Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Being shocked by Ye Feng's words, a trace of fear appeared in Zhao Qi's eyes as he took a small step back in panic.

This Ye Feng was no longer the trash from before, he actually dared to kill even Deacon Zhao, who had reached the Blood Exchange Stage. Although the young master said that he succeeded from a sneak attack, his strength should still be above his own.

However, with the Young Master supporting him, and with so many clan members surnamed Zhao blocking the way, Zhao Qi felt that he could not lose too much face. Lifting his chest, he pretended to be fierce and weak as he shouted, "Ye Feng, you berserk demon, killing me with all his might, are you planning to obediently surrender or allow so many villagers to take action?"

"Tsk …"

Ye Feng didn't even have the interest to look at him. He grabbed Hua Ling's arm and took a step forward.

"We are leaving right now! I, Ye Feng, will kill whoever dares to obstruct us!" A surge of blood Qi surged out from his body, forcing Zhao Qi and the others to turn pale from shock.

"Change, Blood Exchange Stage …" Zhao Qi spat out a few words with difficulty, his expression extremely ugly.

"Scram!" Ye Feng forced himself to take another step forward, the blood qi above his head became stronger, as though they were going to explode and kill him.

"I, I, I …"

The ashen-faced Zhao Qi's aura was completely under Ye Feng's control, and the surrounding people also retreated, causing a gap to slowly appear in the circle surrounding them.

Just as Ye Feng was about to bring Hua Ling out of the crowd, and once they were allowed to leave, the Ascetic Sin would come back empty-handed. It was at this moment that Zhao Lun, who was in the distance, could no longer resist as he jumped into the crowd and appeared in front of Zhao Qi.

"Trash, useless trash. You can't even do a small thing like that. " He roared, and turned to look at Ye Feng.

"Young master, this Ye Feng, is, is a Blood Exchange Stage …"

Zhao Qi who had gulped down a mouthful of saliva started to panic. Thinking back to how he actually killed Ye Feng in front of the killing demon with the Blood Exchange Stage and sold his sister, Hua Ling, to a brothel, Zhao Qi broke out in a cold sweat, as if he had gone to hell.

"So what if you have Blood Exchange Stage? You can be arrogant just because of your Blood Exchange Stage, could it be that once you reach the Blood Exchange Stage, you can casually kill people of my surnamed Zhao? Is it possible that my surnamed Zhao will be trampled on by an outsider like Ye Feng? "

"My clan member surnamed Zhao, when have you humiliated me like this in all these years?"

"A mere trash like Ye Feng was able to kill four of our clansmen, and even our own Deacon. If he is allowed to leave just like that, what kind of face would my Zhao Family Manor have in the future?"

He waved his arms and shouted one sentence after another, causing his entire body to emit a bloody aura, which was completely not inferior to Ye Feng's. Especially his bewitching tone, which caused the over a hundred clan members of the Zhao Family to be together with him, causing his imposing manner, which was suppressed just now, to slowly rise again.

"Absolutely not."

"This trash, Ye Feng, must die!"

"I, Zhao Family clansmen, am not a lamb that anyone can slaughter …"

"Beat him to death and avenge the Deacon."

Angry roars filled the air and caused Hua Ling's beautiful face to pale. The hand that held onto Ye Feng also began to tremble slightly.

Ye Feng's expression was cold as he stared at Zhao Lun: "Are you forcing me to make a move?"

"I, Zhao Lun, am willing to die for the sake of bringing justice to my people!"

Zhao Lun laughed sinisterly, and his voice dropped to a line, "Ye Feng, you have to think carefully, although your cultivation is not bad, and I cannot keep you here, but what about Hua Ling? If you dare to ignore this young master again, this young master will definitely let all the men in the village have a taste of Hua Ling's little girl. Hmph hmph, I believe that after this young master makes this decision, she will be loved and respected even more by everyone. "

Hua Ling was Ye Feng's lifeline.

Zhao Lun could tell that as long as he could control Hua Ling, he could control Ye Feng, which was why he said such shameless words.

"Brother, don't worry about me. If you escape, then avenge me in the future!" She knew in her heart that if her brother showed weakness, the two of them would definitely fall to Zhao Lun's state of being let go.

"Why would brother leave you alone?" Clutching tightly onto Hua Ling's palm, Ye Feng indifferently replied, his voice had a sharp glint, "We shall live together and die together. But even if we die, big brother will make them pay a terrible price. "

"Big brother …"

Hua Ling's face revealed a pale smile.

She no longer tried to persuade him otherwise, because she knew that her brother had made the decision that he would never change.

"Fine, fine, fine. Then, the two of you, go die for me …" Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhao Lun's face alternated between green and white. His expression was extremely angry.

He originally thought that he had held onto Ye Feng's life vein, but he did not expect that Ye Feng and Hua Ling would actually make such a decision.

An astonishing aura started to grow on top of Zhao Lun's head, the power that it revealed caused the people of the Zhao Clan to retreat, but they quickly surrounded Zhao Lun, their fierce and greedy eyes like wolves and tigers, staring at Hua Ling.

No one dared to touch Ye Feng, but they were happy to do so.

It was as if there was an invisible layer of chilliness that gradually grew colder, and enveloped the entire place. Zhao Lun's aura became more and more imposing, and a blood-red light could be vaguely seen above his head.

This was the sign of refinement of blood energy, with an aura like a rainbow, and a cultivation base at the great perfection of the Blood Exchange Stage.

On the other side, Ye Feng also straightened his chest.

Although it was not as eye-catching as Zhao Lun, but he still stood at the top, his body was like a sword, and he had an unswerving determination.

His aura exploded and a shocking scene was about to occur.

Just as the two of them circulated the energy within their bodies and released a strike that was as fierce as thunder, an explosive shout suddenly sounded out in the air.

"Stop!"

Following the appearance of this short voice, a gust of wind swept past. With a flash of white shadow, a tall figure with a face full of dignity appeared between Ye Feng and Zhao Lun.

It was the ruler of Zhao Family Manor, Manor Lord Zhao Dapeng.

"Father, you came at the right time." Zhao Lun's eyes revealed joy.

He was worried about Ye Feng's strength, if he were to make a move, he would be injured, which would delay the next major event. However, with his father's arrival, the situation was already set, and this trash would not be able to stir up any trouble anymore.

"Ye Feng killed a clan member with the surname Zhao, he is extremely vicious, your son wants to capture this Demon Ghost, do it on the spot." Zhao Lun's voice was just and strict, it really did sound like that.

"Regarding Zhao Tianle, this Manor Lord already knows all about it." Zhao Dapeng said coldly.

"Father, please hold the line and help our son kill Ye Feng …" The excited Zhao Lun became even more spirited, and before she could even finish speaking, Zhao Dapeng's eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and after looking around, her tone became louder, and she shouted coldly:

"Humph!" He deserves to die. "

"Wh …" "What?"

Hearing this sentence, all of the surrounding clansmen of the surname Zhao were immediately struck dumb. Zhao Lun however, was struck dumb, as the expression on his face also instantly became extremely marvelous …