That invisible pressure made it hard to breathe.
The many martial artists watching from all sides could not get closer, their eyes filled with fear.
"My God, this person is You Tanzhi, the head of the Seven Killings Hall."
"As expected of a Martial King, the aura he casually releases is enough to crush a Martial Saint."
"To have witnessed the prowess of a martial arts master is enough to boast about for most of one's life."
However, some people looked down on it and whispered among themselves.
"A dignified martial arts master, willingly becoming a lackey of the Americans."
"That's right, she's not even as good as Hong Qianjiao, that little Xiantian master."
"A person's integrity has nothing to do with the level of their self-cultivation."
at this time.
Lan Yu, Xiahou Ba, Situ Pangzi, and others all rushed over from the stadium.
The old weasel trailed behind.
This old man has become addicted to pretending to be a deity; he basically transforms into a human form wherever he goes.
His long robe fluttered in the wind, and his white beard almost reached the ground, giving him an air of otherworldly elegance.
In addition, there is Anderson from the Snow Country, followed by his protector, Tobasf.
Kim Sang-il and others from North Korea also arrived one after another.
Earlier at the stadium, Ye Feng had helped them a lot, dominating the field and even beheading the Global Alliance's leader, Lumba, which could be said to have relieved everyone's pent-up anger.
Everyone was extremely grateful to him.
Although I know that coming here won't be of much help, at least I can cheer and do my part.
"Yu Tanzhi, I'm here!"
Ye Feng's eyes were icy cold. He took a step that covered thousands of meters, as if shrinking the distance between two points, and arrived in front of You Tanzhi in the blink of an eye, stirring up a murderous aura.
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