Supreme Martial Artist

Chapter 2301: Distribution of Power!

Ye Xinghe observed calmly.

He found that the people who stood up were all wearing black clothes like himself, with a flame symbol embroidered on their chests.

Ye Xinghe condensed a water mirror and looked at it.

He found that his appearance was the same as in reality.

He was moved and whispered: "Can I change my appearance?"

The hollow voice of Taixu Saint Realm sounded.

"Each world can only be changed once."

Ye Xinghe nodded, his heart moved slightly.

So, the face quietly changed and turned into an ordinary face.

Ye Xinghe quickly scanned the situation in the field.

There were a total of eight people who came in this trip.

And most of them were panicked.

Ye Xinghe thought to himself: "I'm afraid they are also newcomers who came in for the first time."

In fact, to be honest, Ye Xinghe is also a newcomer.

But because he was too smart, he got too much information before entering.

So he is already quite experienced.

A young master in a red robe with gold embroidery shouted angrily, "Damn it, who did this!"

"Who is this enemy who brought me here? Get out of here. What kind of ability do you have to sneak around behind my back?" "I am the son of the Nangong family of the Lieyang Dynasty, Nangong Yiming!"

"How dare you treat me like this!"

This man is obviously a playboy, born in an extraordinary family, and is used to being arrogant.

He didn't know his current situation and thought he was being plotted against by his enemies.

Suddenly, the eyes of several people fell on him.

There was also a girl who said in panic: "I was resting at home, why did I suddenly come here?"

"Who brought me here? Please come out and meet me!"

"If I have offended you, I will apologize!"

This man is obviously more scheming than Nangong Yiming, and he did not reveal his family background.

For a while, there was a lot of noise and chaos here.

A burly middle-aged man with a cold face looked at them and shook his head slightly.

He looked at everyone and said calmly: "Okay, do you all know your situation?"

"This is not the Xuanhuang World, but another world sent by the Taixu Saint Realm!"

"And our mission this time is probably very difficult. Have you received the mission prompt?"

"What a bullshit mission prompt!"

Before he finished speaking, Nangong Yiming cursed impatiently.

He looked at the cold and burly middle-aged man with a sinister look.

"Are you sent by my enemy? Why are you pretending here!"

"Tell you, send me back to the Nangong family quickly, otherwise you will..."

Before he finished speaking, the burly middle-aged man smiled coldly, walked in front of him, and stretched out one hand.

Nangong Yiming resisted instinctively.

But with a 'click' sound, his palm was directly broken!

He screamed in pain.

And the next moment, the burly middle-aged man had grabbed his collar and lifted him up directly.

Then a slap was slapped hard on his face.

Five finger marks were left, and it swelled up instantly!

Nangong Yiming yelled in shock: "You dare to attack me, I am Nangong."

The burly middle-aged man sneered: "I'm hitting you!"

Another slap.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Another slap.

"Do you think this is still the Xuanhuang World!"

Another slap.

"You keep talking nonsense here, and you dare to make a loud noise. If you provoke enemies, everyone will die!"

The burly middle-aged man beat and scolded.

After a while, Nangong Yiming was beaten like a pig's head.

At this time, Nangong Yiming showed fear in his eyes, and his voice was unclear.

"I don't dare, spare my life, spare my life!"

He realized at this time that the middle-aged man with a cold look in front of him really dared to beat him to death!

The cold middle-aged man stopped.

He threw him aside, glanced at everyone, and said coldly: "I have participated in two missions, and I am considered a senior person among the trial immortals."

"If you don't want to die, listen to what I say next!"

His authority just now was obviously very effective, and everyone looked stern and cold.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "You can call me the Three-Faced Buddha."

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly.

Nangong Yiming's strength is average, only about the fourth level of the Martial God Realm.

And this Three-Faced Buddha is quite good, having reached the peak of the fifth level of the Martial God Realm.

And Ye Xinghe felt that he didn't seem to have done his best.

The Three-Faced Buddha said coldly: "As a senior person, I didn't want to care about you."

"The reason for the kind reminder is that this mission world is the fourth level, and the mission is very dangerous!"

"So I need every bit of strength to have this patience!"

"My patience is also limited. Now you should clarify the current situation first."

"If anyone dares to make trouble again and disrupt the overall situation, I will kill him with a palm!"

As he spoke, his domineering attitude was exposed.

Because he just glanced at them and found that he was the strongest among them.

And he was a senior, so he naturally had to lead them!

Everyone also had some knowledge.

After calming down, he began to search the Taixu Holy Land.

Suddenly, their expressions changed drastically, and then they all exclaimed in surprise that there is such a magical thing in this world!

At this time, the cold and indifferent voice of Master Taixu suddenly sounded in Ye Xinghe's mind.

"Mission World: The Demon Lord's World."

"Task difficulty: Level 4."

"Mission identity: disciple of Demon God Palace."

"Mission goal: survive!"

These last three words slammed into Ye Xinghe's mind.

Then a wry smile appeared on his lips.

Ye Xinghe thought to himself: "This time, it is really dangerous!"

"This kind of goal is often the most difficult and most dangerous!"

There is only one mission goal, and that is to survive.

This itself already shows that this mission is extremely dangerous, and murderous intent is everywhere!

That's why no other tasks were assigned to him.

Because just surviving would consume everything they had!

Ye Xinghe remained calm and looked at the people around him.

But their expressions were quite ugly.

Ye Xinghe estimated that the prompts they received should be similar to his own.

At this time, the burly three-faced Buddha, who looked like an iron tower, clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention.

He said loudly: "Okay, everyone must have received the reminder from Lord Taixu!"

Nangong Yiming suddenly interrupted him, frowned and asked, "What does it mean to survive this mission?"

Interrupted by him, the Three-faced Buddha looked calm and said calmly: "Surviving means that this mission world is extremely dangerous, so much so that Lord Taixu believes that we have no spare power to complete any mission."

"So just surviving is already exhausting everything, do you understand?"