Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Boom!

This fist was like a tidal wave. In an instant, Ye Feng raised his yuan power to the peak.

"Hahaha, come and die!"

Seeing that Ye Feng did not dodge and flee, but chose to fight hand to hand. Balu gave a hearty laugh. He fought with the air for a long time. He was stuffy and difficult to stop. Finally, he waited until the other party punched.

Without hesitation, his left hand rushed forward, and the strong yuan force light of his upper body surged up and gathered into his fist.

Boom

At the critical moment, when his fists were handed over, Ye Feng looked solemn, quietly wrapped the green and dark fire in the fire yuan, drew it in the air, and suddenly rolled up the flame on Balu's head, which was like an enemy, and recoiled back.

At the same time, the fire attribute Wu pulse in his body beats violently, and there is a trend that he can't suppress the smell of fire.

"What did you... Do!"

Baru's eyes suddenly opened wide. In a trance, he only felt that the fire he had inspired was out of control, and it was difficult to hurt the enemy.

There was a dull explosion, the fist wind surged out, Baru's eyes protruded, and his vitality armor sank quietly. With a bang, his muscles and bones around his chest made a strange sound of "clala", and Baru, whose face turned blood red, withdrew wildly for several steps, which barely stabilized his body.

One punch hit, Ye Feng turned and left. As soon as his front foot left, the rear "flame cut through the air" had cut the earth. As long as it was a little late, it was possible to cut his whole son's waist in two sections.

"What's the matter? The Terran boy... Hurt Baru with one punch?"

"Do you see clearly why the flame shot by Baru turned back in a moment?"

“……”

Everyone was surprised.

Just now this scene happened too fast. Everything was only between lightning and flint. It took only two or three seconds from Ye Feng's fist to his body shape.

However, in the blink of an eye, his fists were handed over, the flame rolled back, Baru's fist in his chest retreated, Ye Feng dodged the "flame cut in the air", and everything happened in an orderly manner.

Shuimu's eyes were muddy and his face was gloomy. Looking at Ye Feng walking away, he was thoughtful. He had fought with Balu before and knew the power of the barbarian warrior. With his cultivation, he didn't dare to fight with Balu close.

But the four heavy Terran boy in front of the virtual environment not only did this, but even hurt Balu.

This... Is almost incredible.

Is there a master at the level of "Renjie" in the adult family?

"What the hell did you do? What boxing did you use?"

Balu was depressed and almost crazy. His blood gas surged in his body, the flame totem was in a mess, and the air cutting was also slow for a few minutes, and naturally stopped.

Just now he was sure of winning, but the flame suddenly rolled back and was used by Ye Feng. This scene completely disrupted his rhythm.

The flame totem on my body is the "barbarian God tattoo" of the tribe. Since the day of cultivation, it has been integrated with the flesh. There has never been such a strange scene.

There is only one possibility to cause this situation, that is, the opponent's flame level is higher than his own flame attribute.

"What kind of boxing? This is Wang BA's broken brute fist. My blood dragon flag was created specifically to fight Wang ba. No matter what others have, it's a standard to fight Wang Bayi."

Ye Feng opened his mouth solemnly and angrily, and the barbarians around him scolded one after another.

"You're irritating me, you rude little beast, but don't be happy too early. It's just firefly light. It's just a conspiracy. I want to kill you without any effort."

Ye Feng played him from beginning to end. Today, he lost a big face in front of martial artists of all ethnic groups. But at this time, Baru calmed down and stopped yelling like before.

"Then you can do it. My blood dragon flag disciples always kill one of you."

"Our slogan is... Kill the wild dog, the more the better."

It's not surprising that Ye Feng died endlessly. As soon as he said this, the face of the human race became very strange. Although there were constant disputes among all ethnic groups, I'm afraid I can't find a few of such a high-profile and rampant sect in thirteen counties.

"Blood dragon flag..."

"Special Niang's blood dragon flag... Where's the sect gate? When I leave the endless City, I will destroy his whole gate."

Many barbarian warriors secretly gnash their teeth and engrave the word "blood dragon flag" in their hearts.

Boo

Just as Ye Feng's words fell, suddenly a clear voice came out of the void. The vitality of the whole heaven and earth fluctuated at this moment. On Balu, there was an unprecedented strong breath rising slowly.

His body twisted and his bones clucked. His originally tall and strong body became three points higher, and his whole face was ferocious.

The flame totem located above his head was a great work of fire light, which rose up to a height of about ten feet, setting him off as a fire man.

No, Vulcan.

The God of fire came to earth and the fire devil came to the world.

He suffered a loss in the fight and was humiliated by Ye Feng in continuous words, which made Balu angry. His cultivation was urged to the peak, and his anger turned into a sense of war. He wanted to make a powerful and incessant attack.

"That boy is strong enough to force Baru to this extent..."

All the onlookers subconsciously withdrew a small step. Zhong Li in the crowd looked solemn. While marveling at Ye Feng's combat power, he was shocked by Balu's current performance. The situation in front of him made him worry about Ye Feng.

"Manlong FA Yin!"

Baru drank violently, his breath was very hot, and the breath exhaled from his nostrils was a little foamy.

He seems to be integrated with the flame totem. His body surface is full of murders. His hands point to the sky and lead the earth. From the flame totem, a huge man dragon's head protrudes out, which is powerful and amazing.

Roar!

The dragon's eyes twinkled like two small lanterns. The fierce light burst out and made everyone feel a clatter in their hearts.

"The strongest martial art of the flame tribe, the flame dragon mark? It's displayed!"

"My mother has a fourth uncle and grandmother. Balu is too impulsive. This is the trick of the flame tribe to press the bottom of the box. After using it, it will fall into a period of weakness... It's used now. What about opening the endless tower tomorrow?"

The other fighters were startled.

The real good play will not start until tomorrow. Everyone wants to retain their strength. Baru is obviously enraged to the extreme, otherwise he will never do so.

"Hum, a fool... Sure enough, barbarians are simple minded..."

The rear water eyes were muddy, his eyes showed a touch of disdain, and he sneered in his heart. He had chosen to give way before. Baru exposed his strength in advance and exhausted his cards. It would be easier to deal with it next time.

The Dragon chants, especially the flames in the mouth of the dragon, which may flow thousands of miles at any time.

Ye Feng's face changed slightly because of his power.

In his perception, Baru's momentum has risen to an unprecedented level, and the whole person is like a volcano about to erupt.

Kill mang Dao quietly. Now he can't keep it anymore. With Tianjie divine soldiers in hand, even if Baru is strong, he doesn't have to be too afraid.

Under the running meridians, the yuan force among the four limbs and bones burst like a dam, and suddenly spread to the body of the mang killing knife.

Hiss, hiss

The cold blade broke out a violent sonic boom, such as a beating flame, which suddenly attracted the attention of many barbarian warriors