World Wide Martial Art

"Hmph, you sharp-tongued little beast. You rely on your own fighting power to deliberately hurt my demon master. This is unbearable. Without an explanation, you can't even think of leaving today!"

Prisoner King's complexion was like black ink billowing, and powerful demonic power erupted from himself, rushing to all sides. Situ Reading

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He knew Akai A's combat prowess very well. Not to mention the fifth level warriors of the virtual realm, even the human half-step king realm of the same level, there were very few people who could be his opponent.

However, such a powerful master failed.

He was completely defeated and died in the hands of a fifth-level virtual realm boy.

It can be said that the result is a bit confusing. It seems that the only thing that can explain such a strange event is... the fetal transformation martial vein.

It would be better not to fight this battle. After a battle, everyone can see the incredible power of fetal transformation martial veins, which can turn decay into magic and the impossible into possibility.

Just imagine, how could such a rare treasure fall into the hands of a human boy?

At this moment, not only the Monster Clan is interested, but many people from the Water Clan, Barbarian Clan, Yu Clan and even the Human Clan have other thoughts.

"The demon clan has lost. As I said before, as long as we can take the ten moves of the little demon, our previous debt will be wiped out... Isn't it our turn now, the barbarians?"

"Hmph... my barbarian warrior Balu died at the hands of this boy. Come on, come on, now it's my turn. Brat, you only need to take my ten punches... No, no, five punches. I, the barbarian, will fight with you. Grudges can also be wiped out..."

Graybeard rolled his eyes, jumped in front of the Prisoner King, and jumped into the center of the battle circle.

"Ah, this old guy is really disgusting. A king-level expert actually wants a fifth-level virtual realm to receive his five punches?"

"This is the first time I've heard someone talk about shamelessness in such a fresh and refined way. Isn't it just for the purpose of transforming into a martial arteries?"

"Fortunately, he is still a king-level master, and at his age, he has lived like a dog..."

"Brother, please don't insult the dog, okay... a barbaric dog, a barbarian dog, even worse than a dog!"

"..."

The human race and the water race all made mocking noises. Gray Beard lowered his status and made it clear that he was going to be a hooligan.

Ye Feng laughed angrily. Today was a new level of shamelessness. He said coldly: "If the barbarians are not convinced, you can come up and give it a try if you are half a step below the king level."

"Balu deserved his death. If you, an old savage dog, are as aggressive as Balu, I, Ye Feng, will definitely take your head in the future!"

"What?" Graybeard was shocked.

However, at this moment, the prisoner king on the side could no longer hold back, his eyes were cold, and he suddenly got angry without any warning. He rolled up his hands and set off a strong wind that swept towards Ye Feng.

"Young man, Xiaoxiao, I will kill you with one move and take away your martial arts..."

The figure of Yuan Yibai, who had been on guard in mid-air, also swooped down, and the imperial dragon energy on his body flew into the sky. The terrifying dragon energy storm entangled and tore, blocking the Qiye King's surprise attack.

Then, the Sword King reached out and made a move, and the sword from behind flew towards his right palm.

Buzz!

He just raised his hand and patted the scabbard, but the sword did not come out of the scabbard. The leisurely sound of the sword was as loud as three thousand weak waters.

"In front of this king, who can take away Ye Feng today!"

At this moment, the Sword King was in full glory, with dense sword aura emerging around the bright yellow robe. Waves of disillusionment were uncertain, the edge was hesitant, and a shocking attack could erupt at any time.

Wow!

Like a sea of ​​sword energy.

Within ten feet of Yuan Yibai's location, he was invulnerable to all forces, forming a realm that was difficult for all forces to approach.

Seeing this scene, the other strong men from all races were somewhat eclipsed. The Sword King was able to become famous in the Thirteen Shenwu Counties with his status as a king. He was certainly not a person who earned his fame in vain.

According to rumors, Yuan Yibai was in one state without drawing his sword, and another state with his sword. Now that the sword has not been drawn out of its sheath, the power it displays is already terrifying enough.

