Almighty Conceited Sovereign

Ye Chenxing waved her hand and made a smile as if she was watching a show. To him, this was the first time she had come to Celestial Desolate Domain, and it was just a small interlude. Although this small interlude did not make him happy, it was still enough to make him happy with the beauties around him.    

The beautiful women by his side were really interested in this show, especially when Ye Chenxing gave the order, a warrior immediately rode his horse towards him.    

The hot wind horse moved swiftly like a blazing red cloud, like a scarlet whirlwind of wind, it arrived before Fang Shaobai in a blink of an eye. Squeak, a bright light streaked across the night sky, and a curved blade that was flickering with a cold light cut through the air and cut the air and cut the moon, cutting the air waves into two sides and causing them to roll, the sound was like thunder, resonating with a deafening sound.    

Fang Shaobai was furious, the other party's tyranny was not just a normal one, it was something she had never seen before. However, he was not an ant that was casually killed by other people, he made her move without any hesitation, completely ignoring the Martial King's blade aura that was slashed by the opponent through the curved blade.    

A punch was fired out!    

The Power of Creation threw out a grey fist print into the sky. The palm strike furiously flew towards the scimitar like the fist of a god. It seemed to have the power to shake the mountains as it furiously smashed towards the scimitar.    

Hm?    

It was only a second stage Wu Zong, but what kind of power was this?    

Ye Chenxing's face changed. Even though he was arrogant and tyrannical, she was definitely not an ignorant, shallow second generation ancestor. He definitely had the ability of discernment, and it was not something normal people her age could compare to.    

With his eyesight, he was able to see through Fang Shaobai's cultivation the instant he made his move. The two stages of Wu Zong were the shallow levels of the two stages of Wu Zong, but the power emitted from Fang Shaobai's fist, for some reason, made his heart palpitate with fear. That was not the aura of a martial artist's spirit, but a type of power that possessed special powers.    

Is this person not a human?    

A flash of confusion appeared in Ye Chenxing's eyes, as all sorts of memories quickly flashed through her mind.    

The combat prowess of this world was not limited to just warriors. There were also foreign races like the 36 ancient clans. These foreign races did not cultivate elemental energy like normal warriors, but they did not lose out to warriors in terms of might and might.    

In Ye Chenxing's memory, amongst all the different races, she couldn't find any one with a similar strength as the one in front of him.    

Weird!    

Bang!    

Fang Shaobai was still standing on the Jade Crown Flying Luan's body, her figure was like a mountain, unable to move at all. However, the Martial King on top of the hot wind horse was knocked out of its saddle by the huge impact, his body was like a grass prawn bowing and bouncing up ten meters, only then did she manage to control his body.    

What?    

Ye Chenxing was stunned.    

The group of people who were sitting on the hot wind horse and carried cold and disdainful expressions all narrowed their eyes.    

What kind of joke was this?    

A practitioner who was clearly only at the second level of Wu Zong actually managed to face Martial King head on and even forced him to retreat? How was this possible?    

Even if he underestimated his opponent, even if he wasn't completely prepared, it was still impossible for him to be like this, not to mention that this was the Moon Break Legion of the Ye Family, who had made an impressive achievement on the battlefield. A Battle-King who crawled out from a pile of dead people would either not move, or he would definitely kill the enemy the moment he moved.    

No matter if you were a small Martial Disciple or a Martial King, as long as you were an enemy, the Battle King on the battlefield, no matter if you were a small Martial Disciple or a Martial King, would always kill you.    

Fang Shaobai was also very surprised. Through this clash of force, he could clearly feel her opponent's straightforward killing intent, it was truly a slash of the curved blade. The Rushing Thunder Lightning Flash, focused on killing.    

Such a crisp and clean martial skill was not like an ordinary martial skill that talked about profound changes and close to the evolution of the great Dao of heaven and earth.    

However, this kind of martial skill was definitely not as easy as it seemed on the surface. In fact, when they clashed in a single blow, Fang Shaobai had already felt the ruthless killing power of the scimitar entering his body.    

It was fortunate that his power was not the normal warrior's elemental energy but the power of Creation. Just the words "Creation" had a boundless charm and contained an endless miracle, it was the mysterious power of Creation that was able to absorb the energy that had surged into his body and neutralize the destructive force, allowing Fang Shaobai to survive this tribulation.    

If someone else came over, he would be cut into pieces by the other party.    

"This is not an ordinary Martial King, this is a Martial King that started a massacre on the battlefield." Fang Shaobai made his judgement in his heart, and did not dare to underestimate the other party anymore. He extended his hand and grabbed, the Ancient Mystic Soldiers in his hand, the sharp sword tip in his hand.    

A Martial King who was nurtured and nurtured with the sect's great amounts of resources, holding onto the sect's various high level techniques and pills, and meditated and comprehended from closed-door training would perhaps be even more comprehensive and knowledgeable in the martial way than those who had grown up on the battlefield. If one was to ask about the realm and pursue the mysteries of the world, then it would also mean that the Martial King s who were born in a large clan would be more knowledgeable in it.    

