Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 120 Battle in Wufu Realm
Ye Mao survived the double catastrophe smoothly, and his strength increased greatly, but it was only one aspect.

In addition, he also felt that the blood energy and true power had become extremely pure, many impurities were discharged from the body, and the strength and defense of the body were more than ten times stronger than before.

His soul body cultivation has also grown significantly. Originally, he could only perceive a range of one hundred feet, but now it has tripled, and his perception range has reached a terrifying three hundred feet.

Ye Mao opened his eyes and saw that he was naked| naked, without a thread on his body, and blurted out: "Damn it!"

He hurriedly took the coat thrown by Rong Changyun, put it on quickly, and then felt that the hair and eyebrows on his body that had been burned by the ghost fire quickly grew out.

"Zhang Zhaza, don't you really hope that I was burned to death by Yinhuo, but unfortunately I disappointed you!" Ye Mao felt that he was stronger than ever, but he just didn't know if he could wrestle with the Wufu realm monks.

"Even if you succeed in crossing the tribulation, I can crush you to death with one finger." Zhang Lingyun smiled coldly, raised his right hand, and stretched out a finger.

The fiery red true power gushed out from the fingertips, and condensed into a bucket-thick finger in the void, lifelike, and pressed down on Ye Mao.

"Ants are ants, no matter how hard you struggle, you will die." Zhang Lingyun's resonant voice spread like a thunderbolt in the rainy night.

But as soon as his voice fell, Ye Mao caught the Canglang sword thrown by Lu Yuan, and a snow-white glow suddenly appeared on the sword, which was very cold, and Zhang Lingyun's finger strength collapsed when he slashed the horizontal sword.

The complexions of Gu Zesheng, Jiang Hailiu and others changed slightly.

Not to mention Ye Mao's true strength, he also lost Zhang Lingyun's finger strength. It seems that the calamity he has survived is horrific, and his strength has also improved even more horribly.

Zhang Lingyun's complexion also changed slightly. He originally thought that even if Ye Mao survived the "yin fire", killing Ye Mao if he wanted to kill him would be the same as killing a bedbug, but everything was beyond his expectation.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Zhang Lingyun said with a gloomy face, "You are really good, but... I only used [-]% of my strength just now, and then I will let you taste the horror of a monk in the Wufu realm."

"I can't wait, I'm afraid you won't let me taste it." Ye Mao smiled "hehe".

Zhang Lingyun couldn't bear Ye Mao's "hehe" the most, his lungs were about to explode, and he stopped talking nonsense, and immediately put on the low-grade treasure he bought at a high price——Scorching Sun Gloves, swooped down from the sky, and displayed his spiritual rank A middle-grade martial skill——Small Burning Heart Fist.

An incomparably fiery real power surged out, turned into a fiery red sun, radiated frightening heat, evaporated the rainwater on the martial arts training ground, and rushed towards Ye Mao brazenly.

"The Zhang Gang took the initiative to use all their strength, Ye Mao is dead!" Shi Beifeng said with his eyes wide open.

Cai Jiuyang said even louder: "If Ye Mao survives this time, I, Cai Jiuyang, will take his last name."

Ye Mao directly converted his real power into the power of ice, and performed the "Flying Waterfall Sword Technique", stabbing out with a sword, and a half-foot-long snow-white sword glow burst out from the sword.

One is fiery, the other is icy cold, and the two collided together, forming a violent explosion.

The shocking explosion sound spread almost throughout the east of the city, waking up many sleeping people.

The aftermath of this explosion pushed the raindrops falling from the sky, flying to the surroundings, turning the entire martial arts training ground into a vacuum at this moment, not a single drop of rain fell.

Ye Mao was unscathed, but took three steps back.

"He took it, he took it!" Gu Zesheng yelled in shock, almost biting his own tongue.

Ye Mao is just a monk on the ninth floor of the Wulun Realm who survived a catastrophe, but he was unscathed under the full blow of a monk at the beginning of the Wufu Realm. If he survived this catastrophe, then...

This thought flashed across Jiang Hailiu's mind, and he was startled. A cold chill rose from his back, and he said secretly: "No, absolutely not, Zhang Lingyun just used all his strength, even if Ye Mao catches it Once, can it be used twice, three times... ten times will not work."

Cai Jiuyang's whole body went limp, and he fell to the ground slumped. He claimed to be a peerless genius, and he always believed that Ye Mao and Fang Wei could not compare with him.

But Ye Mao's sword completely shattered his self-confidence.

He knew very well in his heart that after he survived the second catastrophe that year, he was not as strong as Ye Mao now, and in front of that sword, he could only die.

In Zhang Lingyun's heart, there was a huge wave in the sky, a boy on the ninth floor of the Wulun Realm, who he could have killed easily, actually blocked his full blow.

"Covering all directions, burning the sky and refining the earth!"

Zhang Lingyun rushed over, pounding with both fists, one after another scorching sun fist marks, with a palpitating temperature, quickly blasted towards Ye Mao, covering Ye Mao's surroundings.

Ye Mao's Canglang sword exuded a cold air, and moved quickly, bringing out a snow-white light, which collided with the scorching sun fist marks.

"Boom boom boom..."

Ye Mao kept backing away, and the bluestone on the martial arts training ground that his feet stepped on continued to explode.

He has been completely suppressed!
Zhang Lingyun's killing was hearty and powerful, and he even mixed the burning blood poison he had prepared into his real power.

This kind of poison is formulated to make the "Little Burning Heart Fist" burst out with stronger power, so that the real power contains poison, and when it penetrates into the enemy's body, it can burn the enemy's blood and real power, and accelerate the enemy's defeat.

He became more and more courageous as he fought, and then he used the "Fire Ape Body Technique", and his whole body was as agile as an ape, moving from east to west, from south to north.

The entire training ground was almost full of him, and it seemed that four or five people were besieging Ye Mao.

Ye Mao was suppressed and could only stand in place to defend, and even a few fist marks would land on him from time to time.

Jiang Hailiu secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this scene, and said, "It's ridiculous, I was just worried that Chief Zhang would not be able to kill Ye Mao, hey...how could I have such a ridiculous idea."

"It's really ridiculous. The perception between Ye Mao and our leader is like a baby and an adult. Although he is a bit powerful, his arms can't twist his thighs after all." The second elder, Mo Feiyu, talked and laughed happily, with a carefree demeanor.

"Tonight's battle has been full of twists and turns. Although there have been many changes, it is finally coming to an end now." Gu Zesheng smiled.

On the martial arts training ground, Zhang Lingyun's scorching sun fist prints attacked Ye Mao very densely. Suddenly, with a "bang", the Canglang Sword in Ye Mao's hand was blown away, the tiger's mouth burst and blood flowed.

Zhang Lingyun took advantage of the situation to attack crazily, and one after another fist marks were superimposed together, turning into a round of astonishingly hot black sun, pressing down on Ye Mao's head.

This is his most powerful blow!
"Ye Mao is going to die!" Gu Zesheng, Jiang Hailiu and others all stared at Ye Mao in the training ground with wide eyes.

"Explode his head!" Shi Beifeng shouted excitedly.

"Burn him to ashes, let his soul fly away." Cai Jiuyang was also very excited, the slumped look on his body disappeared in an instant, no matter how violent Ye Mao was, he was about to die, but he was still alive.

All the people who were hostile to Ye Mao thought that Ye Mao was doomed this time, no matter how evil he was, facing the most powerful blow from Zhang Lingyun, a martial artist, he could only obediently die.

(End of this chapter)