Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Faang Hao was very clear about how strong the black figure was. At the very least, he knew that if the black figure wanted to kill him, it wouldn't even need three strikes.    

    

Thus, when the black figure said that he had only unleashed three sword attacks, Faang Hao was obviously helpless, but he did not say anything more.    

    

Three sword strikes.    

    

To use it against a Martial Cultivator with Innate Seventh Level, it was definitely overestimating Ye Feng.    

    

He was hoping that after the black shadow quickly killed Ye Feng, he would take care of this Demonic Beast.    

    

But right at this moment, he suddenly heard a burst of sound, and like a clap of thunder, he turned his head in shock. Only Ye Feng was left at the place where the black figure and Ye Feng were battling.    

    

At first, Faang Hao did not care, because the black figure was nowhere to be seen. He had seen it before, he basically did not want to appear in front of anyone.    

    

But very quickly, Faang Hao sensed that something was amiss.    

    

Why is Ye Feng heading straight for me?    

    

Hm? What was going on?    

    

He was startled for a moment, just now he was focused on dealing with the Raging Flame Lion King, he did not hear the black shadow and Ye Feng's conversation, and did not understand what happened, but seeing Ye Feng's relaxed action, how could he not guess?    

    

"Could it be that the person has already left? Three strikes from his sword … You can't even kill someone with the surname Ye? "    

    

After a closer look, Faang Hao immediately panicked.    

    

Forget about not killing him, he didn't even look like he was hurt at all by Ye Feng's body. In other words, a powerful expert that could kill him with one strike for three consecutive times wouldn't be able to do anything to Ye Feng.    

    

Ye Feng's strength was even stronger than he imagined.    

    

Right now, it was already difficult for Faang Hao to deal with the Raging Flame Lion King alone. In addition to the even stronger Ye Feng, if he were to fight two alone, wouldn't he die without a doubt?    

    

Thinking about that, Faang Hao's heart trembled, the aura of his body rose, a powerful blade force soared to the sky, the biting cold blade intent spread in all directions, it was extremely tyrannical.    

    

The mixed sword intent seed erupted once again.    

    

Faang Hao who had released the blade intent felt as though his entire body was a human battle blade, the aura around him was extremely tyrannical.    

    

"Take this!"    

    

Faang Hao's figure soared into the sky, instantly reaching a height of several tens of feet. Waves of elemental energy surged like lava, and the blade light from the Moon-Burning Blade in his hand expanded explosively as he heavily slashed at the air.    

    

The air was shattered as the scorching saber light burned out the void. The dazzling saber light caused the sun in the sky to lose its luster. The only thing left between the heaven and earth was this saber.    

    

"Hmph …"    

    

Ye Feng let out a cold snort.    

    

Was he risking his life?    

    

's blade was indeed very powerful, to the point that it shook Ye Feng's heart. The Raging Flame Lion King was Ye Feng's right-hand man, so once it was injured by Faang Hao's blade, it would be too late to regret.    

    

In that moment, Ye Feng's figure flashed forward, and at the same time as he flew, he also activated the Saber Intent Seed.    

    

With a loud shout, the short iron rod in his hand was cut down fiercely. Waves of raging fire burst out as saber light shot into the sky. The two shiny Saber Intent Seeds clashed in the air and released a bewitching glow.    

    

Boom …    

    

His Essence was overflowing.    

    

A figure was sent flying and quickly retreated.    

    

"Despicable scumbag, if you dare to fight too many, then sneak attack. Victory will not be achieved in martial arts. Grandpa will not accompany you today!" Faang Hao shouted loudly.    

    

He no longer planned to continue fighting Ye Feng.    

    

If he knew he shouldn't bite the bullet and rush forward, he would be courting death.    

    

He just needed to find an excuse to escape.    

    

"Haha, if you want to run, then run. What 'fighting with more'? Attack with sneak attacks. You want to find an assassin to kill me so that I can do it openly?" Ye Feng laughed brightly, his voice full of disdain.    

