Above the stadium.
Ye Feng, wielding a large iron hammer, descended from the sky and smashed the ant ancestor to death with a single blow, as easily as crushing an ant.
Like a god descending to earth, majestic and awe-inspiring.
Seventh Senior Sister Jiang Yinuo was overjoyed. She leaped forward and punched Ye Feng in the chest.
"Xiaofeng, I knew you'd be alright."
Beside them, the two senior sisters were also very happy and gathered around.
"Sect Master, be careful!"
Suddenly, a reminder came from behind.
Then, the ant ancestor, which had been smashed into a pulp, miraculously revived after devouring a large number of ant-men. It staggered toward Ye Feng, its eyes filled with resentment and venom.
"Ye Feng, die..."
"So noisy!"
Ye Feng swung his sword backhand and severed his head, blood gushing from his neck.
Before he could even be resurrected, Ye Feng had already taken him into the Hell Furnace and refined him.
Ant Ancestor came to reclaim the Hell Furnace, but ultimately perished inside it, which can be considered a fitting end.
After killing the Ant Ancestor, the remaining Ant-Man army was much easier to deal with, and was quickly slaughtered by Dongfang Sheng and a group of Blood Mist Sect experts.
Suddenly, a familiar, pungent smell wafted from the scene.
"drive!"
"drive!"
The old weasel rode a big black bull, rampaging through the scene, constantly knocking Ant-Man warriors flying.
Or they would be trampled into mincemeat on the spot, leaving deep pits in the hard ground.
"Haha, baby, please turn around!"
The old weasel stretched out its paw and slapped the big black ox's rump, laughing triumphantly as its white beard fluttered in the wind.
"Moo—"
The big black bull was extremely ferocious, rampaging through the stadium, smashing large sections of the sturdy walls, sending rocks flying and boulders flying everywhere.
Several ant-man corpses hung from the pointed horns of its head, all pierced through from the front and back, a bloody and horrifying sight.
This ferocious beast, originally from the Beast Taming Sect, was very difficult to tame and tried every means to lift the old weasel off its back.
The old weasel clung tightly to the ox's horns, sticking to its back like a leech, refusing to come down.
The more this happened, the more agitated the big black bull became, and it charged towards Xiahou Ba, who was not far away.
"Hey, you pig butcher, get out of the way, get out of the way now!"
"Hehehehe... Ah..."
Xiahou Ba was unable to dodge in time and was knocked dozens of meters away. Fortunately, he was tough and thick-skinned.
If it were anyone else, they would have been killed by the impact.
"You old weasel... I'll fuck your grandpa... hehehehe..."
Xiahou Ba leaped up from the ground, his body engulfed in a ball of malevolent flames, and charged toward the old weasel.
Moo—
With a roar, the big black ox charged towards Xiahou Ba like a moving mountain.
The two sides instantly engaged in fierce combat, no longer caring about fighting Ant-Man.
Dongfang Sheng was speechless with exasperation.
Meanwhile, Ye Feng had already instructed his seventh senior sister and the others to take Ouyang Luoxue away from the stadium to wait for him at the Ye Group.
The finishing touches are now left to Dongfang Sheng.
Dongfang Sheng's head suddenly felt several sizes bigger.
Ouyang Luoxue and the others returned to the Ye Group first and went to a small conference room on the top floor.
The group began discussing their next steps.
Besides Ouyang Luoxue, there were also Murong Anxiang and Amy Larry, among others.
After all, the forced interruption of this product promotion event is a huge loss for both the Ye Group and West Lake Beauty Cream.
Chen Jiayin asked her assistant to serve everyone a cup of hot tea.
The wafting aroma of tea somewhat dispelled the weariness and anxiety in everyone's hearts.
Ye Feng did not return to the conglomerate.
He hovered high above the stadium, his divine sense like a giant net, conducting a carpet search of the entire Haidong region.
Those American powerhouses hiding in the shadows, who attempted to cause trouble during the chaos, were blasted to death by Ye Feng's divine sense before they could even act, and inexplicably turned into large swaths of blood mist.
Um?
Hell Organization!
Soon, Ye Feng's divine sense detected a familiar killing intent rising into the sky in the desolate mountains and wilderness of a certain suburb of Haidong.
It was his arch-enemy, the Hell Organization.
Having dealt with them countless times, Ye Feng was particularly sensitive to the smell of these beasts.
Perhaps the Crown Prince is also located there.
A murderous glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. He leaped forward and flew in that direction, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him.
at the same time.
In this desolate and wild place in Haidong, there are hidden powerful magic arrays, and fluctuations emanate from the air.
The surrounding area is filled with strangely shaped rocks and towering peaks.
The ancient trees reach for the sky, their branches stretching out horizontally, blocking the sunlight and making the entire valley look gloomy and eerie.
From deep within the mountains and forests, came a series of unidentified cries.
Even in broad daylight, it makes your hair stand on end.
This place is a secret base of the Hell organization.
He is ranked number one on the list of the world's top 500 assassins.
The Hell Organization has strongholds all over the world, and no one knows just how powerful its resources are.
Although Zhou Renyi, the leader of the Hell Organization, is dead, he was merely a puppet.
The true controller of the organization is Prince Fengshan.
As long as the Crown Prince is alive, the Hell Organization will not perish.
at this time.
Inside the dimly lit council chamber of this stronghold.
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