The tens of thousands of cultivators below all had sluggish expressions, staring blankly as the phantom of the planet in the sky collapsed, with cracks like spider webs covering half of the sky.
The false saint was actually killed with a knife?
Is this bitch dreaming?
The Youquan Blood Demon who had just fought against Wang Heng was trembling all over. That knife also caused a great psychological shadow on him, "Damn it, there is no normal guy on Huangquan Road."
"Brother, don't keep the other people in Beiyuan Zunwang Pavilion!" Ye Feng said lightly.
"Um!"
"Boom!!!"
The sea of blood surged out with a roar.
The three ordinary mid-star great ones brought by Wang Heng had no resistance at all, so they were covered by the sea of blood evil and merged into the void.
With the strength of the Youquan Blood Demon, it was only a matter of how long it would take to kill three ordinary middle-level great masters.
"Everyone, let's continue the topic we just talked about!"
Ye Feng looked at the remaining fourteen false saints with a smile and said: "Mr. Jiantian has handed over the name list, what about you?"
"King Wujiang, I, Kunlun, am a native of the earth, what about the roster?" An old man from Kunlun Holy Land looked at Ye Feng.
"Kunlun Holy Land is a good local force on Earth, but you have been hiding in the small secret realm for too long and have been out of touch with the times. So, I will send people to your Kunlun Holy Land to teach your disciples how to use modern items!" Ye Feng smiled half-heartedly.
He looked towards the old man.
"This!" The old man frowned. The meaning behind Ye Feng's words was obvious. He wanted these forces to register. He didn't care how many people there were in these forces or how many giants there were. If he just had an attitude, he would go to Huangquan Road.
A bowed attitude.
"You don't have to think about it now!"
Ye Feng crossed his arms, and there was a cold light in his eyes, "My attitude is very simple. For the local forces on earth, I need the list of all your disciples, plus 20% of your resources. As for you forces who came from the interstellar battlefield, I
I need half of your resources."
"impossible!"
Nan Yinghao was the first to refuse, with a sinister light flowing in his eyes, "Ye Feng, your strength is indeed very strong, not even weaker than those peerless geniuses on the interstellar battlefield. However, you are just a generation of zombie ancestors. No one here knows that
, the zombies have been cursed by the depths of chaos and can never break the shackles. In other words, the limit of your combat power is the canonization."
Nan Yinghao's voice continued to rise, "Behind us, there are not only the forces that have stood on the interstellar battlefield for countless years, but also the great star Tianzun. Ye Feng, the rules of the earth are still recovering, and neither the saint nor the Tianzun can come. But
One day, the rules of the earth will be completely restored. When that happens, what will happen to you?"
Having said this, Nan Yinghao raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said: "So, I advise you not to push yourself too far, otherwise, even if you kill me now, you are destined to have only one ending!"
"That makes sense!"
Ye Feng nodded seriously.
Looking at Ye Feng's attitude, Nan Yinghao always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.
"You are right, I am indeed no match for the Saint, let alone the Great Star Celestial Lord."
Ye Feng slowly stood up and walked towards Nan Yinghao.
Looking at Ye Feng walking slowly, Nan Yinghao's expression changed slightly, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger.
"But, you also said that they can't come now. In that case, why should I worry about the future now?" Ye Feng grinned.
Nan Yinghao's pupils shrank suddenly. Is this guy a lunatic? I have analyzed the matter so clearly, is he still going to be our enemy?
Not only Nan Yinghao thinks so, but other pseudo-sages also think so.
"I don't care how strong the forces behind you are, or how prominent your status is. As long as you are on Earth, in China, before you can't defeat me, try to listen to me honestly."
"Crack!"
Ye Feng's left hand suddenly raised and landed hard on Nan Yinghao's shoulder.
Nan Yinghao's face was extremely ugly. He wanted to dodge just now, but Ye Feng's speed was too fast, as if he could teleport.
Ye Feng put his left hand on Nan Yinghao's shoulder and scanned the crowd, "Besides, I really hate being endangered. Whether you think I'm a lunatic or you think I don't know the limits of the world... it's best not to challenge my patience.
"
"boom!!!"
The holy frost flames surged out.
Nan Yinghao's body suddenly melted and turned into billowing blood, which shot out from Ye Feng's fingers.
Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, and his fingers slowly clenched.
"Crash!!!"
There were waves of thunderous sounds inside Ye Feng's body.
At the same time, Nan Yinghao, who had turned into plasma, suddenly let out a painful scream.
Kung Fu blood river!
Nan Yinghao felt as if his body was out of control and boiling completely.
"You're really looking for death by swearing in front of me!"
There was a sarcastic look on Ye Feng's face. Maybe for other pseudo-sages, Nan Ying Hao was very difficult to deal with. But for Ye Feng, the zombie ancestor of the first generation, Nan Ying Hao was not even as good as the ordinary high-ranking star.
At least, others have bodies, but Nan Yinghao seems to have only pure blood.
Jian Tian put down the teacup, shook his head slightly, and said to himself, "Zombies are naturally capable of restraining the Nine Nether Blood Demon. Nan Yinghao is doomed!"
Seeing the blood that was constantly surging in front of his eyes, Ye Feng turned around and walked towards his position, and the blood plasma also split into two halves and fell towards the old demon Zombie and Li Jiancheng.
"Take the blood and go into seclusion. If you can't break through, get out of hell!"
"Master, the old demon swears that he will never leave the seclusion until he breaks through to the second generation of King Zombie!" The old demon Zombie's eyes rolled around, his face full of excitement. During this period, he has collected a lot of corpses, all of which contain shocking potential.
of blood.
Seeing Ye Feng kill two false saints in a row, the remaining thirteen false saints all felt awkward.
By virtue of their status, they are the overlords of one side even in the interstellar battlefield, and are respected wherever they go. But now, Wang Heng and Nan Yinghao, who are both false saints, are like cats and dogs, being killed casually.
, how can they accept this?
"Right!"
Hearing Ye Feng suddenly speak again, the expressions of the thirteen pseudo-holy capitals present darkened, and they even secretly sent messages asking if they wanted to take over to fight against Ye Feng, lest they be killed one by one by him.
Ye Feng turned his eyes and looked at the water and fire judges of Hunyuan Hades, "They can all give in, but you can't!"
What does it mean to give in?
The faces of the other false saints were even more ugly.
"King Wujiang, I, Hunyuan Hades, have always maintained goodwill towards Huangquan Road..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Ye Feng waved his hand and directly interrupted the unknown fire judge, "I don't need you to explain the grievances and grudges between me and your Netherworld Sect. You are also unlucky today, and you must be unlucky.
I can't get out of here alive."
"King Wujiang, are you really unwilling to give us a way to survive?" Judge Fire said with a cold face. He really didn't want to fight Ye Feng, he was really frightened by the battle just now.
"You have all chosen the path of death, why should I give you the chance to choose the path of survival? Do you think this is just playing house?" The golden light appeared in Ye Feng's eyes again.
