Seeing Wu Yong's strong attack, Fanyin raised his long stick without changing his face, and then slammed down on the eight entangled fire dragons, such a simple move directly scattered the eight fire dragons used by Wu, and even the remaining power was undiminished towards the spear used by Wu.

"What?" his own move was instantaneous, and this unbelievable scene made Wu Yong's face change and suddenly feel bad, and the force in his hand doubled, and he smashed towards the long stick with an indomitable momentum. "Thunder strike!" As if feeling a trace of pressure, Fanyin's brows furrowed slightly, and his mouth opened slightly, and a voice resounded clearly throughout the entire platform but it seemed extremely calm, only to see a rich purple light emitting from the stick in Fanyin's hand, instantly enveloping Wu Yong's entire body, and then there were bursts of deafening thunder and a miserable roar on the battle platform.

"Ahhh

"No, how could I, Wu Yong, be a genius disciple of the Yan Palace, be defeated so easily? I don't accept it, the beacon is burning the sky!" Wu roared violently, the spear in his hand rotated around his body at an extremely fast speed, and an incomparably surging and violent flame came out, dispersing all the thunder and lightning on his body, and then Wu Yong's body jumped, and a crimson light instantly appeared in the center of Fanyin's eyebrows, so fast that everyone could hardly react.

"Thunder Nine Heavens!" Fanyin's body retreated quickly, and while retreating, he also threw the long stick away, only to see that the long stick that was thrown away instantly turned purple and blue, and one after another tyrannical thunderbolts slashed down from it, and its density even permeated the entire battle platform, which made Wu Yong on the battle platform have to withdraw his attack and try his best to resist, after all, this large-scale thunder and lightning attack made him unavoidable.

Fanyin didn't dare to move, he needed to divide his spiritual power to control this move thundering nine heavens, if there was a slight difference in Chi Fanyin, he would be counterattacked, he and Wu Yong were the same as the sevenfold spiritual realm, and now the competition is whose spiritual power is more refined, who can persist to the end. "Damn, damn!" Wu Yong was also extremely aggrieved, in the face of the thunder and lightning, he could only resist with all his strength, and the aura in his body was rapidly consumed, which made him resentful and anxious in his heart.

"If this continues, Wu Yong will definitely lose, because that Fanyin was the seventh level of the Earth Spirit Realm as early as a year ago, and with his talent, even if he did not advance to the eighth level, it is not far behind, and Wu Yong, like me, has just advanced to the seventh level of the Earth Spirit Realm, so Wu Yong is very likely to lose. This scene shocked many people, even Xiao Jinran frowned and whispered, and Yan Feng after hearing this sentence was also worried about Wu Yong, after all, Wu Yong's Wu League and his own Fenglin Hall had been united, so Wu Yong was equivalent to his ally.

Wu Yong, who was standing under the thunderclouds, suddenly slowed down his movements, and a lot of thunder and lightning smashed on him, making him sluggish and spitting blood, but he still didn't care, resisting the thunder and lightning with one hand, but the other hand kept carving in mid-air, and a palpitating flame energy gradually filled the entire battle platform, which made the Sanyin on the opposite side suddenly feel a little bad in his heart.

"Oops, Wu Yong wants to use that trick. Seeing Wu Yong's movements, Xiao Jinran stood up excitedly and his face was solemn, "That move even I haven't fully mastered, wouldn't it be extremely dangerous for him to use it now, and it will even affect his foundation in the future." "What?" Hearing Xiao Jinran's words, Yan Feng also stood up, his eyes were full of worry, and he looked at Wu Yong, who was ragged by thunder and lightning on the platform, and his heart was extremely anxious. "Fury Qiankun, bastard, you give me death. Wu Yong's movements on the battle platform suddenly froze, and he saw an incomparably gorgeous flame six-pointed star array on Wu Yan's body, and from the six-pointed star, a deep red magma like blood condensed like water suddenly burst out.

"Burn him for me!" At this time, Wu Yong was covered with scars and skin, but he didn't care at all, he wanted to do it to the other party, even if he fought for his life, he couldn't lose. As Wu Yong's voice fell, I saw Wu Yong's entire body burning, as violent as a burning man, and a six-pointed star composed of flames appeared around his body, and then continued to expand, instantly enveloping most of the battle platform.

