World Wide Martial Art

"Boom!"

In the world of demons, Ye Feng punched out. Behind him stood a majestic statue, with a world-destroying fire lotus condensed by the heaven-melting holy fire hanging above his head. He transformed into the Netherworld God's Mansion, destroying the void and destroying the world with every move.

"puff!"

Tu Sheng and Tu Tian Divine King joined forces to fight against Ye Feng, but their bodies trembled greatly, their faces turned red, and they spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell back hundreds of miles.

"Two losers."

Ye Feng looked at them coldly. The two divine kings, Tu Sheng and Tu Tian, ​​were only the first level of the divine king, and his combat power was comparable to the second level of the divine king. It was not difficult to crush these two people.

If it weren't for attracting the strange attention of the ancients, Ye Feng would have torn the two of them apart now.

"What kind of monster are you! Can the ninth level of the Holy Realm possess such terrifying power?"

The corners of the Tu Sheng God King's eyes twitched crazily. He really couldn't understand why Ye Feng could be so powerful.

Even in the legends, there is no story about the ninth level of the Holy Realm defeating the God King. Unless it is the supreme Son of God, the Son of Immortal is possible.

But such an existence is a legend among legends, and no one has ever seen it.

"Boy, what if you are stronger than us? In this boundless demonic realm, it's not your turn to be arrogant!"

At this moment, God King Tutian roared angrily. His body was covered with cracks, and scarlet blood rushed through the cracks, like lava ravines on the endless land.

The aura of Tu Tian Divine King was scattered and he had been severely injured by Ye Feng. Unlike Tu Sheng Divine King, who had the blood given by the Strange Demon King, it was even more difficult for him to face Ye Feng with his own strength.

"I will wake up the sleeping ancient weirdos and suppress you together!"

God King Tutian was furious in his heart. As a majestic God King who had survived for tens of thousands of years, he was actually suppressed and beaten by a kid at the ninth level of the Holy Realm. This was really a humiliation for him.

"Hmph, even if the ancient weirdness comes back to life, I will still beat him to death."

Ye Feng sneered and said disdainfully, but in his heart he was looking forward to stirring up trouble in the demon world just for this moment, so that the ancient weirdness would focus all its attention on him.

"You're so brazen, you're dead, kid!"

God King Tutian roared angrily, and countless prayers appeared on his arms. These prayers shone with dark magic light and intertwined into countless pages in the void.

At the same time, powerful demonic energy rushed out from his body, condensing into a thick stick of demonic incense, exuding a rotten and withered evil aura, burning in the sky.

These breaths flowed out of the Heavenly Demon Realm and drifted towards the depths of the Discord Realm.

Tu Sheng God King's expression changed slightly, and he quickly said: "Tu Tian, ​​the ancient weirdos are refining the heart of the world, and they have an important task. You ask them to deal with Ye Feng. If something goes wrong, who will be responsible!"

"Hmph, if we don't let them take action, can you and I deal with this Ye Feng?"

Tu Tian was so angry that he couldn't hear the words of Holy King Tu Sheng, and insisted on summoning the ancient weirdo.

"idiot!"

The Tu Sheng God King couldn't help but curse angrily, but looking at Ye Feng who was looking at him coldly, he couldn't help but feel palpitations.

Ye Feng's power was too overwhelming, and he really wasn't sure how to deal with it. If he continued to fight, he would probably lose.

Although God King Tutian acted a little recklessly, he was right. Now besides summoning the ancient weirdos for help, they could do nothing to help Ye Feng. Instead, they might even suffer from hatred.

Ye Feng watched the God King Tu Tian summoning the ancient weird, and narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he had been waiting for this moment, he couldn't show it too obviously, otherwise it would be terrible if the other party noticed that something was wrong.

"It's better to stop it."

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up, his figure suddenly disappeared, and his voice flowed between heaven and earth.

"Do you think I will let you successfully summon it?"

"laugh!"

Ye Feng appeared above the head of the Tutian God King, with a long flaming knife in his hand that seemed to be about to cut through the sun and the moon, and cut off the head of the Tutian God King.

"wishful thinking!"

The Tu Sheng Divine King roared angrily, and he suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of the Tu Tian Divine King.

"You can't stop us!"

The Saint-Slaughter God King's eyes were ferocious, his arms were swinging, and the space was stirred by him, turning it into a whirlpool.

"Space storm!"

Tu Sheng God King pushed hard with both hands, and the space vortex that was turned into a violent storm rushed towards Ye Feng.

"boom!"

The flaming sword struck the whirlpool, and it suddenly shattered. The whirlpool also exploded, and a terrifying impact swept across all directions.

Ye Feng disappeared at this moment and suddenly appeared in front of the Tu Sheng God King.

"My target is you!"

Ye Feng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the Dharma Master behind him widened his eyes angrily. There was an infinite array of magic circles that lit up and kept rotating.

"Eye of the heavens!"

Ye Feng shouted in his heart, and all the heavens and worlds seemed to appear in Faxiang's eyes, and the Infinite God's Mansion stood tall in the worlds, looking at the Holy King of Tu Sheng.

"boom!"

In just a moment, the Saint-Slaying God King felt his head buzzing, his consciousness was unclear, and all information became turbid and difficult to process.

"Boom!"

Two terrifying divine lights shot out from the Dharma Prime's eyes, bombarding the head of the Saint-Slaughter God King with the power to destroy everything.

"boom!"

In an instant, the head of the Saint-Slaughter God King exploded, and his body fell weakly to the ground.

"Slaying the Saint!"

When King Tutian saw this scene, he couldn't help but burst into tears. Although he and King Tutian did not deal with each other, they had spent tens of thousands of years together and had become each other's confidants.

Now seeing the head of the God King Tutian exploding, he couldn't help but feel sad and miserable.

"Maintain the summoning, I'll hold this kid back!"

At this moment, the voice of Tu Sheng sounded in Tu Tian Shen Wang's mind, and he was surprised to see that another head had grown on Tu Tian Shen Wang's headless body.

But this new head was very small, only the size of an eye, and it looked like a tumor on the neck, inconspicuous.

"Boy, your strength is indeed very strong, but your realm is too low, and you haven't mastered the power to really kill me!"

Tu Sheng Shen Wang's little head turned, staring at Ye Feng, and sneered: "How powerful is the vitality of the God King realm? Even if you are allowed to kill for ten thousand years, you can't really kill me!"

"Hmph, you think too highly of yourself!"

Ye Feng sneered, with great disdain in his heart. He just had the means to kill Tu Sheng Shen Wang, but he just didn't use it.

He still had to rely on suppressing Tu Sheng Shen Wang, or even abusing Tu Sheng Shen Wang, to make Tu Tian Shen Wang lose his mind and summon the ancient weirdness quickly regardless of everything.

In this way, he could complete the task and achieve his goal.

Everything Ye Feng did was meaningful, but Tu Tian and Tu Sheng had never expected it.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a thunder roared above the sky, and a thousand-foot crack appeared in the sky of the disordered world.

In the crack, wind and clouds surged, thunder flashed, and a pure and extreme evil intention was transmitted.