"Brother Dan, do you want me to ask for it, this thing will kill me!" Ye Feng looked decrepit.

The little bastard kept humming and circled around Ye Feng, looking very anxious.

"Okay, okay, take it, you should be the Qilin Beast Saint Venerable, and I will be the Ice Water Saint Venerable, so that our brothers can be regarded as equal brothers, right? Ye Feng finally inhaled the Ice Holy Spirit Bead into his body again, and muttered, "Your uncle, who knows that I got the Ice Spirit Bead, and if you have the ability, you will come and bite me." ”

After putting away the Ice Holy Spirit Bead, Ye Feng, who had already reached the realm of Martial Monarch, began to cultivate the third sword of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique wholeheartedly in order to ensure that he could rush out alive. This third sword was developed on the basis of the second sword. The key to it is the power of ice, now Ye Feng's body muscles and bones are pale red, enough to naturally emit red flames, and with the Ice Holy Spirit Bead, he can even produce the power of ice equivalent to the top Martial Emperor.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Feng finally got up slowly, his eyes suddenly opened, two cold lights shot out, and at the same time, Ye Feng's body suddenly turned into an afterimage.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

A series of popping sounds sounded, with Ye Feng as the center, all the camphor trees within a radius of thousands of kilometers collapsed, and at the moment of collapse, it can be clearly seen that all the trees, not only were the surface smashed by fists and feet, but also turned into powder inside. Today's Ye Feng, with a wave of his hand, is the power of the broken heart, and it is even stronger, once the broken heart sword is used, it is even more terrifying. As for the third sword, Ye Feng couldn't wait to try it.

After trying his current attack power, Ye Feng was full of smiles, at this moment, his naked strong body faintly showed a treasure light, which was the halo of light red muscles and bones in his body, and the martial monarch-level master is different from the martial king-level master, after arriving at the martial monarch, every time the realm is improved a little, the cultivation will be increased several times, it can be said that the difference in strength between the masters of different levels after stepping into the realm of the martial monarch is huge.

A junior master of the Martial King realm can easily kill several peak powerhouses of the Martial King realm, and the masters of the middle stage of the Martial King, such as the likes of the Boiling Forest, are even more terrifying, even if they are besieged by a group of Martial King peak powerhouses, they can leave calmly. As for the peak master in the realm of Martial Emperor, he is already the supreme person in the eyes of ordinary people, and it is enough to compete with the junior people of Martial Emperor, and the little bastard and Gu Wuyan are the masters of this kind of peak of Martial Emperor.

Today, Ye Feng has entered the middle realm of the Martial Emperor, plus the three swords of the Heavenly Demons, all kinds of treasures, even if you look at the entire Yanhuo Mansion, there are not many Martial Emperors who can defeat him, of course, he doesn't dare to mess with the Martial Emperor. Three levels have a small hurdle, six levels have a big hurdle, and nine levels cross the moat. Once you cross the realm of the ninth-level Martial Emperor, you will surpass mortals and get rid of life and death. Ascending to the saint and becoming an immortal, ordinary people no longer have the qualifications to match it. Ye Feng couldn't either.

"Brother Dan, my strength should be able to fight Lin Zhong and Jiang Yuanfei, it's better for us to kill tonight. Under the starlight, Ye Feng turned his head to look at the little bastard, with a cold smile with a little evil spirit.

Outside the poisonous fog forest in the depths, there were a few insect chirpings nearby, which made the silent forest have some music, and the evening breeze came out, with a cool feeling, and the starlight was even softer and brighter, even covering the light of the moon.

It was a beautiful, peculiar night, and it was destined to be a night of killing.

At noon on the second day, Ye Feng came to the periphery of the mountains, roasted a tender deer very comfortably, and after eating and drinking, he sat next to the bonfire, with his long sword inserted on the left, and the little bastard on the right also sat upright.

At this moment, the sun climbed high, and the golden light sprinkled half of the sky. After a while, the little bastard roared. The corners of Ye Feng's mouth finally had a hint of a smile.

