The Flames of War Will Never Die
Realizing how terrifying the sandworms were, the cultivators on the sand boat were all terrified. They could only stare at Ye Fei.
If Ye Fei could block the sandstorm, they would still have a chance of survival. If even Ye Fei could not block the sandworms, the entire sand boat would be destroyed immediately.
The hundreds of Martial Kings on the boat would all die here and be swallowed by the sandworms until not even their bones were left. Of course, Ye Fei did not wish to see that happen.
"Sky Burying Sword, suppress!" Ye Fei waved his sword again, trying to imprison the terrifying sandstorm wall in front of him.
The group of bandits in the distance looked at Ye Fei mockingly.
"Haha, this fool. Even if you are an outstanding talent, you will have to retreat when facing a hundred thousand sandworms. You want to kill us?"
"Is that person also an outstanding talent? Why have I never seen him before? What Sword Monarch of the Northern Sea? How can a remote place like the Northern Sea produce an outstanding talent? "
"Stop talking. Activate the Sandworm Bugle with all your might. It doesn't matter if he is a genius or an outstanding talent. We, the bandits, are the kings of this land of quicksand. Whoever we want to live, they will live. Whoever we want to die, they will die!"
Controlling life and death, the bandits were kings!
Rumble!
The huge sword light slashed out, but it had no effect. Even an ant could bite an elephant to death. Ye Fei could not imprison the sandstorm wall. He alone could not deal with a hundred thousand sandworms.
"The Sword Monarch lost?"
Many cultivators were in despair when they saw Ye Fei retreating.
"No, the Sword Monarch will not lose!"
Even more cultivators were unwilling. They did not want to die, and they did not want Ye Fei to lose. Of course, Ye Fei did not want to lose either.
"I promised Qian Xiaolong that I would protect his sand boat. A man can die in battle, but he cannot go back on his promise! So what if there are a hundred thousand sandworms? Even if there are a million or ten million of them, I have nothing to fear! "
As long as the War Demon did not die, the flames of war would never be extinguished!
Rumble!
The last words of the Demon Emperor before he left flashed through Ye Fei's mind. Suddenly, a resplendent golden light exploded from Ye Fei's body.
Kill!
Ye Fei roared furiously. His entire body was like a dazzling golden meteor, and also like a huge golden sword shadow. He whistled as he charged forward.
Boom!
Heaven and earth shook, and countless people were shocked.
Ye Fei's body collided with the wall of wind and sand, creating a huge bloody hole in it. Countless sandworms were crushed by Ye Fei just like that. Ye Fei stepped on their corpses and continued forward, killing the dozen or so bandits who were still blowing the horn behind him.
"The Wall of Wind and Sand was broken through?"
It wasn't until now that the martial artists on the sand boat regained their composure. They were shocked by Ye Fei's terrifying strength. Even if Fu Renjie or Lin Tianjiao were here, they wouldn't be able to do better than Ye Fei.
Then, a strong fighting spirit surged in everyone's heart.
Ye Fei had used his own actions and his fearless fighting style to finally inspire the fighting spirit of this group of martial artists. In the end, they were also geniuses of the Northern Divine Region. In the end, they were also the pride of their respective regions.
"Long live the Sword Monarch of the North Sea!"
"Well done, Sword Monarch of the North Sea!"
"Brothers, show some courage! The Sword Monarch is fighting for us outside, we can't let him down! Protect the sand boat! "
"As long as the boat lives, we live. If the boat dies, we die!"
"Sword Monarch, we don't have the ability to fight side by side with you. All we can do is help you protect the sand boat!"
Many martial artists roared. They were filled with passion and had forgotten their fear. One by one, they roared and rushed out of the sand boat with bloodshot eyes, fighting the approaching sandworms.
"These youths have gone mad!" Some of the bandits were puzzled. In their opinion, the martial artists on the sand boat should have collapsed in fear after being surrounded by so many terrifying sandworms.
But now, not only were they not running for their lives in fear, they were actually united and fighting with their lives on the line?
"As expected of a proud son of heaven from the Northern Divine Region! This North Sea Sword Monarch actually used his own fighting spirit to ignite everyone's fighting spirit. No wonder the Sand Monarch always said that if a proud son of heaven is strong, then the Northern Divine Region is strong. If a proud son of heaven is weak, then the Northern Divine Region is weak. "
Among the bandits, a scar-faced leader with a fierce expression was the first to put away the sandworm horn in his hand. Then, he ordered, "Retreat immediately. This swarm of sandworms probably can't stop the North Sea Sword Monarch."
"F * ck, these people are lucky. There's actually a tough one among them."
This group of bandits had cunning expressions. Seeing that the sandworms were unable to trap Ye Fei, they turned and left, swaggering away.
In any case, there were many martial artists who had entered the desert. If they failed here, they could return and set up another ambush. They could always kill a thousand or so people and make a fortune from the dead.
At the same time, the bandits were not worried that Ye Fei would chase after them. This was because the desert had been affected by the battle between the Great Emperors and had become very strange. Ordinary martial artists would be attacked by the fire poison accumulated in the desert the moment they stepped on the ground. In mild cases, they would be afflicted with hundreds of illnesses. In severe cases, the fire poison would attack their hearts and cause their blood to dry up and die.
This was also the reason why the bandits dared to run rampant in the desert. Other than them, ordinary martial artists would not be able to survive in the desert.
However, they had forgotten one thing. As a proud son of heaven, Ye Fei was no ordinary martial artist.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Ye Fei's figure constantly shuttled through the sandstorm, brutally smashing through layer after layer of sandstorm walls. At this moment, he finally realized how strange this sandstorm was.
Not only was it as hot as fire, but when it came into contact with a martial artist's skin, it would also emit fire poison that would affect the circulation of a martial artist's vital essence.
If it were any other proud son of heaven, they would definitely not pursue after the bandits when they realized this situation. However, Ye Fei was different.
He still had the ancient beast mark that Wang Bai had given him. This beast mark was very special. It could allow Ye Fei to adapt to all kinds of environments. Even the cold air of the Millennium Cold Pond could not do anything to Ye Fei. Now that he was facing fire poison, how could Ye Fei retreat?
"Ancient beast mark, activate!"
After confirming that he had already rushed behind the sandworms and that the martial artists on the sand boats would not be able to see him, Ye Fei did not hesitate and immediately activated the beast mark.
A layer of mysterious and luxurious scale armor covered Ye Fei's body. However, this was no longer a scale armor that flowed like water. Instead, it was a layer of earthy yellow stone armor. It was like a rock that enveloped Ye Fei.
At this moment, Ye Fei also looked like a stone man. He rushed out of the sandstorm and landed heavily on the ground. The entire ground emitted a loud rumbling sound, as if a huge boulder had landed on the ground.
Those bandits who had been swaggering and leisurely retreating after their sneak attack failed all widened their eyes. They stared in horror at the stone-like Ye Fei.
"How is this possible? He actually broke through the encirclement of a hundred thousand sandworms so quickly. He can even walk on the sand!"
Some of the bandits' faces were filled with disbelief.
"Not good. He is a beast mark inheritor. He can even resist the fire poison in the quicksand!"
The desert chief, on the other hand, roared in shock. Then, without calling for his companions, he only cared about himself and tried to escape at the fastest speed in his life.
It was also at this moment that the other bandits finally reacted. The leisurely look on their faces was no longer present. All of them hated that their parents had given them two more legs, preventing them from running fast enough.
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