"Is this the banana treasure fan in Fengshen Valley? It is said to be an out-and-out artifact! Immortal, coexisting with heaven and earth!" Someone stared at the banana treasure fan in Feng Lie's hand, surprised.

"It shouldn't be, the Basho Treasure Fan is the treasure of the Fengshen Valley, even if Feng Lie is the most outstanding descendant of the Fengshen Valley, it is impossible to inherit the Basho Treasure Fan in this grade. It should be an imitation!" someone said his own judgment.

Everyone nodded one after another, feeling that this made sense, the divine power required to wave the real banana treasure fan was huge, and the wind could not be waved at all, and it would be sucked dry by the banana treasure fan in an instant!

"Looking at its fluctuations, at least it has reached the king level, it is a spiritual weapon! Such an imitation is not weak, it is not something that a monk of our level can compete with. Someone said.

Zhang Jiayong worked hard to adjust his state, he didn't dare to be careless, through the words of everyone, he roughly understood the power of the banana treasure fan, even if it was an imitation, if he didn't deal with it carefully, it was still possible to be torn apart!

Call!

The wind swayed, and the banana fan swept through a semicircle in the air, very slowly, but it looked very heavy, and a hurricane formed, as if it had a powerful force that swept the heavens.

At first, the hurricane moved very slowly, which can be described as a snail crawling, but later, the speed increased exponentially, and the wind became stronger and stronger.

"I see how you can survive under such a powerful wind! When a king-level powerhouse attacked and killed me, he didn't die under this treasure fan!" Feng Lie said coldly, telling a secret that shocked everyone.

Even a king-level powerhouse can only fall into the super gangfeng! The on-site fryer, this is really too against the sky! As long as the wind is fierce, as long as the treasure fan is in hand, which young powerhouse can compete with it?

Many people at the scene have recognized their identity and status at this moment, and after all, they can only serve as the foil of some of the most powerful young supremes! The difference in strength is too great, and there is no way to fight!

There are still some people who still have firm eyes, Feng Lie is just using a powerful weapon, which is a foreign object, and it is impossible to rely on it for the rest of his life!

Everywhere the hurricane passed, the grass and trees were uprooted, the void seemed to be crushed, and there were even bursts of thunder! It was caused by the violent friction between the wind and the air! The power contained in the storm was extremely powerful!

Everyone's hearts were awe-inspiring, and they asked themselves that if they faced this hurricane, their bodies would be torn apart by the wind inside in an instant, and their flesh and blood would be shattered into nothingness.

In the face of such a powerful hurricane, how will Zhang Jiayong face it?

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and a ten-zhang mountain peak lying across the ground was directly shattered by the gangfeng, and the hurricane became more and more powerful, and even the ground was stirred up to the sky.

Zhang Jiayong can perceive the powerful power contained in it, but he is not afraid, the Huangquan treasure body has been cultivated, he has self-confidence, in this world, the strong below the king level, no matter what means are used, it is difficult to tear his body!

Not even the power of an artifact imitation will not work!

Zhang Jiayong's eyes were bright, and at this moment, he took the initiative to meet the hurricane and plunged into it!

Everyone exclaimed, all of them thought that Zhang Jiayong was crazy, why didn't he even want his life like this!

"Don't do it yourself!" Feng Lie snorted coldly, originally he was worried that Zhang Jiayong would escape the sweep of the hurricane, but now he is not worried, Zhang Jiayong actually threw himself into the net!

The hurricane is composed of endless gangfeng, these gangfeng are enough to tear Zhang Jiayong's body, Feng Lie does not believe that Zhang Jiayong can survive it, this is out of his confidence in the artifact of the town faction!

In the past, the Wind God Valley also dominated the world, and as soon as the banana treasure fan came out, the monks in the world were all disobedient, and no one dared to disobey the will of the Wind God Valley.

"Oh my God! he didn't break!" someone pointed to the hurricane, where a figure was swaying, fighting with the hurricane winds.

"He won't last long!" Feng Lie said disdainfully.

But gradually, half an hour passed, Zhang Jiayong still persevered in the hurricane, and everyone was surprised and amazed at the strength of Zhang Jiayong's body.

"The Huangquan Treasure Body is really good, but he can't hold on anymore!" Feng Lie comforted himself, attributing Zhang Jiayong's ability to hold out for half an hour to his Huangquan Treasure Body.

Several young powerhouses on the spotter stared at the figure in the hurricane, and some of them changed color slightly, realizing that Zhang Jiayong was a young supreme who could compete with them! If Zhang Jiayong's realm was raised and he fought with them at the same level, the outcome would really be unpredictable.

Another hour and a half have passed, Zhang Jiayong has been fighting Gangfeng in the hurricane for two hours, and everyone is already a little stunned, this lord's body is too strong, right?

"Is the Huangquan Treasure Body so powerful? If he didn't have the Huangquan Treasure Body, he would definitely not be able to hold out for that long!" Feng Lie's face was a little unsightly, and he hadn't been able to wipe out Zhang Jiayong.

In the hurricane, a huge vacuum has appeared, where there is nothing left, and the grass and earth and rocks have all been shattered into nothingness by the wind.

"Roar!" there was a long howl from within the hurricane, like the sound of gods and demons, which was deafening.

