Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

0"Ye Feng? How did he get in? But even if he did, so what? Senior Sister Wu, you actually want to rely on a little Martial Cultivator who hasn't even stepped into the Emptiness Realm to turn the tables? "Haha …" Bai Xu's face was filled with mockery.    

    

There was an unforgettable hatred towards Ye Feng.    

    

It was Ye Feng who caused his prestige inside the Myriad Peerless Sect to plummet and made him lose all his face. He had originally wanted to find trouble with Ye Feng again after obtaining such huge benefits from inside the Underground Dragon Tomb, but who knew that Ye Feng would actually use such a method to enter as well?    

    

"That's right, Ye Feng is much stronger than you. Aren't you slandering yourself by slandering him? "    

    

The more Wu Xiaoyu looked at Bai Xu, the more she disliked him.    

    

Compared to Ye Feng, there was a huge difference in power between the two of them.    

    

"Hmph, I only failed in that match once. I, Bai Xu, swear to the heavens that I will definitely take revenge and let all of you see it …" Bai Xu's face was livid and somewhat hysterical.    

    

Wu Xiaoyu did not want to care about him anymore. Whether he left or stayed, Wu Xiaoyu did not care at all.    

    

"Maybe Ye Feng will be here soon." In Wu Xiaoyu's heart, she was hoping for one thing, and that was that Ye Feng would hurry over and reunite with them.    

    

However, Wu Xiaoyu was sitting and waiting. What she was waiting for was not Ye Feng, but rather the troops from Heavenly Extreme Hall.    

    

They had been delayed here for far too long.    

    

"..."    

    

By the time Ye Feng and the rest had rushed to the Dragon-Claw Region, the area had already expanded to about a third of the entire Underground Dragon Tomb.    

    

Perhaps in another day, it would cover the entire necropolis.    

    

Different from Ye Feng and the others who wanted to go in, there were a few Martial Cultivator s among them who were leaving the area in the opposite direction. Maybe they wanted to fish for more benefits outside before going in, or maybe they wanted to go in a bit later.    

    

Ye Feng and the others passed by several Martial Cultivator s, including many experts.    

    

At this time, the people pursuing them with Heavenly Extreme Hall had already been pushed back by Wu Xiaoyu and the rest, but the biggest opponent, Feng Zhuiyun, was actually being held back by his group. A few Martial Cultivator s anxiously returned to see Feng Zhuiyun, causing him to be extremely furious.    

    

At this moment, Feng Zhuiyun actually wanted to eliminate Tang Qingqiu first.    

    

Because he knew that those few in Myriad Peerless Sect could not become great weapons, and his true opponents were Tang Qingqiu, Lin Tujue, Shi Guanghua, and the others who belonged to the Four Little Geniuses.    

    

Furthermore, he firmly believed that Myriad Peerless Sect and the others would definitely not help Tang Qingqiu.    

    

However, dealing with Tang Qingqiu was different from dealing with Myriad Peerless Sect. Feng Zhuiyun had his reservations, he was worried that if they were to continue fighting, Lin Tujue and Lin Tujue, who had yet to appear, would take advantage of him.    

    

Within the Dragon-Claw Region, there was a stalemate, but some of the weaker powers had already been cleaned up by Feng Zhuiyun and the rest.    

    

Should he deal with Heavenly Sound Mountain first or should he deal with Myriad Peerless Sect first? After muttering to himself for a while, Feng Zhuiyun's eyes became stern, and he made a decision: "Let's go! Follow me, and we will talk after you destroy the Myriad Peerless Sect in one go! "    

    

Feng Zhuiyun could only do this.    

    

After many fierce battles, Cao Lei's injuries had become even more severe. Bai Xu no longer had any fighting spirit, he only wanted to find a chance to escape.    

    

It's time to make a move …    

    

"..."    

    

Just as he entered the Dragon-Claw Region, Ye Feng saw a few Martial Cultivator s push open the stone door on the far right, and enter the pinky tunnel.    

    

There were two figures sneakily checking the position of the stone door. After a while, they also entered the tunnel.    

    

Originally, when Ye Feng saw the other Martial Cultivator s that were by his side, he did not want to be nosy. Right now, his main enemies were Feng Zhuiyun and Tang Qingqiu, but Lin Tujue, who was beside him, quietly followed.    

    

"I recognize those two people. They belong to Heavenly Extreme Hall, and their Heavenly Extreme Hall is the strongest amongst them all. It's rare for them to be alone, why don't we eliminate them first?"    

    

With that said, Ye Feng naturally did not reject them, and quietly followed Lu Yu and the others, chasing after them.    

    

"..."    

    

Inside the pinky tunnel, Wu Xiaoyu was holding onto her sword while Cao Lei and Bai Xu stood behind him.    

    

The Heavenly Extreme Hall from before normally only sent two or three people over to harass them, but they never expected that they would come out at full strength this time, including Feng Zhuiyun, the five of them all appeared.    

    

In this way, it was impossible for him to take the blow head-on. He could only retreat for the time being.    

    

However, Cao Lei's injuries were not light, if Feng Zhuiyun still did not give up, it would be extremely difficult for him to escape.    

    

Looking at Wu Xiaoyu's extremely tense and tense expression, Cao Lei softly said: "Why don't we head towards the Heavenly Sound Mountain? We might not even be willing to see the Heavenly Extreme Hall take care of us so quickly."    

    

Wu Xiaoyu nodded, Bai Xu's palms were sweating, and his heart was filled with apprehension.    

    

The three quickly retreated along the tunnel.    

    

Someone from Feng Zhuiyun's side shouted. "You trash of the Myriad Peerless Sect don't have the guts to fight us in broad daylight?"    

    

Wu Xiaoyu turned around and bellowed, "Using numbers to bully the weak, using strength to bully the weak, how can you call this fair and square? Hmph, if you have the guts, do you dare to have a duel with me? "    

    

The man was momentarily at a loss for words.    

    

Suddenly, a figure leaped out of the group. His speed was as fast as lightning, and he rushed over with incomparable speed.    

    

It was Feng Zhuiyun.    

    

As he closed in, more than nine short swords appeared around him.    

    

The nine short swords formed a big circle around Feng Zhuiyun, causing his entire body to be imbued with extremely strong Sword Qi. After a few rises and falls, Feng Zhuiyun's figure had already approached Wu Xiaoyu who was at the back of the hall.    

    

These two palms of Palm Strength were surging like a tide, and were precisely the extremely overbearing set of palm techniques within the Heavenly Extreme Hall, "Storm Flipping Palm".    

    

The third style, "Rain Drift Wind Shock", was imposing and majestic. Its elemental energy was like a hurricane as it suddenly attacked, and with great momentum, it directly swept towards Cao Lei and Bai Xu.    

    

The fifth form, "Swift Wind Rain", had a single point of energy. As the short and small Qi galloped over, the heavy attack was even stronger and fast. The target of the attack was Wu Xiaoyu.    

    

Feng Zhuiyun, who was afraid that things might get out of hand, wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate the Myriad Peerless Sect disciples.    

    

Even if he couldn't kill the three of them, he had to at least make them lose their ability to fight.    

    

Sensing the Palm Strength that was as strong as a mountain attacking at him, a jade colored Longsword appeared in Wu Xiaoyu's hand, exuding a ghastly cold aura.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the water jade colored Longsword in his hand moved forward slightly, and the ice attribute spirit energy in his body merged together to form the sword intent. Then, it turned into an ice blade that slashed at Feng Zhuiyun's waist …