C320 You're the only one left

The demonic like big black hand came shrouding down from above Ye Feng's head, engulfing the torrential cold energy. It was as if it wanted to crush Ye Feng into a meat patty.

This was obviously a high level Earth Scale martial skill, and one that had already been cultivated to the Obscure Realm.

The fiery red giant Kui Cattle roared, it stepped on the air and dove down, bringing along a majestic energy, as if it wanted to smash Ye Feng to pieces.

This was clearly a high grade Earth Scale martial skill that had already been cultivated to the Obscure Realm.

Any one of these two martial skills was enough to destroy a small city.

Moreover, the person who used it was an expert of the Martial Emperor.

The soldiers who were faking their deaths on the ground quickly got up and ran far away from the scene, afraid that they would be affected and be harmed.

Ye Feng's footsteps shifted, and a cold smile appeared on his face. In the next second, his gaze shone with a bright light, and the Mudra in his hand quickly pounced forward!

A twisted vortex appeared above his head and a cold yin aura came out from it. The ice dragon let out a furious roar and charged down toward the black demon's hand.

Just as the ice dragon was about to attack him, Ye Feng suddenly raised his right foot and took a fierce step forward as he executed the seventh step of the Nine Steps of Heavenly Path.

In that moment, the air hummed, energy roiled, and an enormous footprint filled with lightning descended from the sky, stepping straight towards the charging Kui Cattle.

BOOM! "Boom!

The huge black hand transformed into countless amounts of energy that splashed out. The ice dragon was also shattered into pieces, the space twisted, a terrifying shockwave blew up the wind, causing the surrounding buildings to collapse and the ground to burst open.

Almost at the same time, the huge lightning footprints stepped on the Kui Cattle's body, causing it to be trampled into the broken ground. The two pieces of energy transformed into a howling gale that blew all the Martial Cultivator s around away!

The entire space was rumbling!

The color of the sky and earth changed!

Puff!

Puff!

Both Number 12 and Number 9 spat out blood at the same time, and traces of shock flashed across their eyes.

They never thought that Ye Feng would actually be so strong, to not lose against both of them at the same time!

As the smoke and dust billowed, a black figure flashed and approached Ye Feng, carrying a dense killing intent. It was Number One.

Ye Feng's expression did not change, because he had already locked onto Number 1's aura, and seeing him rush over for a sneak attack, Ye Feng could not help but smile coldly.

"White Faced Killer, die!" Number One did not use any martial skills, and directly punched at Ye Feng.

Because, in his opinion, Ye Feng didn't have any time to worry about him when dealing with Number 12 and Number 9, so he believed that his sneak attack would definitely succeed.

It was just that he had overlooked Ye Feng's ability to sense the inside of his heart.

Just at this moment, with a thought from Ye Feng, a crackling sound was heard, and a bolt of lightning exploded in the man's mind.

Ah!" The No.1 guy had just appeared in front of Ye Feng. His head suddenly hurt as he screamed. His consciousness became blurry and his head felt dizzy.

He was the Divine Power of Vertigo that was hit by the Chaotic Dragon Cauldron.

Just as he was about to react, Ye Feng punched his fist onto the chest of the # 1 guy. Hong!

So far, the three members of Devil Church had all lost to Ye Feng! The whole process took a long time to describe, but actually took place in the blink of an eye.

The smoke and dust dissipated.

Number 12 and number 9 were standing on the unrecognizable ground with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths, their faces pale.

Number One crawled out from the rubble of the building. He was battered and exhausted, a collapsed Fist-print on his chest.

Even though he has a powerful Martial Emperor cultivation, under the condition of Ye Feng's Divine Power of Vertigo, if it wasn't for your protective Profound Qi, that punch just now could have killed him.

The other North Yan Martial Cultivator s were all staring at the three of them as they surrounded Ye Feng and were actually injured by Ye Feng.

Of course, these Martial Cultivator s had never seen a battle god like Ye Feng before, otherwise they would have already been scared to death.

Boom.

At this time, Ye Feng's gaze turned cold. He took a step forward, and his body transformed into an afterimage as he broke through two times the speed of sound and charged toward Number 12.

In the instant that the ground beneath his feet exploded, Ye Feng appeared in front of Number 12, and threw out a punch.

Number Twelve's expression changed greatly. He never thought that Ye Feng's speed would be so fast, so fast that he didn't even have time to react, and could only activate the Martial Imperial Field's defense.

Boom.

Ye Feng's fist shattered the Martial Imperial Field of the number twelve man, and then, his fist heavily smashed onto the chest of the number twelve man. A dull sonic boom resounded, and the faint sound of bones shattering could be heard.

It was also at that moment that number twelve spat out a mouthful of blood. There were broken organs mixed within the blood, and the figure of the number twelve turned into a flash of Dark Light that struck the thick walls of the palace, causing the entire wall to collapse.

The 12th man shot through the palace walls and finally flew 5000 meters before crashing into a mountain peak. Only then did he stop.

And at this moment, the aura on Number 12's body had completely disappeared. Naturally, it was death.

To Ye Feng, killing the Number 12 guy with a single punch was a piece of cake.

After all, Ye Feng's strength was stronger than the man with the number 12 Second Level of Martial Emperor. Furthermore, with Ye Feng's five thousand kilograms of weight at twice the speed of sound, how could the man with the number 12 Second Level of Martial Emperor be able to resist?

Just as blood spurted out from Number 12's mouth, Ye Feng's figure flashed and he rushed towards Number 9.

Number 9's face changed greatly as he clenched his teeth and threw a punch at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng sneered, and punched back.

Boom.

The next second, the two fists collided and a deep sonic boom resounded. Number 9's face contorted in pain as fear gushed out from his eyes.

Only because his fist had already shattered into pieces under Ye Feng's fist's pressure, and even his entire arm was crippled, with blood and flesh all over.

As for No. 9, his body was also sent flying backward. Blood spurted out of his mouth as he crashed into a giant pillar. The pillar shattered into pieces and his body was buried under the rubble.

Ye Feng's figure moved, and instantly appeared in front of Number 9 man. He stared at Number 9 with a pair of ice cold eyes and said coldly: "Idiot, didn't you just say I was an ant?"

Number 9 was in despair as he begged, "Don't..." Don't kill me! "

Ye Feng lifted his foot and stomped down on the head of the No.9, ending his life.

Ye Feng would never let go of a member of the Devil Church!

In just an instant, Number 12 and Number 9 both died in Ye Feng's hands. The surrounding Martial Cultivator s did not even have the time to react, their mouths were all wide open, enough to put down an egg.

Ye Feng turned and looked coldly at the No. 1 man, and said coldly: "You're the only one left!"

The No.1 guy was sweating profusely and could not help but take a step back. He felt like he was a sheep and Ye Feng was a hungry wolf.

But, Number One was an important member of the Devil Church after all, so he had a lot of endurance. He reacted immediately and ordered the Martial Cultivator s in the surroundings: "All of you attack now, all of you attack now, if not you will die from the poison!"