Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Unexpectedly, I'm going out soon. Someone else will give me points?"

With a sneer, Ye Feng took out the moon burning knife, stroked the blade and waited quietly.

Whoosh!

The other party came very quickly. Just after a few breaths, the figure flashed, and more than a dozen people surrounded Ye Feng.

Ye Feng raised his head and looked around. The lineup of the people who came this time was really not weak. Unexpectedly, in addition to one and a half who stepped into virtual martial arts, more than a dozen people were all born nine heavy.

The points above their heads also surprised Ye Feng.

Except that the person who has entered the virtual martial arts has tens of thousands of points, at least one of the other congenital nine has more than 5000 points.

Taken together, the total has almost reached more than 70000.

"Boy, are you Ye Feng? Do you want to hand over the points, or do you want us to do it ourselves?"

Zhu xiazhou in the front looked cold and looked at Ye Feng coldly, showing a trace of irony in his eyes.

He doesn't think that the other party can escape under such a lineup. With such a strong lineup, even if the master of virtual realm falls into the siege, he can only be caught without a hand. What's more, the other party has only seven innate weights?

"Why should I hand over my points?"

Ye Feng looked at Zhu xiazhou and asked calmly.

"Are you really stupid or fake stupid?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Zhu xiazhou raised his eyebrows. Ye Feng's calmness surprised him. He not only looked at Ye Feng up and down, but also sneered and said, "human life is not worth money. You have such high points, and many people want to kill. In that case, if we kill you, it's not called killing innocent people."

"If you want to do it, come. Why do you find so many excuses?"

Ye Feng smiled, looked at Zhu xiazhou and said. Then he glanced at the people around him and said faintly, "I have to remind you that there are many points on my head. Many of their original masters are actually the same as you..."

"What's the same?"

"It's the same to deliver it to the door, and it's the same overkill."

Ye Feng's face was plain and didn't pay attention to everyone at all.

"Arrogance!"

The cold drink sounded, and Zhu xiazhou, with a cold face, stepped forward and said, "Ye Feng, I repeat, do you hand in the points or not."

Hearing the speech, Ye Feng smiled and said, "I'll say it again. Now go away. Don't let me see it. I'll spare you a way to live."

Ye Feng's tone was very flat, as if he was saying what he wanted for dinner.

The group of people he faced were not ordinary people. They participated in the assessment. Which one was not a famous genius in the secular world, and his accomplishments were all far above him, but Ye Feng's words seemed to be natural to him.

"Ha, ha ha ha..."

Many people, including Zhu xiazhou, burst out laughing.

It can be said that if these people add up, even if the real disciples of wanjue sect and the guru of Xujing have to weigh and do it, who dares to say that they will spare them a way to live if they don't let him see it?

This guy doesn't know heaven and earth. He's so arrogant.

"Boy, with your words, if I don't kill you, how can Zhu xiazhou stay in wanjuezong in the future?" Zhu xiazhou's voice was cold and slowly pulled out his weapon, and his powerful pressure immediately spread everywhere.

Some martial artists who were close even felt that they were directly pressed by a mountain and couldn't breathe.

Although this pressure is not aimed at them, it is only a small aftershock that ordinary people can't bear.

Zhu xiazhou's strength is only a little worse than that of XUANBANG experts. As for his eldest brother Zhu Xiayu, he is one of the top 20 experts in XUANBANG. With this relationship, Zhu xiazhou naturally developed the arrogant momentum of "self-respect".

"Second brother, wait a minute. Why bother you to deal with a congenital seven heavy boy? I'll kill him." behind him, a congenital nine heavy medium-term martial artist shouted and went straight forward for a few steps.

What Ye Feng said just now, and the expression of disdain, really made the martial artists present unbearable.

Several martial artists are ready to kill Ye Feng.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

Slowly raised his head, Ye Feng looked at the martial artist from a distance. A little starlight burst out of his pupils. Suddenly, the martial artist in the middle of the ninth heavy felt stiff, and his spirit and Yuan force seemed to be at a standstill.

What's going on?

He changed color in horror.

Ye Feng's eyes looked like an ancient giant beast, with an unparalleled breath of terror. Just staring at him made his forehead sweat and his body tremble.

"Why, why can't I move?"

In the middle of the ninth heavy period, the martial artist felt that there was a powerful and unparalleled breath pressed on him, which made him not only unable to move freely, but also almost stagnant in his body.

Before he could figure out why, Ye Feng's figure had stood up from the boulder and bent his fingers at will.

"If I didn't teach you a lesson, I really thought that Ye Feng could only talk in vain? Give it to me and suppress it!"

A huge and inexplicable pressure appeared on Ye Feng. The closer he was to him, the heavier the pressure he felt. Moreover, with the excitation of the pressure, the flame streamer ejected by Ye Feng's fingers was like lightning, breaking layers of void and shooting towards the strongest jiuzhong medium-term warrior.

The huge momentum oppressed everyone around. Their faces sank and they retreated one after another. However, only the nine heavy medium-term warrior who had taken several steps and stood in the front was still standing foolishly. He didn't seem to know how to dodge or fight back at all.

The flame streamer hit the man's chest with amazing speed.

"Huang Herong, don't you go back quickly?"

Zhu xiazhou's expression was so frightened that he quickly made a voice to remind the warrior to avoid. Unexpectedly, what I saw was just the scene of each other spitting blood and flying out.

Under the suppression of that powerful momentum, Zhu xiazhou noticed that his reaction was slower than Ye Feng's speed.

Maybe there is only one breath, but we can't underestimate the time of this breath. In the eyes of experts, one breath is enough to judge people's life and death.

In one breath, you can do a lot of things.

Even killing most of the people present.

How can Ye Feng inspire such a strong spiritual aura? Also, why does Huang Herong seem stupid?

Is it

"Mental attack?" the four words flashed in his mind made Zhu xiazhou tremble. He felt a fear spreading at the bottom of his heart. He clenched his teeth and tried his best to suppress that feeling, because he felt that this feeling made him very ashamed.

I'm a half empty genius. I'm scared by a congenital seven fold warrior?

If this is spread, will it not kill people with laughter.

At the moment, Huang Herong, the nine heavy medium-term warrior who said he would kill Ye Feng, had fallen to the ground, his head tilted and hung directly. In his chest, a blood hole the size of a fist gurgled out of his blood, and his chest was blackened from his face.

It's just a random blow to kill a congenital Jiuchong. The strength of Ye Feng is almost against the sky.

Huang Herong added more than 6000 points to Ye Feng's token, making his integral number more than 60000 points.