Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Now, you should know that what I just said is not a joke."

Ye Feng's eyes turned and fell on Zhu xiazhou and a martial artist. These people immediately felt as if they had been locked by a huge atmospheric machine, which was shocking.

"Do you want me to hand over my points?" Ye Feng said coldly. His body suddenly jumped down from the boulder and shouted, "I gave you a chance. If you don't repent, then go to hell!"

Boom!

A fiery red fire yuan Qi rose from Ye Feng. Its powerful power instantly shrouded the surrounding area for tens of feet. Ye Feng's moon burning knife was like a lightning bolt, and the biting artistic conception of the Dao went straight to the sky.

Wow

The knife awn, which was tens of feet long, invaded out, and the seed of knife meaning shone brightly at the front of the knife awn, which suddenly changed the color in everyone's eyes.

With the support of Kunpeng's Jiutian body method, Ye Feng's body was like a strong wind. He immediately approached Zhu xiazhou and roared down with a knife.

"Kill, do it together and kill him for me!"

Zhu xiazhou drank wildly. Although Ye Feng was shocked by his momentum just now, considering that he has more than ten experts, how can it happen that he can't kill a congenital seven heavy.

However, as soon as the voice side spoke, the next moment, his eyes flashed a look of horror.

Ye Feng's speed is too fast.

Moreover, the spirit of these people, led by Ye Feng's just spiritual aura, can't organize effective resistance in such a short time.

Pooh!

Knives flashed and blood gushed.

Zhu xiazhou, a semi strong man, had no backhand power in front of Ye Feng's knife meaning seed, and was knocked out by a knife.

"Kill!"

After an angry drink, Ye Feng directly killed into the crowd. The knife light kept shining, red mans surged, and all around was shrouded in the Qi of Huoyuan.

This place immediately heard another shrill scream. At the same time, the broken limbs and arms flew into the sky, and the blood splashed like a fountain.

Ye Feng is like a tiger down the mountain with red eyes.

The speed is fast and powerful. With the help of Fang Hao's mysterious and top-grade spirit burning sabre, the sabre was killed and the soul was chased by the sabre.

No one is his enemy.

Regardless of speed, strength and Yuan force, is Ye Feng just a group of congenital martial artists? In addition, under the suppression of Ye Feng's spiritual aura, many of these fighters have not even recovered from the shock and awe. How much combat power can they afford in a hurry?

It can be said to be all-round rolling.

At the moment, Ye Feng is not afraid of any siege. For him, the more the number, the better. Anyway, it's one by one. Who can resist the attack of knife seeds?

In less than a week, no one could stand in the audience except Ye Feng.

More than ten people brought by Zhu xiazhou to kill Ye Feng have all died in the wilderness.

Zhu xiazhou was not dead yet. He lay not far away with blood all over his body. In particular, a huge knife wound on his body almost cut him in two from under his shoulder.

I'm sure I can't live with such an injury.

"Impossible, this... How impossible..."

With a mouthful of blood, Zhu xiazhou's eyes were covered with ashes. In any case, such a result was beyond his imagination.

The two and a half stepped into the void and several congenital nine weights were cut into melons and vegetables by a congenital seven weight boy. They were killed in a moment. If someone told him that such a thing would happen, Zhu xiazhou would never believe it.

However

Glancing at Zhu xiazhou, who had not died yet, Ye Feng ignored it. After putting away the moon burning knife, he ejected a flame and burned Zhu xiazhou to ashes. Then he harvested his own booty from the corpses one by one.

There was no pity in his eyes.

Since people want to kill him, Ye Feng will not keep his hand.

Let them go and let these people tangle with more warriors next time and invite more powerful beings to pursue and kill themselves?

The Yuan Wu continent is a world that respects martial arts. The weak eat the strong. There is no right or wrong, only the strong and the weak. Ye Feng knows this very well.

There is no clear boundary between right and wrong. Only winners are qualified to write history.

Only by stepping on bones one after another and constantly improving, can we become a real strong man and reach the peak of martial arts in the future.

From the storage rings carried by the fingers of these warriors, Ye Feng found a lot of spirit grass and spirit plants. Especially here in Zhu xiazhou, there was a top-grade three eyed golden dragon fruit on the ground. When his fingers were grasped, they roared, and the eternal green pulse began to devour madly.

Originally, Ye Feng's vitality gradually approached the seven peak bottleneck. After a big war, coupled with the drug power of the three eyed golden dragon fruit, in an instant, his vitality in the Dantian began to surge, and the vitality of blood throughput increased several times, causing waves in the martial vein.

It's time to break through.

Ye Feng closed his eyes and felt out a lot of middle-grade spirit stones with both hands. The whole person was quiet in a sea of vitality.

The vitality twined one after another, and was quickly absorbed into the body by the eternal green pulse. Combined with the medicine power of three eye golden dragon fruit, even if ye Feng's body was strong and the yuan power needed to break through cultivation was great, at this moment, he also met the promotion conditions.

Under the impact of wave after wave of vitality, the seven bottlenecks opened. After a moment of cultivation, he broke through the shackles and stepped into the congenital eight levels.

Yuan force is like the sea, Yuan Qi is like the tide.

Ye Feng's physical strength and vitality concentration have made another leap, and his spiritual perception has also increased to a range of almost 350 feet.

A moment later, Ye Feng opened his eyes and burst out a bright light in his eyes.

Finally born eight.

"For myself, only all kinds of spiritual herbs and elixirs are the key to the rapid improvement of cultivation."

He couldn't help but utter a slight sigh. However, at this moment, Ye Feng's head was slightly on one side, as if facing a dense forest in the distance, and sneered.

"Come out, don't hide!"

Before the voice fell, a yellow figure appeared behind a big tree.

"Ding Tianhe? Unexpectedly, you are haunted." seeing this figure, Ye Feng's mouth tilted slightly, and a trace of surprise appeared in his voice.

"Didn't you expect? 133400 points... Ye Feng, you are really a good means." Ding Tianhe stared at Ye Feng's points on his head and showed greed in his eyes.

Although Ye Feng's strong spiritual perception surprised him, what shocked Ding Tianhe most was the number on Ye Feng's head.

One hundred thousand three hundred and forty-five cents.

More than 100000 points, plus 39000 points of Ding Tianhe himself.

That's more than 140000.

This data is enough to make Ding Tianhe and his younger martial sister join the wanjuezong inner door at the same time. At this moment, Ding Tianhe is hot in his heart. How can he restrain his excitement, take a deep breath and approach Ye Feng step by step.