Volume 3 Empire Chapter 134 The Power of Divine Soldiers

"Oh?" Feng Yang looked at Wang Qilong, whose aura was gradually getting stronger, "There is also a secret method?"

"Hmph! This is my Yunyang Sect's secret method, exploding the wind!" Wang Qilong was very proud, "This is a black secret method, which can make me, a powerhouse at the peak of the Powder Martial King, become a Qingbo powerhouse." ”

Feng Yang nodded and said with a smile: "Since you have become Qingbo's strength, then I won't pretend." ”

As he spoke, Feng Yang flew up, stepped on the void, and flew up directly.

Feng Yang stood in the air, looked at Wang Qilong below, beckoned, and said, "Come up!"

The people of the Yunyang Sect looked at Feng Yang who was rising in the air, and they all looked at him with their mouths wide open.

"He turned out to be a Qingbo powerhouse!"

"No wonder he is so strong, he can directly punch Uncle Wang Feng away!"

Even Wang Qilong stared blankly at Feng Yang in the sky, he didn't expect that his opponent just now turned out to be a real Qingbo powerhouse.

"Come on?" Feng Yang looked at Wang Qilong and said, "Didn't you use the secret method to promote to Qingbo, and you can't even walk in the air?"

"Hmph, you hillbilly, you don't even know what the role of the secret method is! The secret method can only increase the attack speed, and special skills can't be used at all!"

"I see. Feng Yang nodded, he himself just wondered why Wang Qilong didn't dare to fly, it turned out that his secret method could only raise the breath, and could not form energy crystals in the qi mansion. So of course Wang Qilong can't fly.

"Wait......" Feng Yang suddenly remembered something, "He just said that I was a hillbilly, I didn't know anything?"

Feng Yang couldn't help laughing, who the hell didn't know!

Sighing, Feng Yang slowly fell from the sky: "You are really boring, I still want to have a good fight with you, it's a pity." ”

"Hmph, although I can't fly, my strength and speed have reached the height of Qingbo, so it's not necessarily whether you or I win or lose!"

Saying that, Wang Qilong rushed directly towards Feng Yang, waved the sword in his hand, and the cold light pointed straight at Feng Yang.

Feng Yang waved the wind gun in his hand, and he was also head-on, and the collision between the gun and the sword directly sparked. In fact, this is also a contest between holy soldiers and divine soldiers.

Every time the weapons collided, it was a shock.

"This divine weapon is really not ordinary, it is the first time for me to fight with someone who uses a divine weapon. Feng Yang said in his heart, "My wind whistling gun is indeed not as powerful as his artifact, when can I get an artifact." "I want to think about it, but Feng Yang still has to continue to fight Wang Qilong.

I saw Feng Yang wave his hand, and a cyan air flow spread out on the tip of the wind gun, and a cyan vortex faintly appeared there.

"Howling wind!" Feng Yang shouted, his body moved, and he rushed directly towards Wang Qilong, stabbing into Wang Qilong's chest with a shot.

Wang Qilong waved the sword in his hand, and in an instant, a green light flashed, directly pressing on Feng Yang's howling wind gun. This time, it turned out to be interrupting Feng Yang's skill of stabbing forward.

Not only that, but at the same time, Feng Yang felt a shock from the wind gun, and his hand was numb, and it turned out to be Feng Yang's wind gun that fell to the ground.

Wang Qilong smiled slightly, and kicked the whistling wind gun to the side.

Feng Yang moved instantly, picked up the howling wind gun, and said: "The artifact is really powerful, admire and admire." ”

"That's!" Wang Qilong said with a smug smile.

"Alright. Feng Yang said, putting the wind gun back into the storage bracelet.

"Are you going to surrender?" Wang Qilong watched Feng Yang put his weapon away, and laughed, "What about Qingbo, it's not like I haven't defeated Qingbo's strong before!"

"You're thinking too much. Feng Yang looked at the proud Wang Qilong and said, "I just put away my weapons, who told you that I was going to surrender?"

As he spoke, Feng Yang flew up, the breath in the qi mansion surged, the energy crystals continued to flicker, and the clouds in the sky all turned red.

The majestic wind attribute energy continued to gather around Feng Yang, forming a huge cyan vortex. Feng Yang hooked the corners of his mouth, and the cyan vortex in front of him began to slowly shrink until it became a slap and laugh.

"Huoyun Tianfeng Pill!"

Feng Yang let out a loud shout, pushed forward with his right palm, and the huge energy swept everything forward, and the compressed Fire Cloud Heavenly Wind Pill exploded instantly, with huge power, and even shattered the void!

Everyone present was shocked, no one thought that Feng Yang could use such a powerful skill to shatter the void, that is at least the strength of the Jin Zun, the advanced skills can only be done, and looking at the entire ancient empire, hundreds of millions of people, there are less than fifty Jin Zun powerhouses.

The explosion brought by the Huoyun Heavenly Wind Pill directly impacted the entire space, and Wang Qilong looked at the huge energy that swept towards him, and his heart suddenly cooled.

