"Ye Fei, I'll give you a chance. If you are willing to resolve the grudges with us, you will still have a place among the ten saints. Otherwise..."
Seeing that Ye Fei really dared to jump onto the ring and fight one against nine, the saints on the ring were all shocked. After all, Ye Fei was taking the road of despair. Even if the saints were confident and used the number of people
With the advantage, Ye Fei was killed.
But if Ye Fei makes a crazy counterattack before he dies, it is very likely that he will hold one or even several of them back. No one is willing to take such a risk.
Several weak saints decided to hold back their anger and give Ye Fei a chance. If Ye Fei was willing to reconcile with them, they could give up targeting Ye Fei.
Understanding the meaning of these saints, Ye Fei could only smile coldly, shook his head and said: "You are begging me, okay, each of you will give tens of billions of spiritual stones as compensation, and I will not hit you, otherwise...
"
"shut up!"
"presumptuous!"
"How dare you act so arrogantly in front of us, even though you're just a piece of trash!"
"The opportunity has been given to you. If you don't cherish it, then go to hell!"
Those who can become the Holy Son are not geniuses, and who are not arrogant. They have long been angered by Ye Fei, and now they hear that Ye Fei not only refuses to bow his head, but also wants to blackmail them. No Holy Son can bear it anymore.
"Sen Luo Wan Xian Kill!"
One of the strongest saints suddenly rose up and rushed towards Ye Fei. This person formed a seal with his hands and actually cast the shadows of all living beings, like a world, crushing towards Ye Fei.
"Well done, come on together." Ye Fei was in a hurry, "You are my whetstone. When the knife is sharpened, it will be used to kill the Blood Ancestor!"
"Little devil, you are looking for death!" After hearing this, Xue Sha Xue Yin all stood up angrily, wishing they could also rush to the ring and kill Ye Fei.
"You are not ashamed of your words!" The Holy Son's spirit burst out, and the majestic true energy made all the living beings in his hands seem to have turned from illusion into reality. Countless people roared and pointed at Ye Fei with their fingers.
Thousands of people criticize and criticize!
In that world, the evil thoughts of countless thousands of people gathered together, forming an invisible impact that was enough to crush the souls of ordinary martial emperors. Seeing this, Ye Fei just smiled coldly, and he activated the Demon Fighting Way. His whole body suddenly
Like gold shining.
"No matter how many evil thoughts you have, I will kill you with one punch. Kill! Kill!" Ye Fei took a fierce step forward and punched the most ordinary punch. His punch had no real energy and was not a martial arts.
It is a martial art, but the power it contains is more terrifying than the martial arts displayed by many martial emperors.
Boom!
There was only a sound of heaven and earth shattering, and Ye Fei's fist had penetrated the world in front of him and shattered the evil thoughts of all living beings inside.
"You, no, you eight, come together!" Ye Fei retracted his fist and didn't even look at the Holy Son who was knocked back by the punch.
He directly stretched out his palms, like iron pliers, and grabbed another nearby Holy Son. The Holy Son suddenly roared, and at the same time as Ye Fei grabbed it, the man suddenly pulled out a big black magic weapon from behind.
The sword, the sword light shattered the void, and even brought a blazing fire that burned the sky.
"A mountain of swords and a sea of fire! I'll send you to a dead end!" The Holy Son roared angrily, and suddenly his body and sword merged into one, turning into a terrifying mountain of swords, and beheaded him.
Ye Fei smiled coldly, shook his head and said: "Don't talk about mountains of swords and seas of fire, even the eighteenth level of hell can't stand in my way and break me to pieces!"
Boom!
The world shook, and Ye Fei began to stride forward. Under the shocked eyes of countless people, he actually used his fist to smash directly into the huge mountain of knives that combined man and sword. Then, the mountain of knives collapsed, the sea of fire disappeared, and there was only an embarrassing
The figure vomited blood and fell on the ring.
"Next! Who's coming?" Ye Fei shouted loudly.
He punched twice in one breath and defeated two very powerful saints. This scene shocked everyone present and frightened the remaining seven saints. Their expressions changed at the same time, knowing that not to join forces would be a mistake.
No more.
The remaining seven people roared together,
"As he wishes, come together and kill this madman!"
"The reputation of the Holy Son must not be lost in his hands!"
"Activate the field, let's fight him!"
The seven Holy Sons united together in an instant. One Holy Son pulled out the magic sword, and the whistling sword light formed a black sword, cutting into the void and filled with infinite magic power.
Another Holy Son looked up to the sky and roared, and his whole body burst out with endless black magic hands. Those magic hands, like chains of death, penetrated the void and drew out Ye Fei's soul.
The third Holy Son took out a mechanical iron man. The iron man surged in the wind and turned into a steel monster tens of meters high. The dark fist, like two roaring mountains, hit Ye Fei's head together.
The remaining four holy sons also burst out with strong murderous intent. Not only did they display various powerful secret skills, but they also continuously unleashed their respective fields.
When the seven saint sons joined forces to strike like this, not to mention Emperor Wu's pale face, even Hei Ming and others who were watching the battle were secretly frightened.
"Ye Fei, this kid, has made too much trouble. Let's see how he ends up!" Hei Ming's face was a little ugly. He wanted to use this to beat Ye Fei, not to let Ye Fei lose his life.
"Hall Master, don't take action yet. This Ye Fei is not simple. He seems to have become a physical body, comparable to the emperor's soldiers. No wonder he dares to challenge nine saints by himself! If this person is not abandoned by heaven, I will think of him.
Accept him as your disciple and inherit my mantle!" Hei Yue stroked his sparse white beard, and at this time, he looked at Ye Fei with bright eyes.
His words shocked many quasi-emperors and Martial Emperors, "The physical body is so perfect that it can be compared to an imperial soldier. This kid is simply a humanoid monster!"
At this time, Ye Fei, in the eyes of many Martial Emperors, was just a terrifying humanoid monster. It was not until he practiced the Way of Fighting Demons to the eighth level that Ye Fei truly realized how powerful the Path of Despair was.
How does a Son of God attack?
Except for the domain, Ye Fei could not smash any other martial arts. Ye Fei directly relied on his fists to smash all these martial arts.
kill!
When the fight started, Ye Fei suddenly gave up all his martial arts and no longer used his true energy. Instead, he completely transformed into a humanoid imperial weapon. He bravely withstood the siege of the nine saints and rushed into the middle of them.
A holy son's shoulder bone was shattered, and he was knocked to the ground by Ye Fei's punch.
Then, Ye Fei's body trembled, and he activated the War Demon Golden Body, and directly hit the other Holy Son fiercely,
boom!
Hearing the whole arena shake violently, Ye Fei just bumped into the opponent. All the opponent's protective essence and treasures were all broken, and he fell to the ground seriously injured.
"Oh my god, what kind of body training technique is that? This Ye Fei is simply a humanoid imperial weapon!"
"Invincible, he is already invincible at the Holy level!"
The rest of the Holy Sons all showed bitterness on their faces, and then turned to fear. (To be continued)