Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 540 The enemy is coming
hum!
Rong Kun thrust out a spear. It was an ordinary spear, but at the moment of thrusting out the spear.

A strange implication appeared on the black spear.

The woman in green screamed suddenly. She felt that the moment the spear stabbed at her, it was as if an evil dragon pounced on her, and the sound of an angry dragon sounded in the void.

With a bang, the defense shield of the woman in green was shattered, and the spear pierced directly into her forehead, shattering her entire head!
One shot!
With just one shot, a female martial arts queen with a high level of cultivation had her head shot off!

Hiss~~!

The crowd gasped. They felt as if the man's shot had turned him into an evil dragon!
Destroy flowers with ruthless hands!

Such a cruel, vicious, powerful and domineering shot!
"Gun Dao, this person should have mastered the meaning of Gun Dao at a very high level. Xiaoxuan, you must be careful when you meet him!" Xuan Yue said.

Ye Xuan nodded and exclaimed, "Zhongzhou is indeed a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are everywhere. His spear intent is actually related to dragons."

Ye Xuan also couldn't help but sigh. Although the man's attack just now did not make much noise, it was extremely domineering and difficult to resist.

Xuan Yue reminded softly, "I just observed that there are many powerful warriors on other battle platforms, not only Rong Kun and Shang Tower."

"Look at the woman on stage number six. She has won nine games in a row!"

Ye Xuan looked and saw a female cultivator with the ninth level of Martial King Realm on the No. 6 battle stage. Her weapon was a zither. As she played it, she could actually attract the wind and sand around her, which turned into a sand phoenix to attack her opponent.

"And the swordsman on battle stage number four, he killed all seven opponents with one sword strike."

Xuan Yue continued, "The one on the No. 1 battle stage is the most powerful. His martial spirit is like a scorching sun, and the flames he emits even make me feel a little afraid."

Ye Xuan also noticed the man on the No. 1 battle platform and said, "His martial spirit should be the 'Daluo Zhuri' martial spirit, which is a mid-level heavenly level."

"Oh, you know a lot about martial spirits." Xuan Yue said in surprise.

Ye Xuan smiled and gently stroked her long hair.

Of course, he knows a lot about martial souls. If he wants to integrate other martial souls, he cannot be blind and he pays great attention to other martial souls.

This Daluo Zhuri martial soul is considered to be the top-level fire-type martial souls, and the flames it emits are said to be able to burn mountains and boil seas!

The man just waved his hand and streaks of dragon fire appeared, burning all the opponent's weapons and defenses to ashes!
Seeing Ye Xuan stroking Xuan Yue's hair, the men around him showed jealousy in their eyes.

Although Xuan Yue covered her face, her voice was like the sound of nature, causing the hearts of the male cultivators who heard it to beat fast.

In fact, there are quite a few beautiful female practitioners in the martial arts field. Women wearing black stockings, flesh-colored stockings, crystal stockings, and gauze skirts can be seen everywhere.

Long white legs, slender waist, surging weapons...

But the men around Ye Xuan did not look at those women.

Anyone could see that Xuan Yue was a stunningly beautiful female cultivator. Although she was just standing there calmly, she had a sense of peerless elegance.

Moreover, Xuan Yue’s cultivation was even higher, she was a powerful female martial artist.

Xuan Yue was still wearing a white dress today. The hem just covered her knees, revealing her white and smooth calves in the air. Her crystal clear feet were wearing a pair of white crystal shoes. Each of her cute toes was like a pearl, making some male cultivators with special hobbies want to kneel on the ground and hold each of those pearls in their mouths.

Three thousand black hairs flowing down to the waist, tall and long legs, slender waist, full breasts, perfect curves...

All of this made it so that even if Xuan Yue covered her face, she would still be overshadowed by the female cultivators around her.

Ye Xuan has also clearly felt Xuan Yue's terrifying attraction... many knife-like eyes are falling on him, full of jealousy and even murderous intent.

I felt like I wanted to go up and stab him with two swords: How could such a white swan, a beauty that I dare not even have blasphemous thoughts about, fall for a toad like you?
Ye Xuan sighed in his heart, sometimes it is not a good thing for his woman to be too beautiful.

He didn't care too much and just chatted with Xuan Yue casually.

At this time, on the viewing platform of the martial arts field, many people from the Moluo Sect were watching the battles on the ten battle platforms.

The viewing platform was particularly lively today because a big shot had arrived, the Holy Son of the Moluo Sect!

As the holy son of the Moluo Sect, Zang Ye holds a very high status in the Moluo Sect, and the elders all have to give him some face.

Zang Ye came to the viewing platform surrounded by a group of beauties. He simply ignored the flattery of the beautiful disciples around him.

This kind of vulgar woman who throws herself at him is just a bitch who is attracted by his status as the Son of God. Although she is pretty, it is enough for her to play with him.

Thinking back to when Zang Ye was just an ordinary disciple of the Moluo Sect, why didn't these women come and undress? They even looked down on him and despised him.

All in all, it's all cheap!

"Congratulations, Brother Zang, for advancing to the Martial Emperor realm! From now on, who among the younger generation of the Moluo Sect can compete with Brother Zang!" Upon seeing Zang Ye coming, several secret disciples hurriedly stood up and congratulated him.

"Yeah." Zang Ye nodded lightly, his expression quite cold.

He successfully advanced to the Martial Emperor a few days ago, which should have been a happy thing, but Zang Ye just couldn't be happy.

The reason was simple: it was all because of that damn Ye Xuan. He had dealt him too great a blow. How could he, the Holy Son of the Moluo Sect, be crushed by a casual cultivator whose cultivation was much lower than his in the Blood Saint inheritance land?
This was unacceptable to Zang Ye. They were both competing for the inheritance, so why did he have to endure the pressure and climb the path to inheritance step by step, while Ye Xuan could fly up? Zang Ye had never figured it out.

Zang Ye was very unwilling to accept that the Blood Saint inheritance was snatched away by Ye Xuan. In a rage, he left the inheritance site and immediately went into seclusion, advancing to the Martial Emperor realm.

"Humph, Ye Xuan was captured by the third elder of the Sun Moon Palace and should be dead. The final winner is still me, Zang Ye."

Thinking that Ye Xuan was dead, Zang Ye felt relieved. The only pity was that he failed to obtain Ye Xuan's inheritance.

Just as Zang Ye was thinking, a surprised voice suddenly rang out: "Look, Her Highness the Saint is here too!"

Zang Ye's eyes suddenly flashed with shock as he looked over. In the sight of everyone, he saw a stunning woman, surrounded by several disciples of the Moluo Sect who were obviously of extraordinary status, walking up to watch the fight.

The young woman has long black hair, a face as beautiful as jade, a graceful figure, a slender waist, eyes like stars, and a black dress that flutters naturally, giving her the temperament of a demon fairy.

Her arrival immediately attracted the admiration of countless people in the viewing platform and even in the square.

This Mara Saint is like the Demon Snow Lotus of Tianshan Mountain. She gives people a feeling of being out of touch with the world, making people love her and feel awe.

That’s right, it’s Yaochi.

For a time, Zang Ye and Yao Chi attracted the attention of thousands of people.

(End of this chapter)