Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 137 Debt Repayment

Ye Feng's voice seemed to have an indescribable magical power, and it sounded directly in Sima Changkong's mind. Sima Changkong clearly knew that this was a mental attack, but he was powerless at all.

The main thing to control the spirit array is spiritual power. Therefore, Sima Changkong, who is a master of the spirit array, is confident that his mental power is also top-notch. At least among his peers, he regards him as the second, and no one dares to recognize him as the first.

However, Ye Feng's mental power is extremely penetrating, directly tearing up the heavy mental power defenses he has laid down, and driving straight in.

Immediately, Sima Changkong felt chaos in his mind, and a picture emerged.

Also in the final arena of Qianlonghui, a white-clothed swordsman was seriously injured and fell to the ground, spitting blood. In the void, a roaring fire dragon wanted to burn him to death.

At this moment, the man in white had no strength to resist, and collapsed to the ground. He didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. He could only watch helplessly as the fire dragon opened its bloody mouth and spewed out flames that burned everything.

The swordsman in white had already closed his eyes, waiting for the judgment of fate, but at this moment, a beautiful figure stood in front of him, and the seven-colored piano soul burst into light, turning into a huge barrier.

The fire dragon's attack smashed down mercilessly, and the fiery flames devoured the woman.

The flames dissipated, and that beautiful figure fell powerlessly from the void like a withered leaf.

The swordsman in white let out a heart-piercing roar. Although it was just a few pictures, Sima Changkong still felt the grief of the swordsman.

The pain that pierced through his heart made Sima Changkong's soul unbearably cramped.

Saying goodbye to your beloved, your life will be wiped out, your heart will be broken, and your soul will be destroyed.

This trick is called Broken Soul!
It is the penultimate form of Yaochen Sword Song. To a certain extent, it can ignore the opponent's mental defense and directly attack the soul.

The severe pain from his soul woke up Sima Changkong, but what caught his eyes was Ye Feng's indifferent face close at hand.

Also, the Kunwu sword that was deeply inserted into his chest.

"how can that be?"

Sima Changkong was stunned for a moment, he never thought that he would lose to a peer.

He is the number one pride among his peers in the Chu Kingdom, the son of the national teacher, and he is about to become a son-in-law to marry the all-powerful Princess Weiwei, and then he will become a disciple of the Wushuang Hall.

However, the stabbing pain in his chest was so real, he wanted to condense his spiritual power, but the ruthless sword energy raged in his body, causing his spiritual power to be dispelled before it could condense.

Finally, there was a look of fear in the eyes of this proud man.

"what do you want to do?"

"What do you think?" Ye Feng asked back, "I said before that I want you to pay for your father's sins."

"How dare you!" Sima Changkong was really scared, he was afraid that Ye Feng would really destroy his soul.

His bright future has only just begun. If there is no soul at this time, then everything will be nothing, and all previous efforts will be in vain.

The Wushuang Hall will never accept him as a disciple again, and Chu Qianfeng will never marry Princess Weiwei to him again, and he will also fall from the altar admired by thousands of people and become a useless person.

Just like Mu Chen back then, he will be ridiculed and humiliated for the rest of his life.

"Do you think I dare?"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, a dazzling silver light lit up on Kunwu sword.

"Stop!" A shout rang directly in Ye Feng's mind, and at the critical moment, it was Chu Qianfeng who stopped him again, just like the situation at the Yuntian Banquet.

An incomparably majestic force locked Ye Feng directly. Under the huge pressure, the spiritual power that Ye Feng gathered was almost scattered.

"It's you again!" Ye Feng looked back at Chu Qianfeng, who was standing on the stage with piercing eyes, trying to hide his killing intent.

"I was stopped by you last time because I had something to ask for, but now I know that I was wrong at the beginning, and I was too naive."

At this time, Sima Ce also rose into the sky, and behind him a huge spiritual formation had formed and came directly to suppress it. His eyes were red. If his eyes could kill, Ye Feng would have died thousands of times.

