"Now, you should know that what I just said was not a joke. Situ Reading.\\nＣＯＭ" Ye Feng's eyes moved and fell on Zhu Xiazhou and a group of warriors. These people suddenly felt as if they were locked by a huge force of energy, which was frightening. "Do you want me to hand over my points?" Ye Feng said coldly, and suddenly jumped down from the boulder, shouting: "I gave you a chance, if you don't repent, then go to hell. Bar!" boom! A stream of fiery red fire energy rose up from Ye Feng's body. The powerful force instantly enveloped dozens of feet in a radius. The Burning Moon Knife in Ye Feng's hand was like a bolt of lightning, and the cold sword spirit soared into the sky. Wow... The sword light that was several feet long invaded, and the seeds of the sword intention shone brightly at the front of the sword light. In an instant, everyone's eyes suddenly changed color. With the support of Kunpeng Jiutian's movement technique, Ye Feng's figure was like a strong wind, and he instantly approached Zhu Xiazhou and struck down with his sword. "Kill, let's do it together, kill him for me!" Zhu Xiazhou yelled crazily. Although his momentum was shocked by Ye Feng just now, considering that he had more than ten masters here, how could he not be able to kill a seventh-level innate person?
However, as soon as the call came out, the next moment, a look of horror flashed in his eyes. Ye Feng's speed is too fast. Moreover, the spirit of this group of people, pulled by Ye Feng's mental aura just now, was simply unable to organize an effective resistance in such a short period of time. Poof! Blades of light flashed and blood spurted out. Zhu Xiazhou, a semi-virtual strong man, had no backhand power in front of Ye Feng's sword intention seed, and was knocked away by the blow of the sword. "kill!" After shouting angrily, Ye Feng rushed directly into the crowd, the sword light kept shining, red lights surged, and the surrounding area was enveloped in the energy of fire. The place suddenly heard screams one after another. As the sounds resounded, broken limbs and broken arms flew into the sky, and blood splashed crazily like a fountain. Ye Feng was like a tiger descending from the mountain with red eyes. The speed is fast and the strength is unbelievable. With the help of the Xuan-grade high-grade spiritual weapon Burning Moon Sword in Fang Hao's hand, he can kill people with swords and chase souls with swords. No one is his enemy. Regardless of speed, strength, or force, how could Ye Feng at this moment be comparable to a group of innate warriors? In addition, under the suppression of Ye Feng's mental aura, many of these warriors have not even been able to recover from the shock. How many percent of their combat power can they raise in a hurry? It can be said to be an all-round crushing. At this moment, Ye Feng is not afraid of any siege at all. For him, the more people, the better. Anyway, they are all one by one, so who can stop the invasion of the seeds of the knife intention? In less than a stick of incense, no one in the audience could continue to stand except Ye Feng. The dozen or so people brought by Zhu Xiazhou to surround Ye Feng were all dead in the wilderness. Zhu Xiazhou was not dead yet. He was lying not far away, with blood all over his body, especially a huge knife wound on his body, which almost cut him into two pieces from the shoulders down. With such an injury, he would definitely not survive.
"Impossible, this...how is it impossible..." Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhu Xiazhou's eyes were filled with death. Such a result was beyond his imagination. Two and a half people stepped into the void, and several ninth-level innate people were killed by a seventh-level innate boy like melons and vegetables. They were all killed in a matter of seconds. If someone had told him that such a thing would happen, Zhu Xiazhou would never believe it. However…… Glancing at Zhu Xiazhou, who was not dead yet, Ye Feng ignored him. He put away the moon-burning knife and ejected a burst of fire, burning Zhu Xiazhou into ashes. Then he harvested his own trophies from the corpses one by one. There was no mercy in his eyes. Since people wanted to kill him, Ye Feng would naturally not hold back. Should we let them go and let these people entangle more warriors next time and invite more powerful beings to hunt them down? Yuanwu Continent is a world where martial arts is respected. The weak eat the strong. There is no right or wrong, only the strong and the weak. Ye Feng already knows this very well. There are no clear boundaries between right and wrong, winners and losers. History has always been written only by the victors. Only by stepping on the bones one after another and constantly improving can one become a truly strong person and reach the pinnacle of martial arts in the future. From the storage rings carried on the fingers of these warriors, Ye Feng found a lot of spiritual grass and spiritual plants. Especially here in Zhu Xiazhou, there was actually a top-grade three-eyed golden dragon fruit. He held it with his finger, and there was a rumble. , the Evergreen Vein began to devour crazily. Originally, the vitality in Ye Feng's body was gradually approaching the bottleneck of the seventh level peak. After a big battle, coupled with the medicinal power of this three-eyed golden dragon fruit, in an instant, the vitality in his dantian began to surge, and the vitality of blood swallowing increased several times, making the martial arts Among them, there were waves of huge waves. It's time to break through. Ye Feng closed his eyes, took out a large handful of middle-grade spiritual stones with both hands, and his whole body fell into silence in a sea of vitality. The vitality is wrapped around one after another, and is quickly absorbed into the body by the eternal green veins. Combined with the medicinal power of the Three-Eyed Golden Dragon Fruit, even though Ye Feng's body is powerful and the vitality required to break through the cultivation level is huge, at this moment, he meets the promotion conditions. Under the impact of wave after wave of vitality, the seventh-level bottleneck opened in response. After a few moments of cultivation, he broke through the shackles and stepped into the eighth-level innate realm. The vitality is like the sea, and the vitality is like the tide. Ye Feng's body strength and vitality concentration have once again made a leap, and his mental power perception has also increased to a range of almost 350 feet. After a moment, Ye Feng opened his eyes, and a bright light burst out from his eyes. Finally reached the eighth level of innateness. "For me, only various spiritual herbs and elixirs are the key to rapidly improving my cultivation." He couldn't help but let out a slight sound of emotion, but at this moment, Ye Feng tilted his head slightly to one side, and suddenly sneered at a dense forest in the distance. "Come out, stop being sneaky and hiding!" Before he finished speaking, a yellow figure appeared behind a big tree. "Ding Tianhe? I didn't expect it was you who is still here." Seeing this figure, the corners of Ye Feng's mouth curled up slightly, with a hint of surprise in his voice. "You didn't expect that? One hundred and three thousand and four hundred points... Ye Feng, you are really good at it." Ding Tianhe stared at the points on Ye Feng's head with greed in his eyes. Although Ye Feng's powerful mental perception surprised him, what shocked Ding Tianhe the most was the number that appeared on Ye Feng's head.
One hundred and three thousand four hundred and fifty cents. More than 100,000 points, plus Ding Tianhe's own 39,000 points. That's more than 140,000. This data is enough for Ding Tianhe and his junior sister to join the inner sect of Wanjue Sect at the same time. At this moment, Ding Tianhe's heart is burning. How can he suppress the excitement in his heart? He takes a deep breath and walks step by step towards Ye Feng. close.