I will definitely not be able to catch such a move, and if I am unlucky, I may be hit by this move and fall directly!

Wang Qilong used all his strength, and even summoned the Pink Immortal Armor.

Seeing Wang Qilong's Pink Armor, Feng Yang couldn't help but give Wang Qilong a thumbs up, this person's talent is indeed good, but it's a pity that he is an opponent, and he looks very arrogant.

What kind of defensive skills, the Powder Armor, were all summoned by Wang Qilong, and at this moment, Wang Qilong was directly shocked by the attacking energy wave, and he actually retreated a few hundred meters, just like Wang Feng, he crashed into the wall of the training ground, and blood continued to flow out of his mouth.

"Uncle Feng, I really tried my best. Wang Qilong looked at Wang Feng lying on the ground ashamedly, shook his head, and said.

Wang Feng's condition is not very good, although he is no longer vomiting blood in his mouth, but his body is very weak.

"You can't beat him, it's understandable. Wang Feng coughed and said, "The skill it used just now is at least a red skill, and his background is no worse than yours." ”

"I even used the Qingfeng Armor that the ancestor gave me, and I was still beaten like this by his moves, and the power of his moves is really powerful. Wang Qilong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said slowly, "I can fight the average Qingbo in the early days, but he is really strong, but we have never heard of such a person in the royal team before." ”

"He's certainly not from the Royals. Wang Feng said, "He is definitely a foreign aid invited by the Royal Team, and he is very likely to be someone who has been poached by forces on other continents." Although such people, there are very few. ”

Feng Yang didn't know what the old man and the young man were talking about, he just looked at Wang Qilong, who was flying upside down, and said to himself: "It turned out to be a saint-level armor, otherwise this move would directly abolish him." ”

Feng Yang thought about it, and looked at Xue Qingli, Sun Junlong, Jia Mengchen and others on the side, they all seemed to be able to cope smoothly, Feng Yang was also relieved, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Sun Junlong watched Feng Yang fight, this time he really admired Feng Yang's five-body throw, Feng Yang alone relied on his own strength to directly solve the other party's two main forces.

Feng Yang's style of play saw that all the players were enthusiastic, everyone was excited, and the momentum and strength of the attack were greatly improved.

Of course, seeing that their main forces were easily solved by one of the opposing parties, the people of the Yunyang Sect were also demoralized, and they were defeated by the other members of the royal team without a while.

"Okay, I declare that the Royals will win this game!" the old man looked around and announced loudly, "Everyone has no objections, right?"

The whole audience was silent, everyone saw the strength of the Royal team, and no one questioned the results of the Royal team at all.

"Okay, then congratulations to the Royals for reaching the finals. The old man laughed.

"Yay!" everyone in the royal team cheered and threw themselves at Feng Yang, who was sitting on the ground.

"Win, win!" the crowd cheered.

In the evenings, the Royals sit together in the training room.

"This afternoon's intelligence, the Zhuge family's team successfully advanced to the finals, we will face the Zhuge family tomorrow morning, everyone must show their best state to meet tomorrow's game. Sun Junlong was very happy and excited, and said, "As long as we can successfully enter the continental competition, our graduation will basically be no problem, so as long as we win tomorrow, I will treat everyone to a good meal first!"

"Good!" everyone laughed, all of them full of fighting spirit.

Just yesterday, they were still anxious about whether they would embarrass the royal family this time, and they were still anxious about the lack of people, but today, they seem to have felt that they will definitely win in this selection competition.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, I will do my best to defeat as many people as possible. The whole team of them is the peak of the Powder Immortal Warrior King, and besides, they are all relatively old people. Combat experience is very strong, so everyone should be careful. Feng Yang said.

"Yes, Feng Yang is right, we must not take it lightly. Sun Junlong nodded, "Your Majesty also taught us that no matter when, no matter what strength the opponent is, we can't underestimate the enemy. ”

Everyone nodded their heads and dispersed.

Back at the inn, Feng Yang first poured himself a cup of tea, and then sat on a chair. Feng Yang originally didn't like to drink tea, but since he met Yi Zihan, he slowly liked tea.

"Brother Feng Yang, do you have a goal for this intercontinental competition?" Xue Qingli also sat on the chair, also poured a cup of tea, and asked.

"Take the first?" Feng Yang said with a smile.

"I think you can do it. Xue Qingli took a sip of tea, and then was burned, and said while sticking out her tongue.

"Hopefully, there are heavens outside the sky in this world, there are people outside the people, and there are not a few strange people and strange things. Feng Yang put down the teacup and said, "It's best to be the first." ”

This is what Master Yi Zihan expects of him.

"Just do your best. Xue Qing departed, "You are already super perverted, and you have become a Qingbo on the cultivation side, how can people like us balance." ”

Feng Yang shook his head and did not speak.

"Okay, it's not early, I'm going to rest. Xue Qingli got up, took the sword with her, and walked out of Feng Yang's room, leaving Feng Yang alone.

"Master, I'm already a young uncle. Feng Yang said to himself, "I will work harder and become stronger!"