Sky War God

A muffled sound rang out as the Ghost Realm's body powerlessly fell to the ground. Its body was wrapped by a terrifying death aura, and its life force was completely stripped away, turning into a dead body!    

In fact, Ye Feng did not have any life or death grudge with the Ghost Realm. However, in the battle just now, every move that the Ghost Realm used was aimed at Ye Feng's life. Ye Feng could clearly see this. Therefore. There was no need for him to show mercy to his opponent. If his opponent wanted to give it to him, he would return it to him.    

The space was silent. Everyone stared blankly at the corpse on the platform, whose life had been taken away. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.    

Ghost Realm, the number one genius of the Ghost Axe Sect, cultivating the mysterious Meditation? It was an extremely mysterious technique. The Meditation could kill without anyone noticing.    

However, during the battle just now, the Ghost Realm had also used the Meditation. Its power was indeed terrifying, but it had no effect on Ye Feng at all.    

Not only was the endless Ghost Shadow devoured by Ye Feng, it was also killed by a single glance from Ye Feng. All of this sounded so unbelievable. Before anyone could see what happened just now, the Ghost Realm had already fallen to the ground and died.    

"You actually killed him!"    

Seeing the World of Spirits and Souls fall to the ground and die, the faces of the Ghost Axe Sect powerhouses turned ashen. Sect Leader of the Ghost Axe Sect was an intermediate Martial King level experts, and he asked Ye Feng.    

"What's wrong? Do you have an opinion?"    

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and Sect Leader of the Ghost Axe Sect said coldly. The Ghost Realm had always been a killing move, and it wasn't an exaggeration for Ye Feng to kill him.    

"It's just a competition. Why do you have to kill all of us?"    

Sect Leader of the Ghost Axe Sect continued to question.    

"Didn't you see that he always wanted to kill me? If I don't kill him, he will kill me. How can I let him live?!"    

Ye Feng said indifferently. After that, he walked back to the edge of the platform and ignored Sect Leader of the Ghost Axe Sect.    

"Damn it!"    

Seeing Ye Feng ignoring him, a terrifying ghost aura burst out from Sect Leader of the Ghost Axe Sect's body. His eyes were extremely cold, but he had nowhere to vent his anger. The Divine Martial Great Assembly had its own rules, and he was Martial King level experts. Before the Divine Martial Great Assembly ended, he couldn't tell what happened to Ye Feng.    

"Brother Ye, amazing!"    

Returning to the edge of the fighting stage, He Zijian praised Ye Feng. The strength that Ye Feng displayed just now was simply too mysterious. With just a glance, he had killed the Ghost Realm. Even someone like He Zijian couldn't help but admire Ye Feng.    

"Killing such a person is very normal. Brother He, you, ye, can do it with ease."    

Ye Feng said to He Zijian with a smile.    

Through Ranking's battle, Ye Feng had a certain understanding of He Zijian's strength. He Zijian was proficient in all kinds of techniques, and his achievements were amazing. In Ye Feng's eyes, He Zijian's strength should be on par with Mo Qiong, or perhaps even stronger. This was very scary.    

After the Ghost Realm was killed by Ye Feng, there were only nine people left on the platform. These nine people were: Mo Qiong, Dragon Swallowing Heaven, Cang Mo, Mo Yu and Kṣitigarbha, He Zijian, Pu Guang, and Ye Feng."    

Among these nine people, it should be Jian Yang, Cang Mo, Ye Feng and Kṣitigarbha. The four of them were relatively weaker.    

Mo Qiong, Dragon Swallowing Heaven, Mo Yu, Pu Guang and He Zijian were stronger. If nothing unexpected happened, the Golden Token of Divine Martial would be produced among these five people.    

Among these five people, Mo Qiong, He Zijian, and Pu Guang had yet to lose. In other words, the three people who were most likely to obtain the Biological Golden Token were these three people. As for who they were, it was impossible to guess. Only those who had fought on the fighting stage would know.    

Next, it was another battle of collecting items. Cang Mo finally had a taste of the long-awaited feeling of victory. He had defeated Jian Yang, the Sword Soul Sect, and won the battle.    

Putong Monk fought the Dragon Swallowing Heaven. Due to the injuries he had suffered during the battle with Meteor, he had yet to recover from his injuries. Now, he had to face such a powerful opponent. Helpless, the Dragon Swallowing Heaven chose to admit defeat.    

He would try his best to recover from all his injuries in the remaining time, and then fight again. Adding the fact that he admitted defeat this time, the Dragon Swallowing Heaven had already lost two matches. In other words, the chances of him obtaining the Golden Token of Divine Martial was extremely slim.    

There were many geniuses and variables in a Martial Arts Feast of such a scale. Even someone like the Dragon Swallowing Heaven, Heaven's Pride, had no choice but to lower his head in front of reality.    

After the Dragon Swallowing Heaven admitted defeat, it was time for the next highlight, He Zijian versus Mo Yu.    

The two of them walked to the center of the dueling platform from different directions and looked at each other.    

"Brother He, I never thought we would meet here."    

Mo Yu had a gentle smile on his face. That's right, He Zijian said. In the past, he had a pretty good relationship with He Zijian.    

