When Ye Feng really flew to the junction of the Fire Continent and the Ice Water Continent, the population became even more sparse. No civilians dared to live here, there were only forces of all sizes, either occupying the mountain as king or forming their own gates.
It was already late at night, and in the air, Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back. The lonely white moonlight spread on his body, his black shoulder-length hair slowly fluttered, and his falcon-like eyes flashed with a striking luster.
"Lynch asked me to come here, but I didn't see any difference. It seemed that the concentration of spiritual energy was not as high as the sea surface." Ye Feng thought to himself. At this moment, Ye Feng was about to find a quiet place to retreat.
At this moment, Ye Feng frowned, and his facial features were extremely sensitive to the sound of chaotic fighting not far away, but the location seemed to have crossed the border, on the Ice Water Continent.
Go and have a look!
Ye Feng flew directly towards the Ice Water Continent.
"Zhao Ercuti, you dare to steal my things, I will kill your whole family." A rude man folded his sleeves over his elbow, pointed at the other person in the air and cursed.
"die!"
The hunchbacked old man below looked cold and the sword flashed. A martial emperor was split in half by him. The hunchbacked old man was covered in blood and suddenly flew to the sky, standing side by side with the rude man.
"Brothers, Zhao and others are many, how about we join forces?"
The rude man immediately shouted: "That's the one, how can we divide it?"
"Hmph, I didn't say I'll split with you. Kill the strongest one. Let's fight again, otherwise neither of us will have a chance!" The hunchbacked old man smiled coldly, and shook his sleeves and rushed directly to a tiptoe man. The tiptoe man was still holding a woman in his hand. However, although the woman was dressed noblely, her hair was extremely messy and she couldn't see her appearance clearly.
This lame man was a master of the Heavenly Spirit level. Unfortunately, he offended a big man. One leg was destroyed and his strength was greatly reduced. Even his Heavenly Spirit level power could not be restored. Because he was ranked second at home, people called it Zhao Er Crack.
"Look for me, no one is allowed to touch me!" Zhao Er pushed the woman in his hand down to a master from the Martial Emperor's Peak, pulled out a scimitar from his waist and rushed over.
"Old man Chen, you don't look at your age. If you compete with us for women, your face will be red! " Zhao Er flew to the sky and pointed at the hunchbacked old man and cursed.
"Haha, Zhao Ercangzi, for this little beauty, it is no problem to change my hunchback and age with spiritual energy, but your hunchback can't be changed. I haven't laughed at you yet, but you laughed at me instead." The hunchbacked old man laughed.
When warriors practice to the realm of the Martial Emperor, their lives become long, and when they reach the realm of the Heavenly Spirit, they will be immortal. Their appearance can naturally be changed, but ordinary mortals will not change. They prefer their previous appearance. This previous appearance is what they looked like when they broke through the Martial Emperor. Of course, such as Zhao Er, is an exception. Zhao Er's tiptoe was deprived of the great supernatural powers. Only those who want to restore it can do so.
"What are you talking about? Kill him!" The rude man rushed towards Zhao Ercang as soon as he came up.
The rude man, the hunchbacked old man, the lame man, and the leaders of the three parties fought in the air, and below, the three major forces were fighting fiercely.
Screams, fights, howlings kept ringing.
Ye Feng was a little surprised when he watched from a distance. These three parties were all forces from the Ice Water Continent, and the people from the Ice Water Continent themselves fought. It was basically nothing to do with the hatred of the two continents. There must be a huge treasure that caused covetousness among all parties. Ye Feng looked left and right, and it seemed that they were earning a woman.
There are women everywhere, and there are many beautiful ones. Moreover, because of different personal preferences, some people like this type, and some like that type. Even among major forces, many leaders give women they have enough of as gifts to others. Fighting for a woman or fighting for three parties, Ye Feng couldn't accept this situation.
"It's true or false, and the fairy descended to the earth to her? It's even more tempting than our Lin Yuan?" Ye Feng was very dissatisfied. At the same time, a woman worthy of all men's robbery. As a bad man, Ye Feng also wanted to take a look at her beauty. Of course, what would happen best.
On the battlefield, nearly a thousand Wujun, Wuwang, and even Wuwang were fighting, but Ye Feng was like a loach, avoiding a man in a melee and approaching the captured woman. With Ye Feng's strength, he passed by a group of Wujun and Wuwang, and it was very relaxed.
"Haha, I heard that there is a woman here who can catch a human soul." At this moment, a rough and low voice came, and more than twenty black dots appeared faintly in the sky. Soon, the more than twenty black dots became clear, and more than twenty people appeared in uniform on the battlefield. The leader had a scarred face. Before the person took action, his anger came first.
"Zhao Er, do you three dare to make another effort when you see me coming?" The scarred face looked down at the entire battlefield without taking any of them seriously.
The minion didn't come, there were more than twenty subordinates under Emperor Wu alone, and this Scarface was a real Tianling Master, not a lame and half-destroyed person like Zhao Er. Ye Feng felt terrible even if the person came was so strong that he was terrified.
"Boss, that woman is now in Zhao Er's hand. That look, tsk... I promise you are satisfied with it. If you are disappointed, your subordinates are willing to apologize for death." A martial emperor immediately bowed and flattered.
This Wu Emperor appeared at the same time as Zhao Er and the rude man. He was also fascinated by the woman, but his strength was the weakest and he had no strength to fight for it, so he thought of pleading with his boss. His boss, this Wu Emperor, knew very well. If you are unhappy, it would make you worse than death. If you are happy, the benefits would also make you excited.
"Bu Sha, for a woman, you actually lowered your identity and fought with us martial emperors. Is it shameless!" The rude man pointed at the sky and cursed.
"Zhu Zhen, you've been brave enough to talk to me like this." Scar's face sneered at the corner of his face and rushed towards the three people in the melee.
The rude man in the melee, Zhao Ercangzi, and the hunchbacked old man had a tacit understanding and dealing with the strongest master of the Heavenly Spirit.
The three parties who were fighting below saw their boss joining forces to fight the enemy. The Wu Emperor, who could fly from the three parties, rushed to the high altitude to deal with the more than 20 Wu Emperors brought by Bu Sha. The Wu Lord and Wu King who could not fly, didn't know what to do. The scene suddenly became chaotic.
Get up.
"It's time to steal the girl. If you don't, go home!" Ye Feng's eyes, who was already very close to the woman, suddenly became sharp. He saw that the Wu Emperor guarding the woman handed the woman to a Wu Jun, and he rushed to the sky and fought with the Wu Emperor brought by Bu Sha. Ye Feng immediately had the urge to steal people, and he had never even thought about such consequences.
"Swoosh!"
The afterimage appeared, Feng Shen's legs were instantly used, and the martial kings around the woman who watched him were instantly kicked to death.
"Let's go!" As soon as Ye Feng landed on the ground, he pulled the woman and flew away.
"Head, that woman was stolen!" A Wujun shouted to the sky quickly.
"Who doesn't want to live anymore?" Zhao Erdang roared first, and all four leaders chased Ye Feng in the direction where Ye Feng escaped. Ye Feng looked back and saw that the four leaders, with no less than fifty martial emperors, rushed over quickly, and nearly a thousand warriors howled and chased after him.
"Damn, I'm having a big time this time!" Ye Feng looked like he was crying, and he dared to think too much, and he tried his best to speed up and escape.