World Wide Martial Art

Le Wuhen violently injured people, completely kicking off the melee and killing. Seeing someone taking action, more than fifty people here immediately fell into a frenzied killing spree. Everyone wanted to kill the others and rush into the palace first. . Situ Reading 520 official website

At this moment, even if you don't take the initiative to attack others, others will come to kill you.

Those who take action first will naturally gain some advantages.

In an instant, the square became a mess.

The most powerful people like Le Wuhen were fighting at the front. If anyone dared to block their way, they would kill anyone. Even several masters were fighting each other just to be the first step. Everyone knew one thing. Reason: There is only one teleportation talisman, and there are not many treasures inside the palace, so you must strike first.

In the blink of an eye, casualties began to appear. Many warriors with average strength but who wanted to enter the palace first died on the spot.

"Ye Feng, what should we do? Shall we take action too?" Tang Chuxue asked looking at Ye Feng beside her.

"There's no rush. Take another look." Ye Feng shook his head and stood there without moving, but his eyes scanned the surroundings.

"The passage at the front can only allow one or two people to pass through. Those who are crowded in there now are those warriors with the strongest cultivation. If they force their way in, there will definitely be a conflict. Once they make a move, even if they are not injured, they will be killed. Delay your pace..." He carefully observed the situation in front of him.

Everyone wanted to enter the palace quickly, and no one was allowed to do so.

And once it gets into chaos, it will only waste more time.

In addition to Le Wuhen, there were two other people who caught Ye Feng's attention. One of them was a green-robed swordsman with a cold face and a very dull expression.

Although this person's cultivation level is only in the middle to late stage of the fourth level of the virtual realm, his strikes are sharp. He has a sharp sword that radiates light in his hand. Once he strikes, it is extremely sharp.

Every sword shot will definitely bring out a cloud of blood. This person's swordsmanship is one of the most brilliant and fastest among all the people Ye Feng has seen so far.

His steps are very steady and not wide, but every step forward will bring him closer to the palace.

A fourth-level virtual realm warrior saw him strolling towards him and jumped forward to intercept him.

With a "swish" sound, the green-robed swordsman swung the sword in his hand, but still moved forward steadily.

Then the warrior who intercepted him was about to deliver a powerful blow. When he saw the sword attacking like lightning, his face suddenly changed, his whole body froze, and his eyes showed an expression of disbelief.

He seemed to want to retreat, but it was too late. After his body was shaken, a shallow wound appeared in his throat.

The wound quickly grew larger, and blood spurted out from it, bringing up gorgeous blood flowers. The warrior's body also slowly fell down at this moment.

The green-robed swordsman took another step forward, and the vitality armor blocked the splashed blood from his body, without even a trace of blood being stained on it.

Soon, he was walking side by side with Le Wuhen.

Le Wuhen didn't seem to have any intention of taking action against him. He just tilted his head slightly, with a cautious look in his eyes, and shot forward quickly.

The other person is a man in blood robe.

This blood-robed man seemed to be an old acquaintance with the blood-robed man in Ye Feng's original team.

Now the two of them are walking together, with two bright red robes facing the wind and moving forward hand in hand. It is not clear what methods they used. Any warrior who blocks in front of them will stagger away after a slight pause, and then He staggered and fell to the ground.

There are no visible wounds on these people, but the moment they fall to the ground, their faces turn white, as if all the blood in their bodies has been sucked away.

It can be said that they look like ghosts. The two red figures keep moving towards the palace entrance. Their pace is only a few steps slower than Le Wuhen and the green-robed swordsman...

The melee did not affect Ye Feng and Tang Chuxue in a short period of time. First, because the two stayed behind and did not swarm forward like the others. Secondly, Ye Feng and Tang Chuxue's cultivation levels were too weak. They were half-empty and could not be ignored. No one would take them seriously.

As long as the progress of other warriors is not hindered, no one will waste time to kill them.

However, being in the last position is definitely not what Ye Feng wants.

He didn't take action, he was just looking for the right moment.

"Walk!"

After roughly judging the strength of the warriors present, Ye Feng uttered a word, moved his figure, and led Tang Chuxue quickly towards the palace entrance.

In this way, the peace that existed between them was broken.

After taking only two steps, a sharp shout came from the ears of the two of them, and a powerful sword light quickly struck Ye Feng.

"I don't know whether to live or die, but a little miscellaneous fish who has just stepped into the void comes to beat the autumn wind? Go to hell for me."

The one who took action was a young Taoist priest dressed in Taoist attire, with a third level of virtual realm cultivation.

A sharp light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and he retorted with a smile: "Really? Then you die first."

He raised his fist and was about to punch out, but at this moment, Tang Chuxue suddenly smiled softly and said with a smile: "Ye Feng, I'm here to help you. You try to preserve your energy to deal with those real masters."

While speaking, the silver bell in Tang Chuxue's hand made a crisp sound, and the blurred seven-color light shot into the eyes of the young Taoist priest.

The other party's expression became sluggish in an instant, and his movements became much slower.

After all, Tang Chuxue has not yet advanced to the virtual realm, and cannot completely affect the thinking of a warrior with such cultivation strength. However, this short pause is enough for Ye Feng. After grinning slightly, Ye Feng easily dodged the attack and fell. The light of the sword came, and then he punched him hard.

The young Taoist priest vomited blood in mid-air, his whole chest was sunken, and his eyes stared out like dead fish. When he landed on the ground, he was already dead.

There is no mercy. In a place like this, anyone who dares to show mercy will die.

Everyone becomes his own enemy as long as he is alive.

The two figures continued to move forward, and just after taking a few steps forward, Chen Haozhi suddenly appeared in front of the two people, blocking the path of Ye Feng and Tang Chuxue.

He pointed the sword at Ye Feng and sneered: "Do you two also want to go in? It's just wishful thinking. Is this place qualified to enter even if you are half-stepped into the void?"

Zhu Dong stood next to Chen Haozhi, his face full of disdain, "I have long disliked you two, and I didn't have time to pay attention to you before. Now, the man will be killed, and the woman...hehe..."

Ye Feng snorted coldly: "Get out of here!"

The faces of Chen Haozhi and Zhu Dong darkened at the same time: "You little bastard who doesn't know whether to live or die, look at how I will cut you into pieces."