Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

0Other than Ye Feng, there were also many other Martial Cultivator s who had been alarmed by the Demonic Beast s, fleeing in panic. Among them, there were some who were weak or slow in movement, dying under the Demonic Beast's pursuit from time to time.    

    

There was no other way. There was no way to fight.    

    

Ye Feng saw a strong and sturdy man with his own steel rod with his own eyes. Perhaps, he felt that it was impossible for him to escape, and he turned around to fight for his life. However, before he could even attack, he was directly buried by the sea of Demonic Beast.    

    

Not to mention fighting, this gallop of ten thousand horses could kill him with one hit. If he didn't die, he would have to take another two stomps.    

    

As for the Martial Cultivator s who were flying in the air and planning to escape, they were also quickly bombarded by the strange demonic Qi.    

    

Without any concealment in the air, the figure of the Martial Cultivator was particularly eye-catching. The thousands upon thousands of strands of demonic Qi were like targets that could be swept away at once.    

    

That was impossible.    

    

The best way was to escape as fast as Ye Feng.    

    

"Damn it, where did all these Demonic Beast come from? What are they doing?    

    

"What kind of secret plane is this …" Should we hunt the Demonic Beast, or let the Demonic Beast hunt us?    

    

F * ck his mother, the Myriad Peerless Sect really has no descendants.    

    

"It seems like nothing like this has happened before. Although the Demonic Beast in the secret realm are very powerful and have a high intelligence, a beast tide on such a large scale … It never happened.    

    

"What did you say?"    

    

Beast tide?    

    

"That's right, a beast tide …" The teams that were trying to flee had grown quite a bit. From these Martial Cultivator s, Ye Feng occasionally heard some useful or useless information.    

    

"The Demonic Beast in the secret realm is not a living being made of flesh and blood, how could it form a beast tide?"    

    

"These Demonic Beast, are they secretly being controlled by a powerful force? Is this energy coming from the higher levels of the Myriad Peerless Sect, or is there some other reason?    

    

"A thought formed in Ye Feng's mind.    

    

From the moment he entered the secret realm, the moment he encountered the Demonic Beast's sneak attack, Ye Feng had felt that this place was filled with oddities.    

    

For what purpose?    

    

And for what?    

    

Ye Feng only felt that his head was muddled … However, he didn't actually want to dig up information about the secret realm. At this moment, the most important thing was to escape, leave a small life, and wait for five days to pass.    

    

Run... He could only run.    

    

He did not have to run faster than the Demonic Beast, but he had to run faster than the other Martial Cultivator s.    

    

Fortunately, with Earth Rank level Raging Flame Lion King as a mount, Ye Feng's speed was outstanding amongst the group of Martial Cultivator s who were fleeing for his life, and was always at the forefront of the group.    

    

He kept on catching up and moving forward.    

    

With a whoosh, the Raging Flame Lion King took another stride and surpassed another.    

    

The appearance of the Raging Flame Lion King gave the Imperial Sword Martial Cultivator, who had just surpassed Ye Feng, a fright. The large sword beneath his feet fiercely swayed, and his large figure almost fell down from the sword blade as well.    

    

Fortunately, he had extremely good control over the sword. After forming a few seals with his hands, the sword blade returned to its steady state. It was only then that it was able to maintain its balance.    

    

His posture was outstanding, and he rode on the sword, completely giving off the demeanor of a sword immortal.    

    

Ye Feng was extremely envious, he could not help but turn and face the Imperial Sword Martial Cultivator.    

    

"Eh …" It's you?    

    

"It's you?"    

    

I thought that the Demonic Beast would catch up to me so quickly.    

    

"The Sword Management Martial Cultivator said with a tinge of fear.    

    

This person was someone Ye Feng recognized, it was the person who had once said that he was trash, the 29th Profound Ranking, known as the One Sword Breaks the Heavens, Liu Runnze.    

    

Towards this Profound Ranking Expert, Ye Feng did not hold any resentment in his heart.    

    

After all, she was saying the truth. If one wanted to survive within the World of Martial Dao, it was absolutely necessary for them to make a huge fortune without saying anything. Ye Feng himself was used to keeping a low profile and would often do such things as pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.    

    

Liu Runnze stood on top of the sword blade, the speed of his Imperial Sword Technique was naturally on a par with Ye Feng, upon seeing that he was overtaken by Ye Feng, he tapped his finger, and a stream of Spirit Qi shot out from his fingertip and into the sword blade, causing the Longsword beneath his feet to speed up slightly, rushing ahead of the Raging Flame Lion King.    

    

It seems that this guy was quite arrogant and was unwilling to be outdone by Ye Feng.    

    

However, this method of temporarily relying on Essence to increase the speed of the sword was not sustainable. After ten breaths, the sword once again slowed down, but the Raging Flame Lion King's running was more uniform. As a result, it naturally surpassed it.    

    

Just as Liu Runnze was about to stimulate his vitality again to increase his speed, he saw Ye Feng sitting calmly on the Lion King's back. Furthermore, there was a large "8000" number on his head, causing his face to immediately flush red as he sighed.    

    

At the very least, in this group of people who were fleeing, Ye Feng could not find anyone that was higher than Liu Runnze, but compared to Ye Feng, the difference was obviously not small.    

    

His speed could not compare to Ye Feng's and his points could not compare to Ye Feng's either.    

    

The two of them, one in front and one behind, quickly walked for another ten miles.    

    

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. He, who had been silent all this time, was suddenly speaking to Liu Runnze: "We can't escape like this, today is the third day since the opening of the secret plane. There are still two more days before the secret plane closes, and when everyone's vitality is exhausted, they won't even have the strength to fight for it.    

    

"Then what do you have in mind?"    

    

"Liu Runnze's body trembled, and he turned to look at Ye Feng.    

    

Along the way, there were constantly people gathering over. The beast tide outbreak came from inside out, and the distribution of Martial Cultivator was everywhere, so naturally there was a group of lucky people who could travel a few thousand miles less than them.    

    

Right now, there were tens of thousands of people following him.    

    

"Actually, there are quite a lot of us, but our auras are disrupted by the attacks of the Demonic Beast and we don't have any powerful organizers to come forward. That's why we can only run for our lives like a defeated army, and if there is anyone who follows us, we can only turn around and stand firmly on the ground.    

    

"Ye Feng replied solemnly.    

    

"You want to fight against the beast tide?    

    

But, you're already running at the front.    

    

"Liu Runnze's eyes flashed with a bright light.    

    

"The ones in front of us, the ones running for their lives …" We entered the secret realm to hunt for the Demonic Beast in this secret realm, definitely not to be hunted by the Demonic Beast. To be chased like a stray dog by the Demonic Beast is not my intention.    

    

Ye Feng's eyes turned sharp, his gaze sweeping across Liu Runnze, and continued, "Death in battle, there is no other way, but if I do not have the courage and strength to fight in the end, and be stomped into meat paste by the Demonic Beast, I, am not willing to die.    

    

"Liu Runnze did not speak.    

    

He was unable to refute Ye Feng's words.    

    

And it was exactly as Ye Feng had said, today was only the third day. Forget about whether or not running all the way here would make it out of trouble, even if it was true, it would be extremely humiliating. With several thousand points on his head, becoming a disciple of the Myriad Peerless Sect, he would probably be mocked by the disciples of the previous few sessions in the future.