Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"I didn't expect this brat to actually kill one of the eight Supreme Demon Clans, the direct descendant of the Fan family … "Good boy, monk, I really did not make a wrong judgement."    

Just as Fen Ao was about to start his slaughter and kill Bai Hucheng, the Human Clan Saint Realm cultivator, that Fat Buddhist Monk in the air had already escaped from the entanglement of the water tribe and appeared in front of Fann Ao out of thin air.    

"Damned monk, now that you have the Holy Weapon, don't tell me you want to care about this saint's business with the two of them? You... You must not go too far. "    

Fann Ao bellowed at the monk in anger.    

This monk's strength was clearly far above the experts of the three clans. Just him alone was able to escape from the entanglement of more than ten people from the three clans. If he were to interfere, then he wouldn't be able to do anything.    

"What do you mean I have the Holy Weapon …" The reason why this monster has such a strong demonic aura is because this monk is trying to prevent all of you from being enchanted by it.    

"What …" "You don't believe me?"    

"Heh heh, the monster has confused all of you. No matter who the Holy Weapon fell into, the only thing that awaits us is death. If you do not believe me, I will give you the Holy Weapon. Let's see if you can take it. "    

Fat Buddhist Monk took out the Holy Weapon and waved it in front of Fann Ao. The moment Fann Ao's heart was moved, he became hesitant and did not go forward to pick it up.    

Indeed...    

Although the Holy Weapon s were good, they were hot potato. No matter who got it, the experts of the three families would not let it go. Once they were attacked by so many people, who would be able to remain safe and sound like a monk?    

Whether it was the Human Clan, the demon clan, or the Feather Clan, every clan had their own different factions. Even if they were to look at all of them outside, Fann Ao could not guarantee that the other Demon Clan Expert s would not fall into his hands while he refined the Holy Weapon s.    

"Hmph …" Even if you're right. But, this Human Clan Bloke killed my beloved son, so this grudge cannot go unavenged. " Fann Ao said coldly.    

"Sorry, you really can't take revenge."    

"Why?"    

"Because... "Monk is fated to be with this kid. He intends to shave his head off and become a young monk." Fat Buddhist Monk smiled at Ye Feng, his expression ambiguous.    

"…"    

When these words came out, forget about Fen Ao, even Ye Feng and the others couldn't help but be stunned.    

Originally, Ye Feng was not happy with the monk, but because of his powerful cultivation, he had a good impression of him.    

But... Shaving like a little monk...    

He wasn't prepared to become a monk.    

"Bald …" "Master, I appreciate your kindness. However, I have not yet met my fate. I'm afraid …" Thinking of this, Ye Feng scratched his head and said.    

"Haha, it seems that it's your wishful thinking. Since this brat doesn't want to become a monk, then …" "Don't worry about my Golden Winged Brahma." Fann Ao laughed.    

Originally, Fat Buddhist Monk was not angry at Ye Feng's tactful rejection, but hearing Fann Ao's happy smile, his face sank. "Hmph, what if the Buddha wants to interfere?"    

"You …"    

Fann Ao was furious.    

It was just that this monk's display of such powerful abilities caused him to be extremely fearful.    

"Whatever, this bald donkey is purposely trying to stir up trouble. Brother Fan, you can't fall for his tricks, why not …" When that person arrives, it won't be too late to find trouble with them. " Seeing Fann Ao's flustered look, the rest of the Spirit Demon experts looked at each other.    

Someone stepped forward to stop him.    

When they said "that", even someone as strong as Fann Ao, could not help but show fear in his eyes.    

That person had some connections with the Great Saint Peacock and the Spirit Demon Palace had already sent a message to him. He believed that it wouldn't be long before he would arrive. There would be many future troubles.    

Thinking to this point, Fann Ao could only snort and retract the demonic energy that filled the sky.    

Looking at their unwilling backs, Ye Feng couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.    

This was the power of a powerhouse.    

What logic and what righteousness, they were all bullshit.    

The biggest reason was fist size.    

The Fat Buddhist Monk ignored them, looked at Ye Feng amiably, and started to play with the Flying Sword he had just seized.    

As for the other experts of the Water race and Feather Clan, when they saw that the Goblin Tribe had given up, it seemed like they couldn't do anything to this strange monk that appeared out of nowhere, and could only bitterly agree with the fact that the Holy Weapon was taken away.    

The monk laughed, seeing that Ye Feng was looking at the Holy Weapon in his hand, he raised his eyebrows and laughed: Young Benefactor, I have already said that we are fated, you think about it, if you are willing to shave, when the Buddha removes the demonic qi from the Flying Sword, I will give it to you, what do you think?    

Give it to him?    

Feeling the bit of Holy Power revealed by the Holy Weapon, Ye Feng's heart couldn't help but be moved.    

This monk's strength was indeed beyond one's imagination. If he was just a little bit more normal, it would not be a big deal to acknowledge him as his master. Available... Shaving yourself to be a monk...    

Forget it.    

"Master, you should keep it for yourself. This item is a hot potato. If you give it to me, it will be more likely to ignite the flames on your body."    

Ye Feng shook his head.    

He didn't know the background of the Fat Buddhist Monk. After all, his destination was the Profound One Sect of one of the three Human Clan sects.    

Fat Buddhist Monk was a little unhappy, he glanced at him and said: "Who dares to snatch the thing that Monk gave you? Humph, with Monk protecting you, why should you worry about these demon spirits? "    

Although this monk had a strange personality, striking out at such a critical moment also gave Ye Feng a good impression of him.    

However, he would never let Ye Feng become a monk.    

He cupped his hands with a smile and shook his head as he walked towards Bai Hucheng. In front of him, Bai Hucheng and the other two had already appeared.    

Seeing that Ye Feng was unharmed, City Lord Hsing and Zhong Lee looked at each other and heaved a sigh of relief.    

However, offending a demon like Fann Ao still made them have a bad premonition.    

"Looks like Ye Feng... I've been targeted by the Monster race. "    

Zhong Lee sighed helplessly, "Back then, when the Brother Ye was at the City of Endlessness, he killed Fann Tian in public. Now that he has killed a Demon King, it is natural that he is regarded as a great threat by the Demon Clan. City Lord, perhaps our intervention this time is not a wise move. "    

The City Lord Hsing nodded.    

There was no other way. If he went back now, he would be chased down and killed by the demons.    

"That demon's cultivation must have passed through the Heavenly Tribulation at least twice, and his strength is far above mine. We can only let Ye Feng follow this master for now, and only under his protection will the Spirit Demon race not dare to act rashly. " Bai Hucheng also muttered to himself.    

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent fluctuation of elemental energy came from the horizon.    

Five figures flew over in the air.    

These five figures all had two wings on their backs, flying through the air, making them look extremely similar to people from Feather Clan. However, looking at their appearances, their gloominess and evil, were different from the elegance and elegance of Feather Clan.    

This was especially true for the one in the middle. His back was covered with scales, and his waist was even more strange. There were actually several ten-foot-long pythons coiled around it.    

At this moment, the five people who had flown over, seemed to have merged with the characteristics of the demon race and Feather Clan, causing everyone present to feel a sense of strangeness in their hearts.    

"The Feathered Serpent Race?"    

Fat Buddhist Monk, who had raised his head, spat out three words. His chubby face that had a smile on the entire time had an additional trace of caution on it.    

"..."