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It was completely silent outside the meteorite city.

After flying out of Falling Star City, the corner of Ye Chenfeng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an ice-cold smile. He did not slow down and instead flew out of the city.

After flying for a short while, the scenery in front of him suddenly disappeared. An extremely powerful great array enveloped him.

Ye Zichen controlled the Cosmic Sword Formation to instantly kill the two of them, then took a step forward and merged the formation together, turning it into an invincible sword.

"Don't hide anymore, I'm right here. Whoever wants to kill me, come out!" Ye Chenfeng's body was emitting a monstrous battle intent as he shouted loudly.

"Human brat, I've discovered that you have guts. You still dare to be arrogant in this kind of situation? I'll capture you in a bit and let you know my methods!"

A man wearing a gorgeous robe with five stars of Heavenly Lord realm appeared with more than ten Azure Sky race experts, blocking off the space in which Ye Chen could escape.

"Just the few of you?" Ye Chenfeng looked coldly at the Chinese-robed man and the others, then said slowly, "It's a bit not enough."

"F * ck, you dare to look down on us!"

One of the Azure Sky Race elders' expression darkened. He held a powerful bronze spear in his hand and pierced through the sky, attacking Ye Zichen.

"So what if I despise you?" Ye Chenfeng said with a sneer.

As he said that, a white light flew out from Ye Chenfeng's body. His sword swept through the air, mercilessly killing everyone. His sword cut the incoming bronze spear in half and chopped the incoming Azure Sky Race expert into two, instantly killing him.

"Mm, the Heaven Ranked Sword Soul!"

The Chinese-robed man frowned slightly. He did not expect that the young Ye Chenfeng would actually be able to cultivate a heaven-rank sword soul.

"I have underestimated you. However, even if you possess the ability to transcend the heavens, it is useless. Today, you will not be able to change the outcome of today!"

As he spoke, a halberd, weighing tens of millions of jin, appeared in the hands of the Chinese-robed man. Above his head, a halberd of the level of a Heavenly Sacred Treasure floated.

"Die!"

The Chinese-robed man roared, while all the dao energy in his body instantly rose to the limit. He burned his powerful bloodline, held the ancient halberd in his hand, and controlled the battle-ax as he struck out towards Ye Zifeng with a sure-kill attack.

"Hmph, a mere half of a transcendent saint artifact can give you that much confidence?"

Ye Zichen sneered. He controlled the Cosmic Sword Formation with his mind and it quickly gathered to form a profound Cosmic Sword Formation to block the man in Chinese robes' dual attack.

"Boom boom!" Two loud bangs!

The Chinese-robed man wielded the ancient halberd, wielding the Invincible Battle-Axe with full power. Both halves struck the Heaven and Earth Sword Formation that was emitting endless sword light, creating a terrifying force.

"What?! It didn't break!"

The Chinese-robed man was extremely confident in his own attacks. However, when the dual attacks landed on the Heaven and Earth Sword Formation, it did not affect it at all. This caused him to reveal an expression of disbelief.

"Heaven and Earth Sword Formation, Universe Strike!"

While the Chinese-robed man was still in shock, Ye Zichen controlled the Heaven Rank Sword Soul to merge into the Cosmic Sword Formation, and controlled the sword formation to merge into one, turning it into a sky-slicing, sky-slicing, giant sword with a terrifying Dao intent. One slash split the sky, one slash cut through the void, and more than half of the Heavenly Sacred Artifacts that were protecting him flew out, slashing towards the Chinese-robed man whose expression changed greatly.

Although the Chinese-robed man relied on his excellent movement techniques to dodge the attack, he was still injured by the terrifying sword intent.

"How is this possible? How can your strength be so strong!"

The Chinese-robed man could not believe that Ye Chenfeng's battle prowess was even more terrifying than his own.

"Was it a surprise? If I don't have absolute confidence, do you think I would walk right into your trap? " Ye Zichen revealed a devilish smile, then continued to attack the Chinese-robed man with the Cosmic Sword Formation.

