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"How could this be?" The Hu family members were depressed.

How could such a situation suddenly be reversed?

Ye Family and the rest all revealed smiles.

Bang.

Hu Ding was sent flying by Ye Feng, blood spurting out from his mouth, lying on the ground, dying.

There was blood at the corner of Hu Yang's mouth, and his breathing was weak. He was also a dying man.

"Brother, run! Don't worry about me!" Hu Ding quickly said.

Hu Yang gritted his teeth, "Little brother, I will avenge you!"

After saying that, he ran for his life!

Ye Feng sneered, he rushed forward and trampled Hu Ding to death, and obtained half of Hu Ding's points. Ye Feng gazed at Hu Yangfei's fleeing figure, and chased after him with a heavy gaze: "You won't be able to escape either!"

Hu Yang was shocked, he never thought that Ye Feng would catch up to him so quickly.

Gritting his teeth, Hu Yang rushed into the sandstorm area, laughed out loud and said, "Haha, if you want to kill me, you have to die too!"

The moment he stepped into the sandstorm area, Ye Feng frowned. He immediately felt that his life was slipping away bit by bit.

"This Hu Yang is clever, he even dragged Ye Feng down with him even when he died!"

"If Ye Feng continues to chase after him, he will definitely not be able to escape the sandstorm and die in it!"

"…"

Quite a few people in the audience discussed.

"Feng'er, don't chase him, quickly leave the sandstorm area. Hu Yang is dead for sure, it doesn't matter if you don't want his points!" Ye Zhan said.

"Haha, Ye Family Child, you will not live after killing my Hu Family's disciple. Burial into the wind and sand!" Patriarch Hu laughed proudly.

Bang.

Ye Feng braced himself and caught up to Hu Yang, killed him with a punch, and obtained half of his points.

"Haha, Ye Family Child, with your speed and vitality, you won't be able to escape the sandstorm region!" Patriarch Hu laughed.

Ye Zhan helplessly shook his head and sighed, "Feng'er, you're too stupid …"

"Ye Feng is too greedy, he won't be able to escape!"

"If it were me, I would give up Hu Yang's points to save my life!"

"…"

Many of the spectators thought that Ye Feng was dead meat!

However, at this time, the Mudra in Ye Feng's hand formed a seal, and his figure instantly became ghostly as he shot forward like a flash of lightning.

"Eh, what a fast speed!"

"It can't be. If this goes on, he might be able to escape the sandstorm region!"

"…"

The crowd broke out into a flurry of discussion.

Hu Patriarch's eyes were big, he could not believe it, "What kind of martial skill does this little brat cultivate? "So fast!"

Ye Zhan was so excited that he stood up, "Feng'er, good job, just a bit more and it'll be quick!"

Swoosh.

Ye Feng transformed into a afterimage as he rushed out of the sandstorm, leaving only a sliver of life. He quickly hid in the grass and took out a recovery pill to start healing.

"Damn it, damn it!" Patriarch Hu was somewhat unwilling.

Ye Zhan heaved a sigh of relief. However, at this moment, Ye Zhan's expression changed, and his heart thumped in his chest.

This was because, at this moment, the remaining three Zhou Family Martial Cultivator s did not have much health left, so they did not run away!

"Don't go into the grass!" Ye Zhan prayed.

Ye Feng naturally saw the three disciples of the Zhou Family standing in the grass. His expression changed slightly, and he did not dare to act rashly.

"Damn, luckily we managed to escape so quickly!"

"Shen family, just you wait!"

"Give me one if you have any Recovery Pills!"

The three disciples of the Zhou family spoke each other's words.

"Two Second Level of Martial Master and one at the third stage of the Martial Master realm. With my current condition, killing them shouldn't be a problem!" Ye Feng recovered about a third of his life, and thought to himself: "While they're sick, let's take their lives!"

Ye Feng was ready to make a move!

Swoosh.

However, right at this moment, a figure whistled over, "Haha, let's see where else you can run to?"