"Isn't that perfect? Didn't you always want to spar with me?"    

He Zijian said with a faint smile. In the first round of the competition, He Zijian had seen through Mo Yu's fake disguise, so he no longer treated him as Friends.    

"Brother He is very powerful. I, Mo Yu, have always wanted to surpass Brother He. Today is indeed a good opportunity."    

Mo Yu still had a smile on his face, as if the relationship between him and He Zijian had never changed.    

"Let's fight!"    

He Zijian seemed to disdain Mo Yu's nonsense. The three-foot-long blade was unsheathed, and a cold luster was released from the blade.    

"Then I'll be offending you!"    

Mo Yu said with a faint smile. The fragrance of books on his body bloomed wildly. The folding fan in his hand appeared. He took a step forward, and his body turned into numerous afterimage. He Zijian also rushed out at the same time. Both of them swung their weapons, and they collided in an instant.    

A terrifying destructive power bloomed. Mo Yu's folding fan was filled with a terrifying fragrance of books. Although it looked like a folding fan, it was sharper than a blade.    

In this collision, both of them were evenly matched. He Zijian's body was enveloped by a powerful combat aura. The Longsword drew a blurry line in the void, releasing a cold luster. The blade of the sword seemed to be filled with an extremely sharp aura. The sword slashed through the void.    

Mo Yu's figure flashed, and his body turned into numerous afterimage, instantly avoiding He Zijian's Sword Light. He struck out his palm, and the Confucian-word seemed to be faintly visible on it. Powerful book fragrance gathered in the center of his palm, and the might of the Attack shook the heavens and earth!    

The people below the stage all revealed excited expressions. The further the Ranking Tournament went, the more interesting it became. Every battle was a showdown between Top Genius.    

Under the Holy Mountain, millions of pairs of eyes were paying attention to the battle on the fighting stage. Everyone was paying attention to it.    

He Zijian and Mo Yu unleashed the strongest force they had comprehended. Every collision between Top Genius shook the sky and earth, causing the void to explode and the fighting stage to tremble.    

Looking at the scene where the web destroyed the heaven and earth, the hearts of the crowd couldn't help but tremble.    

"The strength of these two men is simply too powerful. I wonder what the outcome of the battle will be."    

An expert spoke, as if he was looking forward to the outcome of this battle.    

"Naturally, i, mo Senior Brother, will win."    

Someone from the Book Fragrance Pavilion said. They all supported Mo Yu. Mo Yu was the number one genius of the Book Fragrance Pavilion, and although he lost to Putong Monk, it didn't affect his power at all.    

"The strength of my young master is beyond your imagination."    

The eyes of the people from the He Family were filled with confidence. They had high hopes for He Zijian.    

Master was also guessing in his heart. All of his eyes were focused on the fighting stage.    

He Zijian kept slashing with his Longsword. Each of his Longsword could lift up a powerful Sword Qi. Although he wasn't Swordsman, his understanding of the sword wasn't any weaker than Swordsman's, and he had a domineering feeling about it.    

One should know that He Zijian had cultivated two types of power to the late stage of the Atman realm, Extreme Genius.    

One of them was the power of the sword. In other words, every strike of He Zijian's sword contained the power of the late stage of the Body Refining stage.    

Mo Yu was naturally not weak either. The book fragrance he had comprehended was also at the late stage of the Body Transformation realm. Furthermore, both of them had reached the peak of the Divine Martial Peak Stage, causing their battle to become extremely violent.    

However, Mo Yu only cultivated the scholarly Cultivation Method, unlike He Zijian, who was able to use all kinds of techniques. After a long period of battle, his attacks became dull and boring.    

The two of them continued to fight for nearly an hour. In the end, Mo Yu lost to He Zijian with a single sword strike.    

At this point, He Zijian had won another battle. From the beginning of the Ranking Tournament until now, he had not lost a single battle. This allowed everyone to witness the strength of this top genius of the He Family.    

Mo Yu's face carried a hint of loneliness. He was actually losing the battle. He felt somewhat unwilling in his heart.    

Some of the An expert of Book Fragrance Pavilion were also extremely disappointed. Previously, they had said everything they wanted to say in front of everyone, and had supported Mo Yu's victory. But now, Mo Yu had been defeated. This made their words sound like a joke.    

"Alright!"    

The Patriarch of the He Clan and Qing Shan were filled with excitement. His son had won in a battle between geniuses of the same level, which had an extraordinary significance.    

He Zijian walked towards the edge of the fighting stage. Ye Feng looked at him with a smile on his face.    

This scene caused Mo Yu's heart to be filled with anger. He looked at Ye Feng with a smile that seemed to be mocking him.    

"Ye Feng, what are you laughing at? Are you so happy that I am defeated?"    

Mo Yu suddenly spoke to Ye Feng. He had just lost his mind after losing the battle.    

This sudden voice interrupted Ye Feng's smile. His eyes instantly turned cold. He looked in Mo Yu's direction and said, "Why are you standing here with me?"    

"It's because my defeat has nothing to do with you. You should not take pleasure in my misfortune!"    

Mo Yu's eyes were cold as they released rays of cold light as he questioned Ye Feng.