Chill at the bottom of my heart

"It's a Martial King at a high and profound level! This is a true powerhouse!"

Ye Feng felt that powerful aura of a strong martial artist, not knowing how many times more powerful than the two one-step Martial King guards before.

Even though he was far away, Ye Feng felt his skin, all of which was being scraped raw by that gale.

"Go!"

Without any hesitation, Ye Feng instantly ran towards the distance at a great speed.

"Little sufferer, you killed the third young master of my Heavenly Poison Sect, you really deserve to die!"

The young man in black whose face was covered with devilish lines roared as he stood high in the sky and gave a distant grab to the bottom.

A great hand seal of emptiness!

This was a very powerful martial art!

"Boom!"

The heaven and earth's Yuan Qi boiled, and a huge black hand seal, as huge as a mountain, appeared above Ye Feng's head at once, as if it could suppress everything, covering most of the sky, it was very frightening.

Buzz!

The huge black handprint, like a dark, hanging cloud of the sky, covered down at once.

That kind of might was like the whole sky collapsing, very terrifying.

It was obvious that this young man in black with the devil's mark on his face was definitely an existence that was at least at the level of a four-step Martial King.

This was a profound level of Martial King power, and the battle power was incomparably terrifying.

"Sword Dragon Elephant Fist!"

Ye Feng roared out, and six lofty Sword Dragon Elephant silhouettes appeared behind him.

"Boom!"

He blasted his fist at the large black handprint that descended from the sky.

An incomparably terrifying force immediately erupted.

Boom!

It was like two great mountains colliding together, erupting with a monstrous roar.

"Ka-chow!"

The great black handprint shattered, turning into a sky of spiritual light.

Thud!

But Ye Feng was also violently blasted backwards step by step at this time.

The surface of his muscular body, which looked like it was forged in white silver, actually cracked open and silver blood flowed out.

"Four-step Martial King! What a powerful force!"

Ye Feng stared deadly at the devil-marked man not far away.

"Oh? You were actually able to receive one of my slaps without dying?"

The devil-marked man's eyes, all of a sudden, became incomparably astonished.

It was because he was a four-step Martial King!

What a powerful cultivation level.

And the other party was just a tiny martial artist who hadn't even stepped into the Divine Martial Realm yet.

The devil-marked man's tone became incomparably cold as he said, "If it were an ordinary martial artist, even a one-step Martial King, or even a two-step Martial King, would be instantly obliterated by my Great Void Hand Seal, but with such a weak cultivation at the Heavenly Martial Realm, you are able to resist me, your talent is too terrifying, I have to kill you now, or else it will be a disaster for the entire Heavenly Poison Sect in the future! "

The moment the man with the magic tattoo finished speaking, all of a sudden, he flew rapidly in the air towards Ye Feng.

A black as ink Hyper Dragon Mace appeared in his hand.

"Ang!"

A Jiao dragon spirit, filled with poisonous Qi, wrapped itself around that meter-long hyper dragon mace and let out a hissing roar.

Boom!

The man with the magic tattoo violently swung the mace in his hand, and a wave of pitch-black power light blasted down.

Swish!

A strong sense of life and death crisis caused Ye Feng to flee from his spot at once.

Boom!

Rumble!

The black wave of light released from the Hyper Dragon Mace instantly blasted a huge crater into the hundred meters of earth where Ye Feng was standing before.

Moreover, the black light wave had an incomparably strong poisonous gas, and all the plants and living creatures in the thousand meters of land were poisoned and died.

A single blow not only destroyed a hundred meters of earth, but also poisoned all the living creatures within a thousand meters, plants withered and turned into ashes, which is really frightening.

"This weapon is definitely a Xuan-grade advanced battle weapon, or possibly even an Earth-grade battle weapon, second only to the legendary Heaven-grade weapon."

Ye Feng thought secretly in his heart, his eyes had a hint of shock and anger.

This man with the magic tattoo, his position in the Heavenly Poison Sect, must be very extraordinary and very high esteem.

Otherwise, it was impossible for him to have such a powerful war weapon of such a high grade in his hands.

"This person is not something I can resist for the time being."

Ye Feng knew very well in his heart,although he had just resisted the Great Void Handprint.

But his Silver Battle Body was almost blown apart.

If he kept fighting, he would soon be exhausted and blasted to death.

"Run!"

Ye Feng would not be attached to the battle, and after he considered the possible consequences, he instantly ran towards the distance at a fast pace.

"Father once said that victory and defeat are commonplace in the military, so if you encounter someone you can't defeat, you should naturally run."

Ye Feng unfolded his huge purple cloud wings, his body was like a stream of light, like a purple lightning bolt, cutting through the long sky.

"Little sufferer, you can't run away, you'd better obediently follow me back to the Heavenly Poison Sect to accept the trial, this is your ultimate fate!"

The young man with devilish tattoos roared, holding the hyper dragon mace in his hand, covered in black poisonous Qi, like a dark king, he rampaged through the long sky, chasing towards Ye Feng.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A powerful wave of poisonous gas light erupted from the Hyper Dragon Mace in the hands of the young man with the magic tattoo, sweeping across a thousand armies as it attacked towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng quickly dodged, but he was eventually hit several times.

"Damn it!"

His silver-colored muscles were cracking more and more, and the wounds were getting deeper and deeper.

Moreover, a stream of poison was spreading and infesting his entire body's flesh and blood.

If it wasn't for Ye Feng's Silver Battle Body and his strong physique, I was afraid that he would have been poisoned to death even if he wasn't blown to death.

The attack of this young man with magic tattoos was indeed very powerful.

But at this time, although Ye Feng was shocked in his heart.

But the magic pattern young man is even more shocked than Ye Feng.

Because he found out that he had hit the young man in white an unknown number of times.

With this level of attack and damage, even a one-step Martial King, or even a two-step Martial King, should have been destroyed long ago.

But the kid in front of him was still alive and well.

"Is this kid an undead physique!"

The blandness on the young man's face had long disappeared and was filled with a deep sense of urgency and anger.

It was the first time he had encountered such a difficult opponent.

He had to know that the white-clothed kid was only at the Heavenly Martial Realm cultivation level.

If he were at the same realm as himself, the young man with the magic tattoo would not even dare to imagine how powerful this white-clothed boy really was.

It might kill himself in a single move!

When the young man with the magic tattoo thought of this possible outcome, the killing intent in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

"We must strangle him while he is still weak now, such a young man will simply be too terrifying once he grows up!"

The more the young man with the magic tattoo thought about it, the more he felt a chill in his heart.

The Hyper Dragon Mace in his hand erupted with even more terrifying waves of highly toxic light, shaking the mountains and destroying everything.

"Poof!"

Ye Feng was struck once more, the skin on his back split open and a large silver spine, were faintly revealed.

His injuries, were getting worse and worse.