"Saint Spiritual True Fruit!"

At this critical moment, the Chinese-robed man took out a blood-red colored fruit that contained a powerful bloodline power and quickly swallowed it.

In the next moment, the true spirit fruit melted into his body and turned into boundless energy, instantly fusing into his body and increasing his strength bit by bit. He had reached the 6-star Heavenly Lord realm.

"I can raise my cultivation realm as well!"

Ye Zichen smiled. The Primordial Bloodline, the Three Holy Flames, he instantly reached the peak of 3-star Dao Lord, then he fused with the Divine Blood Pearl and forcefully raised his strength to the peak of 4-star Dao Lord.

"4-star Dao Lord, what sort of secrets is this human kid hiding!"

The Chinese-robed man felt a hint of unease as he felt Ye Chenfeng's cultivation instantly soar.

At this moment, a deafening sound rang out from beneath Ye Chenfeng's feet. He took a step forward, instantly traversing several thousand meters, bringing with him over fifteen billion pounds of strength, as he approached the Chinese-robed man.

The Chinese-robed man could clearly feel the air in front of him explode as he punched out. The terrifying fist light brought with it a suffocating pressure as it shot towards his chest.

Feeling how terrifying Ye Zichen's punch was, the Chinese-robed man instinctively wanted to dodge, but the moment he dodged, the 170 swords of the Cosmic Sword quickly spun around, forming an extremely powerful sword tornado that sealed his body, making it impossible for him to dodge.

When the Chinese-robed man relied on his absolute strength to withstand Ye Chenfeng's punch, a large amount of sword light shot out from the sword tornado, tearing through his defense and attacking his body.

"War Axe, break!"

As his body was continuously injured by the sword tornado, the Chinese-robed man immediately controlled his battle axe to descend from the sky, using all his strength to attack the tornado.

At the same time, he was also imitating the power of his Dao Insight as he swiftly brandished his ancient halberd. His ferocious attacks forcibly tore the sword tornado apart as he escaped from the imprisonment of the Sword Dragon.

"Great Misty Dao Sword!"

The moment the Chinese-robed man broke free, Ye Zichen controlled the Heaven Ranked Sword Soul and the Giant Spirit Sword to combine, and slashed towards him.

The sword slashed out as if it had transformed into an invincible great Dao that tore through the void. The sword sliced through the man's defenses and sent him flying back into the sword tornado.

A deep sword mark was left on his body.

If he was not strong enough and was wearing a top quality true spirit battle uniform, this strike would have split his body into two halves.

"F * ck, what are you all standing there for? Why aren't you all attacking together? Kill him!"

After suffering so many heavy injuries, the Chinese-robed man was scared out of his wits. He shouted at the dozen or so Green Sky Clan elders.

"A bunch of trash wants to hurt me?"

Ye Zichen let out a cold laugh and used his Mirror Image to instantly create a mirror image. He held the three-legged sacred cauldron in his hand and attacked the ten plus Azure Sky race experts, slaughtering them like crazy.

Soon, miserable cries could be heard in the chaotic space.

Under the mirror clone's three-legged attack, the dozen or so Green Sky Tribe Supreme Elders could not resist at all. They were all killed by him like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, their lives lost to the Yellow Springs.

"Sky Escape!"

The situation had completely gone out of control. The Chinese-robed man didn't dare to stay any longer. He burned his vital energy and blood, using the heavenly escaping technique. He wanted to escape as soon as possible.

"Purple lightning, extinguish!"

The moment he fled, Ye Chenfeng struck out with his palm, causing a bolt of purple lightning that pierced through the sky to shoot out. With the power of extermination, it fiercely struck his body, directly tearing through his body, causing him to suffer heavy injuries.

Just as Ye Zichen was about to kill him, a white chain broke through the chaotic space and appeared. It was like a spiritual snake, binding Ye Zichen's body.