"Shen Feng!"

"Run!"

"…"

The three Zhou Martial Cultivator s panicked.

Ye Feng's eyes moved, he did not move.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Shen Feng moved quickly and unleashed his cultivation at the fourth level of the Martial Master realm, directly killing the three Martial Cultivator s of the Zhou family!

Patriarch Shen nodded his head in satisfaction. "Feng'er, there's one more in the grass!"

Shen Feng counted the points and a smile appeared on his face.

Suddenly, his expression didn't change as he realized someone was coming. He said proudly, "Haha, another person is coming. I'll hide in the grass and sneak attack you!"

Shen Feng charged into the grass, his face instantly changed, and he retreated explosively!

However, it was still too late!

"Wulang Fist!" Ye Feng made his move, his fist striking towards Shen Feng.

Bang.

Shen Feng was struck and sent flying, spitting out blood!

He wanted to hide and ambush others, but who knew that he was ambushed!

"F * ck!" Shen Feng crawled up, his face full of anger, "It was an accident of yours, daring to sneak attack me, you're courting death!"

Ye Feng sneered, he did not waste time talking to him, he rushed forward, and exploded!

Half of Shen Feng's HP had been killed by Ye Feng's sneak attack, and his strength was not as good as Ye Feng's. It was hard to defend against it!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Shen Feng's face was bruised, he still had a fifth of his HP remaining!

And Ye Feng's blood bar was almost unmoving!

"Impossible, impossible, you are obviously a Second Level of Martial Master, how could you have such powerful strength?" Shen Feng was shocked.

"Good job, Feng'er!" Ye Zhan was happy!

Patriarch Chen was shocked, "How can this be? Ye Family brat must be dead already! "

"You just wait and see!" Shen Feng saw that he couldn't win, so he chose to run!

"You want to escape?" Ye Feng will not let him escape, he raised the corner of his mouth, stepped out and instantly chased after him with Phantom Step, throwing out a punch.

Bang.

Shen Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, falling onto the ground, unable to move!

Ye Feng trampled him to death, obtained half of his points, and quickly escaped.

"Damn it!" Patriarch was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

Shen Feng is the main force of the Shen family. Without Shen Feng, the Shen family is finished!

The sandstorm struck again!

Ye Feng found a safe place and retrieved to continue recovering!

After eating all the recovery pills on his body, Ye Feng recovered to his peak condition!

Due to the invasion of the sandstorm and the shrinking of the safe zone, the chances of meeting with the Martial Cultivator had greatly increased.

Up till now, half of the Martial Cultivator s had already been eliminated!

The rankings were clear. First place was temporarily the Leng Clan, second place was Wen Family, third place was the Zhong Clan, fourth place was the Jiang Clan … And his Ye Family ranked seventh!

However, the Leng, Wen Family, and Zhong Family disciples had all gathered. Each of the three families had occupied an entire region and were invincible!

"Leng Clan, Wen Family, the Zhong Clan's points are far ahead, the top three have been decided!"

"Haha, the Ye Family is so miserable, we can't even protect the fourth place anymore!"

"…"

The audience broke out into a flurry of discussion.

Ye Feng hunted Demon Beast alone and obtained a large amount of points. However, he still couldn't surpass the previous ranking.

Because, Ye Long, Ye Dao and even Ye Mei did not obtain any points, so their situation was extremely dangerous.

Boom boom boom!

At this time, the explosion had landed on the Western Region. The Martial Cultivator there panicked. If they were hit by the explosion, they would lose a third of their HP.

Ye Feng was in the west region, and he had personally witnessed a Martial Cultivator who still had a third of his health being injured being blasted to bits, instantly killed!

The Young Fighters s swarmed out from the west region and would inevitably meet each other.

The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest!

In addition, the Martial Cultivator s of the east, north and south districts had all rushed over to guard the western border, waiting for the Martial Cultivator s who had fled in panic.