Chapter 1240 The Secret Technique of Fusion of All Races
"One hunting tribe leader is so terrifying, ten thousand of them, what kind of terrifying sight would that be?"
"It is said that the ten chiefs are more terrifying."
"Then aren't we doomed?"
Strong men from all walks of life are like falling into the abyss.
"Isn't there still Master Ye?"
"He was able to instantly kill the leader of the hunting tribe just now. His own strength must have broken through the Hundred Tribulation Realm, right?"
"Even if it's not, it's pretty close."
Everyone was shocked again and started talking a lot.
at the same time.
The reputation value of Piaomiao Sect has skyrocketed again.
There are three thousand worlds, each with hundreds of millions of beings. Even if only a handful of people in each world truly recognize the Piaomiao Sect, they can still contribute a terrifying amount of reputation points.
Three trillion!
Four trillion!
Five trillion!
The reputation value increased explosively in a short period of time, reaching a terrifying eight trillion!
And, it’s still rising.
According to this trend, it will soon exceed 10 trillion.
In front of the burial ground.
Ye Feng stood here, looking at the hunting clan leader who had just returned to the ancient coffin state, and said:
"You resurrect once, I will kill you once."
He crossed his legs and blocked the exit of the burial ground with his own strength, his eyes full of indifference.
"Ye Feng, you are so crazy!"
An angry voice came from the ancient coffin of the hunting clan leader, "I tell you! Two more clan leaders will be resurrected today, so just wait to die!"
"I am waiting."
Ye Feng crossed his legs on the ground and waited quietly.
This is an excellent opportunity to earn reputation points. If you miss this village, you will miss this store.
"You are asking for death!"
The leader of the hunting tribe roared.
Buzz!
The two ancient coffins beside them trembled slightly, as if they were angry, and the light on the surface became brighter and brighter. They were about to be born and kill Ye Feng.
"What tribe is this?"
Ye Feng looked at the two ancient coffins.
Each has its own unique totem on its surface.
One is a giant axe, and the other is a machete.
"Those are the heads of the Crazy Ax Clan and the Clan of the Duantian Clan. They are both stronger than me. You are dead!"
The leader of the hunting tribe laughed.
"So, do they have the Hundred Tribulation Realm?"
Ye Feng asked seriously.
The voice of the hunting tribe leader stopped suddenly.
The trembling heads of the Crazy Ax Clan and the Duantian Clan immediately calmed down, as if they were scared.
"Scared?"
Ye Feng smiled.
"How can we be afraid because our clan leaders are immortal? Two clan leaders, I have just killed a human saint, a human heavenly saint, and several human saints. I have accumulated a lot of power and can be resurrected in a short time.
How about hunting this person together later?"
The leader of the hunting tribe spoke again.
"good!"
Sounds came from the other two ancient coffins at the same time.
outside world.
Everyone is watching the battle.
An hour later.
The ancient coffin transformed by the hunting clan leader shattered and turned into a bone spear, which he held.
Since then.
The leader of the hunting tribe returns.
He stood in the void, holding a bone spear and looking coldly. The two ancient coffins beside him were cracking open, and a huge jagged ax and a notched machete appeared.
next moment.
Two burly men appeared, two meters tall, holding giant axes and machetes respectively. They were the patriarch of the Crazy Ax Clan and the patriarch of the Duantian Clan.
"Three Peaks of Saints!"
When Ye Feng saw them, he smiled and said, "Do you want me to kill you at the entrance of the burial ground, or do you want to be killed outside?"
"Arrogant!"
"We have the secret technique of combined attack, and it will be easy to kill you."
"Ye Feng, you will feel better later!"
The leader of the Hunting Clan, the Clan of the Crazy Ax Clan, and the Clan of the Duantian Clan spoke one after another.
Their momentum began to blend.
In just one breath, the three of them merged into a three-meter-tall giant with three heads and six arms, holding a giant axe, a machete, and a bone spear.
The violent momentum instantly pressed against Ye Feng.
"Is there such a secret method?"
"Aren't all races too scary?"
