The Vientiane Marathon in Elephant Country was also immediately canceled.
America.
At the Buckingham Palace, Foreign Minister Statham, in a fit of rage, smashed his wine glass against the LCD screen hanging on the wall, overturning the table in front of him.
"Damn it, damn it..."
"Ye Feng, your arrogance won't last much longer. You're doomed this time!"
Taiwan.
Ye Feng stood with his feet on Rumba's head, looking down at him.
"Lumba, I have a question for you. Where have all the higher-ups of the Seven Killings Hall gone?"
This is Ye Feng's main purpose in coming to Taiwan.
Rumba's eyes darted around nervously as he spoke with trepidation.
"I...I don't know..."
Ye Feng pressed his large hand on his head and used the Soul Searching Technique.
"stop!"
A roar, like thunder, rolled in from the distant horizon.
Hundreds of figures flew over and surrounded Ye Feng in the blink of an eye.
The leader was an elderly man with a full head of silver hair, and behind him seemed to be countless stars, shimmering with a dazzling silver-white light.
As a result, this person's figure was somewhat ethereal and uncertain, appearing as if hidden in an illusory starry sky.
It seemed as if bursts of starlight descended from above his head, enveloping him; he possessed the cultivation of a fourth-grade Martial Saint.
Previously, the Seven Killings Hall planned to send people to kidnap Ye Feng's sister and his woman while he was heading to Japan.
Unexpectedly, the mission failed, and Ye Feng ended up killing many of their people instead.
Even the Dongshengzhou branch was wiped out by that brat.
They had already planned how to deal with Ye Feng on the plane.
Ma Zhongyong raised his chin, adopting an arrogant and condescending attitude, and spoke in a bossy manner.
"I am Ma Zhongyong, the Grand Elder of the Seven Killings Hall Headquarters."
"Release the leader of the Rumba Alliance first. The United States' resources are far beyond what a tiny ant like you can contend with. If you anger the United States, you'll regret it. Now release him immediately!"
The Seven Killings Hall has always been in cahoots with the United States.
Despite being a citizen of the Great Xia Kingdom, he willingly became a lackey of the United States.
In recent years, with the strong support of the United States.
Their strength has grown day by day, and they no longer take the Great Xia Dynasty seriously.
When Rumba saw his savior arrive, he grinned.
"Ye Feng, cough cough... I advise you..."
puff--
Ye Feng stomped down and crushed Rumba's head.
The blood mist exploded, splattering everywhere.
Rumba, the Grand Master of the Global Martial Arts Federation, is the publicly recognized leading figure in the American martial arts world.
Like a bug, it was stomped to death by Ye Feng.
"From this day forward, the martial arts world of Earth shall revere our Great Xia!"
The sound was like a thunderclap in spring.
It resounded throughout the entire world!
Ye Feng, carrying the Xuanyuan Sword, walked step by step towards Ma Zhongyong and the others, his cold voice ringing out once more...
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