Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Ha ha, I knew it would be like this. We saved your life. You don't want to repay, but you shamelessly bite back?"

Ye Feng laughed angrily.

At this moment, he was really angry.

I've never seen such a shameless person before.

Just now, if Tang chuxue didn't save him, he must have become something in the mouth of the wind chasing leopard, but he didn't expect to be really said by himself and saved a white eyed wolf.

Confuse black and white and right and wrong.

"Hum, you Xitang don't pay much attention to our Eastern Zhou Dynasty. This matter is bad in nature and can't be done well, so you must give me an explanation now." the thin young man said fiercely.

"Let's talk about what you want to say?" Ye Feng moved his heart, but there was no flaw on the surface.

"Hmm? What's your identity? Go away and let the chick talk to the three brothers." the skinny young man looked at Ye Feng with extreme contempt and walked straight to Tang chuxue.

He must interfere with Tang chuxue's domestication. Otherwise, once Tang chuxue successfully domesticates animals, they will have the help of the wind chasing leopard. Although they are also confident to win the two people in front of them, they may also produce variables.

"Let's talk about it first. Maybe I can decide..." Ye Feng raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

As soon as his arm was raised, he directly blocked the other party's way.

"Smelly boy, you want to die." how did the thin young man put a half step congenital warrior in his eyes.

He has three innate accomplishments, and as a gifted disciple, his combat power is no less than the ordinary five innate accomplishments. He is very confident. He can knock the tangled smelly boy to the ground and even kill him with one shot.

After a low roar, the thin young man turned his fingers into claws and pinched it to Ye Feng's throat.

A blue claw shadow appeared in the air immediately, bringing a strong wind.

Obviously, this is to take Ye Feng down in the shortest time and don't let him get in the way.

"Brother Peng Yue, the third brother is good at cultivating the heavenly eagle and white bone claw. He is quick and like an eagle. He is just fierce, fast and dense. Well, his xuanjie martial arts should have a small success." Li Qingyuan flashed a different color in his eyes, looked at Peng Yue and said.

Peng Yue nodded and said lightly, "the boy who doesn't know how to live or die dares to jump around in front of the three of us. Isn't he impatient?"

The martial arts of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty focused on cultivating Kendo and mainly focused on killing and cutting. Compared with other countries, the martial arts strength was even stronger. Although the third man didn't draw his sword now, the claw method was fierce and unpredictable. It was easy to strike a half step in a congenital triple.

"I don't know what to do!"

Facing this seemingly fierce claw, Ye Feng just said four words coldly.

If you don't dodge, you'll blow out the same punch.

Bang

A loud noise.

"My hand!"

The next moment, the shrieking sound of the skinny young man killing a pig sounded, and the whole fist and phalanx were broken, a blur of flesh and blood.

Ye Feng just hit a punch at random. He didn't even use his martial arts Qi, but used his physical strength.

At the moment, Ye Feng's great strength in his body has almost reached the physical limit, and his strength is close to 20000 kg. In addition, he moves quickly and sends out a punch at will, which has great destructive power. Is it a congenital triple martial artist who can compare his hands and feet with one claw?

Holding the injured right hand, the thin young man subconsciously stepped back and showed infinite resentment in the eyes of Ye Feng.

Underestimate the enemy.

I was plotted by this half born boy. Damn it.

The five phalanges of the right hand are broken and can't hold the sword in a short time. For a swordsman, such damage is fatal.

"Damn it!"

Peng Yue began to face up to Ye Feng. With one punch, he could defeat his congenital triple opponent, which deserved his attention.

"Old three, you go down to heal, old two, you go and catch that chick, this boy, I'll deal with it myself."

Peng Yue's body was slightly shocked, and a long golden sword came out of his hand. Then he shot directly, and a dark golden sword awned at Ye Feng.

This is the most conservative way to play.

Even if the boy has the strength to shake himself, as long as he catches the chick, he's afraid he won't kneel down and kowtow?

At that time, we must come back with interest on him.

Ye Feng was surprised to hear him make such an arrangement.

The process of taming animals is very strict. You must completely infiltrate your spirit into the monster's mind. In a short time, you will lose all perception of the outside world. In particular, Tang chuxue has reached the critical moment of taming the wind chasing leopard, and she is devoted to it. It seems that she doesn't even know that the battle broke out on the scene.

"Smelly boy, you can't protect yourself. How can you save her?"

Li Qingyuan glanced at him triumphantly and ran towards the snow in the early Tang Dynasty.

But he just took two steps. Ye Feng had escaped the attack of the golden sword. With his wrist raised, a monster bigger than the wind chasing leopard and fiercer in breath suddenly appeared. The majestic and tall flaming lion king was like a loyal guard beside Xue in the early Tang Dynasty.

Top grade monster of Xuan level!!

At this moment, Peng Yue finally showed a look of horror.

How could he have this rank of war pet?

This was unexpected.

No one expected that a half step congenital boy could tame the mysterious level monster, and he was also the flaming lion king with few combat power in the top grade of the mysterious level.

If they had known he had such a pet, the three might not have dared to start fighting with them at all.

But now it's hard to ride a tiger.

"Boy!" Peng Yue looked at Ye Feng and shouted angrily, "don't think you can be arrogant with a monster. I'm born with five weights. I have a sword in my hand. It's a medium-class spirit tool in the Xuan level. In front of me, you're just a mole ant."

Sword is the first of hundreds of soldiers. The attack power of sword practitioners is more terrible than other weapons.

What makes Ye Feng more afraid is that the golden long sword in Peng Yue's hand is indeed several times more fierce than the general yellow terrace spirit weapon.

Ye Feng estimated that Peng Yue, with such a sharp weapon in hand, although his accomplishments are congenital five, his real combat power is absolutely comparable to the congenital seven or even eight.

Such a person is mostly unmatched by himself. The gap between their cultivation is too big.

However, his purpose is not to defeat them all alone. As long as he persists until the end of the animal training in the early Tang Dynasty, it will not be difficult to deal with Peng Yue.

"Do it. Don't let him delay."

Peng Yue seemed to see through Ye Feng's heart and issued attack instructions. He didn't give Ye Feng a chance to delay. The golden sword gas gushed directly from the tip of the sword, turned into a dark golden sword awn, and cleaved down at Ye Feng.

At the moment of the sword, Ye Feng felt a strong threat.

This man's sword is fast and fierce. It's hard to defend and avoid.

He is worthy of being a Kendo genius of the Eastern Zhou empire. Even martial artists of the same level can rarely retreat under this sword.