Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"We went to the Jupiter sect. Qianqiu Tu came to meet us..."

Bai Yinxing narrated the story impartially. He didn't add any oil or integrate into his personal emotions.

It can be said that it is most appropriate to let the white occult star explain what happened.

All patriarchs always listened with an expressionless face. When Ye Feng asked the third patriarch of Yunyu sect to kneel down.

Cloud magic water three people obviously show anger. In their eyes, Ye Feng is too arrogant and rude.

Even if they had plotted Ye Feng's secret before, how could they kneel down to a small generation of people as the patriarch of the ten major sects? This is a humiliation to them.

Later, when they learned that Ye Feng had suppressed the six eight star peak supreme elders by himself, they couldn't help but be silent.

They have never mastered such power, nor can they master it.

Every eight star peak is the strongest of Terrans. Even if there is a certain gap in strength between them, no matter how powerful an eight star peak is, it can't defeat six with one.

Even Wu Hengyu, the leader of the cold blade sect, the strongest of the three sects, can only defeat three with one at most, and he is the weakest three at the peak of the eight stars. If he is a little stronger, he can't cope with it.

It is almost certain that Ye Feng has the strength to surpass the eight star peak.

On the top of the eight star peak, everyone present knows that it is their elusive power, the nine star saint.

"Unexpectedly, it has become the realm of legend and really reappears in the world."

Wu Hengyu sighed lightly. He is the most promising person to become the nine star Saint among the people in the wilderness.

But Wu Hengyu himself is very clear that he is only the eight star peak after all. Even if he is the best in this realm, he is far away from the nine star saint.

Between the two realms, it seems that there is an endless universe, which can not be touched at all, and even makes people despair.

After that, Bai Yinxing continued to describe that when the nine patriarchs heard Ji Haixuan threatening Ye Feng, they already knew the result.

"This fool!"

Zhao Changkong, the leader of xueri sect, could not help biting his teeth and threatening a NINE-STAR saint. It was so stupid.

"Finally, Ye Feng said that the conditions had changed due to Ji Haixuan's remarks. If jiuzong wanted Ye Feng's assistance, the nine patriarchs must kneel to Ye Feng."

Bai Yinxing calmly told everything, and even he felt that there was no problem for Ye Feng to change his conditions. Ji Haixuan's stupidity angered Ye Feng, and the nine patriarchs must pay a price for it.

This is the respect for the strong. No matter where the world is, the awe of the strong always exists.

Ye Feng is almost certain that he is the legendary nine star saint. In the face of such existence, even if the nine zongmen have rich background, as long as there is no strong person in the same realm, he is not qualified to have an equal dialogue with Ye Feng.

To tell the truth, Bai Yinxing thinks that Ye Feng is kind enough. If another person has such power, he may kill four cases at the first provocation of the ten major sects and let them pay the price.

"Let us all kneel down to him?"

The color of the cloud magic water was iron and blue. He couldn't accept it. A guy who looked like a mole ant and could be crushed to death at will became a nine star saint in the twinkling of an eye.

The status of both sides changed in an instant, and he became the mole ant. Yunhuan water could not accept such an identity gap.

As for other patriarchs, most of them also think so. They can show their kindness to Ye Feng and even pay a huge price in exchange for Ye Feng's help.

But let them kneel down, which is equivalent to giving up their dignity and even humiliating nine cases.

After all, when they sit in this position, everything they say and do represents zongmen. They can't kneel down, otherwise it represents jiuzong's obedience to ye FengChen.

"Let's discuss it later."

Wu Hengyu looked pale and shook his head. Even he couldn't accept kneeling to Ye Feng.

Of course, the more important reason is that the nine schools stick to the Castle Peak school, which can perfectly preserve themselves.

Even, jiuzong defeated the demon clan and saved chaohaisheng from each other.

As long as the horned demon king doesn't fight, the nine are not afraid of the demon family at all. Therefore, they have some new ideas, even if the idea is very dangerous.

That is, if it can be determined that the horn demon king doesn't take action, they can go out together and destroy all the horn politics.

Jiuzong has begun to consider counterattack. They are no longer worried about their own safety, so they are not so enthusiastic about asking Ye Feng for help.

At the same time, Jupiter sent in.

Ye Feng sat calmly in the secret room. A black mirror appeared in front of him. There was a fuzzy figure in the mirror, bowing respectfully to Ye Feng.

"My Lord, I have just finished my seclusion. I didn't expect them to do such a thing."

The person in the mirror is Jiao Luan. In the first world war with Ye Feng, Jiao Luan saw the truth about his identity in Ye Feng's knowledge of the sea. In order to revenge, he chose to surrender to Ye Feng.

After that, Jiao Luan went back to the corner devil court for closure according to Ye Feng's instructions. First, he wanted to improve his strength, but also to stare at the corner devil in the closure and prevent the other party from waking up suddenly.

At the end of that stop, Ye Feng secretly handed over the magic star meteorite iron in his hand to jiaoluan for refining. Jiaoluan closed the door. Therefore, now his strength has made great progress by relying on the magic star meteorite iron, which is close to the realm of the demon king.

This is not as close as the Cape government or the eight star peak of the Terran.

But the real one is only one step away. Jiao Luan's own perception is very clear. He doesn't even need to continue to practice now. Simply, with an appropriate opportunity, he can naturally break through the realm.

However, opportunities are ethereal and may appear at any time or never.

Jiao Luan is not dedicated to looking for opportunities, and he is not eager. After all, Ye Feng controls everything behind him.

"I already know."

Ye Feng nodded calmly. Jiao Zheng and others attacked the Terran clan. He had learned from Qianqiu Tu's mouth for a long time.

"Do you need your subordinates to kill them?"

Jiao Luan's tone did not fluctuate, as if he wanted to kill not his close brothers, but several irrelevant passers-by.

Ye Feng looked at Jiao Luan with satisfaction. It was obvious that the other party had understood his own positioning. He had surrendered and had to take Ye Feng as the core to consider the problem.

Ye Feng, a human race, has also been guarding the Wutong city before, and obviously is a kindhearted and kindhearted man.

In the past, the ten major sects always represented the hope of the Terran, and the population of the ten sects was not a small number.

If Jiaozheng ruthlessly kills them, many people will die. Jiaoluan guesses that this is not what Ye Feng wants to see, so he asks whether Jiaozheng needs to kill them.