Chapter 911 I'm Late

The young man who suddenly rushed into the battlefield seemed to have magic power blooming all over his body, making the originally chaotic battlefield much quieter. Situ Reading

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The remaining seven or eight disciples of the Xingxiang Temple were already injured and weak, but after seeing Ye Feng's figure at this moment, they once again raised their belief in victory and became more determined than ever before.

As for the Demon Sect warriors, they had previously suffered a huge blow from Xuan Jing, and the violent and stormy Daluo Xingxiang sword intent caused heavy losses to the thirty or forty Demon Sect warriors present. In addition, Ye Feng fell from the sky and punched Zhao Qiankun, a master of the Moon Demon Sect, which made their hearts waver.

Originally, they thought the overall situation was decided.

But now it seems that the number of wins and losses seems to have become a little unpredictable...

Ye Feng, who was standing not far from Xuan Jing, had a frightening and violent aura on his handsome face.

Especially after seeing the figure of Lin Tujue lying on the ground not far away, whose life or death was unknown, Ye Feng's eyes were like a beast with a little madness, which made many warriors in front, even the disciples of the Astrology Temple, feel a little cold in their hearts.

How could this be a normal human being...

It was completely a beast.

A beast that was about to go crazy...

"Fuck, where did this monster come from, and it actually knocked Zhao Qiankun away with one punch?" Yu Mie, the eldest brother of the Soul-Snatching Palace, retreated while muttering in his heart.

"Who can tell me, who is this Ye Feng...?"

After retreating into the Demon Sect camp, Yu Mie shouted in anger.

"Who is Ye Feng?"

"Ye Feng. He is the disciple of the Wan Jue Sect who seized the 'Son of Luck' in the Tianlong Secret Realm this time."

Someone in the Moon Demon Sect has already revealed Ye Feng's details.

At that time, among the virtual realm warriors of the Moon Demon Sect, there were only one or two left who accompanied the Moon Worship Saint Girl into the Tianlong Secret Realm, and the amazing performance of Ye Feng in the secret realm was enough to make this person remember the word "Ye Feng" in his heart.

"Bah... Fuck the son of luck."

After feeling the fluctuations of the fourth-level vitality of the virtual realm emanating from Ye Feng, Yu Mie shouted loudly, and the shock on his face gradually faded, replaced by a touch of contempt and disdain.

For a master like him, the "son of luck" is indeed not taken seriously.

Among the young generation of warriors in the righteous way, only the "four great geniuses" can make Yu Mie a little bit afraid, as for the "four little geniuses" like Lin Turk, they are not good enough.

The most powerful of the "four little geniuses" Feng Zhuiyuan is only in the middle and late seventh level of the virtual realm. What can he use to fight against him, a ninth-level master?

However, what Yu Mie didn't know was that when Ye Feng was only at the first level of the Void Realm, he was able to fight Feng Zhuiyun in a fierce battle, and even defeated the other two of the four genius disciples, Tang Qingqiu and Shi Guanghua. Now his cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Void Realm, and his strength has increased by more than a hundred times.

At this moment, how can his strength be compared with that of ordinary warriors?

Even the "four geniuses" of the righteous path may not be able to do anything to him...

Zhao Qiankun, who was blown away, finally limped back from the ruins and endured a punch from Ye Feng. Although this man had many broken bones and his breath seemed extremely unstable, he was not in danger of life.

It must be said that his martial soul phantom Mandragora Demon Flower did have an unexpected effect in defense.

After knocking down a bottle of healing elixir and stabilizing his injuries, Zhao Qiankun came to Yu Mie's side and stared at the figure of Ye Feng among the disciples of the Astrology Temple with an ugly look.

With the powerful defense of the "Mandragora Magic Flower", ordinary Void Realm 8th and 9th level warriors are basically difficult to shake, but this Ye Feng, who is only at the 4th level of the Void Realm, can smash the petals of the magic flower with one punch and injure himself?

Doesn't it mean that this person's attack is more fierce than that of ordinary 8th and 9th level warriors?

Damn it!

This kid...

"Brother Yu, this Ye is so strong, why don't we let everyone rush forward... ants bite elephants?" Zhao Qiankun said with lingering fear.

"Haha... Brother Zhao, I think you were scared by his punch." Hearing this, Yu Mie laughed instead.

Zhao Qiankun ranked 61st among the 72 Earthly Fiends, and he, Yu Mie, ranked 64th. Although he ranked behind Zhao Qiankun, Yu Mie looked down on Zhao Qiankun.

It was because Zhao Qiankun was too cautious and conservative, and in Yu Mie's opinion, he was as timid as a mouse.

"He is only at the fourth level of the Void Realm, and his strength is just that. He was able to knock you away with one punch just now, but it was because you were caught off guard, brother Zhao, and we were already injured by the attack from the beautiful woman from the Astrology Observation."

"I don't believe that this kid can beat you and me with real ability? He is only at the fourth level of the Void Realm, just pretending to be awesome."

As the eldest senior brother of the Soul-Destroying Palace, Yu Mie can advance to the ninth level of the Void Realm at this age while practicing both Yuanli and Mental Power, which is enough to prove that his talent and potential are extremely good. With his arrogance, how could he take Ye Feng, who is only at the fourth level of the Void Realm, seriously?

Zhao Qiankun saw Yu Mie's disdainful look and shook his head secretly in his heart.

The Moon Demon Sect and the Soul-Destroying Palace are not very friendly, and Yu Mie always seems to be indifferent to him, so let him suffer a little at the hands of Ye Feng.

He did not continue to persuade, but slowly raised his head and looked at the several king-level masters who were in a fierce battle in the sky.

There were also frequent fluctuations in the distance, and it was obvious that a large number of warriors were coming here. They must be the Void Realm disciples of Qianniaozhai.

“It seems that the Soul Yuan Blood Hall has fallen into the hands of Qianniaozhai…”

"Brother Yu, you are strong, so you can delay Ye Feng's pace, and let us slaughter all the disciples of Xingxiangguan, so as to avoid the two sects joining together and causing troubles?" Zhao Qiankun suggested.

"What do you mean by delay? I want to kill this kid named Ye and suck all his Yang Yuan... Haha." Yu Mie laughed wildly without caring, not knowing that he was secretly framed by Zhao Qiankun.

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Ignoring the surprised laughter from the Demon Sect, Ye Feng walked towards Xuan Jing, who was very weak.

At this moment, Xuan Jing's long black hair was fluttering in the wind. Under the moonlight, her tears were like peach blossoms, which made her look pitiful.

He stretched out his hand and stroked Xuan Jing's somewhat cold cheek. At the same time, Ye Feng held Xuan Jing's slender right hand with his other hand. A stream of pure Yuan force quietly flowed into her body, warming Xuan Jing's nearly exhausted meridians.

Feeling the warmth on her face and the gentle energy flowing into her body, Xuan Jing's already red eyes were once again filled with tears.

"Ye Feng..."

"Many of my fellow apprentices in the Astrology View... died... Senior Brother Lin also saved me..."

Without caring about everyone's gaze, or the fact that she was still on the battlefield, when she saw Ye Feng finally appear, Xuan Jing's stubborn persistence instantly collapsed, and she threw herself into his arms, crying loudly.

Before leaving the Astrology View and coming to the Forbidden City, Xuan Jing was just a naive and lively little girl.

But this fierce battle has impacted her spirit again and again. Previously, only because she was the pillar of the entire Astrology View, Xuan Jing did not dare and could not relax, but now, in Ye Feng's arms, she finally unloaded the heavy burden on her thin shoulders...