    The captain finally recovered and couldn''t help asking: "What material is this ship...made of this ship, which won''t be shattered by heavy rain?"


    Ye Wanlan shook his head and said nothing.


    Her eyes looked at the sky with a deep look, but some bad premonition in her heart became more and more prosperous.


    It''s like reflecting what she thinks in her heart—


    “Crash!”


    The heavy rain actually gathered into a stream, falling straight from the sky.


    With a "boom", the stern of the boat was smashed!


    The ship also shaking violently, screams one after another.


    Ye Wanlan raised his head suddenly and flew to the front of the ship.


    Her hand pressed on the deck, once again attaching the new Penglai power to it.


    But the heavy rain obviously has a tendency to not break the ship without weakening, and the power of magic will always be exhausted.


    If the people behind the scenes find them, they must first get rid of the people behind the scenes!


    Ye Wanlan raised his head suddenly, and in the darkness, she vaguely saw a figure.


    “Chalala—”


    “Buzz!”


    The offensive of wind and rain became stronger at this moment, making it difficult for the ship to move.


    "Let''s go!" Ye Wanlan drew a long sword from the guqin bag behind him, "Don''t worry about me, after I leave, this ship can send you out of the city safely!"


    After saying that, she actually walked directly outside the boat and rushed into the heavy rain.


    The director was shocked: "Miss Ye!"


    The team leader stared blankly as the girl''s figure was flooded by the torrential rain: "That, that..."


    That piano bag is not containing the guqin, but it is actually a weapon? !


    **


    "A little girl..." The old man narrowed his eyes and said to himself, "Can he be a disciple of Penglai Temple?"


    Of course, they did not have the courage to go directly to China, so they could only plan for many years to cause trouble on the border of the Eastern Wilderness.


    Now that Donghuang City is under their control, what''s the harm that the disciples of Penglai Temple are dying here?


    The old man waved his hand, and the thunder that had been hovering for a long time fell!


    “Boom-!”


    The crazy thunder exploded directly on Ye Wanlan''s body, and in an instant, blood was already overflowing from her lips.


    But she did not stop and continued to walk towards the old man.


    "Your Highness, Princess, you are injured!" Qing Yunpei was so anxious that he turned around, "The other party is too strong, you are young, and your cultivation is too short. If this continues, something will happen!"


    As the first antique found by Ye Wanlan, Qing Yunpei also accompanied her for several months, and naturally heard her say that her body had been occupied for four years.


    In those four years, Ye Wanlan''s internal strength once retreated to the origin.


    In just one year, she practiced martial arts again, although she had far surpassed her peers.


    But in such a short time, how can I compare with an old man who has practiced evil Taoism for decades?


    "Where is Linyuan?" Yuluan Hair was also anxious, "Why didn''t he come at such a critical moment? Any magic can be broken by Linyuan!"


    "I asked my senior brother to help me find the King of Yan Sword. Even if he knows it in a short time, he will not be able to come back." Ye Wanlan shook his head slightly and said in a faint voice, "What''s more, his condition is very strange. The move he used in Fengyuan City at that time was not his power, but the energy remaining from the Sword Saint Sword. If he really appeared at this moment, I was also worried that he would be hurt by the other party."


    Xie Linyuan was indeed dead after all, and his body was shattered the moment he cast the unity of human sword.


    Internal strength eventually comes from the dantian. Once the physical body is destroyed, the cultivation will naturally no longer exist.


    The reason why the psychic master was able to quickly break the formation at that time was because the sword saint had the energy left in the past.


    Now, this energy has completely dissipated.


    Qingyun Pei was so anxious that he was overwhelmed: "What should I do?"


    In just a short period of time, Ye Wanlan has been attacked several times.


    "Penglai magic...hum!" The old man looked contemptuous, "How can such a low power of Penglai be fought against me!"


    Penglai magic is already weaker than Beiming magic in terms of attack power, destructiveness and destructiveness.


    The magic practiced by these wizards was left by the martial arts leader before the master of Shenxiao Tower.


    The leader of the martial arts world also practiced Beiming magic, but because he was obsessed with the insult, his magic was not pure.


    Unless it is the orthodox Beiming magic or the ultimate martial arts power, you can''t do anything to them!


    Ye Wanlan slowly wiped away the blood from his lips and said coldly: "Come again."


    Good morning~~


    ??(This chapter ends)