If such a being is determined to protect Ye Feng, even if the three kings of the demon clan and barbarian clan join forces, they may not be able to easily take advantage.

"Hmph, even though you are a sword king, you can't challenge our demon clan. The methods of our clan are beyond your imagination!"

However, King Kun on the other side made a loud noise after the runes on his forehead beat violently. His broken arm, which was destroyed by the rules of heaven, grew new flesh at some point.

"Your demon clan's methods are average, but your demon clan's shamelessness is indeed beyond my imagination..."

Although there was sarcasm in Yuan Yibai's mouth, the expression on his face became serious. This demon king was talking nonsense and showed no fear when facing him. It seemed that he had a strong back-up plan.

"You are not ashamed of your words, Sword King... You can only be king of Daogu in the thirteen counties of the human race, which is not enough in the eyes of our demon clan... Since you insist on going your own way and want to interfere in this matter, then don't blame this demon king for not doing so." Give me face."

"Please... Thousand Demon-Slaying Holy Treasure Soldiers!" The rune on King Kun's forehead shot out a ray of light, hitting the void a hundred feet away.

Right there, a hole opened in the void.

Four powerful men from the demon race who were as tall as pillars of heaven, carrying a thick bronze cauldron on their shoulders, slowly leapt out from it.

The cauldron is more than ten feet tall, with wild beasts and ancient relics engraved on it. The edge of the cauldron is intertwined with hundreds of heavenly patterns. The rays of light are flying. Every time you get closer to a few feet, it emits a heart-pounding pressure that makes the people around you panic. My heart felt heavy.

King Kun smiled coldly and proudly, and the demonic power in his body jumped out wildly along his fingers, and pointed at a pattern on the body of the tripod.

In an instant, like a drop of sparks splashing into the oil pan, the cauldron overflowed with light, emitting thousands of black lights, and hung down from the mid-air. The cauldron, which was already about ten feet high, rose in the wind and suddenly became three feet high. Big and small, it looms large in the air, and its coercion covers the entire teleportation platform.

"What is this?"

Not only Ye Feng was surprised, but other barbarian, aquatic and human warriors all sensed an extremely fearful power from Ding's body.

"Xutian...this is the Xutian Cauldron of the Demon Clan!"

A strong man suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted, "The Void Heaven Cauldron is a heaven-level spiritual weapon. It was originally an ancient holy object of the human race. It was later taken away by an expert from the demon race. After being refined, it possesses a trace of the power of the holy realm. "

"Having this cauldron is enough to crush all kings!"

"..."

"It's going to be difficult now..."

Ye Feng couldn't help but secretly have a headache. He didn't expect that the demon clan was really willing to spend money. This time the Endless City opened, they actually invited out all the spiritual weapons with the power of the holy realm.

As for the Thousand Demon Slayer Saint, he had no intention of understanding it.

Anyone who has anything to do with the Holy Word is the existence that I need to look up to now.

Once this thing from the demon clan comes out, can the Sword King still be able to protect himself?

Feeling the coercion emanating from the Xutian Cauldron, the powerful men of all races kept exclaiming, and many people's expressions quickly darkened.

The demon clan is determined to kill Ye Feng and take away the embryonic martial arts... If the martial arts falls into the hands of the demon clan, it will be much more dangerous than falling into the hands of a fifth-level kid from the human race...

"Hahaha, Yuan Yibai, now this demon king would like to ask, can you still save this little beast's head!" King Kun looked up to the sky and let out a long laugh, with a self-centered look, showing the cruel and domineering nature of the demon clan. , fully exposed.

Everyone from other ethnic groups is in danger.

The barbarian warriors headed by Graybeard subconsciously took a few steps back. King-level warriors control spiritual weapons of this level. Once a battle begins with the Sword King, no one below the king-level warrior will survive.

However, things have evolved to this point and have reached a point of being out of control. I am afraid that no one will give in on their own...