Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

A strong sound that pierced the sky came towards Ye Feng's location with a strong attack.    

It was a straight arrow, with a few Thunder Light s on its body.    

This arrow came without any warning, but the target was very clear, it was Ye Feng.    

It was as fast as lightning, the arrow shooting down like a meteor, bringing with it the aura of a Thunder Light, captivating one's heart.    

It actually went straight through from who knows how much distance.    

"Someone else?"    

Fortunately, his mental energy was able to control every single movement within a thirty meter radius. Even if he killed Huang San, Ye Feng would be constantly on guard, allowing him to detect the abnormality of the situation one step ahead of time.    

In the time it took for a spark to fly off of a piece of flint, he threw himself forward, his whole body rolling away in a sorry state.    

An arrow that could penetrate a Refined Iron was eventually detected by Ye Feng ahead of time, and was slightly slower by a breath. In this breath of time, Ye Feng managed to barely avoid the attack.    

Bang!    

A powerful Essence Qi pierced through the lava rock wall, and the arrow shot into the place where Ye Feng was standing just now, causing a cluster of sparks to explode on the hard lava surface. With a long cry, the stone wall began to vibrate with an ear-piercing sound, causing stone fragments to fly into the air and split apart like spider webs.    

"Elemental energy resonance?"    

Ye Feng's heart throbbed. If not for his outstanding mental power, even if the distance he could sense had been reduced by one to two meters, he would not have had the chance to dodge this arrow.    

The energy carried within the arrows was definitely not something an ordinary Martial Cultivator with perfect Half-Step Innate Stage could possess.    

To be able to shoot this arrow, it definitely had to be a Innate Martial Master.    

"Xiantian!"    

Thinking of these two words, Ye Feng couldn't help but suck in a cold breath.    

This Hua Tianlee actually dared to go all out and request for Innate Martial Master?    

There was an intrinsic difference between Innate Martial Master and Half-Step Innate Stage.    

If Half-Step Innate Stage could only barely borrow Innate Qi, then after successfully entering the Innate Realm, whether it was strength, defense, reaction speed, or mental energy, Martial Cultivator's strength would all increase by leaps and bounds.    

Innate Martial Master was able to easily kill three to five Half-Step Innate Stage experts who had yet to break through that barrier.    

Forget about the fact that Ye Feng had exhausted a lot of his Vital Qi during the battle, and even suffered some injuries from the Evil Wind Demon Tiger's self-detonation, even if he was at his peak strength, he might not even be able to defeat a newly entered Innate Martial Master.    

He didn't have much time to think before another arrow flew towards him like a meteor.    

The arrow seemed to have grown eyes.    

"Innate Martial Master that has not undergone mental strength training, has a range of only around forty to fifty meters with regards to consciousness. If this person uses an arrow, the range of his consciousness will definitely be even larger. I can find him, he can find me, maybe even more than I can find out. "    

Using arrows was different from using swords and sabers.    

Arrows needed to be targeted, and the spiritual force requirement was much higher.    

In other words, in front of this Innate Martial Master, the range advantage that Ye Feng relied on in his arrogance had been completely eliminated.    

Fortunately, this place was covered in hard lava, which was beneficial to hiding one's body. This more or less limited the ability of archery.    

If he was left in a flat land, Ye Feng would find it hard to avoid being hunted down by Innate Ranker Archers.    

Ye Feng who was hiding behind a rock wall held the short iron rod in his hand and slowly controlled his emotions.    

At this moment, his tenacious mental advantage was fully displayed. The more critical the situation was, the calmer Ye Feng's state of mind became.    

"Chatterbox …"    

A strange, hoarse laugh rang out in the darkness.    

"You're really capable. I didn't think that even Huang Lao San would be defeated and die in your hands."    

The cold-blooded killer that was hiding in the dark was like a messenger from hell. Not only were his methods sinister and ruthless, but even his voice gave people a creepy feeling.    

It was as if the death of one of his comrades in Ye Feng's hands was like the death of an ant to him, and did not affect him in the slightest.    

"There's no need to hide. In front of my 'Soul Chaser', hiding is useless. I advise you to commit suicide obediently in case you end up in my hands and suffer the entire torture, hee hee hee …"    

Swoosh!    

Another arrow flew towards Ye Feng's hiding spot from a tricky angle.    

Ye Feng was helpless, the opponent's locking ability was so strong that it was abnormal.    

No matter how he tried to dodge it, he couldn't escape the range of the opponent's consciousness. And from start to finish, Ye Feng didn't know which corner the Innate Ranker, who called himself "Soul Chaser", was hiding in.    

What should he do?    

There was no way out, nor was there any time to think. In a split-second, only one thought flashed through his mind, and that was — run.    

He had to run. As long as he could get out of the range of the Upper Sky killer's spiritual sense, he would have a chance at survival.    

However, the prerequisite was that the opponent had to take one hit.    

If he had to endure the blow to the head, perhaps he would have a narrow escape. However, if he stayed where he was, he would have no chance of surviving if he waited for that Upper Sky hitman to approach him.    

Let's go all out.    

After thinking for a moment, Ye Feng took out a wide-bladed Longsword from the storage space s and hung it on his back. This low grade spirit artifact that he obtained from Huang San's Storage Ring s was at least twenty centimeters long and could more or less serve as a form of defense.    

At this moment, he could only muster up the courage to rush forward. He could only hope that the next arrow of the Upper Sky assassin would not be aimed at his own head.    

Three...    

Two...    

One...    

Gritting his teeth, Ye Feng jumped out from behind the cliff.    

Whoosh …    

The arrow shot out.    

Ye Feng could clearly feel the trajectory of the arrows that were shooting at him like lightning. The more dangerous the situation, the calmer he became, and the moment the arrows got close, he used all the Vital Qi in his body on his back. Then, he turned his body slightly to the side and adjusted the range of his body.    

Clang! Clang...    

The fierce collision caused the low-grade spirit weapon, the broadsword, to be broken into two pieces.    

After staggering a little, his speed increased by quite a bit. Although he was almost knocked unconscious by the strong force of the Yuan Qi, but after being pushed by the powerful force behind him, the momentum of his charge became even faster.    

He could not care about the pain from his back, and did not even dare to slow down, and in a flash, Ye Feng jumped out of nowhere.    

After a few flashes, his figure disappeared.    

"Eh …"    

A soft cry came from the darkness behind him.    

It was as if even the Soul Chaser had not thought that the other party would use such a risky and strange method to break out of the encirclement under his spiritual sense.    

"This guy …" "It's really unexpected …"    

A skinny black clothed figure appeared, after saying that, he calmly looked towards the direction that Ye Feng was fleeing in, with a ruthless smile in his eyes.    

If Ye Feng was beside him, he would have definitely discovered that there was a similar order badge on this "Soul Chaser" 's waist. The two were extremely similar, and only had a slight difference in materials …    

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