World Wide Martial Art

"Ha, ha, ha, brat, you are so lucky, you actually made it out alive?"

The face of the person speaking was dark, one arm was missing, and his entire face was covered with fire bubbles caused by fire poison, making his expression extremely ferocious and terrifying. From his tattered clothes, Ye Feng could barely recognize him. It was Tong Ming, the fifth black market deacon who had just tracked him, but ended up surrounded by rigor mortis. Situ

As for the figure next to Tong Ming with a burning gaze in his eyes, it should obviously be the second deacon Wei Zhen.

Just now, Tong Ming was entangled in intermediate rigor mortis and was surrounded by rigor mortis. With his strength, it was impossible to break out. Fortunately, he sent the messenger talisman earlier to contact Wei Zhen, and Wei Zhen arrived at the critical moment. , which allowed him to survive.

Later, due to the battle between Qingwu Youhuo and the corpse demon, the vitality of the core area of ​​​​the burial pit was shaken, and the sight of hundreds of zombies made the two black market deacons frightened and did not dare to continue deeper. For the sake of safety For the sake of safety, the two decided to retreat to the peripheral area where the fire poison was weaker.

It was just that they were unwilling to let them return empty-handed.

The two of them have been staying here, monitoring the activities in the burial pit.

They thought that Ye Feng would definitely not be able to survive such a violent energy fluctuation and zombie sea. However, the two of them refused to give up. Unexpectedly, they actually waited for the opportunity and saw Ye Feng's extremely fast attack. Come here Mercedes.

"We brothers, we have been waiting for you for a long time." Second Deacon Wei Zhenhao said in his spare time.

His figure trembled, his eyes flashed with undisguised murderous intent, he pointed his finger at Ye Feng and said: "Leave the storage ring and tell all the secrets you know, or I will keep your life!"

With his strength at the seventh level of the virtual realm, he is indeed qualified to say such words.

Just when Ye Feng couldn't think of any way to deal with these two guys, suddenly, a space beside him began to beat slightly, and a light voice rang out: "You want Ye Feng's storage ring and secrets? What about that?" It also depends on whether I agree or not."

Then, the space opened, and a graceful figure appeared.

This figure wore a green butterfly mask on his face, and his outstretched wings covered most of his face, making it impossible to tell who he was.

But there is no doubt that it is a young woman.

"Who are you? You don't care about life and death, and you even dare to interfere with the affairs of our black market?" Seeing that a master broke through the void and appeared here, and clearly wanted to interfere, Tong Ming was shocked and shouted angrily, "Pretend to be a ghost. ! Don’t you have the face to see people?”

"Lao Wu, this person has followed us all the way. She must be someone we know. I'm afraid a black market name can't suppress her?" Second Deacon Wei Zhen said slyly.

"Second brother, could it be that this person was the one who hindered us before? We were forced to wander around the Tianhuo Mountains for several days? Then we lost track of that kid?" Tong Ming's pupils shrank and he suddenly turned around and asked.

With his and Wei Zhen's abilities, how could they not catch up with a second or third level innate warrior?

In fact, as soon as they entered the Tianhuo Mountain Range, the two of them were led astray, causing them to lose track of Ye Feng. Otherwise, Ye Feng might not be able to enter the burial pit, and he would be captured by the two of them.

"What do you think?" Wei Zhen asked with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

"It's so... hateful!" Tong Ming was furious.

If this woman hadn't stepped in, how could he have lost an arm and ended up in this situation? At this moment, he was looking at the masked woman with a ferocious look in his eyes, and he wanted to take off her mask directly to see who this person was.

After taking a look at the masked woman, Ye Feng felt a little familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember the other person's identity.

"Ye Feng, leave the two of them to me. You hurry up and go back to find Mr. Zhao Da. Don't delay his important events."

The masked woman ignored Tong Ming and Wei Zhen's words. She just stepped in front of Ye Feng and blocked Ye Feng. She sent a message to Ye Feng to leave. From this voice, Ye Feng immediately recognized the identity of this person - Yan, the master of the Treasure Pavilion of Wu Mansion. Siya.

The appearance of the Master of the Treasure Pavilion made Ye Feng feel a lot calmer.

However, there are two virtual realm masters in front of her, including a master like the second deacon Wei Zhen. Yan Siya's strength should be extremely high, and she may not be able to stop them. She herself is not very sure.

"Arrogant!"

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Wei Zhen roared angrily and took action directly, thrust out a sword energy from the air and rushed towards Yan Siya.

Yan Siya reacted very quickly, and her figure was even more agile. She avoided Wei Zhen's attack with just a little movement.

"Lao Wu, this woman must be a back-up arranged by Old Man Zhao. I'll deal with her, and you catch that kid. He must not be allowed to escape from us alive today." Wei Zhen said coldly.

An attack just now allowed him to roughly guess the cultivation level of the masked woman.

Although the opponent's movement skills are agile, her strength is probably not as good as mine. If she fights alone, it shouldn't be a problem to defeat her. As for that brat with a third level of innate talent, let him deal with it.

Although Lao Wu was seriously injured and his energy was almost exhausted, when it comes to dealing with a third-level innate person, it should be easy to catch him.

Wei Zhen felt that his side was sure of victory in this battle.

"Second brother, don't worry. I captured the boy and extracted the secrets from him. You and I have made a great contribution." Tong Ming smiled sinisterly and turned to look at Ye Feng.

"Yeah?"

Ye Feng glanced at Tong Ming, who had only one hand left and whose breath was very unstable. This virtual realm master had suffered a lot this time. It would be good if he could retain three or four points of strength.

Moreover, he has to devote his energy to restrain the fire poison. From this point of view, he may not be unable to fight him.

Besides, he still had the trump card of the innate fire spirit. If it didn't work, he would release the innate fire spirit. He felt that he had enough confidence to be invincible.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng no longer hesitated and took action directly. After a flash of red light on his body, he directly put on the Blood God Armor. At the same time, the Destruction Blade shined brightly and slashed down with a shocking strike.

"court death!"

Tong Ming didn't even expect that this third-level innate boy would dare to take the initiative to attack him. He roared and a huge giant ape appeared behind him, which was the shadow of his martial spirit.

"Roar!"

The giant ape roared, raised his arms to protect Tong Ming, and resisted Ye Feng's knife.

This person's martial soul phantom is certainly not comparable to that of a warrior who has just entered the virtual realm like Wei Tuo. It is almost condensed into substance, and his hair and skin look like a real violent ape.

"It's amazing." Ye Feng froze and frowned.

There is an essential difference between the virtual realm and the innate. Once the martial soul shadow is condensed, the combat power increases several times. Especially the martial soul shadow of Tong Ming is of extremely high grade. It seems that when he enters the virtual world, he pours his soul into it. The thing is a rare genius and earthly treasure that allowed him to condense such a powerful martial spirit.