It should be known that Ye Feng is now facing thirty-two formidable opponents at the Great Perfection level of the True God Realm, including Daoist Qingzhu and the cold-hearted man, both of whom are at the Infinite True God Realm level. The weakest among them are at the Mixed Element True God level.

How could Ye Feng possibly deal with so many strong opponents alone? Even those at the Great Perfection level of the True God Realm are hard for Ye Feng to handle.

The crowd stared at Ye Feng in a daze, engulfed in silence, looking at Ye Feng in shock, wondering if they misheard.

"Hahaha~~~" At this moment, the cold-hearted man suddenly laughed loudly.

The laughter echoed clearly around, and after hearing the cold-hearted man’s laughter, everyone joined in laughing.

"Hahaha~~~" Instantly, one by one, the powerful warriors burst into hearty laughter, and everyone laughed together, even Daoist Qingzhu and Daoist Xuanming laughed, their eyes showing disdain.

"Hahaha~~" The laughter echoed around, continuously resonating near Ye Feng and the other two.

Listening to the laughter, the expressions of Qingshan and Zimo became extremely unpleasant, frowning as if about to burst into tears.

At this moment, every minute felt extremely slow and torturous for Qingshan and Zimo.

The cold-hearted man laughed so hard that tears streamed down as he looked at Daoist Qingzhu and asked, "Daoist Qingzhu, from where did you find such a rare specimen with a problem in his head, who wants to kill all of us?"

"Hahaha~~~" After finishing speaking, the cold-hearted man laughed loudly again, the laughter from the crowd growing even louder, eyes filled with scorn towards Ye Feng, leaving Qingshan and Zimo frozen in expression.

"Swoosh!" At that instant, a sword light flashed directly, creating a ripple in space, and a shadow swiftly moved across.

Instantly, blood spurted like a pillar, cascading like a fountain, as a head flew high and fell to the ground.

Finally, that head rolled to Ye Feng’s feet; it was the head of the cold-hearted man.

The cold-hearted man froze, everyone froze, the entire audience froze, time and space seemed to stand still, everyone held their breath, stunned at Ye Feng, unable to believe what just happened.

Just a moment ago, Ye Feng’s space rules erupted; the Dark Sky appeared in his hand, he drew his sword and slashed, executing the Heaven Slaying Sword.

It was Ye Feng combining his space rules, a creation of his own, Slaughter Heaven was unsheathed, one sword of Slaughter Heaven, spatial division; the speed of the sword ignored space and distance, reaching the utmost speed, even the cold-hearted man couldn’t react.

The cold-hearted man’s head was directly sliced off by Ye Feng, yet he did not die immediately.

Ye Feng stepped on the cold-hearted man’s head and coolly asked, "Did I let you laugh? Who gave you the courage?" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Silence filled the venue, the cold-hearted man looked at Ye Feng in terror, even Qingshan and Zimo were dumbfounded, unable to understand.

"How... how did you do it? Why can you kill me?" The cold-hearted man was completely baffled.

After all, he was an Infinite True God, and Ye Feng was just a Martial Artist at the peak of the True God Realm; their levels had three full differences, yet Ye Feng instantly killed him, something the cold-hearted man couldn’t accept at all.

"Because you are too weak..." Ye Feng spoke apathetically, his eyes filled with contempt, then exerted force underfoot.

"Puff~~" With a muffled sound, as the cold-hearted man was about to say something, Ye Feng didn’t give him a chance, directly crushing his head.

The crowd completely froze where they stood, staring blankly at the scene, their hearts unable to accept, filled with untold fear.

They didn’t know how Ye Feng did it, why he possessed such terrifying and powerful strength.

Daoist Xuanming and Daoist Qingzhu’s hearts raced, they already realized Ye Feng’s capability; since Ye Feng could instantly slay the cold-hearted man with one sword, he could similarly kill Daoist Qingzhu.

"Boom!" In the blink of an eye, Daoist Qingzhu elevated his speed to the utmost limit, attempting to leave.

"Die!" With an angry shout, Ye Feng drew his sword and slashed, the sword light like a shadow, splitting space and flying over.

That sword speed, swift to the extreme, as if capable of destroying everything, instantly swept past Daoist Qingzhu’s neck.

"Puff~~" Blood sprayed out, head immediately separating from the body, Daoist Qingzhu stared at Ye Feng in shock.

"Impossible!" Daoist Qingzhu couldn’t comprehend; she had been extremely vigilant of Ye Feng.

She witnessed Ye Feng’s attack, yet the speed of his sword was such that she couldn’t react.

Even though she saw when Ye Feng drew the sword, she couldn’t manage to defend in time.

Daoist Qingzhu’s head fell, hitting the ground directly, life dissipating, dying instantly...

Daoist Xuanming, those prisoners, looked at Ye Feng in terror, their bodies trembling, looking at Ye Feng as if looking at a monster.

Ye Feng was merely at the True God peak, yet how could he so easily defeat an Infinite True God.

Everyone was terrified, unable to believe, feeling as if dreaming, breaths becoming rapid.

Ye Feng coldly looked at the people around and asked, "Is it funny? Why are you not laughing?"

Everyone remained silent, nobody dared to speak, Ye Feng’s gaze fell on a prisoner at the Heavenly Illusion True God level: "Is it funny?" After hearing Ye Feng, the face of the True God peak expert turned exceedingly unpleasant, not daring to speak.

"Can’t you retort?" Ye Feng frowned, drew his sword and slashed, sword light flew, blood splattered, head instantly flew out.

The expert at the Heavenly Illusion True God level didn’t react and was directly killed by Ye Feng’s sword.

Then, Ye Feng looked at another expert at the Heavenly Illusion True God level and asked, "Is it funny?"

The Heavenly Illusion True God expert dared not answer negatively, trembling all over, "No... no... not funny..."

"Puff!" Another sound, blood sprayed, Ye Feng swung his sword, directly killing the opponent, looking at the dead body, Ye Feng sneered, shaking his head: "If it’s not funny, why were you laughing?"

Everyone remained silent, bodies trembling, at this time three prisoners simultaneously fled in different directions.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!" Ye Feng drew his sword instantly, three consecutive slashes.