Young Martial God

"My God, there are actually so many spirit artifacts? Truly inconceivable!"    

Yue Rou stared blankly at the spirit artifacts in the Light Screen and swallowed her saliva. As the Yue Family's Eldest Miss, she had naturally heard of this ancient spirit artifact.    

But in her understanding, an ancient spirit weapon, even a low grade one, could make a Unforgetful Stage warrior go crazy for it. In fact, it took decades for such a spirit weapon to come into being.    

However, in front of her, so many spirit weapons had actually appeared.    

If it was in the outside world, even the people of the Spirit Sect would go crazy.    

"So many spirit artifacts, I've made a fortune."    

Countless spirit artifacts, even Ye Zhi was deeply shocked. Although he already had one, even if he didn't use it, it would still be a priceless treasure.    

The three of them followed the crowd and rushed into the beast horde.    

Wuu! Wuu! Wuu!    

The roars of the beasts were deafening like thunder in the hall. However, at this moment, the group of people had already been lured into a frenzy by the spirit artifacts in front of them. All of them had unleashed their full strength.    

In just a few dozen breaths of time, the endless horde of monsters had become sparse, and countless corpses of monsters lay on the ground. It was a shocking sight.    

The blood gathered into a river and then flowed into the ground in a strange manner.    

This scene was exactly the same as the one on the plaza.    

But now, everyone's eyes were only focused on the precious spirit artifacts. No one noticed this strange scene.    

Xie Jiang's team was considered a very strong team among the teams present. At this moment, they were in the first tier, and the one at the back was Loo Yun.    

Compared to the others, he seemed very calm.    

Loo Yun stared at the blood seeping into the ground with a strange look in his eyes, and then disappeared without a trace. His eyes flickered with a light that made one's heart palpitate.    

"Haha, let's kill him. The more the better."    

"I was the first to break through the defense line of the monsters. Those things are all mine. Don't snatch them"    

A shout echoed in the sky above the main hall. A peak One Thought Stage warrior had broken through the defense line of the monster and rushed towards the light barrier.    

Bang!    

Approaching the Light Screen. That martial artist's palm carried a tremendous might as it heavily pressed down.    

The medicinal Light Screen surged with ripples, and then strangely dispersed.    

Seeing this scene, some people were stunned.    

"Chong, what are you staring blankly for?"    

"Those are mine, mine."    

All of the martial artists' eyes were red with killing intent. They even saw that there were people blocking in front of them, and they didn't hesitate to swing their blades at them.    

In an instant, an intense slaughter began to take place, not just between martial artists and monsters.    

Strands of figures broke through the monster's defense line, stepping on the corpses of the monsters and their companions as they rushed towards the spirit artifact.    

When the martial artist riding on a cloud of dust saw the medicinal Light Screens disperse, his eyes turned red. He raised his hand and extended it towards the nearest saber.    

The moment he touched it.    

Boom ~ ~    

A strange fluctuation suddenly swept through the hall, causing all the spirit artifacts to suddenly tremble.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

A burst of air tore through the air like tens of thousands of arrows shooting out at the same time. The entire main hall seemed to have been completely torn apart at this moment, buzzing and trembling.    

"Ya ~ ~ ~"    

A miserable wail rose into the sky, and it was filled with an imposing aura.    

At this time, all of the martial artists at the very front stopped in their tracks. They watched in horror as the martial artist who had touched the saber was instantly pierced through by countless spirit artifacts and torn into pieces.    

"Quick, run!"    

"Help, help ~ ~"    

The martial artist who had been blinded by greed finally came to his senses and fled frantically.    

However, he was still a step too late. The spiritual artifacts that flew out, regardless of their speed or strength, were extremely terrifying. Even a peak One Thought Stage martial artist would find it difficult to defend against them.    

The sky was filled with spirit artifacts. They were pitch black and shone with five colors of light. They poured out and flew towards everyone like a tsunami.    

