Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Star magic fist!"

"The ghost cut his finger!"

After all, both of them are the existence of one of the 72 Disha.

Although they are in poor condition and have suffered serious internal and external injuries, their sensitivity is not much slow. In an instant, a fist with black light and a section of sinister and strange scarlet giant finger have collided with the overwhelming palm strength.

"Boom!"

"Pooh!"

At the moment of impact, a sharp sound like Yuanli cutting sounded, and a circle of violent wind ripples swept away. The surrounding ground could not withstand such a powerful combat impact. With a click, huge holes were opened.

The ghost shadow of the magic flower Wu soul protecting them trembled violently, and the light emitted weakened a lot.

Zhao Qiankun and Yu Mie were hit by a running rhinoceros. Their throats were sweet and they all spit out a mouthful of reverse blood.

"Die!"

Ye Feng's eyes beat with a cluster of blue flames, like the ultimate killing intention of forest cold hell. He released it without concealment. A fist surrounded by "green black fire" bombarded Yu Mie.

"Bang!"

The petals of four or five Mandala magic flowers are broken and float in the air, which makes the void under the bright moonlight more beautiful.

Yu Mie flew out.

But the blue flame surged up to Yu Mie's body like bone maggots.

"Ah... What fire? What fire is this?"

Before landing, Yu Mie's shrill scream rang through the space.

Ye Feng mercilessly drove the green dark fire to invade Yu Mie's body and fiercely burned Yu Mie's blood essence and body. The extreme pain twisted the face of the eldest martial brother of the mourning palace. He tried his best to mobilize the power of blood in his body and tried to extinguish the burning green flame.

Unfortunately, the cyan flame is not an ordinary fire, but the famous "green black and quiet fire" on the list of different fires. Once it is contaminated with the upper body, can Yu Mie use yuan force to destroy it?

In the scream, the eldest martial brother of the mourning palace, one of the 72 earth demons with strong cultivation and excellent strength, quickly turned into a pile of ashes.

Even the storage ring couldn't be left.

Seeing Yu Mie's death, Zhao Qiankun had no Schadenfreude, but trembled.

The strength shown by Ye Feng made him unable to afford to fight with Ye Feng again.

Although he and Yu Mie are injured, he can only play seven or eight tenths of his strength at most, but no matter how not, he can't be challenged by a four fold martial artist in the virtual world.

Unexpectedly, the strength of Ye Feng is much stronger than the legend.

At this moment, Yu Mie is dead, leaving him alone. How can he fight and resist?

"Shua!"

While Zhao Qiankun was getting angry, Ye Feng's body shot at him again. The hatred in his eyes was like eating people, which made people cold all over.

"Zhengong thunder fist!"

Without hesitation, another move of Tianjie martial arts was displayed. The strong impact made the void near Ye Feng emit bursts of sonic booms.

This punch came in an instant, leaving Zhao Qiankun no time to think.

"Bang!"

As soon as he clenched his teeth and spewed out a mouthful of blood essence, Zhao Qiankun, with the help of the power of blood essence and the strong wind of his black robes, all the yuan forces in his body rushed in like a life, and the black magic Qi soared, and his fist was handed out.

Boom

Another great roar sounded.

When he stubbornly resisted the thunder blow of Ye Feng, Zhao Qiankun consumed almost the same yuan force and collapsed again, and his breath fell greatly.

But Ye Feng didn't seem to be blocked too much. He continued to move forward slowly towards Zhao Qiankun step by step.

Between the whole heaven and earth, there was only a tall and straight young figure in the moonlight.

"This... How is it possible!"

"This boy is clearly... The four empty realms!"

Although he reluctantly took Ye Feng's fist, Zhao Qiankun couldn't bear it and flew out upside down.

There was an incredible look in his eyes.

Consumed blood essence and was punched by the other party, but the other party didn't even slow down.

With unfathomable strength and such powerful martial arts, Ye Feng is more difficult to resist than the virtual environment.

no way.

If it goes on like this, it must be buried here like Yu Mie.

"Whew..."

With the trend of flying upside down, Zhao Qiankun inspired a burst of amazing vitality fluctuation, and the speed soared. Without any hesitation, he fled outward.

At this time, where could he care about the face of the evil master? It's the king's way to survive.

"Hum! Want to go? How can it be so easy? Stay with me!"

However, he just swept a hundred feet forward, and a low voice like a deadly devil suddenly sounded in his ears.

Zhao Qiankun turned his head slightly and suddenly lost his big teeth. Ye Feng didn't know when he had appeared not far from his side. His expressionless face exuded palpitating hostility and murder.

After several heavy blows, he can still run for his life. The strength of the demon sect master is really not weak this month.

You should know that the fist that Ye Feng just broke out from the sky can't resist and will be killed by him, but Zhao Qiankun not only didn't die, but also caught him several times. It can be seen that this person's strength is probably stronger than the senior brother of soul yuan blood Hall who was killed by himself.

Because of this, Ye Feng will not let him go.

This man must be killed.

Staring at Lin Tujue, who didn't know his life and death in the distance, and xuanjing, who was very weak on the side, Ye Feng's killing opportunity suddenly expanded into the sky.

Just as he was about to give a fatal blow to Zhao Qiankun, suddenly, there was a fierce and incomparable vitality impact above his head. With a roar, everyone, including Ye Feng, was crushed to the ground by this inexplicable powerful impact.

Wang Po's blood gushed wildly in the air, but the demon sect was even more miserable. The two people fighting with Wang Po fell from a high altitude.

A snap.

Among them, Youqing, the elder of the king's territory of the moon demon sect, completely fell into a mass of meat mud. His upper body has almost disappeared. Obviously, he can't die anymore.

Another figure falling to the ground was the middle-aged beautiful woman with slightly lower strength in the mourning palace. She was also pale and had a great drop in her breath.

She vomited blood essence, and her weak body trembled. She pointed to Wang Po and yelled, "Wang Po! You break my martial spirit. I... I, Zhou Yuexian, will never let you go in my life as a ghost."

"Ha, ha ha... Your martial spirit is broken and your accomplishments don't exist. You can't break into the king's territory in this life. Even if you become a ghost, how can you get my king broken?"

The answer was only a burst of ridicule. Wang Po didn't take her to heart anymore. He focused on working with Duan Tianming to deal with another pink middle-aged beautiful woman and Youming.

"Hateful!"

"OK, I Zhou Yuexian can't deal with you. Can I kill these young people under your door?"

"All of you are going to... Die!" the middle-aged beautiful woman Zhou Yuexian, who was deeply hated, looked at the star audience