Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Stop pretending. Look at you, you don't look like a young miss from a wealthy family. Otherwise, do you not even have a guard?"

"Pah!" I entered the Great Black Forest to kill the lowest level Low Grade Demonic Beast? And bring guards? Your brain is making a fool of you! " Unruly Girl bellowed.

Ye Feng naturally scoffed at his. If he had not delayed the Flame Tiger, this giant tiger would have chased her to the ends of the earth.

"You, what kind of expression is that? "Haha, looks like you don't believe that I have the ability to do so?" Unruly Girl was so angry that she laughed instead, a dense Qi appeared above her head, but after her chest rose and fell, she forced herself to calm down, and quickly threw out a withered yellow book, "I cannot give you a hundred gold taels, it's not that I don't have it, but I just didn't bring it. I see that you have brute force, but have not learned any martial arts.

"What the hell?" Ye Feng reached out and took it. The withered yellow book was thin and there were four words on it: "Hundred Beast King Fist".

"What the hell?" The country bumpkin just didn't know anything. The Hundred Beast King Fist is a Profound Ranked Martial Technique passed down in my family, and its value is much higher than a hundred gold taels. Let alone a hundred, even if it was a thousand gold taels, it would still not be enough. " Unruly Girl raised her head and said haughtily.

"Xuan class? Why didn't you talk about Heaven Rank? Little girl, you just like to brag. Forget it, since I, Ye Feng, am not going to bully women, I will accept it. After stuffing the withered yellow book into his embrace without a care, Ye Feng shook his head and walked away …

"Your name is Ye Feng?"

"If you have the ability, then stop for me!"

"Stinking Ye Feng killed Ye Feng, and he actually said that I like to brag?"

"Hmph, you definitely can't let me see you at Royal City!"

While stamping her feet, she looked at the back of the figure and cursed loudly. Only when the shadow in the forest had completely disappeared did she walk towards the corpse of the gigantic Flame Tiger with her mouth pouting in indignation. She angrily extended her right hand.

There was an unremarkable bronze ring on his finger.

With a flick of her wrist, the bronze ring faintly sparkled, and the several zhang long and several thousand jin tiger corpse on the ground immediately disappeared without a trace. Afterwards, she gave a glare at the direction Ye Feng left in, as though she was still annoyed. With a cold expression, she rushed towards the opposite direction.

If Ye Feng saw the scene before, he would definitely believe what the Unruly Girl had said. Because, a person who could afford to use a Storage Ring would casually give a Profound Ranked Martial Technique as a gift, it was indeed not too big of a deal …

"..."

Not far from the entrance of the Great Black Forest, Zhao Huo and the other two were wandering around like headless flies.

"Brother Fire, that piece of trash must have already died, and there are no remains left of him. That's why there are no traces of him." Beside Zhao Huo, the monkey-like, sharp-tongued Zhao Yong said gloatingly, "I've been searching around this place for two days already, and I haven't even seen any Ghost s yet. This trash must have met a ferocious beast the moment he entered, if not, I, Zhao Yong would have definitely taken his head long ago."

"Let's go out and not waste time."

Zhao Huo's expression was also unsettled. Before he came, Zhao Tianle had instructed him that he must definitely let this trash, Ye Feng, in. Even though he did not see Ye Feng's corpse, he reckoned that he should not have any bones left, so he could be considered to have successfully completed the mission given by the Deacon.

"Let's go, f * cking be eaten by wild beasts. This waste has good luck, otherwise, if we end up in this daddy's hands, I'll definitely make him suffer a fate worse than death." After we go out, when Deacon is tired of's little mother's skin, he will definitely give his to us brothers to play with. " Zhao Huo laughed obscenely and bellowed, when he thought of Hua Ling's figure, Zhao Huo had an urge to burst out laughing.

But at that moment, his eyes jumped as a familiar figure appeared in front of them.

The person's clothes were tattered, and his body emitted a pungent smell of blood. However, the expression on his immature face had a hint of coldness. It was obvious that he had heard what Zhao Huo had just said, and was precisely the piece of trash they were bitterly searching for — — Ye Feng.

"Ha …" Why is this trash not dead yet? "

Upon seeing Ye Feng emerging from the forest, Zhao Huo was startled, and then immediately revealed the expression of a cat playing with a mouse.

It was good that he didn't die.

If he didn't die, then he could play.

The two swaggered over and surrounded him.

Ye Feng's eyes gushed with a cold killing intent. Previously, he was only focused on increasing his strength and had forgotten about the matter of Zhao Huo and the rest. He did not expect that these few people would actually gather around and look for him.

He actually dared to have ideas about Hua Ling.

Then he could not blame himself for being cruel and merciless.

Both of them were going to die!

"Trash, do you know why we are waiting for you here?" Zhao Huo stopped Ye Feng with a look of disdain.

"Because you want to die!" Ye Feng bellowed, his eyes filled with killing intent looking down on the two of them, in that moment, his fist swept out, his figure charging towards the two of them.

"Aiya, what the f * ck …"

"Trash like you still dare to make the first move?"

Zhao Yong who was standing in front had his veins pop out, his fist had released five to six hundred kilograms of strength, he was obviously not merciful, the powerful winds behind his fist pierced through bamboo, and in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Ye Feng.

"Kill this trash, bring his head to the Deacon." Zhao Huo clamored.

A look of ridicule appeared in Ye Feng's eyes.

Boom …

Both fists collided, the Qi flowing through the sand, Ye Feng remained motionless, but Zhao Yong's fist was drenched in blood, his body was like a kite with its string broken as he was flung more than 10 metres away.

"Ah …" He cried out miserably. He felt as if his fist had hit a steel plate. It was extremely painful, and the bone in his right arm had clearly been broken.

"How is this possible? How could this piece of trash have such powerful strength? I was actually injured by trash! " Zhao Yong looked at his fist in disbelief, the blood stains on top of it and the intense pain that came from it caused him to be in disbelief.

Zhao Huo who was at the side was also stunned. Ye Feng was famous for being a trash, even if he had awoken a few days ago, he only had one Martial Vein, but how did he suddenly defeat Zhao Yong who had entered the tiger's power level several years ago with a single punch, and yet he was completely unharmed?

Ye Feng's hair danced gently, and his clothes fluttered. His eyes stared at Zhao Huo who did not dare to move recklessly.

"Today, I'll let you all know who is the true trash." His lips slightly parted as he coldly laughed.

"You … "Go to hell!" Zhao Huo was flustered and exasperated, a short sword already appeared in his hand, and he suddenly thrust towards Ye Feng's chest.

Whoosh …

He was also considered to be one of the stronger people among the young generation in Zhao Family Manor. Although he had only practiced the most basic of sword techniques, he was still a martial skill.

The sword qi was bone-piercing, Ye Feng frowned, and dodged to the side slightly.

"Go!" "Kill this trash."

The injured Zhao Yong also pulled out a blade with his left hand and rushed towards Ye Feng, the blade flashed, originally thinking that killing Ye Feng would be a piece of cake, but suddenly, his pupils contracted, and Ye Feng's figure disappeared from his eyes.