Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Le traceless violently wounded people, which completely opened the prelude to scuffle and killing. Seeing someone start, more than 50 people here immediately fell into crazy killing. Everyone wanted to kill others, and then entered the Palace first.

At this moment, even if you don't take the initiative to attack others, others will kill you.

Those who start first can naturally occupy some advantages.

In an instant, the square was in a mess.

Le Wuji and other strongest people fight ahead. If anyone dares to block their way, they will kill anyone. Even several experts fight for one step first. Everyone knows that there is only one transmission token and there are not many treasures in the palace. We must start first.

In the blink of an eye, death and injury began to appear. Many martial artists with general strength who wanted to enter the Palace first died on the spot.

"Ye Feng, what should we do? Shall we do it too?" Tang chuxue asked, looking at Ye Feng around her.

"No hurry. Look again." Maple Leaf shook his head and stood where he was, but his eyes scanned around.

"The front passage can only allow one or two people to pass through. Now those who are crowded over there are those martial artists with the strongest cultivation strength. If they are forced to squeeze up, there will be conflict. Once they move their hands, they will be delayed even if they are not injured..." he carefully observed the situation in front of him.

Everyone wants to enter the palace quickly, and no one will let anyone.

And once it falls into chaos, it will only waste more time.

In addition to le Wuji, two other people attracted Ye Feng's attention. One of them was a green robed swordsman with a cold face and a very dull expression.

Although this man's accomplishments are only in the middle and later stages of the four levels of emptiness, he is fierce. He has a sharp sword in his hand, which radiates light. When he makes a move, he can be called extremely sharp.

Every sword shot must bring a blood flower. This person's sword technique is one of the smartest and fastest people Ye Feng has seen so far.

His steps were very smooth and not wide, but every step forward would be closer to the palace.

A four fold martial artist in the virtual world saw him walking and jumped forward to intercept him.

"Shua", the green robed swordsman waved his long sword, but his steps were still moving forward smoothly.

Then the warrior who intercepted him was about to give a powerful blow. When he saw the lightning attack, his face suddenly changed, his whole body froze, and his eyes showed an expression of disbelief.

He seemed to want to retreat, but it was too late. After the shock of his body, a shallow wound appeared in his throat.

The wound grew rapidly, and blood spewed out from it, bringing up gorgeous blood flowers. The warrior's body also fell slowly at this moment.

The green robed swordsman took another step forward. The vitality armor blocked the splashed blood from his body without even a trace of blood.

Soon, he walked side by side with Le Wuji.

Le Wuji didn't seem to mean to shoot at him. He just tilted his head a little, showed a trace of prudence in his eyes, and shot forward quickly.

The other was a man in a blood robe.

The blood robed man seems to be an old acquaintance with the blood robed man in Ye Feng's original team.

Now they are walking together. Two bright red robes move forward together in the wind. There is no way to see what they have used. All the martial artists who block in front of them will stagger away after a slight pause, and then stagger to the ground.

These people can't see any wounds on their bodies, but at the moment of falling to the ground, their faces will become snow-white, as if their blood was attracted away.

It can be called a ghost. Two red figures move towards the palace portal. Their steps are only a few steps slower than Le Wuji and the green robed swordsman

The scuffle did not affect Ye Feng and early Tang Xue in a short time. First, they stayed behind and didn't rush forward like others. Second, the cultivation of Ye Feng and Tang chuxue is too weak. They are half empty, and they are ignored. No one will pay attention to them.

As long as it doesn't hinder the pace of other warriors, no one will waste time killing them.

However, falling in the end is not what Ye Feng wants.

He didn't act, just looking for a suitable time.

"Go!"

After roughly judging the strength of the martial artists present, Ye Feng spit a word out of his mouth. His figure moves and quickly approaches the palace portal with Tang chuxue.

In this way, the peace that existed in them was broken.

Just took two steps, they heard a fierce drink, a powerful knife light, which had quickly bombarded Ye Feng.

"I don't know how to live or die. Half empty little miscellaneous fish also come to play the autumn wind? Die for me."

The one who made the move was a young Taoist dressed up in Taoist costume, with triple cultivation in virtual environment.

The sharp light in Ye Feng's eyes flashed by, and the reverse lip smiled and said, "really? Then you die first."

As soon as he raised his fist, he would punch it out. At this time, Tang chuxue suddenly smiled and said with a smile, "Ye Feng, let me help you. You try to keep your strength to deal with those real experts."

While talking, the silver bell in Tang chuxue's hand made a clear sound, and the blurred seven color light shot into the eyes of the young Taoist.

The other party became dull and sluggish in an instant.

After all, Tang chuxue had not advanced into the virtual realm, and could not completely affect the thinking of martial artists with such cultivation strength. However, this short pause was enough for Ye Feng. After grinning slightly, Ye Feng easily and casually avoided the falling knife light, and then hit him with a punch.

The young Taoist vomited blood wildly in mid air, his chest was sunken, his eyes stared out like a dead fish, and he was dead when he landed.

There is no mercy. In such a place, whoever dares to show mercy will die.

Anyone who is still alive will become his own enemy.

The two figures continued to move forward, and just walked forward a few steps. At this time, Chen Haozhi suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking the way of Ye Feng and Xue in the early Tang Dynasty.

He pointed to Ye Feng with a long sword in his hand and said with a sneer, "do you two want to go in, too? It's just wishful thinking. Is this place qualified to enter only half empty?"

Zhu Dong stood beside Chen Haozhi with disdain on his face. "I've seen you two unhappy for a long time. I didn't have time to pay attention before. Now, the man killed the woman... Hey hey..."

Ye Feng snorted coldly, "go away!"

Chen Haozhi and Zhudong's faces were gloomy at the same time: "I don't know how to cut you, little bastard."