"Will he not be able to hold on?" someone said, thinking that this was Zhang Jiayong's last roar, and he was about to be destroyed by Gangfeng.

"No, his fighting spirit is getting stronger ......and stronger! A long howl that only came out when it was extremely cool!" Someone sensed the truth and said with an incredulous expression.

"Pervert, is he going to use the wind to refine his body?" said someone in surprise and excitement, as if the person who roared in the hurricane was himself.

"Amitabha, if this little friend goes on like this, his physique will definitely be comparable to the golden body of Buddhism!" Two golden rays of light shot out of the Buddha's eyes, and his face was very ordinary, not showing a trace of emotion, no one could guess his attitude at this time.

In the hurricane, Zhang Jiayong is very happy, after the baptism of Gangfeng, layer after layer of impurities in the body have been forced out, the whole body looks more textured, Huangquan treasure body lingers around a layer of faint golden light, setting him off like a god.

Yes!

At this moment, an accident happened, and Lu Dongfa, who was fighting with Shixin on the side, suddenly slapped a palm at the hurricane, and in that palm, with the power of the emperor's weapon, instantly made the hurricane even more violent, and the gangfeng inside was criss-crossed, without the original rhythm.

The gang storm moved, Zhang Jiayong was injured in an instant, and a wisp of gang wind was slashed by his shoulder, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade, and a bloody gap appeared.

Zhang Jiayong roared, the immortal magic was activated, the wound on his shoulder healed instantly, the time was almost up, Zhang Jiayong knew that Feng Lie and Lu Dongfa outside couldn't sit still, they would definitely do whatever it took to attack themselves.

Moreover, the physical body is almost tempered, unless the next step is to lure Gangfeng into the body, but now is not the time to do this, there are strong enemies outside.

Zhang Jiayong raised his fist, which seemed to be unremarkable, but in fact, with tens of millions of equal strength, the hurricane was blasted away at once, and the wind shot out in all directions, and many people watching the battle suffered unjustified disasters.

Zhang Jiayong rushed out of the hurricane, waiting for him was Feng Lie's big fist, Feng Lie was very unhappy at this time, angry and powerless, why did he not be able to wipe out Zhang Jiayong, this is a little strong who can't be killed?

Zhang Jiayong was fearless, raised his fist to bombard, and in just a moment of effort, the two of them bombarded dozens or hundreds of punches, and each bombardment would produce a huge wave of qi, making the wind stir within a radius of ten miles.

Zhang Jiayong changed his move, a whip leg, swept at Feng Lie's left ribs, Feng Lie was injured and flew out, but at the moment of flying out, he threw out a blood-colored knife, this knife is very terrifying, there is an invisible idea on it, locking Zhang Jiayong, Zhang Jiayong is unavoidable, his right chest was pierced by a blood-colored knife, and a small hole appeared before and after.

After another half hour, both of them were seriously wounded, and now, it was all a will to fight that sustained them in fighting each other.

"The wind is defeated. The Darkman suddenly muttered to himself, then took a few steps back and left the battlefield, apparently he was in a position to not intervene at this moment.

"Feng Lie's Dao heart has begun to be unstable, and defeat is a matter of time, on the other hand, that young man's fighting spirit is getting higher and higher, and at this time, it seems that he has entered a special Dao realm. The Qilin Little Sage also saw something.

"Amitabha, when the Wind Donor began to doubt himself, he was already defeated. The Buddha recited the Buddha's name, closed his eyes, no longer paid attention to the battlefield situation, and seemed to go to Mount Meru with the supreme Buddha in his heart.

Half an hour later, Feng Lie coughed up a mouthful of blood, and at the same time, a terrible crack appeared on the right half of his body, in fact, the bones in his body had long been broken, and they were all shattered by Zhang Jiayong!

Although Zhang Jiayong's realm is not as good as Feng Fierce, but the Huangquan Treasure Body is really strong, making his flesh god unparalleled! And with the Xuanxin Sect's anti-heaven martial arts immortal magic technique, although he was also seriously injured, it was not as tragic as Feng Lie.

In the last blow, Zhang Jiayong punched out, and Feng Lie was directly blown up by him! A spiritual consciousness that had not yet turned into a primordial spirit rushed out of his heavenly spirit cover, wanting to escape, Zhang Jiayong spread his Kunpeng wings, and in an instant, he came to the front of that spiritual consciousness, and when he stepped on it, the spiritual consciousness was destroyed!

At this point, the wind has fallen!

Everyone was speechless in shock, that was a middle-level martial arts commander! Among the younger generation, he was definitely a respected figure, and he was killed like this!

Lu Dongfa was frightened, and he had already had the idea of retreating, looking for an opportunity to get rid of Shixin's entanglement.

Rumble!

At this moment, there was a loud bang in the air, and a large crack opened in the sky, and a behemoth fell from the sky, so huge that it almost covered the entire sky.

Not only in the Yellow Springs area, but everyone in the Void God Island had seen that big crack, because it was so big that they couldn't even notice it.

A huge crystal tablet fell from the great crack and was suspended in mid-air, and the immortal aura on it was very extraordinary.

"Void Crystal Stele!" someone exclaimed, revealing what this stele was.

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