"Cheh, Spirit Weapons have spirit items. Only the strong can obtain them."    

Seeing this scene, the crowd couldn't help but sigh. When they saw this scene, someone snorted coldly.    

While a large number of martial artists were fleeing in a sorry state, there were also many figures that jumped up and stepped on the void, grabbing towards the scattered spirit artifacts.    

"Greedy people are not pitiable."    

Ye Zhi coldly stared at the martial artists one after another, dying under the spirit artifacts. His eyes flashed. He looked at Yue Rou and Xi Zhong, who were inexplicably shocked, and said, "Spirit artifacts are spiritual objects. Without great strength, if you want to obtain them, you will end up like this. Take whatever you like. "    

There were at least a hundred spirit artifacts in front of him. The previous wave of impact had caused one-third of the martial artists to die. Now, there were only about fifty people left.    

Wanting to obtain all of the spirit artifacts was practically an impossible task.    

Hearing Ye Zhi's words, Yue Rou and Xi Zhong looked at each other. Then, they gritted their teeth and flew towards the spirit artifacts above.    

Seeing the two of them fly up, Ye Zhi stomped his foot and shot up like an arrow.    

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

The same spirit weapon turned into a ray of light and fell like a meteor. It tore through space and rushed out of the hall with shocking energy.    

In a short moment, many spiritual artifacts even flew out of the hall.    

Ye Zhi scanned the spiritual artifacts and searched for a target.    

"Kid, the white one on the right."    

Suddenly, Unparalleled Old Devil's notification sounded in his mind. Ye Zhi narrowed his eyes and saw a wisp of pure white light carrying a terrifying murderous aura tearing through the void and flying out.    

It was obvious how important this spirit weapon was to Unparalleled Old Devil.    

Without any hesitation, Ye Zhi's body flashed and instantly rushed over.    

Bang!    

Ye Zhi's face was solemn as he faced the pure white light. The aura emitted from the light was even more terrifying than his wolf plate.    

Ye Zhi gritted his teeth and unleashed all his strength. He opened his fingers and grabbed at the light.    

Bang!    

The moment he grabbed the spirit weapon, Ye Zhi felt a surge of power attack him, making him unable to resist at all. He was sent flying backwards. There was a terrifying murderous aura coming from inside, making him feel as if he was in a battlefield of slaughter. A hint of blood appeared in his eyes.    

"Tch, a small spirit artifact and you still dare to be arrogant?"    

Within Ye Zhi's body, Unparalleled Old Devil let out a cold snort. The pressure of a Martial Venerable Stage instantly crushed over, and the pure white light that was grabbing onto Ye Zhi's hand suddenly stopped, and it quickly quieted down.    

Ye Zhi finally managed to stabilize himself. He slowly wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth and lowered his head to take a look.    

It turned out that this was a pure white bow. There were numerous black lines carved on the bow's body. With just a glance, Ye Zhi felt a sense of loss.    

"What a terrifying feeling. What kind of level is this thing?"    

Ye Zhi bit the tip of his tongue, and the pain caused him to be slightly awake. He held onto his mind and looked at the white bow with terror in his heart.    

"This thing isn't simple."    

As the saying goes, a spirit weapon has a spirit. Ye Zhi felt an extremely terrifying energy from it, and it was even more terrifying than when he was facing a Unforgetful Stage expert.    

"Eh?"    

As if he had noticed something, Ye Zhi suddenly raised his head and looked at it with a stunned expression.    

A familiar figure rushed over from the other side. It seemed to have been pulled over by the impact of some kind of spirit artifact.    

"Xie Han, we are enemies on a narrow road."    

Looking at Xie Han, who was dragged over in a sorry state, Ye Zhi revealed a strange smile.    

"Eh? It's you?"    

Xie Han also noticed Ye Zhi. His facial expression changed drastically, and fear appeared on his face.    

