This is also the reason why Ye Fei wants to kill Old Qingyun forcefully. Firstly, the old devil has a grudge against Zhao Qianjun and cannot let the tiger go back to the mountain. Secondly, Ye Fei wants to frighten these titled Martial Lords who are spying in secret.
His intimidation also achieved a certain effect.
When Ye Fei was fighting Old Man Qingyun, he sensed more than a dozen eyes, secretly watching his fight.
But as Old Man Qingyun was easily trampled to death by Ye Fei, not only did he lose his life, he also lost his face. Half of the dozen or so Titled Martial Lords who secretly peeped on the spot were frightened and terrified.
Among them are the ancestors of the Chen family.
"No, Ye Fei's combat power is too terrifying. Even the old man Qingyun with a combat power of 800,000 is no match for him. If we go up, he might kill him instantly."
"The inheritance of the Holy Sect is really powerful, but unfortunately, this person is no longer something we can make decisions about."
Secretly, several titled Martial Lords below the third level exchanged thoughts for a while, then quickly retreated, no longer daring to show their faces in front of Ye Fei.
Although the remaining people did not leave, they no longer dared to peek at Ye Fei frequently. They just hid in the dark, as if waiting for something.
Ye Fei didn't care about these people and took away Old Man Qingyun's space ring. He directly summoned Zhu Zhen, Jing Wushou and others.
"Zhu Zhen, take this bone of the Martial Saint back and give it to the Lord of Beiyang!"
"Senior Brother Jing, you go together with Zhu Zhen and the others so that we can take care of each other."
Ye Fei warned seriously.
Jing Wushou and Zhu Zhen were both awe-inspiring, while Luo Xing, Qin Bing and others looked at Ye Fei worriedly: "Ye Fei, won't you come with us?"
"Me? I can't be with you. Now I have become the target of the Titled Martial Lord. As long as I don't step into the twelfth level of the Martial Saint, they will not give up the opportunity to seize the inheritance." Ye Fei shook his head.
, took one last look at everyone.
He held the Phoenix Blood Sword and stepped into the sky again. He said coldly to the surroundings: "I know there are still some of you who are still determined to seize my inheritance. This is my business and has nothing to do with anyone else. You can take action against me.
, but if anyone dares to take action against my relatives and friends, I, Ye Fei, swear that if I can’t kill you, I will surely kill you too.”
Boom!
Without saying a word, Ye Fei tore the void with his bare hands and disappeared into the land abandoned by the sky. At the same time as he left, three old figures appeared in the sky one after another. They were all anonymously titled Martial Lords, and they only wanted to fight.
Break through to a stronger realm.
Originally, when they saw Ye Fei's terrifying fighting prowess, they thought of catching Ye Fei's relatives and friends and using them to threaten Ye Fei. However, after hearing Ye Fei's warning before leaving, they felt a sense of solemnity.
"This junior is really not easy to mess with! Anyway, the inheritance is with him. We are only going to find him. We don't have to involve other people."
"Hmph, an ordinary warrior with no foundation actually wants to become an invincible holy king. Not only do we not agree to this, but the entire Northern Territory will not agree to it!"
bump!
The two titled Martial Lords looked cold and looked down with disdain. In the end, they were still a little wary of Ye Fei and did not dare to take action directly. They disappeared into the sky in an instant and followed Ye Fei's breath.
Ye Fei and the two titled Martial Kings left without noticing. Among the crowd, a young Martial King saw Ye Fei leaving. His dark eyes suddenly turned as bright as blood. His eyes first looked at Zhu Zhen and Jing Wu.
A trace of fear flashed across Mamoru's body.
Finally, this gaze locked on the weakest Luo Xing, with a cruel look in his scarlet eyes.
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In the desert, Ye Fei not only used the Great Void Step to move, but also tried to get rid of the pursuit of the two Triple Martial Lords behind him.
It's just that he obviously underestimated the determination of these two Martial Lords to pursue him. Just when Ye Fei entered the depths of the desert, he was stopped by these two Martial Lords using special means.
"You really want to go against me? No grudges, I don't want to kill you!" Ye Fei stood on the sand dune with a serious look on his face.
Helpless, he didn't want to kill, and many times, he couldn't help himself.
Hearing Ye Fei's words, the two titled Martial Lords sneered: "Haha, you don't want to kill us? Boy, don't think that with the inheritance of the Holy Sect, your tail will be raised to the sky!"
"Hmph, we must not have an invincible Holy King appear in the Northern Territory. This is a threat to all our titled Martial Lords. If you are wise, just hand over your inheritance and we can consider saving your life!"
The two Martial Kings had cold and arrogant expressions, as if they were convinced that Ye Fei had been defeated. After all, they were both triple Martial Kings. Although they were not as good as Old Man Qingyun, they were two people now. The combined power of the two of them was much more difficult to deal with than Old Man Qingyun.
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Ye Fei also knew this in his heart. Seeing that they couldn't reach an agreement, he didn't bother to say more. He raised the Phoenix Blood Sword and pointed it coldly at the two of them: "If you want to die, I will help you!"
"What a presumptuous young man!"
"Even when death is imminent, you dare to be so arrogant in front of the two of us, and you will die for us!"
Boom! Boom!
Two terrifying auras filled the sky, making the space creaking. The two titled Martial Lords took action at the same time in tacit agreement. One of them held a knife and the other held a spear. The bright light turned into two streams of light and struck fiercely.
Ye Fei came over to kill him.
"Hey, why bother? I have no intention of killing, but you force me to kill!" A look of helplessness flashed in Ye Fei's eyes.
Then he slowly raised his hand, releasing an astonishing sword light. Soon the sword light turned into a whirlpool of swords, covering one of them.
"Burial style, infinite weakening!"
"How is that possible!" King Wu, who was enveloped in the whirlpool, suddenly felt that his peak combat power was constantly weakening in the whirlpool. From 600,000, it dropped rapidly to 500,000, 400,000...
Before he could escape from this whirlpool in horror.
Boom!
The world shook again. Ye Fei held the Phoenix Blood Sword, and with an extremely sharp sword light, he had cut another titled Martial Lord in half with one sword stroke, and his body was reduced to ashes and scattered in the air.
"This is impossible. After a battle with Old Man Qingyun, you can still maintain such peak combat power. It's not good..."
The Lord Wu became frightened and suddenly regretted that he was too greedy and shouldn't have come to chase Ye Fei with just two people. He screamed and used all his strength to slash out a huge sword light and finally got rid of the Burying Sky style.
Affected, he ran away into the distance without looking back.
Ye Fei had no intention of chasing him, but at the moment when the man escaped, he raised the Phoenix Blood Sword again, and a bright sword fire light formed a beam of light and slashed forward.
"Damn young man, I'm not done with you anymore! Sky-Escape Talisman!" At the critical moment, Wu Jun endured the pain in his heart and reluctantly took out a jade talisman from his body and crushed it into pieces. His whole body instantly turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.
boom!
The sword fire passed through this person's shadow.
Ye Fei's face couldn't help but look a little ugly: "It's still a miscalculation. Since these people can become titled Martial Lords, how could they not hide the means to save their lives! Hey, there is a more terrifying Martial Lord catching up. This is the fourth level of title.