Chapter 1261

On the ground.

Ye Feng, Yuexi Jiansheng and others all clenched their fists and tried to refute these words, but found that what Emperor Ming said was completely reasonable.

First of all, the Ming emperor is a hundred robberies.

He has been famous for more than ten thousand years. He is a senior top strongman in Baijie, and his strength is far above that of Ye Feng.

As long as Emperor Ming is willing, he can sit on the mountain of ten thousand families at any time to block the birth of the chief of ten thousand families.

But he just despised it.

"What? It's ridiculous to hold an umbrella for the weak!"

"In the eyes of the emperor, the weak should be enslaved by the strong and transformed into available resources."

The incarnation of Hades expressed his views again.

Everyone clenched their fists when they heard the speech.

As strong as the sword saint on the moon's Eve, they all felt deeply offended.

In the eyes of Emperor Ming, they are also mole ants and available resources. They don't even deserve people.

"Ye Feng."

"Your strength is not bad. You barely stepped into the level of hundred robberies. It's out of the category of mole ants. Finally, I'll give you another chance."

"Hand over the ancient immortal to the emperor, or I will do it myself."

The voice of the incarnation of the dark emperor is as domineering as ever.

"Impossible."

Ye Feng solemnly refused, "it's just an incarnation. It's just three layers of the hundred robberies. What can I do?"

The next moment.

Ye Feng's momentum vibrated.

On the eve of the moon, more than a dozen swordsmen and other holy places were wrapped by the power of space. They disappeared from the original place in an instant. When they reappeared, they appeared in the starry sky and left the battlefield.

"I've seen your most holy predecessors!"

The holy land of the major forces surrounded one after another and bowed to the sword saint on the evening of the moon.

"Leave us alone and look at the wanzu mainland!"

On the eve of the moon, the sword Saint held the sword in one hand, raised his chin and motioned the people to look at the wanzu mainland.

On the ground.

Ye Feng and Emperor Ming's Avatar face each other.

"Little Ye Feng, do you really think you can jump in front of the emperor if you have some strength?"

The incarnation of the Ming emperor raised his hand, and a light appeared in the palm of his hand, which condensed into a portal. A large number of the Ming army in the holy land came out, hundreds of thousands.

In an instant.

Ye Feng was surrounded by a large number of strong Ming people.

"These people, it's not enough to plug my teeth. Don't hide it, Emperor Ming. If you want to do it, come in person."

Ye Feng looked around and shrugged.

"You don't deserve to let me do it myself. I think it's an insult to me."

The emperor laughed.

The next moment.

The presence of the Holy Land Pluto quickly walked towards the middle and gradually merged into a two meter high Pluto general with a long handled sword.

"Another fusion secret!"

Ye Feng pulled at the corner of his mouth.

He felt that he had recently become involved with the fusion secret method. Any enemy he met would use this secret method to create a strong existence.

"This is the emperor of the underworld!"

The emperor of the underworld incarnated with his hands on his back and looked at Ye Feng, "his strength is probably equivalent to the peak of the hundred robberies, which is enough to suppress you."

"Really?"

Ye Feng is not afraid at all.

"When death comes to an end, fight back hard. Emperor Ming, cut this man off." The emperor of the underworld gave orders in a cold voice.

On the ground.

The emperor of the underworld held a long knife with cold eyes. As soon as he took a step, he arrived in front of Ye Feng and waved the knife to cut down. Countless invisible shadows of the underworld appeared around him. At the same time, he raised the long knife to cut down.

From a distance.

It's like that Ye Feng is covered by countless knife light arrays. There is no possibility of dodging at all. He must fight hard.

"Chaos fist!"

Ye Feng raised his arm and punched at the same time. The dense shadow of the fist blocked all the knives of the Ming emperor.

Qiang!

A burst of explosion exploded.

The emperor was blown hundreds of feet away, and Ye Feng always stood where he was, looking indifferent.

"Eh?"

The incarnation of the dark emperor was surprised.

On the eve of the moon, the sword saint and others first stagnated in breathing, and then looked happy.

"Leader ye can shake the peak of the hundred robbers' realm? So, he didn't use his best when the celestial phenomena war with the celestial phenomena fusion secret skill was going to be a decisive battle."

