The entire seventh level was silent at this moment, and countless eyes were looking forward to it, wanting to see what methods this strongly rising human monk had.▃ ( v?v )▃

Some strong men even hid their bodies in the void, involving half-step magical power-level battles, and no one would ignore them.

Wu Caichan and others even felt their hearts in their throats, wishing they could pour all their strength into Ye Feng's body.

Dongmo felt Ye Feng's momentum gathering little by little, and soon he reached a peak.

I couldn't help but secretly praised Ye Feng. Ye Feng's name was definitely not revealed. He didn't have such powerful combat power when he was in the cultivation of the Golden Immortal. If Ye Feng was allowed to grow up, in a thousand years, Ye Feng would probably become a strong man in the entire fairy world!

There was no existence in Ye Feng's eyes, just a fighting spirit, a fighting spirit soaring into the sky.

The Dragon Slaying Sword has been raised above the head, and the long sword in the dragon slaying hands, wearing golden armor, was also raised. The two forces of life and death are in conflict, and the aura of vitality and death are constantly evolving.

As long as this sword falls, everything will end, and the outcome will be between this sword.

And at this moment, two powerful auras suddenly appeared in the air, just like the aura of Dongmo.

The aura instantly arrived at the confrontation site.

Ye Feng had already increased the strength of his attack to the peak and was about to fall. Suddenly, he felt these two auras and could not fall. Even if his combat power was strong, he would not be able to fight with three half-step magical powers.

"Hahaha, Dongmo, I also heard that you are a strong man in the purgatory of the strong, how could you do such a low-key thing!" One of them laughed wildly.

"Is this the so-called powerful demon clan? It's embarrassing? No, it should be a devil. The Eastern Demon is not a human being." Another monk also sarcastically said.

The East Demon looked at the two monks opposite, and they were two demon cultivators.

"These are two powerful men of the demon clan. It seems that this battle may not be able to start." A monk saw the identity of the person.

"Why are you two coming!" Dong Mo asked unhappily. At this time, he was already forced to take action and was interrupted by life, so he was naturally extremely unhappy.

"Let's come and see how the powerful Eastern Demon is embarrassed. He uses the cultivation of half-step magical power to deal with a ground immortal cultivator. He really throws the face of the demons into the purgatory of the strong."

"That's right, it's said that demon cultivators can't get on the big table. As expected, this is the case. It's so disappointing. I didn't expect that the demon cultivators have this kind of virtue and are still thinking about fighting with your so-called demonic strongmen. I think it's okay."

Dongmo's face became extremely ugly. Being insulted by others like this was really shameful.

"What do you want? If you don't accept it, wait for me to kill Ye Feng, it's not too late for you to come and die!" Dongmo's voice was filled with anger!

"I don't think it's necessary. No matter what the final result is today, I will never fight you anymore. I am not interested in a half-step magical power that can only bully the cultivation of the Earth Immortal."

"Yes, yes, lose my face."

The powerful men of the two demon races have endless sarcasm in their language.

"What do you two want!" Dongmo was completely angry!

Everyone relaxed their nervous moods and watched the three strong men fighting.

"Dongmo, if you really think you are a strong man, you dare to make an agreement with us!"

"What's the point of not daring to do this!" said Dongmo.

"Okay, let's make an agreement. No matter whether you are the strongest of your demon clan or the strongest of our demon clan, we will be determined in the last year of the purgatory trial of the strong. Including this Ye Feng, we will not interfere with each other in the last year and fight in the last year to determine who is the strongest of the purgatory of the strong. This period also leaves Ye Feng with a chance to grow. Don't let people say we can bully him. But in the end, if Ye Feng cannot grow up, don't blame us for being ruthless." The demon clan cultivator said his thoughts.

"Dongmo, are you sure of the last battle!"

"Okay! It's up to you!" Dongmo agreed, looked at Ye Feng, and then looked at the two powerful men of the demon clan, and flew away.

The two powerful demon clans flew away immediately, leaving only the voices of the two in the air, "Ye Feng, we are waiting for you in the last year, I hope you will not let us down!"

A great war was resolved like this, and the monks looked at each other.

However, the monks were looking forward to it. There were still more than three years left. Who knew what achievements these ten strong men could achieve in the end? The last year will be a series of shocking battles, and that time will become the most exciting moment in the purgatory of the strong!

Mu Neng and Min Chao had an impulse in their hearts. They should improve their cultivation as soon as possible, become a strong man of half-step magical power level, and also participate in this grand event in the future. What is the purpose of entering the purgatory of the strong? It is to become a real strong man. If they are not qualified to participate in the final battle, no matter what kind of achievements they have achieved, they will not be considered a real strong man.