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up in disdain. Now he knew he was afraid and he knew he was going to take action. Wasn't Sima Ce the same decisive and ruthless when he destroyed Mu Chen's soul?

"Today, none of you can stop me!"

Ye Feng yelled violently, his whole body's spiritual power shook, the Divine Creation Tree swayed in the Palace of Fate, and the surrounding spiritual energy crazily gathered towards him. In an instant, Ye Feng burst out with extreme strength, directly shaking off the shackles on his body.

"Break me!"

Dazzling silver light flickered, and the extremely sharp sword energy rushed into Sima Changkong's body, heading straight for the palace of life.

The life palace is the most important place for monks, but also the most vulnerable place.

Under Ye Feng's sword energy, Sima Changkong's life palace was riddled with holes in an instant, and then the sword energy turned into a storm, completely strangling his life palace into pieces.

Compared with what Sima Ce did to Mu Chen back then, Ye Feng did it more thoroughly. With such a degree of damage, it is impossible to rebuild the Palace of Fate.

Blood spurted from Sima Changkong's mouth continuously, and at the moment the Palace of Fate was destroyed, his heart was also broken.

All his future, all his hopes, turned into nothingness under Ye Feng's sword.

Compared with the physical injury, the psychological trauma was even greater. Sima Changkong couldn't bear the blow at all, and under self-protection, he fell into a coma and fell to the ground.

Afterwards, Ye Feng was surrounded by the spiritual formation suppressed by Sima Ce, and an incomparably huge force pressed down like Mount Tai. Ye Feng's body shot into the ground like a meteor, and embedded in the ground.

Even with the super defense of the immortal golden body, Ye Feng felt multiple fractures in his body, and his internal organs were damaged to varying degrees.

However, all this was not over yet. Seeing Sima Changkong's miserable appearance, the anger in Sima Ce's heart directly drove him crazy.

There is only one thought in his mind, and that is to kill Ye Feng.

At this time, Yan Nantian on the stage was about to make a move, but Chu Qianfeng blocked him in a flash.

"Old General Yan, what do you want to do?"

Yan Nantian said directly in a hurry: "Sima Ce ignored the rules of the game and made a shot without authorization. Didn't you see it?"

"So what, Ye Feng still wants to fight ruthlessly when Sima Changkong has no ability to resist. Even the national teacher and I have sent voice transmissions to him to stop him. As long as he stops, the victory will be his, but he Well, stubbornness still destroyed Sima Changkong's life palace, such a cruel and merciless person, everyone can punish him!"

After Chu Qianfeng finished speaking, the aura of the Good Fortune Realm was fully released. As long as Yan Nantian moved, he would send out a thunderous blow.

"you!"

In desperation, Yan Nantian couldn't move at all, and could only watch helplessly as Sima Ce manipulated the spirit array, and countless attacks fell on Ye Feng.

In the stands, Tai Tan let out a roar, and his tall body soared into the air, but only in the middle of the air, an old man beside Mu Yufei also flew up to stop him.

He is a strong man in the Lingfu Realm in the imperial palace, named Zhu Qian, and his realm has reached the sixth level of the Lingfu Realm. Under his full stop, Tai Tan also fell into a hard fight and was unable to break through.

Yan Hui also wanted to make a move, but a chessboard appeared, and countless black and white chess pieces blocked his way.

He Fang walked out slowly from one side and said, "You better not act rashly."

Feeling the terrifying power enough to destroy him, Ye Feng turned his head to the other side with difficulty. On the high platform, Mu Yufei looked at him with tears on his face, but there was no despair in his eyes, only determination.

Ye Feng knew that Mu Yufei was telling him that no matter the outcome, life and death depend on each other.

Ye Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood, said with a wry smile, "I'm sorry."

Just as he was closing his eyes and preparing for the final moment, at this moment, the sound of sword chant resounded all around, and an ice-blue sword energy tore through the void descended, passing in front of Ye Feng, and directly struck Sima Ce's attack. disperse.

In front of Ye Feng, a white figure gradually appeared. After seeing his appearance, everyone covered their mouths.

Juggernaut, Mu Chen.

(End of this chapter)