Who else disagrees?
Compared to the Blood Wolf's height of over thirty meters, equivalent to more than thirty stories high, this suddenly appearing figure appeared extremely small, like an ant under a dragon's feet, easily crushed.
It was Ye Feng who made the move.
It's not that Ye Feng has a saintly complex, nor does he want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress.
Because Lan Yu, Xiahou Ba, and others were standing not far from Sarah.
Once the blood wolves pounce, all of these people will suffer.
He would have to kill the blood wolf sooner or later anyway, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get the energy crystal.
The old weasel's lewd voice came from behind.
"Wow, what a huge beast! Would you like to be my mount?"
Everyone, "..."
At a time like this, this old weasel is still in the mood for jokes.
"Awooo—"
The blood wolf opened its gaping maw, its enormous claws gleaming with cold light, and slashed at Ye Feng, crushing the millstone boulder into pieces like tofu.
"court death!"
Ye Feng went forward head-on, stepping on the void, each stride covering three to five meters, as if he were walking on invisible steps.
With a few steps, he was in mid-air, looking down at the blood wolves below, his deep eyes filled with murderous intent.
Suddenly, the giant hammer in Ye Feng's hand grew to the size of a small mountain and slammed down with a sharp, piercing sound.
The blood wolf howled and charged forward.
Without missing a beat, the massive iron hammer struck Blood Wolf squarely on the head. His head, as hard as refined steel, was instantly shattered, white brain matter mixed with blood splattering everywhere.
He was smashed into a meat pie from head to toe.
The spot was smashed into a deep, bloody crater, a shocking sight.
The crowd stared in disbelief. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
After Ye Feng smashed the Blood Wolf to death with a single blow, he leaped across the blood pool and grabbed the stone ball in his hand.
It felt heavy in his hand and carried a warm sensation. Strands of pure energy flowed into his body through his pores, and he immediately felt his cultivation level increase significantly.
If it weren't for the runes on the surface of the stone sphere sealing off the energy inside, the leakage would probably be even more severe.
With Blood Wolf dead, the Blood Pool is no longer so terrifying.
Instantly, figures shot towards Ye Feng like lightning; they were all experts who had been hiding in the shadows.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
"Ye Feng, hand over the energy crystal."
"Ye Feng, you think you can keep the energy crystal for yourself? No way."
"A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure. You are not capable of protecting such a treasure."
"Two fists can't beat four hands, I advise you to be smart."
Those who launched the sneak attack were all Martial Emperor level experts.
The highest-ranking one was a peak Martial Emperor of the third rank. He transformed into a bolt of lightning and appeared behind Ye Feng silently and mysteriously.
Ye Feng snorted coldly.
"You think you can compete for energy crystals? You're dreaming."
"cut!"
The Xuanyuan Sword slashed out across the sky.
Sweeping across the six directions and breaking through the eight wastelands, sword energy crisscrosses and covers all ten directions.
In the void, a series of splattering sounds could be heard as flesh was being pierced, and bursts of blood mist exploded out of thin air.
These attackers were killed one after another before they could even make contact with Ye Feng.
The peak third-grade Martial Emperor behind him was slapped to death by Ye Feng with a backhand.
"Who else dares to disagree!"
Ye Feng held up the energy crystal with one hand, his eyes shooting out two beams of cold electricity, looking down arrogantly at the crowd.
The howling mountain wind made his clothes flutter loudly, making him look like a high and mighty god looking down on all living beings.
At this moment, Xiahou Ba, Fatty Situ, Lan Yu, and others gathered around Ye Feng, united against the common enemy.
Leonif, along with a group of martial arts masters from the Snow Country, surrounded Ye Feng.
The old weasel held its head high, pointing and gesturing smugly at the crowd.
"Look at you all, you don't even dare to fart, you bunch of cowardly bastards, you don't even have the qualifications to be my followers."
"Sigh, I'm so disappointed."
Everyone was so angry they felt like their lungs were about to explode.
That damn weasel is infuriating! I wish I could tear it to pieces.
"You...you are Ye Tianshen, the hero of the Great Xia Dynasty!"
The little princess of the Snow Country looked up at Ye Feng in mid-air with a face full of admiration, her beautiful big eyes filled with little stars.
She had heard a lot about Ye Feng's deeds and admired him greatly, dreaming of meeting him in person.
I never expected that the other party would be right in front of me.
Recalling how arrogant and disdainful he had been, riding his giant wolf past the other party as if no one else was there, he realized how he had acted.
She felt deeply regretful and remorseful.
If she had known that the other party was Ye Tianshen, she wouldn't have dared to do that even if she had the guts.
Ye Feng didn't look at Sarah, as if she were invisible.
It's not that he's petty, but rather that such beings simply don't meet his standards.
"Let's go."
Ye Feng's expression was indifferent. With a leap, he led everyone away from Blood Wolf Valley.
"Ye Tianshen..."
Princess Sarah of the Snow Country chased after him for a few steps, but ultimately failed to catch up, watching helplessly as the figure disappeared into the depths of the mountains.
His large, dark, bright eyes were filled with disappointment and desolation.
Ye Feng's most pressing task right now is to find a place to go into seclusion and raise his cultivation to the Yin God realm as soon as possible.
The Overlord of Annihilation would never give up this energy crystal, and Ye Feng's intuition told him that he was about to face a fierce battle.
"Ye Feng, leave the energy crystal behind."
Dr. Jones led a large number of genetically modified zombies in pursuit, along with experts from many of his vassal countries, including Japan, the United Kingdom, and Germany.
In addition, Lei Wu and Gu Wu, along with many other experts, were also in hot pursuit.
Another middle-aged man from the Shushan Sword Sect chased after Ye Feng on his sword.
This man had graying temples and was filled with a murderous aura. His cultivation level was far higher than Sima Xingkong's, having already reached the fourth rank of Martial Emperor. He should be the Uncle Geng that the other party mentioned.
In addition, there are many hidden masters.
In short, this group of people is like a pack of hyenas, relentlessly pursuing their prey.
Of course, some of them were just there to watch the spectacle.
The old weasel said to Ye Feng and the others.
"Sect Master, you all go first, I'll cover the rear."
Ye Feng realized that the old guy was about to unleash another powerful move, so without saying a word, he quickly fled into the distance.
Lan Yu, Xiahou Ba, Fatty Situ, and Leonif all avoided them like the plague, running faster than rabbits.
"Damn, that's so unfair."
"Am I really that unpopular?"
The old weasel shook its head, looking on with disdain.
Soon, Geng Jian of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect was the first to catch up. When he saw an old weasel blocking his way, he frowned and scolded it angrily.
"You beast, how dare you block my way! Get out of my way!"
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