Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Come!"    

Ye Feng looked at the iron fist that was whistling towards him, and fearlessly swung his fist once again.    

"Boom!"    

This time, Ye Feng continuously retreated the War Tiger's devil soul that was on his body. It was as if he had been blown by a fierce wind. However, his body was as stable as a mountain and did not waver in the slightest.    

"So strong. “    

Ye Feng's eyes lit up. Compared to Bloodlust and Bloodthirsty Liu, Zhangan's strength was much stronger.    

After breaking through to the six-star realm, Ye Feng's strength had increased tremendously. He had always wanted to find a strong opponent to fight with.    

"This innate ability of yours is quite interesting."    

Zhangan An looked at the War Tiger Devil Soul on Ye Feng's body. Once this devil soul appeared, Ye Feng's strength had greatly increased, and it was very comprehensive. This was very rare.    

"It's ordinary. What about your innate ability? "    

Ye Feng smiled and asked.    

" Since you want to see it, I'll show you! "    

Zhangan An's expression turned solemn. He looked at Ye Feng and said seriously, "Be careful!"    

"The rhythm of the earth!"    

With a sudden stomp of his foot, his slender and healthy legs stepped on the ground. A terrifying fluctuation swept towards Ye Feng from the bottom of his feet.    

"Rumble!"    

It was as if an earthquake had occurred. There seemed to be a huge dragon swimming rapidly underground, and the ground kept bulging, causing soil and stone to fly everywhere.    

In an instant, this force had arrived in front of Ye Feng. Ye Feng's expression was solemn, and he suddenly jumped up.    

"Bang!"    

A clump of earthen yellow energy burst out from under his feet, and shot towards Ye Feng like a cannonball.    

"Not good!"    

Ye Feng was in midair, and there was nowhere for him to use his strength to dodge. He immediately reacted and threw his fist downwards.    

"Boom!"    

The fist collided with the earthen yellow energy, and Ye Feng was sent flying like a bird with broken wings.    

"Bang!"    

His body crashed heavily into a sword tree. The branches that looked like Longsword were crushed, and the entire sword tree was almost broken.    

"Cough... What a powerful divine ability!"    

Ye Feng fell to the ground, and a trickle of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. The power of this innate divine ability of Zhangan had caught Ye Feng by surprise.    

Right at this moment, Zhangan had already turned into a shadow and rushed in front of Ye Feng, throwing a punch at him.    

"Bang! "    

Before Ye Feng could stand still, when he saw the incoming attack, he hurriedly raised his hand to parry, and was instantly sent flying backwards.    

In the next moment, the two of them were entangled in a battle. Their pure physical strength collided, and their fists, fists, and feet pierced through the heart. Neither of them held back.    

"Bang!"    

After another collision, Ye Feng and Zhangshan separated at the same time. Both of them were in high spirits, and their eyes were filled with battle intent.    

"Do you only know this move? "    

Zhangan An pointed at the War Tiger Devil Soul on Ye Feng's body and asked doubtfully.    

Ye Feng's strength was indeed extraordinary. After fighting with him for so long, he basically did not fall into a disadvantageous position. The ability of a lowly bloodline to have such an ability was already quite extraordinary.    

However, from the beginning until the end, apart from using the War Tiger Devil Soul, Ye Feng did not use any other divine abilities. He only clashed with his fists and legs, which made Zhangan somewhat puzzled.    

"I also know a fist technique divine ability, but its power is too strong..."    

Ye Feng said hesitantly. The Strangle Hell Divine Fist was too terrifying. He was afraid that if he used it, he would kill Zhangan with a single punch.    

"Too strong? Stronger than my Great Earth Movement?"    

Zhangan was very surprised. He didn't want to believe that Ye Feng had such a divine ability, but it was obvious that Ye Feng didn't need to lie to him.    

"En. “    

Ye Feng nodded his head decisively.    

" Come, use this punch on me. I want to see how powerful this divine ability of yours is! "    

A hint of fighting spirit appeared in Zhangan's eyes as he said excitedly.    

"Don't do it, if this punch of mine hits you, you might die"    

Ye Feng said hesitantly.    

"I will die?"    

Zhangan widened his eyes. This fellow had overestimated him. Even if that so-called fist technique was extraordinary, he still wanted to kill him with a single punch? This was absolutely impossible.    

"Don't worry, I'm not as weak as you think!"    

Zhang-An said, "Don't forget, if you lose to me, I will teach you a good lesson!"    

"If that's the case, then I'll offend you!"    

Ye Feng didn't hesitate any longer. He immediately circulated the magic power in his body, and a terrifying aura flowed out from his body.    

That was the overbearing and dignified aura that suppressed all the worlds and the boundless hell. Ye Feng could feel the energy that could destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth converging on his arm, and it was constantly condensing on his fist.    

When he saw the Black Light blooming on Ye Feng's fist, Zhangan's pupils suddenly shrunk. At this moment, he actually felt uneasy, and his entire body turned cold. This punch of Ye Feng could really kill him.    

"What kind of divine ability is this? It's so terrifying!"    

While Zhangan was still in shock, Ye Feng also threw out a punch.    

"Boom!"    

The entire world seemed to be shaking. The entire Sword Forest was filled with violent winds, and all the branches and leaves that looked like Longsword were flying in all directions.    

When he saw this punch, Zhangan's heart suddenly stopped beating. He put away all the contempt in his heart, and his gaze became extremely serious.    

"Celestial Phenomenon Divine Nose! “    

Zhangan let out a furious roar as a golden energy appeared within his meridians and blood vessels. This energy continued to gather upwards, causing his nose to transform into a huge golden trunk that was several dozen zhang long.    

The golden trunk was like a divine whip that could punish everything in the hands of a god. It carried a force that could destroy everything as it whipped towards Ye Feng's fist.    

"Bang!"    

The Strangle Hell Divine Fist collided with the golden elephant trunk, and Zhangan only felt an intense pain. The elephant trunk exploded in an instant, and then a terrifying power that could destroy everything and suppress everything surged into his body.    

"Rumble!"    

Zhangan was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing through dozens of sword wood before crashing down. His long white clothes were already in tatters, and his entire body was covered in cracks. Blood continuously flowed out from within.    

"Cough, cough..."    

Xiangan collapsed onto the ground and coughed weakly. His mouth was filled with blood.    

"This... this is too scary..."    

The power of this punch made Zhangan's heart palpitate. The Celestial Phenomenon Divine Nose he used just now was the third-ranked divine ability of his clan, yet it was still unable to block Ye Feng's punch.    

The instant he was struck by this punch, he felt all the energy in his body being suppressed. His body was like a fragile piece of paper that could be easily torn apart.    

"Zhangan, are you alright?"    

At this moment, Ye Feng ran to Zhangan's side and looked worriedly at the cracked and bloodied Zhangan.    

He knew how terrifying his Strangle Hell Divine Fist was, and that was why he didn't want to use it. However, Zhangan strongly requested that he really think that Zhangan had a way to resist it, but in the end, he actually beat him until he looked like this. This was truly a sin.    

"No, it's nothing..."    

Zhangan endured the intense pain and responded to Ye Feng in a gloomy manner. He stood up with difficulty and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing. He saw golden rays emerging from the cracks on his body, speeding up the recovery of his wounds.    

"Your punch is too powerful..."    

After his injuries stabilized, Zhao An opened his eyes and looked at Ye Feng helplessly.    

"Hahaha.... I already told you."    

Ye Feng scratched his head awkwardly.    

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