His fear had penetrated deep into his heart.    

Ye Zhi could even fight his elder brother, Xie Jiang. He was only a late One Thought Stage warrior, and he was no match for Ye Zhi.    

The moment he saw Ye Zhi, he grabbed the spiritual weapon in his hand without hesitation and prepared to charge in the opposite direction.    

However, the spirit weapon was obviously not subdued by him. It was still struggling with all its might. The powerful impact made him helpless, and he was getting closer and closer to Ye Zhi.    

In front of Ye Zhi, only death awaited him.    

Xie Han did not think that Ye Zhi would be merciful and spare his life.    

"Damn, you are seeking death."    

He gritted his teeth and suddenly let out a roar. His entire body surged with violent spirit energy as he poured it into the spirit weapon.    

Boom ~ ~    

The spirit artifact in his hand trembled for a while and actually slowly calmed down.    

Seeing this scene, Xie Han let out a long sigh of relief. A hint of blood appeared on his pale face. He glanced at Ye Zhi in shock, then quickly retreated.    

"You're already here. Don't leave."    

Ye Zhi grinned and disappeared from where he was standing.    

"Goo!    

When Ye Zhi disappeared, Xie Han swallowed hard. A chill rose from the bottom of his feet. He was so shocked that he didn't hesitate and fell down.    

"Brother, brother, save me!"    

He knew that he couldn't stop Ye Zhi. Therefore, as he was falling, he shouted at Xie Jiang.    

At this moment, Xie Jiang had caught a spirit weapon and was fighting against it.    

When he heard Xie Han's voice, Xie Jiang's face turned pale.    

When he saw that it was Ye Zhi, Xie Jiang's face twisted and his killing intent surged. He shouted, "Ye Zhi, come at me if you have anything. Let my brother go!"    

A terrifying aura surged out of his body. The spirit weapon in his hand instantly became as obedient as a sheep.    

Bang!    

The air exploded. Xie Jiang took a step forward and dashed over like a shooting star.    

"Haha, I didn't know that you two had a deep relationship as brothers."    

Ye Zhi had appeared behind Xie Han at some point in time. He ignored Xie Jiang's threat.    

It was time to settle the score with Xie Jiang.    

He did not feel any fear or regret in his heart.    

Poor people had their own detestable parts.    

It was Xie Han who took the initiative to start everything. He had brought it upon himself. In the end, he would be the one to pay for it.    

Hearing Ye Zhi's voice, Xie Han was scared out of his wits. He used all of his spiritual power and rushed to where Xie Jiang was.    

"Xie Han, you asked for it. You can't blame anyone else."    

Ye Zhi smiled. His cold smile was like a devil. Xie Han felt cold all over, as if he had fallen to the bottom of the valley.    

Whoosh!    

The loud sound made Xie Han's body freeze. He widened his eyes and looked at his heart in a daze. A huge fist appeared in his line of sight.    

"Ye... Ye... Ye... ... ""    

A hazy voice came from Xie Han's throat. As the blood slowly flowed out, the life force in Xie Han's eyes quickly faded away.    

"Ye Zhi, you are f * cking seeking death!"    

When Xie Jiang saw this scene, his killing intent soared to the sky. His heart felt like it was going to explode. His entire body was surging with spirit energy, and in an instant, he turned into a giant dragon. The giant dragon body gave off a kind of destructive pressure.    

Even the spiritual weapons that erupted froze under this pressure. In the main hall, the void exploded, and countless cracks appeared.    

Ye Zhi felt the dark clouds above his head and the surging pressure, causing his legs to tremble and his body to be pressed down heavily.    

The corner of his mouth was stained with blood. Ye Zhi stared at the giant dragon above his head, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.    

Teng Long, is this his martial intent?    

What a terrifying pressure. Even if I used all my strength, I still wouldn't be able to resist it.    

Endless fear followed like a shadow, constantly eroding Ye Zhi's mind.