After swallowing the huge sea of blood, Ye Feng let out a long belch in full view of everyone. His eyes were filled with golden light, and he looked at Nan Yinghao who was forming in the distance, "What? Do you have any objections?"
"you!"
Nan Yinghao was furious, with murderous intent surging in his eyes, but when he thought of the instructions that came from the clan not long ago, he just endured it. Just wait, when the rules of the earth are completely revived, it will be your time. When the time comes, I will
Swallow your blood and refine your body into treasure.
Seeing Nan Yinghao clenching his fists but not daring to say a word, Ye Feng chuckled, then looked around and said: "Since we are all here, don't hide your head and show your tail!"
"Buzz!!!"
The moment Ye Feng's voice fell, the space in all directions was distorted, and figures continued to walk out of it.
Beihai, Tianlong Holy Sect!
Knight Island, the messenger who rewards good and punishes evil!
Kunlun Holy Land!
Hunyuan Hades, Judge of Water and Fire!
Scattered, except for Beixiao Tianmen, which was destroyed by Ye Feng, and Tianmo Island, which was controlled by Wutian, all the remaining restricted areas were sent to come, and they were all middle-star great masters.
For a moment, the space above this place continued to distort, as if it could not bear the auras emanating from so many giants.
There were at least fifteen false saints present.
This kind of scene is rare even in interstellar battlefields, unless there is some large-scale auction or a peerless ruin is opened.
"Buzz!!!"
At the same time, the space behind Ye Feng also became distorted.
Youquan Blood Demon, Demon Zunzhenglou, Fu Hongxue, Ding Peng, Fire Cloud Evil God, Zhuge Wolong, Duan Zhixing, Zhan Lao Mo, Li Jiancheng, Duan Lang and others lined up.
"Since everyone is here, let's talk!"
With a smile on his face, Ye Feng raised one hand, and a roll of Holy Frost Zombie Flame spun crazily, turning into a huge round table with sixteen chairs. Only the false saint was qualified to sit down.
It is absolutely unprecedented to discuss things above the heads of tens of thousands of practitioners.
Ye Feng sat down at the main seat and waited quietly.
"call out!"
Wangdao Shenting Jiantian was the first to sit next to Ye Feng and nodded to Ye Feng to express his goodwill.
The old Taoist priest from Wangwushan also sat down with a smile.
Soon, all fifteen pseudo-sages sat down and looked at Ye Feng calmly.
Seeing all the false saints sitting down, Ye Feng's smile did not diminish and he said: "I won't say any more nonsense. I just want to ask, are you coming here today to register at Huangquan Road, or are you looking for trouble?"
Listening to Ye Feng's straightforward inquiry, Jian Tian from Wangdao Divine Court said calmly, "As you know it, one should do as the Romans do when they are in a native place. Since we have come to earth, we naturally do as the host does."
With that said, Jiantian took out a roster from the space ring and said: "King Wujiang, this is the roster of all the people from our royal court who have come to earth."
The other pseudo-sages raised their brows, not expecting Jian Tian to lower his stance so low. You know, the King's Court has a good reputation on the interstellar battlefield, especially since most of its members are sword cultivators, and they are all unruly.
Ye Feng also had a look of surprise on his face. He took the roster handed over by Jian Tian and threw it to Zhuge Wolong who was standing behind him, "Mr. Jian Tian, please have tea!"
Ye Feng raised his right hand, and a tea cup with smoke still rising appeared in front of Jian Tian.
Jian Tian smiled, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, with a bright light in his eyes, "Good tea!"
"Hmph!"
Suddenly, Wang Heng, who was sitting opposite Ye Feng, snorted coldly, glanced at Jiantian, who was sipping tea as if nothing was wrong, and said: "The King's Court is also a major force in the eighth star region. I didn't expect that it would be in the abandoned land.
Giving in to a native. If this matter spreads to the interstellar battlefield, I am afraid it will make everyone laugh."
"You talk a lot of bullshit!"
"What?"
Wang Heng's expression froze and he looked at Ye Feng blankly. He had lived for hundreds of years, and this was the first time someone dared to talk to him like this.
Not only Wang Heng, but others also looked stunned. They didn't expect Ye Feng to be so straightforward and rude.
"Ye Feng, what do you mean by this?" Wang Henghan said with a face.
"It's not interesting!" Ye Feng curled his lips and put his hands on the back of his head, "I killed Wang Chong, the second young master of the Wang family in Beiyuan. There is no way to resolve the hatred between you and me. I thought you, Beiyuan Zunwang Pavilion, would definitely not come.
, I didn’t expect you to come here without knowing your life or death!”
"Whoa!"
Wang Heng suddenly stood up, stared at Ye Feng, and said word by word, "Ye Feng, do you still dare to kill me in public?"
Ye Feng was happy, "Why don't I dare to kill you?"
"Brother, I'm sorry to bother you!"
"boom!"
The moment Ye Feng's voice fell, the Youquan Blood Demon standing behind Ye Feng suddenly stepped forward, rolled up the cold blood evil energy, and stabbed Wang Heng's forehead fiercely like a spear.
"King Wujiang, is this inappropriate?" the old Taoist priest from Wangwushan said with a frown.
"Isn't it right? What's wrong? The Beiyuan Wang family and I are sworn enemies. Do you still want me to invite him to tea?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock. Ye Feng's point of view was correct, but this was too rude and barbaric. He didn't even bother to do anything to save face.
"Demon Lord, Hongxue, you should also go and help me."
"call out!"
Mo Zunzunlou raised his eyelids and suddenly disappeared from the spot.
"Choke!"
A faint light suddenly rose, as if the dog had eclipsed the moon that day, and the world had plunged into endless darkness.
The moment Fu Hongxue drew his sword, everyone present had a creepy feeling.
Even Ye Feng had goosebumps all over his body.
Fu Hongxue has been practicing Yi Dao all his life.
If the sword comes out without regret, either you will die or I will die.
Ye Feng did not expect that Fu Hongxue had broken through to the realm of pseudo-sage and actually practiced such extreme sword skills.
“Bah!!!”
Wang Heng, who was fighting against the Youquan Blood Demon, had no time to react. Suddenly, his whole body froze. A trace of blood spread from the center of his eyebrows all over his body, and the bright moon behind it suddenly shattered.
"What pure sword intent!"
"This, this sword technique is full of magic. If you can't kill your opponent with one sword, you will die!"
The moment Fu Hongxue drew his sword, his energy, his will, and the bright moon and planets he condensed were like floods breaking through the dam, slashing out along with the sword. If Wang Heng blocked it, there was no need to take action.
Fu Hongxue will not survive.
The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Fu Hongxue holding the handle of the knife, he shouted in his heart, "Are you going to be so extreme?"
This kind of sword technique is indeed very terrifying, but what if you encounter a group fight?
Could it be that Fu Hongxue can still kill everyone with one knife?
The remaining fourteen false saints stared at the indifferent Fu Hongxue with fear in their eyes.
Although they could see the root of this attack, they were not confident that they could resist it.