Everyone was determined.

"A little strength."

The emperor murmured.

Although he was formed by the fusion of a large number of strong people in the holy land of the Ming nationality, he has an independent consciousness and is second only to the emperor of the Ming in the status of the emperor of the Ming.

As long as the emperor does not die, the emperor will not die.

Even if the body is broken, a large number of Styx Holy Land fusion creation can be used later.

"Chaos fist!"

Ye Feng didn't use any other means to catch up with the emperor, suppressed his pain to the lowest, looked indifferent, and hit him one punch after another.

Clang clang!

The emperor kept using his long knife to resist Ye Feng's fierce attack. He found that the opponent's fist was always covered by chaotic fog. It was extremely hard and made the long knife clang.

"Cut your empty door!"

Emperor Ming received several punches from Ye Feng with his body, waved a long knife and split it at Ye Feng's waist.

Qiang!

Sparks splashed everywhere.

Ye Feng's waist was split, but it healed in an instant, which was equivalent to nothing.

"How?"

The emperor raised his eyebrows.

Taking advantage of his stunned gap, Ye Feng urged the law of time to accelerate himself a thousand times and hit a million boxing shadows in an instant.

Boom!

The emperor's body couldn't bear it. He was punctured on the spot, and his eyes were about to jump out.

Ye Feng punched again.

The dense shadow of the fist blasted the Emperor Ming, and the long knife fell down. It was as heavy as a sacred mountain and was inserted obliquely on the black rock of the wanzu continent.

"How fierce!"

The head of ten thousand families was frightened.

Today's Ye Feng is stronger and creepy than when he fought against the sky.

"It seems that the previous leaf maple has hidden his strength."

This is what everyone guesses.

In fact, this is not the case.

The disciples of the ethereal sect have experienced the battle in the continent of ten thousand nationalities. Now they return to the sect, feel their own defects, and have been promoted explosively.

The progress of tens of thousands of disciples added up, which improved Ye Feng's physical strength a little.

Ye Feng is also strengthening chaos fist.

Such superposition has greatly increased his combat power. It is not difficult to reach the peak of unarmed killing and hundred robberies.

Ye Feng fell slowly beside the long knife.

Qiang!

He pulled up the long knife and found that the body of the sword was as smooth as a mirror, which could reflect his handsome face.

"Nice knife."

Ye Feng praised.

The next moment.

He held the knife and bent it with force until it broke with a "click", which became a pile of waste and threw it on the ground.

"Hades! What else can you do?"

Ye Feng raised his head and looked at the ghost emperor's Avatar suspended in the air. His eyes were full of cold.

"Since you want to die, the emperor will help you."

The incarnation of Emperor Ming, with his hands on his back, landed on the wanzu continent and confronted Ye Feng dozens of meters away.

The crowd held their breath and dared not speak.

Even the heads of thousands of families are silent.

They stared at the battlefield of wanzu mainland and wanted to know whether the incarnation of the Ming emperor on the third floor of Baijie territory could kill the powerful Ye Feng.

"Three floors of the hundred robberies!"

"Under normal circumstances, if we compare the combat power of the first floor of the hundred robbery area to one, the second floor of the hundred robbery area is two, and the third floor of the hundred robbery area is four."

"Your combat power is several times mine."

"Once I collide, I will be crushed."

Ye Feng calmly analyzed.

"Now that you know it, you can catch it quickly! There are still two or three times the difference between the top of the third floor and the top of the first floor of the hundred robbery territory, even if there is no four times the difference."

The emperor of the underworld twisted his neck.

The next moment.

He appeared in front of Ye Feng. He grabbed each other's neck with one hand and asked, "do you choose to die by yourself or let me kill you?"

"I choose to cut you!"

Ye Feng carried his hands and treated him calmly.

"Then die!"

The incarnation of the emperor of the underworld squeezed hard. In the imagination, the "click" sound of Ye Feng's neck being pinched quickly sounded, making the incarnation of the emperor of the underworld smile grimly.

But the next moment.

He suddenly found that his hand was broken!

"What's going on?"

The ghost emperor's Avatar stared straight.