After Song Chunmei said "start" under the ring.

Jiang Motian on the ring, holding a blue sword in his hand, bursting out with the momentum of the early stage of the first level of the Creation Realm.

The spiritual energy river in the tendons and veins started to flow, and the spiritual energy gathered under the feet.

A light flashed under my feet.

Jiang Motian's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

Ye Chenfeng, who was holding the Black Xuan Sword in his right hand, carefully sensed the fluctuations in the air. His brow frowned slightly, and his eyes were frozen on the left. The spiritual river in the tendons and veins was urging wildly, and the Black Xuan Sword blocked the left.

A "clang!" sound.

The fire lights up.

Jiang Motian's figure appeared on the left side of Ye Chenfeng, and the blue sword in his hand hit the Black Xuan Sword.

Ye Chenfeng suddenly felt a force of gravity coming. Although Jiang Motian was just a master in the early stage of the first level of the Creation Realm, he was already stronger than Ye Chenfeng in terms of strength.

Of course, Ye Chenfeng was wearing black mysterious armor and holding a black mysterious sword in his hand.

If Ye Chenfeng takes off the black mysterious armor or puts down the black mysterious sword to fight, then his strength and speed may not necessarily be lost to Jiang Motian. After all, the weight of the black mysterious armor and the black mysterious sword and the suppression of spiritual energy will increase as Ye Chenfeng's strength continues to increase.

In the eyes of others, there may be an insurmountable gap between the realm of divine thought and the realm of creation.

However, there is no such statement in front of Ye Chenfeng. As long as Ye Chenfeng put down the Black Xuan Sword to fight now, the chance of his victory over Jiang Motian is almost 100%.

If even the black black armor can be taken off, then Ye Chenfeng can directly kill Jiang Motian.

However, only after the strength of the Black Mysterious Armor has been increased to the realm of creation, Ye Chenfeng can take off the Black Mysterious Armor by himself.

Furthermore, the medicinal power of the Destiny Creation Pill remains in Ye Chenfeng's body.

Ye Chenfeng wanted to absorb the medicine as soon as possible. He could only pass the constant battle.

Of course, the most important point is that the target of the battle must put pressure on Ye Chenfeng so that he can stimulate the rapid absorption of medicine.

Therefore, Ye Chenfeng decided to use Jiang Motian to improve his strength first. He is not planning to use Long Xiang Jiutian and Phoenix Wings spreading moves!

"Dang thump!"

The moment Ye Chenfeng's black sword and Jiang Motian's blue sword touched.

Ye Chenfeng's steps took three steps in a row. In the eyes of others, Jiang Motian completely gained the upper hand for the first time.

Song Chunmei was under the ring, and a natural smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Zuo Feibai, Wu Lifan, Zeng Guangyuan and Qian Rongan in the crowd. There were concerns on their four faces.

As for the big figures at the top, they were always in a state of turmoil, except for Lin Xinyi, who was standing next to the leader of the Yinming Sect. When she saw Ye Chenfeng being shaken back by Jiang Motian, she felt nervous in no way.

After seeing Ye Chenfeng being shaken back by him, Jiang Motian on the ring felt even more disdainful. He shouted coldly: "Boy. How about it? You should know the gap between us now, right? In my Jiang Motian's eyes, you will never be just an ant that can't be turned over."

Ye Chenfeng, holding the black black sword, had no change in his expression on his face. He spoke, "You are very good at talking, I hope your strength is the same!"

Jiang Motian felt very unhappy about Ye Chenfeng's pretending to be calm. In his opinion, Ye Chenfeng should be panicked now. He clenched his teeth in his mouth, and the evil spirit in his body was constantly overflowing. He shouted: "I want to see who is talking? I want to see how many moves you can take?"

On the side of the blue sword in Jiang Motian's hand, the momentum in his body increased to the extreme. The sinister evil aura emanated from his body, which made Chen Hejiang, the top elder of the Sea God Temple, stunned slightly. He said, "Heavenly born evil body? Unexpectedly, in addition to the disciples of Yinming Sect who were born cold body, there was also a disciple of the disciples of the natural evil body?"

The other big figures sitting at the top also frowned. Yinming Sect has the support of natural cold body and natural evil body, and will definitely be able to go to a higher level in the future.

And they didn't care about this battle on the ring.

In their eyes, the result of the battle was already very obvious. Ye Chenfeng would definitely die at Jiang Motian's hands.

Jiang Motian on the ring suddenly trembled in the blue sword in his hand, and a scattered evil aura surrounded the body of the blue sword.

Jiang Motian waved a sword at Ye Chenfeng without hesitation: "Ten Swords of Misen Sheng! The First Sword!"

A huge black sword shadow condensed in the air.

This huge black sword shadow quickly slashed towards Ye Chenfeng.

These Ten Swords of Misen Sheng were taught to Jiang Motian by Song Longtian. Only those who are born with evil bodies can exert their true power.

Practicing the Ten Swords of Misen Sheng to the extreme can instantly condense ten huge black sword shadows.

Ye Chenfeng looked at the huge black sword shadow that was slashing towards him, and the air was filled with "huh" friction sounds.

Ye Chenfeng did not choose to use any moves, he just activated the spiritual energy river in his tendons to the extreme.

The black mysterious sword in Ye Chenfeng's hand blocked him. Now he needs the pressure he brought to him in the battle, and he needs to absorb the medicinal power of the Tiancai Pill in his body as soon as possible.

