Chapter 877: Four Against One

Soul Yuan Blood Hand, sucking human essence and blood, indestructible. Si Tu Reading.\nＣＯＭ

"Boom!"

The four people of the Soul Yuan Blood Hall were about to witness the tragic situation of Senior Brother Li, but suddenly found a figure under the huge blood hand.

The figure held up his palms to the sky, and the blood shadows in the sky seemed to be blown away by him, and stopped in the air and could not fall.

"Who is not afraid of death! Dare to ruin the good things of my Soul Yuan Blood Hall!"

Seeing this scene in front of them, the four people showed a solemn look in their eyes, and the demonic energy on their bodies was gushing out. The leader even spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, making the power of the huge blood hand unprecedentedly expand.

This Soul Yuan Blood Hand condensed the Yuan power of the four sixth-level warriors, and absorbed the essence and blood of the earth-level monster. Its strength is far beyond the limit that ordinary virtual realm seventh and eighth-level warriors can bear.

In the eyes of the four, Senior Brother Li from Qianniaozhai and this guy who came out of nowhere to interfere would definitely be beaten like a watermelon by the bloody hand, and be sucked dry of blood and die.

However, the situation was beyond the expectations of the four.

The young figure who supported the bloody hand suddenly shouted at this moment, and with a "boom", the bloody handprint that was pressing down from the sky was actually broken into a gap in the middle by him. Then, the blood energy from all sides rushed into the gap, and the bloody palm that was originally rolling with power faded in an instant, and finally turned into blood-red airflows, dissipating between heaven and earth.

"How..."

"How is this possible?"

The four looked at each other, including Senior Brother Li who escaped death and another person from Qianniaozhai, with unbelievable horror in their eyes.

"This person?"

"Who is it?"

Amidst the bloody light, a straight and tall figure appeared in front of everyone. Looking at the four frightened demon sect warriors, the person uttered a few words calmly:

"Wan Jue Sect, Ye Feng!"

The four people from the Soul Yuan Blood Hall stared at the young man in front of them with sullen faces, as if they had seen an alien.

After hearing the name Ye Feng reported, they were all stunned.

They had not heard of such a person from the righteous side. Instead, the two people from Qian Niao Zhai were delighted after hearing Ye Feng's name, and they consciously and actively stood behind Ye Feng.

The demon sect forces that participated in the Tianlong Secret Realm last time were only the Demon Yuan and Moon Demon Sects. Only those demon sons and saints knew Ye Feng's details. The situation of the eight demon sects was similar to that of the righteous side. Each branch was in great turmoil, so it was naturally impossible to share confidential information with other sects.

It was reasonable that the people from the Soul Yuan Blood Hall had never heard of the name "Ye Feng".

But the strength displayed by Ye Feng shocked them from the bottom of their hearts, and they were almost confused.

"Boss, am I seeing right? How come this kid is only at the third level of the Void Realm?"

"Is he hiding his cultivation? He can defeat the Soul Yuan Blood Hand that the four of us have activated with one blow, how can he have this cultivation?"

"This person is indeed only at the third level of the Void Realm, but how did he break the Soul Yuan Blood Hand? You know, that blow just now was enough to kill the eighth level of the Void Realm..."

"According to my speculation, this kid must have used a powerful spiritual weapon? And as far as I know, those spiritual weapons with infinite power, the cost of using them again in a short period of time is very huge, why not... hehe."

The leader of the Soul Yuan Blood Hall relaxed his eyes after carefully observing Ye Feng.

He has confirmed that Ye Feng is only at the third level of the Void Realm.

This cultivation, no matter how awesome or powerful, can't make him take it too seriously.

This kid just forced himself to come forward, and he must have used a powerful spiritual weapon. The person who possesses such a spiritual weapon must have a high status and position. Maybe he is a Saint Land-level genius. If he can kill him, not only will the powerful spiritual weapon fall into their hands, but the credit of killing a Saint Land-level genius can also make them get an astonishing amount of rewards.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

In an instant, the fear in the hearts of several Soul Yuan Blood Hall disciples disappeared, replaced by greed and covetousness, as if Ye Feng who appeared in front of them at this moment was just a treasure mountain with overwhelming spiritual energy.

"It must be like this, otherwise, with this kid's mere third-level cultivation in the Void Realm, how dare he participate in the battle between us? As long as we kill them, everything on the other side will belong to you and me..."

Looking at the greed on the faces of the four people from the Soul Yuan Blood Hall, and the eyes that almost wanted to devour people, Ye Feng seemed to turn a blind eye.

He shook his arm and held the Burning Moon Blade in his palm.

A faint red light flashed on the sharp blade. At the same time, a domineering and powerful sword intent rushed towards them, which immediately made the four people not far away feel a kind of stabbing pain like a knife cutting, causing them to take a step back and become more vigilant in their hearts.

The four Demon Sect disciples of the sixth level of the virtual realm were not worthy of Ye Feng's use of the "Ten Directions Eight Diagrams Fist" and "Shocking Waves Paiyun Palm" and other heavenly martial arts.

The Burning Moon Sword, a Xuan-level top-grade spiritual weapon, has not been used for a long time. It is just right to take it out to practice and master the sword skills and sword intent seeds.

"Friends of the Wan Jue Sect... This is a matter between my Soul Yuan Blood Hall and Qianniao Zhai. The Wangjing elder of this hall is also nearby. You'd better not meddle in it, so as not to cause trouble."

The leader of the Soul Yuan Blood Hall is quite knowledgeable.

Now he dare not underestimate Ye Feng, a little warrior of the third level of the virtual realm.

The knife had not been used yet, but it had such a sharp aura that made him feel a strong sense of crisis. Especially after seeing Ye Feng's calm face, even a fool could guess that the boy in front of him was not simple.

"Getting into trouble? You don't have the ability yet!"

Ye Feng smiled faintly. What qualifications did the four virtual realm six-level warriors have to say such things to him?

Besides, it's not a personal grudge between "Soul Yuan Blood Hall" and "Thousand Birds House". The battle between good and evil has already begun. In Ye Feng's eyes, the demon sect warriors are just the points on the demon killing order.

"Boss, don't talk nonsense with this kid. Maybe this kid is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. He is deliberately delaying time for people to come to rescue. Kill him first."

"Do it."

The leading disciple of the Soul Yuan Blood Hall nodded heavily, his eyes were bloodshot. If this kid hadn't come out to disrupt the situation, the two Thousand Birds House warriors behind him would have been dead souls under their hands.

"Soul Essence Thorn!"

"Soul Chasing Palm!"

"Destroying Essence Hand!"

The other three had obviously been prepared. When they heard the boss' words, the powerful blood-colored essence burst out from their bodies. The four did not dare to underestimate Ye Feng. What they displayed at this moment were all the strongest martial arts they knew.

With a strong fishy wind and a strong oppressive force, four rays of light of different depths, but all of the same blood-red color, had already hit Ye Feng's head fiercely.

"Since you are looking for death, then your soul and blood essence, we will accept it with a smile."

Four against one, four six-level against one three-level, if they can't win, then what's the point of living?

The soul-stirring evil laughter resounded in Ye Feng's ears...