Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms/C15 Vengeance
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C15 Vengeance

Bang Bang Bang...

A few muffled sounds could be heard, which were especially clear in the quiet forest. Ye Feng's speed was extremely fast, his punches, kicks, and strength had all reached at least one thousand kilograms.

It was almost twice as strong as Zhao Huo and the others.

Puff …" "Ah …

Zhao Yong's body was struck away heavily, it was as though he was hit by a wild bull, his face was pale white, but Ye Feng did not have any intention of stopping, he continued to rush forward, and aimed straight for his chest and stepped on it.

Ka-cha …

With this kick, who knows how many ribs were turned into shattered bones. Immediately, Zhao Yong didn't even have the chance to scream, and directly died a miserable death.

The speed was simply too fast.

And powerful.

Before he could even see how Ye Feng had struck, Zhao Huo, who was at the side, had his eyes filled with shock.

After killing Zhao Yong, Ye Feng had a faint misconception that a warm current seemed to have seeped out from the bottom of his feet, causing the Evergreen And Everlasting Vein in his body to tremble a little. However, this warm current came and left even more quickly.

"Now, it's your turn." Ye Feng also did not mind, as he took a step forward to block Zhao Huo's retreat path.

"If you dare kill me, Deacon will not let you go. In our entire Zhao Family Manor, people surnamed Zhao will not let you go." Zhao Huo's legs trembled, looking fierce but weak as he shouted.

"Anyways, I have already killed Zhao Yong. If I kill one, I will kill two, and I will also kill all of them. Furthermore, I will also kill you here, so no one will know that I did it." Ye Feng kept pressing on, he did not have any intentions of letting him go.

If this person did not die, and Zhao Tianle was prepared, it would instead lead to endless troubles in the future.

"Damn it, Ye Feng, do you really think I'm afraid of you?!" Knowing that the situation could not be resolved, and under Ye Feng's mocking gaze, Zhao Huo became angry.

"If you're not afraid, then come!"

Ye Feng shouted casually.

Zhao Huo's expression became extremely solemn, he knew very clearly that the two sides were already in a deadlock. In today's battle, either Ye Feng would die, or he, Zhao Huo, would die.

"Alright, then I'll help you!" After a furious roar, the short sword in his hand released a sharp gust of wind that pierced towards Ye Feng who was standing tall and straight.

This sword carried a faint glow, and a sharp sound of breaking the air rang out for dozens of meters.

Martial Skills!

A poisonous snake had left its cave!

Using his inner strength and body's strength to attack and kill enemies was a martial skill, Zhao Huo still had the confidence to fight back. His greatest reliance was the martial skill that he had cultivated.

Even if it was only the basic sword skills, low-grade Yellow Rank martial skills, only a few disciples had the qualifications to learn it. For example, Zhao Yong just now did not have the qualifications to practice martial skills.

Once he used a martial skill, his power would increase greatly, and it would be hard for someone who did not know any martial skills to defend against it, especially when Zhao Huo had a weapon in his hands. Although he had seen Ye Feng's powerful strength and quick movements, Zhao Huo did not think that he did not have the chance to kill Ye Feng.

Although Ye Feng obtained the Hundred Beast King Fist from the Unruly Girl, he did not have the time to train, so at the moment, he could only use normal moves to deal with Zhao Huo's attacks.

His eyes were fully focused on the short sword that was approaching him.

Ever since he had swallowed so many medicinal ingredients, Ye Feng's senses had become several times sharper. In his eyes, Zhao Huo was like a fierce beast pouncing towards him.

In the past few days, Ye Feng had dealt with quite a few ferocious beasts, and had even met Demonic Beast s. Although those fierce beasts were fierce and strong, it was not difficult to kill them as long as their weakness could be found.

The moment Zhao Huo's short sword pierced down, Ye Feng made his move.

Without thinking too much into it, and relying solely on his intuition, Ye Feng's punch followed the gap in Zhao Huo's attack and charged upwards.

The sword contained a sharp sword aura, compared to the plain and simple punch, the result was unexpected, dodging the tip of Zhao Huo's sword by the side, Ye Feng's fist, struck down at Zhao Huo's ribs from an unbelievable angle.

"Bang!"

His chest nearly split apart, Zhao Huo's expression instantly turned ashen, and he lost his center of gravity as he continuously staggered backwards. His two eyes stared straight at Ye Feng, and revealed an expression of disbelief.

He just couldn't understand how Ye Feng suddenly became so powerful.

"Impossible, how can you defeat me!?" A few days ago, you had just awakened a Martial Vein, but I, years ago, was already at the peak of the third stage of the Warrior Realm. I immediately entered the fourth stage of Blood Exchange Stage, and I even cultivated a martial skill … " Zhao Huo's face twisted, his eyes revealing an incomparably terrified look.

"You must have had a fortuitous encounter? Could it be that you found some sort of heaven and earth treasure inside the Great Black Forest? "

"Do you want to know?" Ye Feng laughed and walked towards him step by step, "But do you think I will tell you?

Zhao Huo's body continuously retreated, tripped on a rock, and fell onto the ground. His face became even paler, "Don't, don't kill me, Ye Feng, don't kill me, I'll listen to you from now on, don't kill me …"

"If I had known earlier, why would I have done what I did before?" Ye Feng's fists sunk, heavily striking the ground, causing the ground to immediately crack.

Just as Zhao Huo was secretly rejoicing that he did not get a chance to fight, an uncontrollable force came from below him, causing his body to be thrown into the air.

Ye Feng, who was opposite of him, curled his lips and punched out crazily with both of his fists like a torrential rain.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

Each of his punches made Ye Feng feel an indescribable excitement. The explosion of his surging power gave him a very satisfying feeling, and every time his fist landed on Zhao Huo, the meridians in his hands would surge with heat, just like when he was stomping Zhao Yong to death.

After absorbing this heat, the golden seed in his dantian breathed in and out, stretching and shrinking at the same time. It was as if the top of the seed was starting to crack, giving off the feeling of a second sprout.

"Could it be that this Evergreen And Everlasting Vein can grow by killing other Martial Cultivator?"

In his carelessness, a strange feeling quickly flashed through Ye Feng's mind, as a thought that made him horrified rose in his mind …

"..."

"Hand over all the medicinal ingredients you have gathered."

On the threshing floor, the Zhao Family Manor practitioners were huddled together. Zhao Tianle, who had a big belly, was smiling as he stood, while Zhao Qi shouted loudly.

The servants of the Zhao Family had set up a long table, upon which was placed a round dustpan. These dustpan are made up of bamboo sticks, usually used to dry dates, suntan medicine and so on.

At this time, other than Zhao Huo and Ye Feng, the rest of the members who were sent to pick the herbs had all returned.

After putting down the medicine baskets and handing them over, an old man with a goatee distinguished the age and rarity of each type of medicine, then weighed them with a small scale before adding them to the account.

"Deacon, these are the harvests Zhao Huo and Zhao Yong obtained this time. The two of them have some small matters to take care of, so they entrusted me with sending the medicinal ingredients back first." One of the herb pickers took out three baskets.

"Yes." Zhao Tianle nodded with tacit understanding.

He naturally knew in his heart what Zhao Huo and his were going to do.

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