"Bang!"

The bricks under Ye Chenfeng's feet instantly split into pieces.

Ye Chenfeng blocked the first sword of the Ten Swords of Mishen.

However, with the right hand holding the Black Xuan Sword, due to the pressure brought by the Ten Swords of Miesheng, the skin on his right hand completely cracked, his whole palm became bloody, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

However, Ye Chenfeng was extremely excited. He clearly felt that the residual medicinal power in his body was quickly absorbed by him.

Jiang Motian was not surprised to see Ye Chenfeng blocking the first sword of his Ten Swords of Destroyment. He said, "Boy, with your strength, I have guessed that you can block the first sword."

"However, I have practiced the fifth sword of the Destroyment and Life. The five swords were fired at once, and letting you die under my Destroyment and Life. This is also your honor."

"Ten Swords of Destroy, the Second Sword!"

This time, two huge black sword shadows condensed in the air.

Ye Chenfeng still did not use any moves, he only used the Black Xuan Sword to resist.

...

In a blink of an eye.

Jiang Motian has already used the fourth sword of the Ten Swords of Destroying Life.

But Ye Chenfeng still blocked four huge black sword shadows.

At this moment, Ye Chenfeng's clothes were a little messy, and his right hand holding the Black Xuan Sword became terrible. The blood completely wrapped his right hand.

Jiang Motian's face appeared with a fierce smile, and he said, "Boy, I didn't expect you to take my fourth sword. But you will definitely die in this fifth sword of the Ten Swords of the Destroyed Life."

In Jiang Motian's opinion, Ye Chenfeng did not fight back, so Ye Chenfeng could not react at all.

Of course, the rest of the people present also thought so.

Zeng Guangyuan and Qian Rongan in the crowd were almost unable to help but act, but Ye Chenfeng had instructed that they could stand up and take action after he gave a hint.

And the so-called big men above the top are not interested in this level of battle.

Lin Xinyi, who was standing next to Li Beiao, the leader of Yinming Sect, couldn't help biting her lips slightly, and her heart was about to reach her throat.

And just at this moment.

Jiang Motian on the ring swung the fifth sword: "The fifth sword of the ten swords of Miesheng, the five swords are fired at the same time!"

Five huge black sword shadows instantly condensed in the air.

These five black sword shadows covered Ye Chenfeng tightly and slashed towards Ye Chenfeng.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The bricks burst on the ground and the dust was flying.

Ye Chenfeng's figure was covered in it by dust, and due to the dust, the people present could not see Ye Chenfeng's figure.

Disdain and mockery appeared on their faces of the disciples of various major sects who felt the power of the fifth sword of the Ten Swords of Destroyment.

"The result has been destined. This kid can survive so many moves, so he has some strength."

"So what if he has some strength? Do you think someone with his strength can come to Yinming Sect to clamor?"

...

Zeng Guangyuan, Qian Rong'an, Zuo Feibai, Wu Lifan and Lin Xinyi, the faces of the five of them changed slightly.

And in the dust.

In addition to the severely damaged clothes on Ye Chenfeng's body, he also had several deep bone wounds on his body, so he was not in danger of his life.

After Jiang Motian's continuous oppression just now.

Ye Chenfeng successfully absorbed a lot of residual medicinal power in his body.

Ye Chenfeng had just been suppressing his strength and preventing his strength from breaking through immediately. Now the spiritual energy in his body was getting stronger and stronger, and he could no longer suppress it.

Jiang Motian looked at the dust in the air, and he also thought Ye Chenfeng was dead. He said coldly: "You should know now that you are just an ant, right?"

As Jiang Motian finished speaking.

The dust in the air slowly dissipated. Ye Chenfeng, holding the black black sword, his figure once again reflected in the eyes of everyone present. Except for his somewhat embarrassed appearance, Ye Chenfeng was not fatally injured.

Holding the right hand of the Black Xuan Sword, blood filled every inch of the skin of the right hand.

Blood drops, drops, drops, drops fell to the ground.

A smile appeared on Ye Chenfeng's lips, and he said indifferently: "Just because you want my life? You are really not qualified."

Ye Chenfeng no longer suppressed the surging spiritual energy in his body.

The bottleneck in his body at the early stage of the fifth level of the divine mind realm suddenly loosened, and his momentum continued to rise, and he entered the middle stage of the fifth level of the fifth level of the day with a broken bamboo.

However, the momentum of climbing is still rising, like a flood that has destroyed the embankment, breaking through the bottleneck again and again.

The momentum of Ye Chenfeng continued to soar into the sky.

With just a few breaths, Ye Chenfeng entered the late stage of the fifth level.

Then, in the next second, Ye Chenfeng's strength once again rushed to the peak of the fifth level of heaven.

After entering the peak of the fifth level of the divine mind realm, Ye Chenfeng's ascending momentum gradually stabilized.

The people in the Yinming Sect Square were shocked and stunned in an instant, including the so-called big shots in the first place.

Ye Chenfeng was enduring Jiang Motian’s fifth sword of the Ten Swords of Destroying Life.

Not only was Ye Chenfeng not dead, his strength actually broke through to the peak of the fifth level of the Divine Thought Realm in one fell swoop, directly crossing three small levels?

This made everyone present feel like they were dreaming.
Chapter completed!