Chapter 222: Swordsman of Eastern Zhou

"Kill them two, one escaped, you saw it. Situ," Ye Feng responded lightly.

"Just now you fought one against three?" Tang Chuxue blurted out.

"It's just a fluke." Ye Feng smiled lightly.

"The warriors of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty are called sword cultivators, and their attacks are extremely powerful. You are actually one against three!" Tang Chuxue opened her mouth in an exaggerated manner.

You must know that the people who enter this space are all geniuses in their respective countries. Their strength completely crushes those at the same level, and they can even surpass several levels of challenges.

Facing three Dongzhou sword cultivators whose cultivation levels far surpassed his own, Ye Feng was one against three, but he actually killed two and knocked away one?

Although Ye Feng himself became a bloody man, it was really incredible.

"What can I do? If I don't fight for my life, you will be beaten by them. It's a pity that I couldn't keep the most powerful one together. I wonder if the news is leaked, will it really bring trouble to Xi Tang? "Ye Feng answered while picking up his Destruction Knife.

Tang Chuxue didn't know what the wheel of rice meant. She was still in the stage of being shocked by Ye Feng's amazing feat.

Even with the help of the Flame Lion King, he still has to protect himself. One against three, two dead and one running away. Who can do it with half a step of innateness?

This performance was completely beyond her expectation.

Those are three Eastern Zhou sword cultivators with extremely sharp attacks...

After a brief silence, Tang Chuxue finally said: "The Eastern Zhou Dynasty and the Western Tang Dynasty may not break out a war over a few young disciples, but there is no doubt that these people have genius status and should come from some big families, at least I know that the Li family of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty is not as respected as the Tang family of Tianyin Mountain. Ye Feng, if you kill their people, be extra careful in the future."

"Come if you want."

Ye Feng nodded indifferently.

The road to martial arts is destined to not be smooth sailing. He fought all the way from Zhaojiazhuang, and whoever died under his subordinates was not a genius. How could Ye Feng take these things to heart?

The time that the Blood God Armor Secret Technique lasted passed. The sequelae caused by blood loss made Ye Feng feel a little weak. After briefly explaining a few words to Tang Chuxue, he swallowed a few pills and sat up cross-legged to meditate.

After several consecutive battles, Ye Feng has reached the bottleneck of half-step innate perfection. Since he still has a few days to spare, he might as well give it a try.

It's time to break through...

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Ten days have passed by in a flash, and today is the day agreed by the four presidents, and the cracks in the void of this world will open again.

Not far from the entrance, there were three talented young men with impressive arrogance quietly lurking.

These three people are naturally the only three people left in the Southern Qin Empire.

Two were born at the fifth level, and one was born at the fourth level, with outstanding strength.

The most powerful one among them looked like a tall and straight green bamboo. He was tall and thin. Although he was just standing casually, he carried a sharp aura, as if his whole person was an unsheathed sword.

He is the most outstanding prince of the Southern Qin Empire, Ying Sheng, the master of inscriptions and the proud disciple of President Zhao, the green-robed man of the Southern Qin Inscriptions Association.

There are two people beside Ying Sheng. The one on the left is also at the fifth level of innate cultivation. He has a well-proportioned figure and a slight smile on his face. This man's surname is Meng, and he is Meng Chong, the son of the Southern Qin general Meng Xian.

The one on the right with the fourth level of congenital power is called Chao Yuanba. He is tall and strong, with bundles of muscles and full of explosive strength.

Seeing that the time for the crack to open was getting closer and closer, however, no genius disciples from the other Three Kingdoms were seen. Ying Sheng, who was originally smiling, had two straight eyebrows on his face frowned.

"It's strange. At this time, why haven't the people from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Western Tang Dynasty, and Northern Han Dynasty shown up? Could it be an accident?" Meng Chong looked forward and saw no one, so he couldn't help but ask.

"They had an accident, what are we worried about? I just hope that all those people are dead. In that case, there will be less difficult opponents for the Four Nations next year. Now we are stupid here, waiting for the ball ..." Chao Yuanba whispered softly.

The younger generations of the four major countries compete with each other. The Four Nations Military Conference is only held once every ten years. They compete for the destiny of their country. It is bloody and cruel. Without a few talented opponents from other countries, one's own side can take more initiative.

That's why Chao Yuanba said this.

"Country barbarian, what do you know?" Meng Chong shook his head, with a trace of contempt on the corner of his mouth.

He and the second prince Ying Sheng both came from the upper echelons of the empire and had prominent family backgrounds, but Chao Yuanba was just born from the grassroots and actually entered this place through selection, which naturally gave Meng Chong a superior mentality.

"Meng Chong, what do you mean?" Chao Yuanba's face turned red when he scolded him, and he couldn't help but let out a low growl.

"Hmph...what do you think, you reckless man!" Meng Chong refused to give in.

And just when Chao Yuanba was about to get angry, Ying Sheng, who was in the middle, spoke calmly: "Both of you, please calm down a little for me."

Although his voice was soft, it carried the majesty of a superior person, making the two of them no longer dare to quarrel.

"We didn't find the Void Beast. This beast might have been acquired by people from the other three countries, so we have to stay here to see who has such opportunities and abilities. Hehe, there is a saying: The mantis stalks the cicada. If the oriole is behind, getting the void beast in front does not mean that you really get the void beast."

Seeing that Chao Yuanba still looked like he understood but didn't, Ying Sheng smiled slightly and said, "The strength of the three of us is second to none among the warriors of the four countries. If people from other countries come to join us, this prince certainly doesn't mind bullying them and checking them out carefully. If there is really a void beast, isn't it in our pocket?"

Ying Sheng turned his head to look at Meng Chong again and said in a voice transmission, "Xiao Chong, heroes have emerged from the grass-roots since ancient times. The current territory and status of our Southern Qin are all the result of the hard work of you and my fathers. You must not look down on others. Don't forget that your and my ancestors were just insignificant grass-roots heroes back then."

Meng Chong nodded slightly.

Chao Yuanba was even more inspired and excited.

With just a few words, the two people were convinced. This Ying Sheng really knows how to win people's hearts and is well versed in the art of emperors.

"Second Prince, we are not afraid of those from Western Tang and Northern Han. But what should we do if we meet people from Eastern Zhou?" Meng Chong asked after a moment of silence.

"Eastern Zhou warriors practice swordsmanship hard, and are not good at mental strength. According to this prince's inference, even if they find the void beast, they should not be able to tame it. So when we see the three people from Eastern Zhou, let them go." Ying Sheng thought for a while and answered.

The swordsman is powerful, and even Ying Sheng is unwilling to take the initiative to provoke him.