Chapter 310 Do I, Ye Feng, need a reason to kill the Japanese devils?



Deep in the valley of the Great Xia Spirit Mine.

In front of the cliff.

In order to protect the Earth Dragon Flame Fruit, Ye Feng killed dozens of Japanese martial artists in succession, which aroused the hatred of many Japanese martial artists present.

One of the elderly Japanese martial arts masters stepped forward, sword in hand, and angrily rebuked Ye Feng.

"Baka! Stop!"

"Ye Feng, what gives you the right to kill so many of my Japanese martial artists? You need to give a reason to shut up the gossip of the world."

"Otherwise, you will indiscriminately kill innocent people, be cruel by nature, and be no different from evil demons and heretics. Everyone has the right to kill you."

They immediately seized the moral high ground.

It's obvious they're deliberately trying to sow discord.

This made Ye Feng the target of everyone's criticism, putting him on the hot seat of criticism.

As expected, many people present glared at Ye Feng with hatred in their eyes.

However, Ye Feng has always been used to doing things his own way.

A true man should act swiftly and decisively, and sing with his sword in hand.

Why would they care about the opinions of the world?

He brandished his sword and snorted coldly, his eyes flashing like lightning, too lazy to waste words with him.

"Hmph, a reason!?"

"Do I, Ye Feng, need any reason to kill these Japanese devils?!"

Whoosh!

He swung his sword backhand, the sword light as fierce as thunder.

He killed the old man on the spot, his head and half his body flying into the air.

Ye Feng strode forward, domineering and powerful, at an extreme speed.

All the onlookers saw was a flash of sword light, and dozens of Japanese devils' heads flew up one after another, the momentum was extremely fierce.

Ye Feng flicked his sword and let out a long roar, his iron will unyielding and his chilling killing intent shining through the ages, as he spoke in a loud voice.

"The men of my Great Xia are all like dragons."

"If you want to steal our treasure, you'll have to get past me first."

Whoosh!

Ye Feng's body was as agile as a dragon, and he casually slashed out with his sword.

The enormous sword energy, stretching for tens of feet, cascaded down like an inverted waterfall, instantly severing the withered hand of the Pharaoh of the pyramids.

The sword's power remained undiminished, severing the head of the American 4S-level genetically modified human next to it, along with half of his body.

The opponent's head flew into the air, making a series of cracking and deforming sounds, about to become a launcher to fire, but Ye Feng stomped on it and smashed it.

The various wires inside the body are intertwined and linked, sparking bursts of light, like a sophisticated electronic instrument.

Ye Feng took out a fist-sized ball of light from his body, which contained abundant energy and shimmered with brilliant light.

This is the energy source for 4S-level genetically modified humans, which Ye Feng has incorporated into his storage space.

For him now, it is still of great benefit.

Whoosh!

The violent sword energy swept across again, cutting dozens of 3S-level genetically modified humans in half at the waist, like harvesting wheat.

The killings were so brutal that heads rolled and blood flowed like rivers.

The Dark Sea God roared, unleashing a colossal wave that swept towards Ye Feng.

The surrounding mountains were shattered by the giant waves, and rocks flew everywhere.

The entire valley trembled, and cracks spread all around.

The enemy came with overwhelming force, dark clouds looming overhead, filling the entire valley, carrying the might of rivers and seas, sweeping in from all directions.

"The Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers, suppressing all ages!"

Ye Feng let out a long roar and spat out a large seal.

This was the magical artifact he had intercepted from Zhao Tianzhong. After being refined again, its power became even greater.

The great seal swelled in the wind, like a towering mountain crashing down, threatening to crush and shatter the entire valley.

"ah……"

The Dark Sea God screamed in agony as he was smashed off the giant wave, half of his head being deformed.

The scepter in his hand was smashed and fell to the ground like scrap metal.

"Great sea god, grant me strength!"

The Dark Sea God struggled to hold up the great seal with both hands, attempting to overturn it.

Ye Feng stepped on the seal, crushing the Dark Sea God into the ground along with him, turning him into a pile of minced meat, completely dead, with cracks spreading all around.

puff!

Ye Feng's spiritual energy transformed into a giant millstone, which slowly rotated in the air, crushing hundreds of martial artists to death.

Among them, most were American and Japanese warriors, whose flesh and blood stained the millstone red.

Drops fell, only to be vaporized by the terrifying heat of the Dragon Flame Fruit below.

The terrifyingly huge millstone hovered above Ye Feng's head, emitting a rumbling, thunderous sound.

Wherever it went, the void was crushed, everything was destroyed, and even gods and ghosts were terrified.

Killing someone is like crushing a bunch of ants.

The martial artists finally felt fear and scattered, their eyes filled with terror.

The leader of the Blood Mist Sect is indeed terrifying; he kills people like cutting grass.

No matter how precious the Dragon Flame Fruit is, it is not as precious as life.

And take advantage of this opportunity.

The pyramid pharaoh suddenly stretched out his withered hand and reached out to grab a nearly ripe Earth Dragon Flame Fruit.

"court death!"

Ye Feng swung his arm and slapped the pyramid pharaoh on the head with his large, golden hand.

His neck was broken on the spot, and his head, wrapped in bandages, was turned 360 degrees around his neck cavity, and his jaw was knocked off.

He was like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards.

Sudden.

A dramatic shift in time and space.

Near the Earth Dragon Flame Fruit, a spatial rift suddenly appeared and swallowed the Pyramid Pharaoh.

The terrifying spacetime storm, like a meat grinder, instantly turned the pyramid pharaoh into a pile of minced meat.

Several nearby Martial King level experts were also devoured and killed on the spot.

Whoosh!

The spacetime rift teleported, heading straight for Ye Feng like lightning.

Faced with the sudden spatial rift, Ye Feng was not foolish enough to try to withstand it head-on.

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