The terrifying wave of energy erupted from Ye Feng's body, forming a massive torrent-like tsunami, clashing with the momentum of the crowd. This frightening aura continuously collided, causing ripples to rise in the air and generating electrical currents, which intertwined and intertwined in the void.
Facing over two thousand martial artists, Ye Feng's eyes showed determination, arrogance, and defiance, full of war intent, without the slightest fear, filled with confidence.
"Trample Luoying!" The terrifying sonic wave, full of endless majesty, these four words were like four giant sonic hammers, pounding heavily on the chest of everyone present, making them feel a wave of discomfort.
Ye Feng stood against the wind, endless waves of air slamming into him, his clothes fluttering with the wind, looking like the War God standing between heaven and earth, with boundless war intent, earth-shaking.