"If all the clan leaders could fuse, wouldn't they become the most terrifying and powerful people in the world?"
"How can we fight this?"
Practitioners from all walks of life looked horrified.
"Interesting, the power is perfectly integrated. Although there is no additional increase, it is a very powerful secret technique that can fuse the power of three people into one."
Ye Feng praised.
"We'll see if you can still laugh later!"
The three-headed and six-armed clan leaders rushed out instantly and arrived in front of Ye Feng. They stabbed with bone spears and slashed wildly with giant axes and machetes, all containing terrifying power.
"You are still weak."
Ye Feng stretched out his hand and punched three times, breaking the giant axe, bone spear and machete almost simultaneously.
"this!"
The expression of the three-headed and six-armed patriarch of all clans changed drastically.
After the three of them fused, their own strength was six or seven times that of the Peak Saint. However, they still couldn't catch Ye Feng's move and were defeated in an instant.
"Go back to the burial ground!"
Ye Feng quickly punched, causing the three-headed and six-armed clan leaders to collapse, revealing their souls.
"Ye Feng, just wait for me!"
The leader of the hunting clan said angrily.
Ye Feng remained silent and slapped away the three clan leaders. The souls of the three clan leaders all collapsed, forming a stream of light that poured into the burial ground and transformed into three ancient coffins.
Since then, the battle has ended.
From the time when the heads of the three clans merged to fight, to when Ye Feng knocked him back to his ancient coffin state, it took less than ten breaths.
"Ye Feng!"
"Tomorrow, the three new clan leaders will be resurrected, and they will be stronger."
"Every day from now on, two or three clan leaders will be born. One day, you will encounter an existence that you cannot shake and be destroyed!"
The leader of the hunting clan once again spoke harshly.
"No matter the wind or rain, I will wait for you at the intersection."
Ye Feng said so.
"Hey, you are really crazy! This is the first time that this clan leader has encountered someone like you who dares to block the clan leaders of our clans. I don't know whether you are brave or stupid."
The leader of the hunting tribe was very angry.
"Stop talking nonsense, rest assured and return to your true nature! I'll wait for you to recover, and then I'll blow you up."
Ye Feng grinned.
"You...are making me angry!"
The leader of the hunting tribe in the coffin gritted his teeth.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"Continue to recover. Anyway, our clan leaders are immortal. Wait a few more days to gather more than ten clan leaders before killing them."
The heads of the Crazy Ax Clan and the Duantian Clan spoke one after another.
"makes sense."
The leader of the hunting tribe realized this.
Time passed bit by bit.
Three Thousand Realms.
Countless strong men were inspired by Ye Feng.
Some of the Holy Saints immediately rushed to the depths of the starry sky.
Not long after.
They came to the vicinity of the burial ground and followed the passage left by Ye Feng to the entrance and exit of the burial ground.
"Master Ye!"
"We're here to help you."
More than ten saints appeared.
Among them is Ye Feng's acquaintance, Yuexi Sword Master from Nantian Sword Sect, who was once ranked 100th on the Power God List.
"The clan leaders of all clans are very strong, and the weakest hunting clan clan leader is twice as powerful as the Peak Saint. It's not a big deal if one can defeat many. It's too dangerous for you to come here."
Ye Feng shook his head.
"Don't worry, Master Ye. We have formed a large formation. Relying on the power of the formation, it will not be a problem to contain a leader of all clans."
"yes!"
"The Three Thousand Worlds is the habitat that our human race depends on for survival. How can we be enslaved by these cruel races?"
"We monks are not afraid of a battle!"
The dozen or so saints present spoke one after another, with high fighting spirit. They were unwilling to hide in the sect and watched Ye Feng fight alone.
"be safe."
Seeing that everyone's fighting spirit was high and they were determined to die, Ye Feng couldn't say anything to avoid affecting their morale.
"A group of holy men, nothing more than ants!"
"Killing you is easy."
"Come over and deliver food to us?"
The leader of the Hunting Clan, the Clan of the Crazy Ax Clan, and the Clan of the Duantian Clan made sarcastic remarks one after another.