World Wide Martial Art

"So hot!"

Ye Feng frowned and came to the setting sun. He already knew what the so-called power of the sun was, which was the scorching air waves here.

A ray of information poured into his mind, about the power of the Sun. As long as he operated the technique, all the power of the Sun would immediately flow into his body. Not only would the burning sensation disappear, but it would also nourish the body and warm the soul.

But Ye Feng's plan was to rely on the power of the setting sun to face the enemy army, so he had to fight the enemy against the scorching air waves.

"Those enemies who are close to the setting sun will also be affected by the power of the sun and their strength will be damaged."

Ye Feng's eyes flashed. According to the information provided by the Power of the Sun, only people like him who have accepted the test of the Talents of Heaven and Earth can absorb the Power of the Sun. The enemy army cannot do this.

"Then let me see your strength!"

Ye Feng's eyes were shining brightly as he stood under the setting sun, waiting for the arrival of the enemy army.

In the distance, armies were still running wildly. One of them was riding three demon wolves. The five-meter-tall giant team looked fierce. The leader looked at Ye Feng and showed a cruel smile.

"Hmph, our coalition of all races is here, and you are just one person, even if you are powerful, you will definitely die!"

The commander's face was covered with scars, like an evil ghost. At first glance, he looked like a murderer who had experienced endless killings and walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

His aura was also very terrifying, and there was an illusion of rolling evil energy behind him, with countless wronged souls surging in it, like a fog of hell.

"This guy gave me the troll empire, you are not allowed to do anything!"

The commander suddenly roared, which spread in all directions, but he was addressing the other teams surrounding Ye Feng.琇书蛧

When Ye Feng heard this voice, he also looked at the troll leader.

"Boy, you are mine!"

Noticing Ye Feng's gaze, the troll leader raised his arm and crossed it across his neck, showing an evil smile.

"Troll Empire, what kind of country is this?"

Ye Feng endured the scorching power of the Sun with difficulty, frowning slightly, and the evil spirit of the troll commander rose into the sky. It was not simple at first glance.

It's just that Ye Feng has never heard of the troll empire that the other party talks about. What about the coalition of all races that the other party talks about?

"Could it be that these armies, coming from ten thousand races and countries, are encircling and suppressing me?"

Ye Feng glanced at

Watching, seeing armies with different shapes, I was originally surprised by the rich race of these armies, but now I understand. XiuShu.com

"The coalition of all races really thinks highly of me, or in other words, they think highly of the heaven-level cyclone."

"If you want to compete for the ranking of the world's heroes, you have to face the coalition of thousands of races. Even if the heaven-level cyclone is a dragon or a phoenix among men, a reserve force of a saint, such a battle is too terrifying."

Ye Feng shook his head. The ancestors' spiritual thoughts were right. Those who can be ranked on the list of heroes in the world are the best in the heaven-level cyclones. After all, their opponents are the coalition of ten thousand races.

"How far can I achieve, can I be ranked on the list of talents in the world..."

Ye Feng's heart was surging, and he stared at the violently charging troll leader, circulating his inner energy to keep himself at his peak state.

The power of the Sun is still burning, and the energy in his body is constantly being consumed. Ye Feng can't wait any longer. Judging from the current distance, by the time the troll leader arrives, most of his energy will be consumed.

"Ugly thing, your grandfather and I are standing here, come and kill me quickly!"

Ye Feng suddenly spoke and cursed at the troll leader.

"court death!"

The troll leader immediately stared. Ye Feng was so arrogant and dared to speak rudely to him and call him an ugly person.

"My troll empire has shaken the heavens, and no one has ever dared to humiliate me. Your words today are doomed to a tragic death!"

The troll leader was furious, and the warriors behind him raised their weapons and roared wildly, intending to cut Ye Feng into pieces.

Their speed also greatly increased as a result. The eyes of the three demon wolves sitting down showed a cold light, and there was a surge of demonic energy as they ran. They were more than twice as fast.

It really works!

Ye Feng's eyes lit up and he continued to irritate the troll leader, "Huh, I've never heard of that bullshit demon empire. If you dare to go against me, grandpa, you will die without a burial place!"

"Ah! How arrogant! You are seeking death!"

The troll commander's anger was boiling, and the warriors behind him roared in unison, and the murderous aura rose into the sky, sweeping in like a blanket of the sky.

There are a hundred troll warriors in total, including the troll leader, one hundred and one, and the number of other teams is also one hundred and one.

Their momentum is very terrifying, but their realm is not high. They are all at the seventh level of the mortal realm, the explosive realm, the same realm as Ye Feng, and only the trolls lead them.

This is the eighth level of the Mortal Realm, the Qi Transformation Realm.

This shouldn't be a coincidence. After Ye Feng looked at it, he found that the strength of all the teams was like this. The leader transformed Qi and the warriors exploded Qi.

Is this the setting of the Talent List? Their realm is set according to my realm. These are not real people?

Ye Feng was shocked. This was an alliance of all races, countless strange creatures, and they had to simulate realms and wisdom. What kind of means was this.

This list of talents in the world is worthy of being a list covering many worlds. It is indeed not simple.

"You are not allowed to interfere, just watch, I, Mo Ku, will personally twist off his head and use it as a chamber pot!"

The troll commander led his army to the vicinity of the setting sun. He raised the seven-meter sword in his hand and shouted angrily at the surrounding armies. Murderous eyes filled his eyes. Anyone who dared to intervene would be killed.

Because the troll army accelerated, he was the first to arrive near the setting sun. The other armies were still coming from behind. When they heard Mo Ku's words, they all slowed down.

"Haha, then I'll give you this chance."

A purple light shining all over the body, as if wrapped in a purple giant egg, without riding a mount, but suspended in mid-air, the advancing army stopped. The leader sneered and stopped.

"Moku, you are no match for this guy. He once killed three major clans of gods by himself, and his strength is comparable to that of a god king. Don't be impulsive."

Another team spoke up, but it was a team of skinny, skeleton-like races, riding on bulls with corpse air to dissuade Mo Ku.

"Haha, you are a brainless demon idiot. All races united and mobilized the strongest team to encircle and suppress this man. Haven't you ever thought about the reason? He is not something you can fight on your own."

Another team appeared, but it was a group of three-eyed races wearing white clothes and riding on golden boats. The leader taunted Mo Ku.

"Hmph, three-eyed celestial beings? A bunch of cowards, unworthy of talking to me."

Mo Ku turned around and looked at the Three-Eyed Commander with disdain. His tall battle body shook, and his bones collided with each other, making a thumping sound.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you. This guy, our troll empire, is going to decide. If anyone dares to interfere, our troll empire will fight to the death!"

Moku held the seven-meter sword and slashed hard on the ground. A gap opened in the ground. "Before the battle is over, anyone who crosses this line will be regarded as a provocation to the Troll Empire!"