World Wide Martial Art

"ah……"

Soon, screams resounded through the sky. Driven by profit, many people did not realize the danger. When they were about to come into contact with the holy soldiers, they left a body of corpses and blood behind. Situ Reading 520 official website

certainly……

Only a small part of them were penetrated by the Holy Power, and more were injured by the strong men of the three sects.

How could they tolerate the Tomb Saint Soldier falling into the hands of others?

"Ha ha……"

Only the fat monk, who was blocked and attacked by the strong men of the three sects, laughed repeatedly, his body was light and agile, he easily shook away the holy power, and went straight to grab him.

In an instant, he had grabbed a flying sword and fell back to the ground. The holy power on the sword was sealed by some secret method.

"Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Buddha will wait for you to survive the calamity. If you dare to plot against Buddha, don't blame Buddha for my Nirvana fire."

The fat monk suffered several blows on his chest and back, but the strange thing was that this guy looked unconcerned. He reached over his shoulder and a demon master stabbed him with his long sword and pulled it out. He narrowed his eyes like a normal person. Look at them.

"This monk... is very powerful. I don't know where he comes from."

"No matter who he is, if he seizes our clan's holy weapon, he will have to pay the price with blood."

"I don't believe it. We have more than ten people joining forces, but we can't do anything to a human monk?"

"..."

The strong men of the three tribes from all directions gathered around him fiercely when they saw the holy soldiers falling into the hands of the monk.

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call……

On the top of a low mountain, Ye Feng's embarrassed figure stopped, his clothes already soaked with sweat.

After running wildly for so long, the power of the medicine in his body finally dissipated, making him feel better physically.

"Too much is too much, it seems... elixirs really cannot be taken indiscriminately..."

Ye Feng smiled to himself. Fortunately, the Yuanli energy in his body was several times stronger than that of warriors of the same level. Otherwise, he would have really exploded and died.

"Um?"

Just when his mood settled down, suddenly, a suspicious sound came out of Ye Feng's mouth.

He turned around in surprise, and at first glance, his expression changed drastically. There was a tall figure not far away, rushing towards him.

This time it's not the fat monk, but the demon clan who has a big hatred against Ye Feng... the King of Prisoners.

"My feeling is correct. It is indeed you."

With his figure flashing, Prisoner King quickly arrived in front of Ye Feng. After confirming the latter's identity, his ferocious eyes revealed a bloodthirsty expression.

In the Martial God Sea Territory, the demon tribe lost many strong men, and even Brahma was beheaded by this kid.

Not only did King Qiuye lose his face, but after he returned, he was reprimanded by the top leaders of the demon clan and deprived him of the qualification to enter the Supreme Demon Palace. This made King Qiuye grit his teeth.

Just now he saw a strange figure running back and forth, which looked very much like the aura of Ye Feng. After searching for a long time, he finally found it.

"So what if it's me? I'm afraid our relationship isn't to the point where you should give up fighting for the treasure and just come over and say hello to me."

Ye Feng, who looked much calmer, had thoughts flashing rapidly.

The cultivation level of this demon king is not comparable to that of a small fish. Even when he was at his peak, he might not be his opponent. As for now... it is even more impossible.

With the power of the medicine filling his body, he didn't dare to do anything.

"Say hello? This king is here to take your life."

Ye Feng's whole body was shaken, and while King Qiye frowned and gathered strength, he rushed towards the direction of the main hall.

Running outside may not necessarily evade the pursuit of King Qiye. Only the direction of the main hall can attract the attention of Bai Hucheng and the Lord of Star City. Once Bai Hucheng shows up, King Qiye will have to think twice before taking action.

There was no other way, so Ye Feng could only take risks.

The prison king who catches up will also face the risk of being killed by the demon power at any time.

Ye Feng's strange behavior made the Prisoner King stunned for a moment. After reacting, he cursed and chased after him eagerly.

"Damn human race, I will never let you run away this time!"

Qi Ye Wang's movements were extremely fast. He was constantly reaching out to grab Ye Feng while moving around.

Ye Feng helplessly searched for the auras of Star City Lord and Bai Hucheng, but soon he was disappointed. The place was in chaos, the vitality was chaotic, and the demon power was raging, so he couldn't sense anything at all.

Fortunately, Kunpeng's Jiutian movement was not greatly affected, and Qiye Wang could not catch up with him for the time being.

Boom...

Boom...

Soon, another thing that gave Ye Feng a headache happened. As he got closer and closer to the main hall, the feeling of heart palpitations reappeared. He could clearly feel a pair of blood-colored eyes staring at him again.

The difference from the previous ones was that when they saw him approaching, those eyes revealed a sense of ecstasy, as if they were waiting for Ye Feng's arrival.

"That's right. You are still evil and want to take away my body!"

Ye Feng's scalp felt numb.

The prison king behind him was chasing after him, and he could only grit his teeth and continue to approach the hall.

The demonic power is raging, sweeping across the sky!

Once you are a certain distance away from the main hall, you will have to pay a huge price for every step forward. If you are not careful, you will be shaken away by the power of the demon.

Perhaps it was because of the deliberate release of those blood-stained eyes that Ye Feng was a little more relaxed than Prisoner King. The latter was blocked ten feet away from Ye Feng and was furiously resisting the demonic attack.

"Little beast, if you go over again, you will never survive."

The stalemate lasted for several breaths, and the prisoner king could not get close, so he could only choose to curse loudly.

"Idiot, it sounds like you will let grandpa go. Come here if you can."

Ye Feng was not stingy with his disdainful eyes. He was about to call Bai Hucheng when he suddenly felt a stinging pain on his forehead.

The pair of bloody eyes became clearer in front of his eyes, and it seemed as if there were a pair of big hands trying to pull him over.

Buzz!

At the same time, a ray of forest-cold demonic energy overflowed from the broken corner of the hall, and jumped towards Ye Feng as quickly as a poisonous snake.

"not good!"

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