A few minutes later, the previous Qing-robed Martial Emperor led dozens of people, under the guidance of the hounds, and ran towards this side. Even Ye Feng could see the figure of the Martial Emperor at the front.

"Let you run so fast, the master will take you first and kill!" Seeing that the Martial Emperor was chasing and killing, Ye Feng suddenly rose into the sky, and his entire figure quickly rushed out of the trees like an angry dragon coming out of the mountain, and the long sword in his hand struck out a brilliant and dazzling light, and rushed towards the Qingpao Martial Emperor.

The Qingpao Martial Emperor exclaimed, he obviously didn't expect Ye Feng to ambush behind the trees, let alone Ye Feng's speed would be so fast, the sudden change made him shocked. But after countless bloody battles, although he knew that it would be difficult to dodge the ferocious blow, out of instinctive reaction, he squatted on the ground and quickly retreated, and at the same time pushed forward violently with both palms, striking a mountain of palm power.

Although the Qingrobe Martial Emperor reacted quickly, it was too late to rush out the palm power in a hurry, and the blazing sword qi had already rushed into his body first. The palm force he later emitted turned into a dying struggle, and the strong palm force also surged towards Ye Feng.

The people behind the Qingpao Martial Emperor noticed this astonishing change, and dozens of figures rushed towards this place quickly, but by the time they rushed closer, the battle was already over.

At this moment, Ye Feng had already fallen to the ground. The fist of his left hand dissolved the fierce palm power of the Qingpao Martial Emperor, but the materialized sword qi urged by the long sword in his right hand had penetrated the lower abdomen of the Qingpao Martial Emperor, and the blood gushed outward like a spring, and the blood mist churned up.

"You chased and killed Master and me for so many days, and almost killed me, don't expect me to have a good impression of you, don't say that I won't give you a way to live, get out of here, otherwise I'm going to kill." Ye Feng took a step forward, and a huge coercion came out.

"Ah......h

An angry roar came from the forest, and a black-robed Martial Emperor rushed over like crazy.

"Ye Feng, I'm going to break your body into pieces! What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and give it to me!"

As soon as the black-robed Martial Emperor arrived, he attacked Ye Feng like an angry lion. At the same time, when the martial artists saw the coming of the Martial Emperor, they also rushed towards Ye Feng one after another.

"This is what you asked for, don't blame the master for killing today!" Ye Feng's anger suddenly rose, and these people chased him one by one for half a month. Now that Ye Feng gave them a chance to leave, but he still wanted to kill him, all of a sudden, the killing intent in Ye Feng's heart skyrocketed.

The figure flickered, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the materialized edge was like a comet crossing the sky, and the dazzling light shone in every inch of space, and the incomparable aura was violently agitated, invincible, and no one could stop it! The sound of countless weapons shattering sounded in the venue, and the weapons in the hands of many people were shattered by the sword qi, and several martial king-level masters who had not reached the realm of the Martial Monarch were instantly pierced through their bodies.

However, the masters of the Martial Monarch realm were not so easy to deal with, and several people rioted. blocked Ye Feng's way as if he was playing with his life, and shouted in his mouth, "Avenge Lord Mu!"

"Report your mother's head, let's go and accompany that old guy to be a ghost!" Ye Feng was really angry, these people are simply dead soldiers, complete killing machines, and it is not a pity to die.

"Die!" Ye Feng's long sword slashed down, the sword qi broke through the air, and the aura like divine light shattered the spear in the hand of the person in front of him, and wredded one of his arms. But the other party did not flinch at all, and attacked him with his bare hands, and several other martial monarchs also raised their swords one after another, viciously attacking Ye Feng.

"Okay, I'll give you a ride!" Ye Feng's eyes suddenly widened with anger, his figure flashed, and the wind god's legs slammed out. With Ye Feng's current attack power, the power of the Wind God Leg is no longer comparable to the previous power.

"Bang Bang ......"

A terrible muffled snort erupted, and eleven blood injections flew out with eleven corpses being kicked in all directions.