The strong man had already left, and the cultivators of the three tribes were immediately in a lack of interest. It would be meaningless to continue the battle and they all dispersed.

"Boom!" A loud noise suddenly came from behind.

The monks were all shocked and looked back and saw a bottomless gap appearing in front of Ye Feng.

The dragon-slaying sword in Ye Feng's hand had fallen, but his face turned pale.

Ye Feng doesn't look very good.

It turned out that after Ye Feng raised the attack momentum to the top, the eighth form of the Crazy God Slash had already been used, and it was almost impossible to fall. His state was that the arrow was on the string. If he didn't fall this move, he would seriously damage his body and his meridians would suffer serious damage.

The appearance of two powerful demon clans interrupted Ye Feng's attack. After the three powerful men with half-step magical power left, Ye Feng could only drop this move.

Looking at the gap in front of Ye Feng, many monks couldn't bear it and thought that if this move was on him, everyone was shocked to find that they would never be able to withstand this move, and the best result would be serious injuries.

No wonder Ye Feng became the strongest man in the human race, and he really couldn't compare with Ye Feng.

Mu Neng and Min Chao came to Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, are you okay?"

"It's okay, but the spiritual energy is consumed a little severely. If you recover, it will be fine." Ye Feng gathered all his spiritual energy this time. Facing a strong man of Dongmo, he stimulated Ye Feng's full potential, so the consequences are also very serious, resulting in almost exhaustion of the spiritual energy in his body.

"That's good."

"It's strange, why did the two powerful men of the demon clan make such an agreement with the East Demon? Don't they know how terrible your growth rate is?" Min Chao was a little puzzled.

"This is the heart of a strong man, which is to let the opponent truly grow, so that all the strength will be stimulated during the battle and the combat power will be maximized." Mu Neng explained.

"Well, that's all I can understand." Ye Feng said weakly.

"Stop it!" Suddenly there was another voice.

Several people were shocked, who was the voice?

The space in front of me twisted.

A strong middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone, with endless murderous aura in his powerful aura, just as if he had walked countless times in the blood sea of ​​corpse, and it was even more intense than the murderous aura on Ye Feng.

Several people looked at this powerful man who suddenly appeared vigilantly, not knowing what this person is from or what purpose he has.

"You guys are too simple to think about. Not to mention the strong people are full of dangers and endless insidious methods. Even the other two tribes are thinking of getting Ye Feng out of the way. You will actually naively think that this is the so-called heart of the strong!" The middle-aged man scolded a few people without hesitation.

"Please give me some advice." Ye Feng asked respectfully. He had vaguely guessed the identity of the visitor. If it was not bad, this should be the Blood Hand Butcher, the guardian of the seventh level!

"Why do you think you are famous for your reputation, Ye Feng, you can survive the disaster. It was because I gave up my identity as a guardian." This is indeed the blood-handed butcher of the guardian.

"What! Senior, what do you mean!" Ye Feng was shocked. He had already given up the status of the guardian in the words of the Butcher.

"I have reached an agreement with the demon clan and the demon clan to give up the position of the guardian in exchange for your three years of stability. During these three years, the half-step magical powers of the two clans are not allowed to attack you. You must be successful and give the human clan a sigh of relief in the last year's war, otherwise I will not let you leave the strong purgatory alive!" The blood-handed butcher stared at Ye Feng with sharp eyes.

"Senior, why is this?" Ye Feng was not afraid of the blood-handed butcher's eyes.

"Oh! It's not the incompetence of the human monk!" The blood-handed butcher sighed deeply and told the whole story.

Back then, the Blood Hand Butcher was galloping in the purgatory of the strong and could definitely become the ultimate strong man, but because of that incident, he lost this opportunity.

Moreover, in the last ten trials of the Strongest Purgatory, the human monks were very unsatisfied, and the strongest one failed to appear at one time. In other words, the strongest one has not appeared in the Strongest Purgatory for 10,000 years.

No matter how bloody the butcher's methods were, he was a human monk after all, and he was very unwilling to face such a situation.

Ye Feng's appearance allowed the Blood-Handed Butcher to see the hope of the human race, but if he fought with the strong men of the other two races now, Ye Feng would not have any chance of winning.

On the one hand, it was to fulfill his long-cherished wish that he had not fulfilled back then, and on the other hand, it was also to revitalize the human race, the Blood Hand Butcher made such a move.

Ye Feng fell deeply into deep thought. He was a member of the human race, but he never thought of supporting the human race. Everything he did was just fighting for himself.
Chapter completed!