Chapter 453: The Eighth Level of Innateness

"Now, you should know that what I just said was not a joke. Si Tu Reading.\nＣＯＭ"

Ye Feng's eyes moved and fell on Zhu Xiazhou and a group of warriors. These people suddenly felt as if they were locked by a huge aura, which was very frightening.

"Do you still want me to hand over the points obediently?" Ye Feng said coldly, and suddenly jumped off the boulder and shouted: "I gave you a chance, but you refuse to repent, then, go to hell!"

Boom!

A fiery red fire element rose from Ye Feng's body, and the powerful force instantly enveloped the area of ​​dozens of feet. The Burning Moon Sword in Ye Feng's hand was like a flash of lightning, and the sharp sword art rushed straight into the sky.

Hua La...

The sword light that was several feet long invaded, and the sword intention seed shone brightly at the front of the sword light, which made everyone's eyes suddenly change color in an instant.

With the support of Kunpeng Jiutian Body Skill, Ye Feng's figure was like a gust of wind, approaching Zhu Xiazhou in an instant, and slammed down with a knife.

"Kill, let's do it together, kill him for me!"

Zhu Xiazhou shouted wildly. Although his momentum was intimidated by Ye Feng just now, he thought that he had more than ten masters on his side, so how could he not be able to kill a seventh-level innate master.

However, as soon as the shout came out, a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

Ye Feng's speed was too fast.

Moreover, the spirits of this group of people were attracted by Ye Feng's spiritual aura just now, and they could not organize an effective resistance in such a short time.

Puff!

Blade lights flashed, and blood spurted.

Zhu Xiazhou, a half-step into the virtual strongman, had no power to fight back in front of Ye Feng's knife intention seed, and was hit hard by a knife and flew away.

"Kill!"

After shouting angrily, Ye Feng rushed directly into the crowd, the knife light kept flashing, and red light surged, and the surroundings were all shrouded in the fire element.

Suddenly, there were screams one after another from this place. As the sound resounded, broken limbs flew into the sky, and blood splashed like a fountain.

Ye Feng was like a tiger that had gone down the mountain with bloodshot eyes.

He was fast and powerful, and with the help of the Xuan-level top-grade spiritual weapon Burning Moon Sword from Fang Hao, he killed people with every strike and chased souls with every strike.

No one could defeat him.

Regardless of speed, strength, or Yuanli, how could Ye Feng at this moment be compared to a group of innate warriors? In addition, under the suppression of Ye Feng's spiritual aura, many of these warriors had not even recovered from the shock. How much combat power could they raise in a hurry?

It could be said to be an all-round crushing.

At this moment, Ye Feng was not afraid of any siege at all. For him, the more people, the better. Anyway, they would kill one with one strike. Who could stop the invasion of the seeds of the sword intent?

In less than an incense stick of time, except Ye Feng, no one in the whole venue could continue to stand.

More than ten people who were brought by Zhu Xiazhou to surround and kill Ye Feng were all dead in the wilderness.

Zhu Xiazhou was not dead yet. He was lying not far away, covered in blood, especially a huge knife wound on his body, which almost cut him in half from the shoulder down.

With such injuries, he must have died.

"Impossible, this... How is it impossible..."

After coughing up a mouthful of blood, Zhu Xiazhou's eyes were filled with ashes. Such a result was unimaginable to him anyway.

Two people who had half a step into the void and several innate ninth-level were killed by a boy of the innate seventh-level like cutting melons and vegetables in a moment. If someone told him that such a thing would happen, Zhu Xiazhou would never believe it.

However...

Ye Feng ignored Zhu Xiazhou who was not dead yet after glancing at him. He put away the Burning Moon Sword and ejected a beam of fire, burning Zhu Xiazhou to ashes. Then he harvested his own trophies from the corpses one by one.

There was no mercy in his eyes.

Since they wanted to kill him, Ye Feng would naturally not hold back.

Should I let them go and let these people gather more warriors next time and invite more powerful beings to hunt me down?

Yuanwu Continent is a world where martial arts are respected. The strong prey on the weak. There is no right or wrong, only strong and weak. Ye Feng is very clear about this.

There is no clear boundary between right and wrong. Winners are kings and losers are bandits. History has always been written by the winners.

Only by stepping on corpses one after another and constantly improving can you become a real strong man and reach the peak of martial arts in the future.

From the storage rings worn by these warriors, Ye Feng found a lot of spiritual herbs and plants. Especially in Zhu Xiazhou, there was a three-eyed golden dragon fruit of the upper grade of the earth level. With a clench of his fingers, rumble, the Evergreen Vein began to devour crazily.

Originally, the vitality in Ye Feng's body was gradually approaching the bottleneck of the seventh peak. After a battle, coupled with the medicinal power of this three-eyed golden dragon fruit, in an instant, the vitality in his dantian began to surge, and the vitality of blood consumption increased several times, causing waves of huge waves in the martial veins.

It's time to break through.

Ye Feng closed his eyes, took out a handful of medium-grade spirit stones with his hands, and the whole person was immersed in a sea of ​​vitality.

One after another, the vitality was entangled and was quickly absorbed into the body by the Evergreen Vein. With the medicinal power of the three-eyed golden dragon fruit, even though Ye Feng's body was strong and the vitality required to break through the cultivation was extremely large, at this moment, it also met the conditions for promotion.

Under the impact of waves of vitality, the bottleneck of the seventh level opened, and after a moment of cultivation, he broke through the shackles and stepped into the innate eighth level.

The vitality is like the sea, and the vitality is like the tide.

Ye Feng's physical strength and vitality concentration have made another leap, and his mental perception has also been improved to a range of about 350 feet.

After a moment, Ye Feng opened his eyes, and a brilliant light burst out from his eyes.

Finally reached the eighth level of the innate realm.

"For myself, only various spiritual herbs and medicines are the key to rapidly improving my cultivation."

He couldn't help but sigh slightly, but at this moment, Ye Feng's head tilted slightly, and suddenly sneered at a dense forest in the distance.

"Come out, don't hide in secret!"

Before the voice fell, a yellow figure appeared behind a big tree.

"Ding Tianhe? I didn't expect it to be you who lingered." Seeing this figure, Ye Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his voice.

"Didn't expect it? One hundred and three thousand four hundred points... Ye Feng, you are really good at it." Ding Tianhe stared at the points on Ye Feng's head, with greed in his eyes.

Although Ye Feng's powerful spiritual perception surprised him, what shocked Ding Tianhe the most was the number that appeared above Ye Feng's head.

One hundred and thirty-four hundred and fifty points.

More than one hundred thousand points, plus Ding Tianhe's own thirty-nine thousand points.

That's more than one hundred and forty thousand.

This data is enough for Ding Tianhe and his junior sister to enter the inner sect of Wan Jue Sect at the same time. At this moment, Ding Tianhe's heart was burning. How could he suppress his excitement? He took a deep breath and walked towards Ye Feng step by step.