Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The amount of demon blood used was far more than its current size. Ye Feng even suspected that this blood fiend was very strong, it would need to consume more than half of the blood water in the well.    

If he wasn't in a desperate situation, this demon from the Devil Sect might not have chosen to do this.    

It seemed like there was nothing to fear from this person.    

The appearance of the blood fiend had instead made Ye Feng completely at ease.    

The two beasts started a wild battle inside the narrow tunnel, this place was even narrower than the one inside the Underground Dragon Tomb. This way, Han Wuxin who was at the bottom of the tunnel, would not be able to escape even if he wanted to.    

The blood fiend roared and pounced towards the Devil Flame Dragonlion with incredible speed. The terrifying power contained within the blood fiend's pounce was like a technique used to smash into a mountain, it could even shift a mountain. The blood aura emitted from its body, especially, formed an even larger shadow behind it, oppressing it as it pounced forward.    

Looking at its power, the Devil Flame Dragonlion was clearly about to be crushed into a meat patty.    

Han Wuxin revealed a smile that said he had won, his expression was proud, but, his smile froze on his face.    

"Bam!"    

The blood beast that smashed into the Devil Flame Dragonlion did not appear as Han Wuxin had expected, but instead, the blood beast that he had painstakingly formed was like an egg that had hit a rock. The rock did not even budge an inch, yet the egg had been smashed into pieces everywhere.    

Fortunately, the blood fiends were condensed blood qi and were not real Demonic Beast, so the side effects from their collisions disappeared very quickly.    

Just this scene caused Han Wuxin's face to change greatly.    

How could this be?    

He had to consume a Blood Essence and the tremendous amount of devil blood in the blood well to be able to condense this strange beast with the power of Earth Rank High Grade. How could he be defeated by a battle pet summoned by an Emptiness Realm Expert?    

This is unscientific...    

Could it be that the enemy's battle pet's strength surpassed his own blood fiend?    

Han Wuxin vaguely remembered that earlier, that Wang Lee had told him that a little fellow who had just arrived at the An Xi town had a beautiful Demonic Beast with a strength roughly at the Earth Rank Low Grade. If he were to gift it to his master, his master would definitely be extremely happy.    

His master might be happy, but the current Han Wuxin was not. Where was the promised Earth Rank Low Grade? This was clearly Earth Rank. If Han Wuxin personally went up, even if he fought two against one, he might not necessarily be able to win.    

While he was still feeling sorry for himself, the Devil Flame Dragonlion had already launched its counterattack.    

The Dragonlion displayed its most direct instincts and desires. After leaping with its four limbs, it opened its bloody mouth and bit off a piece of the blood beast's meat, beginning to devour it in big bites.    

These were all balls of refined energy. A single bite could strengthen one a bit.    

After discovering the Blood Beast, Han Wuxin was clearly much weaker, but in his imagination, the scene of him using the Blood Beast to destroy Ye Feng did not come.    

Han Wuxin was extremely regretful.    

He shouldn't have coveted the blood of this blood well. He should have tried to flee for his life after absorbing it.    

He did not expect that the Emptiness Realm Experts he had invited would be so useless. He only needed to delay the pursuers for another two hours and then he would be able to leisurely suck out all the blood and escape.    

The losers were always like this, recalling the past was full of regret, all of it was like throwing a pot.    

Of course, this world also didn't sell medicine for regret.    

Ye Feng's attacks did not stop because of Han Wuxin's repentance. They continued to attack him continuously, causing a portion of the heaven attributed spirit energy to enter his body. The power of chaos continued to disrupt the circulation of the spirit energy in his body, and the strong winds from his fists even caused him to be covered in blood.    

At the side, the Devil Flame Dragonlion was also winning, the blood fiend's head was almost gone, a headless body was still struggling, and was continuously attacking.    

This was the power of the monsters that were condensed. They would not be like the other Demonic Beast s, who would die if they destroyed any signs of life. These monsters would definitely fight to the very last bone of their pinky, or even a little tail.    

But to the Devil Flame Dragonlion, this was not called fighting, but a feast, a feast of pleasure.    

However, what he ate was the prick, which moved a little too much.    

After a long while, Han Wuxin was completely killed. No one knew what kind of Devil Arts he cultivated, but at the moment of his death, his entire body had also turned into a pool of blood, and only his head was left.    

Ye Feng wasn't too interested in the Devil Arts, he was only interested in Han Wuxin's storage ring.    

However, what made Ye Feng disappointed was that besides the tens of millions of Spiritual Stone s and a fiery-red bead, there wasn't anything else of value in Han Wuxin's storage ring. Furthermore, the blood gourd on his body had also exploded right before his death, leaving nothing behind, causing Ye Feng to feel slightly disappointed.    

The Devil Flame Dragonlion swallowed the last mouthful of blood beast meat and finished its meal. It let out a burp and returned to the Spiritual Beast Bag without saying a word.    

Retribution. The Heavenly Dao was not happy.    

This high ranking Devil Disciples could be said to be a Blood Essence that had devoured countless of Martial Cultivator. When he was still alive, had he ever thought that he would one day become a Demonic Beast's meal?    

Ye Feng laughed, knowing that it had eaten its fill, it wanted to throw Han Wuxin's head into the Spiritual Beast Bag. But suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and wrapped his Essence around it before bringing it out.    

The battle outside was still continuing, the four people of Myriad Birds Building had summoned their Demonic Beast s and were fighting with Wu Xiaoyu and the two others happily. Seeing that Ye Feng had come out, they cautiously took a few steps back.    

Wu Xiaoyu and the other two also returned to Ye Feng's back.    

Ye Feng raised the head in his hand high up, staring at the four with gloomy expressions and laughed: "Do you know what this is? You covered up the Devil Disciples for your crimes, and according to your crimes, you should use the Demon Sect's secret connection, so you should be cut into pieces! "    

Although his tone was not loud, his voice naturally exuded a trace of oppressive might.    

The four people in front of him acted as if they had heard the death sentence. At the same time, they crazily retreated in all directions.    

"You want to leave now?" Ye Feng's body moved like lightning, dragging out countless of afterimages. With his current strength coupled with the "Ninth Heaven of Roc Steps", he could actually escape from a few Emptiness Realm Martial Cultivator.    

Bang bang bang bang. Four punches in a row.    

The four of them fell to the ground.    

In fact, the moment they saw Ye Feng's head, the Golden Armor general and the black-robed Martial Cultivator knew that they were in trouble. Han Wuxin's strength was undoubtedly a level higher than theirs, and since even Han Wuxin had died under the hands of the youth in front of them, how could they be his match.    

That was why he chose to flee.    

However, they didn't expect that they would be taken down so easily without even giving him a chance to escape. At this moment, all of their hopes were gone, regretting that they didn't have a chance to get into this mess …    

With a "pu tong" sound, the Golden Armor general actually shamelessly knelt down, and said with a trembling voice: "Everyone … Senior Brothers and Sisters from the Myriad Peerless Sect, I really do not know if there are Devil Disciples inside. We were only ordered to guard this manor.    

"That's right, that's right. Everyone, please give it a shot, we didn't cultivate Devil Arts at all, and we don't have any Devil Qi on us …" "It has nothing to do with the Devil Sect …"