Haidong Wharf.
More than a dozen of Zhao Tianding's top fighters surrounded Ye Feng, eyeing him menacingly.
Ye Feng scanned the crowd, his gaze as cold as a knife, a fierce flame of revenge burning in his eyes, and said in a chilling tone.
"You bunch of trash are not even worthy of fighting me."
"Where is Zhao Tianding? Tell him to come out here."
A hunchbacked, withered old man slowly walked towards Ye Feng, grinning maliciously.
"You brat, you defied the Prince in public and even killed one of our men. Do you think the Prince will let you off? Don't think that just because you have the God of War backing you up, we can't do anything to you."
"Killing you is as easy as crushing an ant; this day next year will be your death anniversary."
Beside him, an old woman with white hair stared intently at Ye Feng and said in a sinister tone.
"No matter how powerful you are, you can't beat more than a dozen Martial King experts like us. Kill him and take the reward from him."
Putting aside the grudges between Ye Feng and Zhao Tianding, the mere 100,000 spirit stones and the life-extending Human Essence Fruit alone would be enough to make any expert envious.
What's more, there's also a rare spirit stone the size of a human head.
"Let's do it!"
The old woman opened her mouth and spat out a beam of black light, which transformed into a large net that enveloped Ye Feng.
"A net of heaven and earth to capture the soul!"
This is a rare magical artifact, capable of capturing a person's three souls and seven spirits, killing them invisibly; it is exceptionally dangerous and vicious.
The levels of worldly ritual implements, from lowest to highest, are as follows:
Spiritual artifacts, treasure artifacts, Dao artifacts, as well as immortal artifacts and divine artifacts, etc.
On Earth, where spiritual energy is depleted and cultivation resources are scarce, spiritual artifacts like this large net are extremely rare.
Beside them, numerous martial artists poured their cultivation into this large net.
In this way, the power of the inescapable net increases dramatically.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The net shone with a cold black light, its chilling killing intent sending shivers down one's spine, like a net cast by the Grim Reaper from the depths of hell to reap lives.
The space was divided into tofu blocks, arranged evenly.
The steel containers around them were easily sliced open, as if they were tofu, without breaking a sweat.
The sky darkened, and a black whirlwind swept through.
The wailing sound was like the weeping of a vengeful ghost.
Even a peak Martial King would likely perish on the spot.
Two beams of lightning shot from Ye Feng's eyes, seemingly capable of piercing through the netherworld.
Whoosh!
He slashed out with the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, the violent sword energy as dazzling as the sun and moon, instantly unfurling the large net above.
The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand is a Dao artifact, two major realms higher than a spiritual artifact.
Therefore, their first move was a one-sided crushing victory, powerful and domineering.
Several martial artists who were lying on top of the large net, preparing to launch a sneak attack, were instantly torn into blood mist by the sword energy.
Ye Feng took a step forward, exuding unparalleled domineering power, leaving a deep footprint in the ground.
Whoosh!
He swung his sword out again with a backhand motion, the sword energy soaring wildly, the killing intent surging like a giant steel dragon rolling and surging.
The seemingly indestructible net became incredibly fragile and was destroyed in an instant.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The violent sword energy swept across, unstoppable and invincible.
The dozen or so martial artists on the periphery were killed on the spot, leaving not even a trace of blood mist; they were completely wiped out.
"Go! Kill him!"
The hunchbacked, withered old man had a sinister look in his eyes. He would not give up easily. He rushed towards Ye Feng like lightning, his black robe leaving afterimages in mid-air.
The withered, large hand, like an eagle's claw, reached out to grab Ye Feng from a distance.
The sharp, claw-like wind pierced through the sturdy container, making a series of popping sounds, like tearing through window paper.
The white-haired old woman, wielding a black iron cane, swung it down at Ye Feng.
Among this group, these two are the strongest, both being peak Martial King Rank 7 experts.
Beside him, a dozen or so Martial King experts charged toward Ye Feng like wolves and tigers.
Swords, spears, iron axes, ancient bells, and large seals—all sorts of magical artifacts appeared, their murderous aura sweeping in like a raging torrent.
Although these magical artifacts are not as good as the Heavenly Net from before, most of them are imitations and are badly damaged.
However, their advantage lies in their large numbers, and being driven by numerous martial arts masters, their aura is quite terrifying.
"Good timing!"
Ye Feng was fearless, his fighting spirit burning brightly.
With a long roar, the Crimson Flame Qilin Arm struck out horizontally, its iron fist as powerful as a mountain, causing the void to tremble and crack.
Dark void rifts spread outwards.
Steel containers were smashed and sent flying into the sea, creating towering waves. Several ships docked at the shore were capsized, and a flock of seagulls took flight.
Bang bang bang!
The dense array of magical artifacts was shattered into dust and vanished without a trace.
"ah……"
"Ah ah..."
Seven or eight martial arts masters were instantly blasted into a bloody mist.
Amidst screams and wails, they turned to ashes.
Ye Feng never hesitates to deal with his enemies; he is ruthless and decisive.
A fist burning with crimson flames slammed out, causing the void to tremble as if a curtain were shaking.
Several more martial arts masters were smashed to pieces, turning into clouds of blood mist.
Ye Feng, caught up in the thrill of the fight, unleashed his iron fist, which struck the earth like a giant hammer, causing mountains to crumble and the sea to roar.
Containers were smashed into metal discs, leaving shocking craters in the ground. The earth trembled and cracked, with fissures spreading outwards.
This was purely physical strength, like a savage dragon or a giant elephant, overwhelming and invincible, killing a Martial King was as easy as stepping on an ant.
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