Chapter 1174                                                                                                                            �

Not long after, Ye Feng and Jian Wuhen came outside the small holy city, and the two walked in silently.

There have been several major battles related to Yefeng in this city. The pattern is almost exactly the same as in the Holy City, and the situation now seems to be exactly the same as that in the Holy City.

Because Ye Feng and Jian Wuhen entered the city, they looked up and saw that the streets were very deserted and there were almost no figures.

"It should be in the square. These descendants of the gods should have set up a challenge ring in the square like the two in the holy city to lure young cultivators in the holy realm to challenge!" Ye Feng frowned slightly and spoke like this.

Jian Wuhen concentrated and sensed it, nodded and said, "There are indeed many people in the square, and there are fluctuations coming. Someone should be fighting!"

There were indeed waves coming from the direction of the square, and there were vague yells, but all of this was very short and disappeared in just a few breaths.

Ye Feng sensed silently, sighed, and said, "The cultivation of the descendants of the gods is too strong, and the weakest one is in the realm of the Holy Emperor. With these younger generations of cultivators in the Shura Holy Realm, they cannot compete with each other. Unless the peerless monsters from major super sects take action, and even if those special physiques take action, they may not be able to defeat these people!"

Ye Feng had already sensed that the young man from the mainland who had just fought with the descendants of the God of Heaven had already fallen and died too fast. It seemed that he had just fought for a few breaths before he was killed.

Jian Wuhen said, "Let's go over and take a look first!"

Then the two walked towards the Little Holy City Square. The streets were sparsely filled with figures, and some dried blood could be seen faintly. They should have been left many days ago, dyeing the ground dark red.

Soon, Jian Wuhen and Yefeng came to the square of the Little Holy City. This place was the same as the scene when Yefeng entered the Holy City a few days ago. Countless cultivators and ordinary people surrounded the square.

There are two arenas on the square, not far from the sculptures. Around the arena are lying corpses of cultivators. Some of them look terrible, almost their entire bodies are broken, with blood all over the ground, while others are killed by one blow, or their heads are directly smashed, and even their brains are splattered under the ring, which makes people scared.

Jian Wuhen couldn't help but change his color slightly when he saw the scene around the ring.

"puff……"

And when they arrived, a mainland cultivator rushed up on one of the rings, but was shocked and vomited blood as soon as they fought, and his body staggered down from the rings.

"You gods are too bullying others. You will be punished if you do this!" The young man shouted angrily with blood.

"You lowly ants can't even catch a move, what qualifications are there to survive?" The descendant of the god sneered, then raised his hand and flipped it down. With a roar, the young man was directly smashed, leaving a deep palm print on the ground, and the violent force made the ground tremble constantly.

Everyone onlookers watching below were angry, but there was no way, because these young cultivators were forced to walk onto the ring. As a result, everyone had already expected that they would die suddenly.

Because everyone's eyes and all their attention were all focused on the ring, no one noticed Ye Feng and Jian Wuhen's arrival. Ye Feng did not disguise this time. If anyone noticed it, he would definitely be able to recognize it as soon as possible.

"Next!"

At this time, the descendants of the gods on both sides spoke one after another, swept their eyes toward the crowd around the ring, and their tone was extremely cold, like two cold-blooded killers who killed people without blinking.

After a few breaths, no one walked out. The two descendants of the gods immediately sneered. Then they both took action at the same time, raising their hands to grab two ordinary people with no cultivation in the crowd directly from the air. They clenched their palms like this without any hesitation, and blood burst out in a flash.

The two ordinary people were filled with extremely horrified expressions, but they didn't even have time to scream and scream, so they were pinched to death by the terrifying palm force.

"What a ants, not only are they weak and vulnerable, but they even have the courage to go to the ring to die..."

The two descendants of the gods sneered repeatedly, with an arrogant and arrogant attitude.

"I still refuse to come to power?"

They waved their hands, threw the two blood-stained corpses into the ring, looked at the crowd, and asked again.

"Since that's the case, that's fine!"

One of them was very decisive. After saying that, he raised his hand and pulled it down the ring. The terrifying power was surging like a vast river, causing terrifying screams.

Jian Wuhen, who was standing next to Ye Feng silently, his eyebrows suddenly condensed, and he pressed his palm gently, and suddenly, the void shook violently, and a sword energy suddenly pierced down and slashed towards the descendants of the gods that day of the attack.

"boom……"

The man was slightly stunned, as if he hadn't expected anyone to dare to attack them like this, because this was the first time this happened. Then he slapped his palm out into the air above his head, shattering the sword energy that pierced down into the sky.

"Who? Get out!"

The descendant of the god in the other ring shouted loudly, swept his eyes into the crowd, and then stared directly at the direction of Ye Feng and Jian Wuhen. Because Jian Wuhen took action, there was still a breath left there.

At this time, the descendant of the god of heaven could also see it, and his murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Everyone also changed their color and was very surprised. They turned back and looked back, and they only discovered Ye Feng and Jian Wuhen.

"A holy ant, even the Holy King has not reached it, one... Humph, it's interesting, it can actually cover up the cultivation level so that I can't detect it!" Another descendant of the god first glanced at Jian Wuhen, and then looked at Ye Feng, but his eyes were a little confused when they fell on Ye Feng, because he couldn't see through Ye Feng's cultivation level and didn't know what realm it was.

"Interestingly, I finally saw a slightly stronger ant. Although its cultivation has not reached the realm of the Saint King, its power is no less than that of an ordinary Saint King. The other one seems not too weak, and it seems to be a good ant. Since he dares to take action, then come up and kill him!" After the descendant of the god of heaven shook the sword light, his eyes also looked at Jian Wuhen and Ye Feng, and spoke like this.

Although both of them could not see through Ye Feng's cultivation, they were not afraid at all. They directly let Ye Feng and Jian Wuhen go up to death and become extremely arrogant.

Everyone onlookers were stunned. Ye Feng was here. Could it be that he was here to kill the descendants of the two gods? Because Ye Feng had just killed two people in the holy city a few days ago. If Ye Feng took action, these two people would definitely not be able to survive, because the cultivation of these two gods' descendants was the same as the ones who fell in the holy city, and they were both first-level Saint Emperors.
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