C869 'Can this really work? '

Ye Qingfeng turned his head around and his gaze landed on Ling Ye. "With your fake eighth level Xuan Artifact, it will be enough for you to win the next match."

Ling Ye laughed bitterly: "Brother, to be honest, if I use the Divine Abilities Realm, it would naturally be nothing much to me, but if I use it too much, maybe I can completely nurture it and advance it to a true Xuan Artifact of the eighth level. However, with my level of cultivation in the Unfettered Realm, not only will I not be able to activate all of its might, but every time I use it will also cause some damage, so far, that big killing weapon is unusable."

Hearing this, Ye Qingfeng was a little speechless, the refining techniques in the Southern Wilderness seemed to be useless and useless.

"Fine, I hope you can enter the next three battles as soon as possible. I can't wait too long."

"Brother Ye, please wait here for a moment. I will go to the sect head right now. The seniors have requested for a battle."

"Eh, go quickly." Looking at the energetic Ling Ye, Ye Qingfeng felt that he was a little interesting. This brat had great talent in array dao, maybe he could poach him from the Tian Que Sect.

Ling Ye's request was approved by Ling Changqing and the other big shots in Divine Abilities Realm. In the current fifteen battles between heaven's Unfettered Realm and heaven's pride experts, the Devil Dao had won seven matches. They had won eight matches on the correct path and were temporarily at an advantage.

Ling Ye returned quickly.

"Right now, Witch Daoists is the first to go up on stage. I wonder who he is."

Ling Ye's face was extremely solemn, he hoped that he would not run into two of them. Up until now, Tantai Jingyun and Wan Xiaoxiao had yet to go up on stage, so under the situation where he did not have the fake eighth stage Xuan Artifact as a trump card, his fighting strength was far inferior to the two demonic Heaven's Pride Demon.

However, if he was given a certain time to set up the formation, even if there were three or four single Tantai Jingyun and Wan Xiaoxiao, he would still have the confidence to face them, and contend against them.

It was followed by a flurry of exclamations!

Ling Ye's pupils contracted as his face became serious.

The most worrisome matter had happened.

Tantai Jingyun!

Young Hall Master of Asura Hall! Even though he suffered a crushing defeat at Ye Qingfeng's hands, he was still a proud genius of the same age, and even a monstrous genius!

"To think that they lost."

Hearing Ye Qingfeng's bland voice, Ling Ye couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He was no longer a defeated opponent, and could clearly imagine how Tantai Jingyun's position in Ye Qingfeng's heart was only a little higher than an ant.

"Brother Ye, Tantai Jingyun has a lot of methods, all of them are based on attack speed. I am just a formation Spellcaster, although I have the talent in fire and wind element, at most, I can only deal with ordinary geniuses."

He had a headache.

"Tantai Jingyun's strongest killing move, the Mountain Shrouding Demon Seal, is the Heaven Ranked Martial Technique. Under that technique, I really cannot block even one of it."

At the same time, the faces of the Divine Abilities Realm on the righteous path turned grim. The Devil Dao side had finally allowed Tantai Jingyun to make an appearance.

"Ling Ye, actually, if you want to defeat your subordinate, the method is very simple." Ye Qingfeng's face remained indifferent as he waved Ling Ye over.

Ling Ye could not help but go over and listen.

Five minutes later, Ling Ye's face turned pale white, his eyes opened wide in disbelief as he looked at Ye Qingfeng and said: "Brother Ye, is that alright?"

Ye Qingfeng said lightly: "Could it be that you want to admit defeat?"

Ling Ye suddenly shook his head, and said with a resolute expression: "This is the Devil General Assembly that only happens once every thousand years. I would rather die in the battlefield than be smeared for tens of thousands of years."

"Then I'll go. Go, and wait for your safe return."

Return safely? Cold sweat appeared on Ling Ye's forehead. He felt that Ye Qingfeng's trashy moves would not let him die faster.