Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Zhao Family Manor?" They had never heard of such a thing before, but a look of disdain appeared in the eyes of a few Wang Family disciples.

Wang Han came out of the pool and bitterly said, "Stinky brat, I underestimated you. Come, come, let's fight one more time."

"Underestimate your opponent?"

Ye Feng gave a noncommittal smile.

Maybe the other party had truly underestimated him, but even if he had used all of his strength and unleashed 120% of his strength, Ye Feng was confident that he would be able to easily defeat him.

The only person who piqued his interest was the Qi Condensation expert, Wang Lin.

"Wang Han!" You are not his match. "

The imperial clansman who was walking forward said those words coldly, and immediately after, a faintly discernable battle intent surged from him as he stared at Ye Feng.

"Whiz!"

His body moved, and seemed to have turned into a gust of wind, blocking Ye Feng's path.

"Hmm?" Ye Feng's face darkened.

"You snatched something from my Wang Family, and you want to leave just like that?" On the empire's face, there was a carefree expression, but there was a hint of playfulness in its eyes.

"F * ck off."

Ye Feng's gaze turned cold, and his voice sounded like thunder.

Spirit grass in Great Black Forest grew naturally, since when did it become something that belonged to their Wang Family? As for the person who had injured Wang Family, was he going to allow him to cut off his own arm just like that? What Son of Aristocratic Family, they were just robbers.

"Martial cultivator. If you have the strength to speak, I won't waste my breath on you. If you wish to leave, that's fine. As long as you can surpass me …"

The dynasty frowned, but its face was brimming with confidence, as if everything was under its control.

Ye Feng squinted his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

So what if you have Wang Family?

It was true that the three great families were huge beings within the Bali City, but Ye Feng did not care. If these few disciples of the Wang Family were to get entangled, they would directly kill them, throw away their corpses in the wilderness.

"You and I will fight. If you win, we will not hesitate. If you lose, kneel down and kowtow and admit your mistake." The dynasty continued.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

Ye Feng was unafraid, he stepped out and stood in front of the empire.

Facing the dynasty, he felt a trace of pressure.

Qi Transformation Stage and Blood Exchange Stage were different, and were not just related to the difference of one level of cultivation. When one reached Qi Transformation Stage, one's inner strength would transform into Vital Qi, causing qualitative changes.

Needless to say, the other party, as a Son of Aristocratic Family of this level, would definitely train in some profound techniques.

However, Bali City was, after all, a small place. Even if it was the three great families, the best martial skills they possessed would not be overpowered.

"Whiz!"

The two figures moved at the same time.

Ye Feng's figure was agile, every step he took was filled with berserk energy, while both of his legs seemed to have turned into afterimages, so much so that even if he swept across the snow, he would not leave any traces behind.

Traceless Treading on the Snow.

He must have cultivated a movement technique.

"Where did this Ye Feng come from? Zhao Family Manor? When did such a character appear in the countryside? "

"It's a pity that I don't have a good self-knowledge. Brother Chao's movement technique has already reached the initial stage, and his speed alone far surpasses that bumpkin's!"

"Humph!" He was only in the middle stage of the Blood Exchange Stage, there was a huge gap between Qi Transformation and Blood Transformation, and this brat actually had the guts to fight against Brother Chao? I can't wait for this brat to kowtow. "

"You didn't say that I didn't notice, but Brother Chao didn't use Vital Qi at all, and instead used his normal inner strength to play with him …"

"..."

The three Wang Family disciples' faces were full of pride as they discussed among themselves, as if they had already seen Ye Feng kneeling and begging for forgiveness.

"Ye Feng, take this palm of mine!"

The empire gave a loud roar.

Hu hu!

Wind howled as inner strength gushed out of his body.

His right hand suddenly struck out, and all that could be seen with the naked eye, palm shadows blotted out the sky and covered the earth as they swept towards Ye Feng.

More than ten palm afterimages, whether they were real or fake, made it difficult for the spectating Wang Family trio to tell which palm attack was the real one. If he made a wrong judgement, he would undoubtedly be beaten to a pulp.

"It's the high grade yellow-rank martial skill, Spirit Serpent Dance."

"Allegedly, once one cultivates the Spirit Serpent Dance to the Perfection Stage, one can create 99 afterimages. Since Brother Chao can already create over 10 afterimages, he ought to have reached the initial stage."

"Truly amazing. As expected of my Wang Family's elite disciple. Even Brother Chao is only slightly weaker than Brother Chong and Brother Sheng."

"..."

"Superior Grade Yellow Ranked Martial Technique?" Ye Feng's heart calmed down.

He did not know the rank of the Martial Technique that the dynasty had displayed. However, if it was only a Superior Grade Yellow Ranked Martial Technique, what did he have to fear?

He was using a Profound Ranked Martial Technique.

There was a huge difference between the Xuan Level and the Yellow Level. The difference wasn't as simple as the difference in strength.

If the empire only had this little bit of ability, even if it was in the late stage of Qi Transformation Stage, Ye Feng would not take it to heart.

Both of his eyes congealed, and he did not even consider which afterimage contained a real strike. Ye Feng immediately pulled back his arms, swung out his right fist, and a clean and crisp punch swept towards the palm image that was made by Huang Tidemark.

Hundred Beast King Fist, Turtle Pull Mountain!

One force reduces ten.

I don't care if it's true or false.

Pow!

The fists and palms collided.

In that moment, both Ye Feng and the dynasty were pushed back at the same time. Ye Feng retreated three steps, while the other empires with higher cultivation retreated seven or eight steps.

Wang Han and the others who were watching were dumbfounded.

The Wang Family elites that they thought were invincible were actually at a disadvantage and were forced back by a small country bumpkin?

"Your strength is actually this much stronger than a normal Blood Exchange Stage."

The dynasty who was standing steadily also looked at Ye Feng with incomparable shock.

No wonder Wang Han had been punched into the water twice.

Ye Feng only looked at him indifferently and did not answer.

Ever since he had established the Evergreen And Everlasting Vein, he had absorbed a lot of spirit herbs. Under the accumulation of time and time again, his strength, defense, and speed had all surpassed those of Martial Cultivator s of the same level.

He weighed more than 2000 pounds.

In addition, with the suppression from the Hundred Beast King Fist's grade, it only caused the empire to retreat a few steps.

"It's amazing that you can force me back. But it's fine, since my physical strength is weaker than yours, then you should just pray for yourself! "

The empire's expression changed before it suddenly turned grim.

"Give it your all. If you don't use the Vital Qi, you will lose for sure." Ye Feng squinted his eyes and said slowly.

"Arrogant brat …" To force me to such a state, even if you lose, you still have honor. "

In the next moment, the emperor's body trembled, an indescribable force was released, and a three feet long Longsword appeared in his hand.

"This fellow is truly a monster. His cultivation is only at the middle Blood Exchange Stage but he is still able to force Brother Zhao to use the Vital Qi."

"That's right. Even with Brother Chao's inner strength, he was still able to suppress a high level martial skill." "You can imagine how terrifying this fellow's strength is."

"Look, Brother Chao is taking out his sword." This kid is dead for sure. " On the side, Wang Han's face turned red as he shouted.

"..."

The body of the empire shook as it flew out.

It was the same movement technique from before, but its speed was almost 20% faster.

On the other side, another object appeared in Ye Feng's hand. With the short iron rod in hand, his aura instantly changed, his eyes were sharp like a sword, piercing through the heart, and waves after waves of sharp Qi emitted from his body.