Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

This cut, could be said to be Ye Feng using all his strength to protect himself.    

A deafening explosion sounded out as the tidal wave from the impact swept across the entire valley in the blink of an eye. The entire valley shook as if it was an earthquake.    

The moment Lu Yuan appeared, Lu Yuan had immediately forced a few Soul Losing Palace Martial Cultivator s to retreat, bringing Fu Heng and the previously injured Jiuxuan Palace disciples to retreat far away, the Soul Losing Palace Martial Cultivator s who were initially unclear about what was happening were not so lucky.    

"Kacha …"    

A clear cracking sound rang out, and after the loud explosion, it resounded once again. This time, all the patterns on the Xun Cloud Shield were dispersed, and the sharp Moluo Blade slashed onto the Xun Cloud Shield's body.    

Ye Feng raised his brows.    

Damn, he seemed to have used too much strength.    

Don't destroy this rare defensive spirit artifact.    

He withdrew some of his elemental energy.    

The Xun Cloud Shield that was slashed by Ye Feng flashed, and with a whimper, it turned back into its original black shield. The only difference was that the mysterious luster on the black shield had already mostly disappeared, and at the edge of the small shield, there was a small crack visible to the naked eye.    

At the same time the Xun Cloud Shield was broken by Ye Feng, below, Zhou Yue's entire body shook. As if she had received a heavy blow, a mouthful of dark red blood sprayed out wildly.    

She slumped to the ground, her face devoid of any color.    

The middle grade Earth Rank spirit artifact was refined by Zhou Yue's blood and had Zhou Yue's spirit energy and Blood Essence imprint on it. After being cut apart by the huge force, Zhou Yue suffered a backlash and with Ye Feng's fierce attack, under the double blow, it was impossible for the already injured Zhou Yue to stand straight.    

As a result, half of the black snakes coiling around the Heavenly Stele Conjuration in mid-air had lost their color, and the entire body of the snake had weakened by several degrees.    

There was an extremely close relationship between the two of them. After Master suffered a heavy blow, the power of his Phantom of Martial Soul naturally fell.    

Even though Wu Qing was still exerting all his elemental energy to resist, how could the strange snake, which only had half of its strength left, be a match for the Heavenly Stele Shadow?    

In the ancient inscriptions on the tablet, a faint light suddenly blossomed. A few small tadpoles could be vaguely seen on the tablet as they moved back and forth.    

As if sensing the powerful Devil Qi contained within the black snake, these black tadpoles became excited. They all opened their mouths and started to devour.    

In an instant, the strange black snakes that were coiling around the tombstone seemed to have been bitten by countless mouths, and black Devil Qi began to spread out from the tombstone. Like a mountain torrent breaking through a dike, they began to surge into the small tadpole's mouth.    

However, after a few breaths, the black two-headed monster snake that seemed to have the upper hand was blown away by the wind and soon disappeared.    

The final trump cards of the two demonesses were heartlessly destroyed by Ye Feng as well.    

"Ah …" "My Martial Spirit, my Devil Qi …"    

"Aunt is going to fight it out with you."    

The martial spirit's Emptiness Realm had been destroyed, the Devil Qi had been devoured, and Wu Qing let out a hysterical cry. His entire body instantly swelled up several times.    

She had given up all hope and burst with her spirit energy, thinking of self-destructing to die with Ye Feng.    

"Stubborn fool!"    

Ye Feng coldly snorted.    

With his Martial Spirit destroyed, and with Wu Qing's cultivation back to the Innate Realm, even if he self-destructed, he wouldn't be able to kill Ye Feng.    

However, for the sake of the valley's Jiugong Pavilion and the Cangshan Sect's disciples, Ye Feng would not give him the chance to self-destruct.    

As he shouted, his right hand danced and the Moluo Blade quickly chopped down like lightning. His swollen and hideous head was instantly accompanied by wildly spraying blood as it charged into the sky and rolled to the ground.    

At the same time, the unconscious Zhou Yue was slashed to death by Ye Feng.    

His white body left many afterimages as he moved back and forth in the valley. Martial Cultivator had long since lost the will to fight and scattered in all directions. Every time Ye Feng swung his blade, a head of the Devil Sect Martial Cultivator would fly up into the sky.    

Because before Ye Feng slashed open the Xun Cloud Shield, Lu Yuan and the rest had long retreated to the back, and thus the matter of the slaughter fell entirely on Ye Feng.    

From a distance, they could see that every single blade light that flashed by, had a splatter of blood flying out, causing the stench of blood on Ye Feng's body to become denser and denser.    

No wonder the outside world had long since heard rumors that Myriad Peerless Sect was a god of slaughter without blinking an eye.    

This rumor … It's not like there's nothing out of the blue …    

Only a short while had passed before the last Soul Losing Palace disciple fell heavily into a pool of blood.    

None of the ten-odd people were able to escape.    

"This is the storage ring of the Soul Losing Palace Martial Cultivator. Take it and assign it to the rest of the injured Jiugong Pavilion disciples.    

"Also, those two witch just now activated some kind of communication rune. We need to rest for a bit, we need to leave this place as soon as possible …"    

After changing into a new set of clothes, Ye Feng walked back into the Jiuxuan Palace team and took out six or seven multi-colored storage rings, throwing them at Lu Yuan.    

This action, instead, made Lu Yuan feel somewhat embarrassed.    

In this battle, the majority of Soul Losing Palace Martial Cultivator s died in Ye Feng's hands, and two of them were also killed by Ye Feng. Not only did Ye Feng save Senior Brother Fu Heng and the rest, he even distributed the spoils of war to everyone. One by one, he owed them to me...    

Now, Lu Yuan finally understood why Star Image Sect, who was also one of the seven Sacred Grounds, would spare no effort to help this Myriad Peerless Sect genius, who was even willing to become enemies with Heavenly Extreme Hall.    

Aside from the peerless innate strength of his peers, Ye Feng also possessed an extremely sincere and kind personality. He treated his friends from the bottom of his heart, and was definitely not putting on an act. On the surface, he called himself a brother, but he was secretly stabbing in the back.    

It was indeed worth befriending.    

This was probably one of the reasons why the two sects were willing to befriend Ye Feng.    

After listening to Lu Yuan and Huo Jing'er's explanations, Fu Heng and the others finally understood that the youth who had rescued everyone from the Devil Sect Martial Cultivator was the genius in Myriad Peerless Sect, whose name had shaken the entire Yuanwu, Ye Feng.    

Who would have thought that Ye Feng's actual combat strength was actually even stronger than what was rumored.    

Fifth Level of Void Stage, on the other hand, had easily slashed two Soul Losing Palace s in a row. This potential talent was enough to cause everyone to be speechless.    

After connecting the dots with some of the rumors about Ye Feng, a group of people couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air. Fortunately, their own sect was not involved in the chase for Ye Feng. If their Jiugong Pavilion made this huge enmity with Ye Feng, then their sect's people would come down the mountain to train in the future.    

When they thought about the thunder-like method Ye Feng had used to kill Devil Sect Martial Cultivator, everyone truly understood how terrifying he was.    

He treated his friends with the warmth of a spring breeze and his enemies with the ruthlessness of an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.    

Such a person was a friend and an enemy. It was likely that anyone could make a clear choice …