However, in terms of actual life-and-death combat strength, Martial King s of great origins could definitely not be compared to Martial King s that were slashed by blades during battle. If they were to only kill or not fight, Martial King s that had grown up on the battlefield would be able to kill off a handful of ordinary Martial King s of the same level!    

Yes, a pinch.    

It was not an exaggeration to say that Martial King who had not gone through a large number of life and death battles were like a blade of grass in front of the Martial King who had relied on the reaping of human lives to protect herself.    

Whether it was courage or willpower, such a person was extraordinary.    

Fang Shaobai felt that she was inferior in this aspect, under the situation where he could not do anything else, he did not dare to fight with her bare hands, since his life was her, she had no choice but to cherish it.    

Kill!    

Fang Shaobai rose into the air, and took the initiative to slash a few times, releasing a ray of sword light from the broken gold sword, releasing the true meaning of metal element that could pierce through the void, with just the intent to pierce, the sword moves were fast and violent, filled with killing intent, and it was similar to the enemy's pure killing blade.    

At the same time, the opponent threw himself into the air and immediately rushed over to meet Fang Shaobai. Blades and swords clashed, metal clashing and killing intent turned into rays of light that tore the sky apart.    

The two's figures crisscrossed each other, occasionally soaring into the air. It wasn't like they had fallen to the ground and crashed into each other angrily. They were actually evenly matched, making it difficult to differentiate between the two.    

Ye Chenxing's expression was extremely gloomy. He did not feel that this Moon Break Legion's Battle-King was trash in the least, but he was furious at the fact that her opponent, with her insignificant Wu Zong, was actually able to fight with the Moon Break Legion Battle-King that the Ye Family was so proud of.    

Is this still the ant he spoke of? Is this still the ant he spoke of? Obviously, that's not the case. Such a scene made him feel as if he had been slapped in the face by a beauty.    

As he was stuffing his heart, the beauty beside him was filled with surprise: "Such a powerful Wu Zong, I have never seen such a powerful Wu Zong. Young Master Ye, are you sure this person is a warrior from the Celestial Desolate Domain? If the warriors of Celestial Desolate Domain are all this powerful, your Moon Break Legion might not even be able to avenge Ye Chenguang. "    

The corner of Ye Chenxing's mouth twitched, and said resolutely: "This was just an accident, maybe this kid is very strong, much stronger than normal Wu Zong, and even stronger than normal Martial King, but he is still incomparable in front of Moon Break Legion. I said that today he must die, so she will definitely die, and there won't be any accidents at all. "    

As soon as he finished!    

Suddenly, a wild laughter came from the battle circle, "Good, very good! I have never fought with such satisfaction before. Borrowing your hand gave me a deeper understanding of martial arts. Good, very good!"    

Ye Chenxing's face darkened once again. Fuck, this darn Wu Zong is actually borrowing his Moon Break Legion's Battle King's techniques, is this humiliating his Moon Break Legion? Is this humiliating him, Ye Chenxing?    

"You are the most powerful first stage Martial King that I have ever seen. It's a pity that you can't kill this young master with your current strength. If you want to kill this young master, send more.    

F * ck!    

What the f * * k!    

The dignified Moon Break Legion Battle King having battled bitterly for so long without being able to obtain a mere second stage Wu Zong was already enough to make him lose face, but the other party was only using him to hone his skills.    

This was humiliating.    

Let alone Ye Chenxing's extremely arrogant nature, even the people from the Moon Break Legion behind him could not help but spew out flames of anger from their eyes. On the battlefield, the Moon Break Legion represented the Ye Family, who knew how many battles they had fought, how many enemies they had killed, how many enemies they had killed after seeing the Moon Splitting Banner, and how many enemies had been humiliated like this?    

"Abominable bastard! How dare you humiliate Moon Break Legion, I'll kill you!"    

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!    

Three hot wind horse s flew out, the Wu Zong trained by the three of them pierced through the sky with scimitars. The scimitars interweaved like a curtain and the baleful aura crisscrossed as they struck towards Fang Shaobai's body. This was already one of the three most famous offensive formations in Moon Break Legion.    

A Battle-King held his opponent back, and three Wu Zong combined to attack and kill him. This was a treatment that only higher level enemies would receive on the battlefield, and now he had used the Ice City's door without even going in. No matter how one looked at it, it made the Moon Break Legion feel aggrieved.    

There was even less of a need to talk about that. Ye Chenxing's entire face had turned green, she was so angry that she wanted to step onto the stage and destroy the three Wu Zong s. So if they wanted to attack together, it would be like losing all the face of the Ye Family's Moon Break Legion.    

On the other hand, the lady's face was full of surprise and interest, "Rumor has it that there are three people from Moon Break Legion that are working together to attack the array, and seeing it today, it really is extraordinary. I wonder if this person can still block it?"