    

This young master of the Fang family truly had no sense of shame, he even had to come up with such an excuse if he wanted to run away.    

    

But, since the two sides had accepted their hatred, why would Ye Feng sit back and watch him leave?    

    

This time, Faang Hao had found a strange killer with such strength, causing Ye Feng to almost lose out. Who knew if he was like the Hua Tianlee from back then, secretly targeting him from head to toe?    

    

At this point, Ye Feng wanted to solve this problem once and for all.    

    

As he spoke, he had already dashed toward the location where Faang Hao had landed. Ye Feng's speed was so fast, once the Ninth Heaven of Roc was activated, it could reach thirty to four hundred meters in one breath.    

    

Originally, Faang Hao had thought that Ye Feng was powerful, and had already comprehended the Concept Seed at a young age. In terms of movement skills, he would not have such an advantage, so after pulling apart the distance, he could easily leave.    

    

However, this thought was destined to become an unavoidable pain in his life.    

    

Currently, Ye Feng's strongest point was not his strength, defense, concept, etc., but precisely his Heaven Rank, movement technique, Ninth Heaven of Roc.    

    

In just an instant, Faang Hao stood there dumbfounded, because he realized that, for some reason, Ye Feng had actually appeared right in front of him.    

    

"What's going on? How could he be so fast? Is this guy even human? "    

    

Faang Hao's face froze, and on his forehead, the first drop of cold sweat finally emerged at this moment.    

    

He discovered that he had miscalculated from head to toe.    

    

He had neglected Ye Feng's strength, ignored Ye Feng's strength, neglected Ye Feng's speed...    

    

"Still trying to run?" Ye Feng crossed his arms, and with a cold expression, he looked at Faang Hao. The Raging Flame Lion King at the side looked at him like a tiger eyeing its prey, and released a deep roar.    

    

"Ye, you …" "Don't go too far. Let me leave safely. Who knows, we might even be friends …" Faang Hao said as his expression lagged.    

    

"A friend?" Ye Feng's mouth curved up, revealing a playful smile, and then said: "You are not worthy!"    

    

"I don't care about how high his cultivation is, or how strong his strength is, but he has to support Tianlee. He has to be a real man, a little descendant of the Fang Family like you who relied on bullying people, his thoughts are vicious, if you can't beat him, you can just use schemes and schemes, and even find assassins to assassinate me. If you can't kill him, you want to escape, if you can't escape, what are you trying to be friends with me, Ye Feng? In my eyes, you are not even a man. What qualifications do you have to be my, Ye Feng's, friend? "    

    

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Faang Hao was so angry that his face turned black, and his entire body trembled.    

    

"Brat, who do you think you are? Country bumpkin, you don't care about face. "Since that's the case, you can give it a try and see if you can stop me."    

    

Saying that, Faang Hao's body suddenly trembled, his face instantly becoming extremely pale, after that he spat out a Blood Essence.    

    

His aura instantly rose, and his speed was as fast as an arrow, to an unbelievable degree.    

    

Every clan and aristocratic families had their own trump card in regards to Yuanwu Continent. The Fang family's "Blood Essence Qi Drawing Arts" would be able to greatly increase their strength in a short period of time, at the expense of their own cultivation and Blood Essence s.    

    

Including speed.    

    

Faang Hao had already lost his fighting spirit, he had never thought of using the Blood Essence Qi to increase his strength and fight with Ye Feng, he only wanted to escape at the moment, and with the speed at which he erupted, even if it was his true Void Stage Grandmaster, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up with the Blood Essence Qi.    

    

This was also the last resort that Faang Hao relied on.    

    

Of course, the "Blood Essence Breath Technique" could only last for an incense stick of time, but in this short period of time, it was believed that it was enough for him to shake Ye Feng off and find a safe place to live.    

    

Moreover, it would be difficult for him to recover to his peak state in the future. If not for the fact that he was forced to this extent by Ye Feng, Faang Hao would not have used this move.