Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"What do you want? Could it be … They want us to compensate the Spiritual Stone? " Ye Feng's face revealed a faint ridicule, and said lightly.    

"Pah! Does Grandpa He care about those Spiritual Stone?" Hee Bading fiercely stomped his foot on the ground. The entire plaza shook, and with his feet as the center, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the four sides of his feet.    

"I'll give you a chance, take my punch."    

His aura surged, his entire body seemed to grow larger at this moment, and when his aura reached its peak, Hee Bading clasped his hands together, and then pushed himself out, chi la … The clothes on his body broke into pieces, revealing his muscular strength. His whole body looked like it was made of black iron.    

"Got it, you guys go!"    

"If you can't handle it, the two of you, die!"    

It was only then that the last two sentences came from his mouth.    

"Do whatever you want!"    

Ye Feng maintained his indifferent expression.    

"Human Clan Bloke, to let you experience Grandfather He's methods?" Seeing Ye Feng's relaxed appearance, Hee Bading was extremely displeased and roared angrily.    

No Human Clan Martial Cultivator of similar realm had ever dared to underestimate a Barbarian Clan warrior.    

"God of Berserkers tattoo!"    

With a loud shout, on Hee Bading's body that was covered in muscles, a blood-red mark appeared and slowly formed a python-like shadow.    

The shadow's color was not deep, but the powerful strength it possessed was brought out in the blink of an eye.    

Following the appearance of the snake-shaped simulacrum, the aura from Hee Bading's body grew even more powerful, his strength, defense, and speed seemed to increase by several fold.    

He took a step forward and a wave of intimidating pressure surged. The surrounding Martial Cultivator felt as if they were in a violent storm, swaying and retreating in large groups.    

"F * ck …" Hee Bading this guy, in the past, when he was fighting Human Clan Martial Cultivator who are at the fourth or fifth level of the Void Stage, he did not use this kind of method. "    

"It seems like he is serious now … How could that person give him so much pressure? "Could it be that he's very powerful …"    

"No matter how powerful he is, under the condition of the God of Berserkers Mark, the Barbarian's vitality has been enhanced greatly, and its strength has skyrocketed. The current Hee Bading definitely has the ability to defeat the Fifth Level of Void Stage."    

"Sigh, looks like we humans are going to have another genius Martial Cultivator who died prematurely …"    

The onlookers from all four sides sighed. Most of the Martial Cultivator in the surroundings were humans, so they naturally didn't want to see Ye Feng being killed by a Barbarian.    

Of course, there were also many outsiders, such as the old water race man who set up a stall to sell the Hundred Smelting Dragon Roots. He had a face full of schadenfreude as he watched the show.    

He was eager to see all of the elite geniuses from Human Clan die.    

Under the complicated gaze of the surrounding people, Hee Bading, whose strength was condensed to a single point, laughed complacently. He gathered all his strength in his right fist and aimed it straight at Ye Feng, throwing out a punch.    

As the punch was thrown out, a huge fist shadow came crashing down from the sky, as if a black dragon had drilled out of its cage, bringing a great sense of oppression to those who saw it.    

Especially after this fist was released, the God of Berserkers tattoo on Hee Bading's body instantly dimmed down.    

It was obvious that he had released all the power contained in the tattoo in this punch.    

According to the rules of the Barbarian, after one kills an opponent, they must drink their opponent's blood to their heart's content and absorb a bit of their opponent's blood essence into their body. Over time, they will leave behind a trace of the God of Berserkers they worship in their body.    

This was the so-called "God of Berserkers Tattoo".    

Hee Bading had to kill hundreds of Martial Cultivator s of the Innate realm and more than ten Void Stage Grandmaster before he could condense the "Berserker God's Tattoo" to its current state.    

That was because every time he used it, the power he had would be reduced by a bit.    

But now, he didn't hesitate to release his full power from the God of Berserkers tattoo. It could be seen that Hee Bading was extremely fearful of Ye Feng. Of course, there was another reason. As long as he killed Ye Feng and drank Ye Feng's Blood Essence s, not only would the energy of the "Berserker God's Tattoo" he lost be replenished, it was even possible that he could be improved …    

Everyone's face changed, they thought that Ye Feng would not be able to hold on and would be killed with a single punch.    

Ye Feng who was standing on the spot was not afraid at all.    

The corner of his mouth slightly curled up as he saw a huge fist flying over in the air. A trace of an indifferent smile hung on his face.    

Since they were both at Third Level of Void Stage, why would Ye Feng be afraid?    

This Barbarian was fierce and easy to kill. If he acted recklessly and had a lot of human blood under his hands, then let him … A blood debt would be repaid in blood!    

Perhaps the other people in the Starlight City were afraid of inviting Hee Bading's brothers to take revenge, and did not dare to act against him. However, Ye Feng did not feel that kind of pressure at all. If someone from the Extreme Fire Fort, Blood Dragon Flag, and Giant Spirit Sword Sect wanted to kill him, he would kill them all without hesitation, let alone a Martial Cultivator who was from a different race who had slaughtered Human Clan.    

Kill!    

An earth-shattering roar.    

Just as the huge fist silhouette was about to land, Ye Feng kept the smile on his face and released a breath of air.    

Amongst the Ten-Direction Eight Trigrams Fist, the most powerful is the "Earth Punch Earth Punch".    

Heaven as the father, Earth as the mother, the movements of heaven and earth, Yin and Yang as the root, Qi as dust, the existence of the Mysterious Dao.    

As long as Ye Feng's feet landed on the ground, he would be able to unceasingly borrow the Earth Mother's power. A gust of mellow and thick energy passed through Ye Feng's feet into his palm, quickly condensing into a speck of light on Ye Feng's fist.    

Then, the fist silhouette that was facing Hee Bading flashed and disappeared.    

Ah!    

Hee Bading's face changed greatly, he roared and released his full strength, True Divine Spirit Qi gushing out, he used all his might to try and use his Spirit Qi to counterattack.    

However, how could a mere God of Berserkers, a False God of the tribe, withstand such a pure and ferocious power from the Mother Earth?    

Puff!    

The protective spirit energy around his body shattered like scrap paper, and the force of the heavy punch heavily struck his body. Even though the body of the Barbarian Clan elite was extremely strong, he was still unable to withstand Ye Feng's punch, and his chest had already caved in.    

Hee Bading spat out a few pieces of internal organs that flew far away.    

Victory in one blow.    

Ye Feng retracted his fist and stood still. There was not much change on his face, as though defeating the Barbarian Clan Martial Cultivator was a small matter to him.    

Indeed, with Ye Feng's strength, there were very few people in the young generation who could compare to him.    

Furthermore, although Hee Bading was somewhat strong, he was not a top-notch expert in the younger generation. A single punch from him was not enough to stir up any big waves in Ye Feng's heart.    

On the contrary, it was the coldness and ruthlessness of the surrounding people that made Ye Feng feel extremely resentful.    

Fortunately, his own cultivation had already recovered to the Third Level of Void Stage, so if he had encountered such a situation before his Dantian was recovered, wouldn't he be left with no choice but to wait for death?    

Human nature was indeed selfish, but facing such a domineering and cruel foreigner, these observers were still as indifferent as before. It really made Ye Feng's heart surge, and he really wanted to say something …