However, the hexagram's offensive seems to be incomparably powerful, but when it expands to a certain extent, it keeps flickering, as if it may dissipate at any time. "What kind of move is this, even I feel palpitations, it seems that I have to show all my strength, otherwise I won't be able to explain if I fall here. Seeing Wu's move to move the sky with momentum, Fanyin's brows finally furrowed tightly, and then he put down his hands, his whole body flashed with thunder, and an equally palpitating force erupted in vain.

"Thunderball, chop him for me. Sanskrit Yin also shouted, and countless circles of thunder and lightning rose from his head, and finally all fused together to form an incomparably dazzling purple spear. The six-pointed flame star around Wu Yong's body gradually shrank, and even the flames burning on Wu Yong's body merged into the six-pointed star in an instant, only to see that the six-pointed star finally shrank to the size of his head and rotated rapidly, and then suddenly roared away in the direction of Sanskrit.

The thunder and lightning spear above Fanyin's head was also condensed, and he saw that the spearhead of the thunder and lightning spear turned and stabbed at the roaring flame six-pointed star, and the two completely different energy attacks collided together in an instant. "Boom, boom!" The thunderbolt was deafening, and the entire battle platform turned into a sea of thunder and flames, and the sound was incessant, making everyone sweat.

"I didn't expect Wu Yong to practice the Angry Flame Qiankun to such a point, I'm afraid that even if I use this move, I won't be much stronger than him, but the other party's Thunder Wan Jun is also terrifying, I don't know if Wu Yong can hold it Xiao Jinran and Yan Feng at this moment have already stood up excitedly, looking at the battle platform filled with thunder and lightning and the sea of fire, but they are worried in their hearts.

"Senior Brother Wu Yong, he's too hard. Yan Feng was also shocked by Wu Yan's determination, and it was only now that he understood that Wu Yong, who was always cold and unsmiling on weekdays, would have such blood, which also made Yan Feng look at Wu Yong with admiration. The flames were still raging, and the thunder and lightning were still roaring, but at this moment, an extremely embarrassed figure rushed out of the battle platform, and the closed eyes and convulsing body all indicated that he had already fainted.

"It's not good, that's Senior Brother Wu Yong. "Yan Feng's body has been transformed by Yan Gu Du, so his visual senses are much stronger than ordinary people, and he was the first to find out that it was Wu Yong who was thrown out of the battle platform, so Yan Feng also reacted immediately. I saw that Yan Feng's body disappeared in a flash, and the speed was so fast that it was directly moving, and only three pieces of rusty star meteorite iron were left in the original seat. Yan Feng appeared beside him before Wu Yong's body landed, only to see Yan Feng grab Wu Yong's body with both hands and pull it back, just avoiding a flame and thunder that attacked from the platform, and then his body twisted and landed steadily on the ground outside the battle platform.

At the moment when Yan Feng landed steadily with Wu Yong, a figure appeared beside them, making Yan Feng slightly stunned, and only after seeing the identity of the person who came clearly did Yan Feng breathe a sigh of relief. "Elder Mo. "Put Wu Yong away, Yan Feng stood up and bowed slightly, and it was the Yan Palace Elder Mo who came to me.

"No need to be polite, your performance is in the eyes of me and other elders and even the two palace masters of Bingyan Palace, Wu Yong has not embarrassed our Yan Palace, I believe that Wu Yong will make some progress after this battle, but you, we are not surprised!"

Xiu Ling's attack was extremely violent, but just when everyone thought that the battle was over, the mutation suddenly came to life, and Yan Feng, who should have been completely destroyed by Xiu Ling's blow, rushed out of the smoke and dust unharmed, his face was light and unusual, and then Yan Feng raised the heavy ruler in his hand and smashed it at Xiu Ling, who was already stunned.

"The second slash of the Heavenly Phoenix Slash - Zhu Li Slash!" With a loud shout, the bearer swooped down towards Xiu Ling, and the golden flame in the sky instantly turned into a sacred Flame Pearl, and the Flame Flame Flame Glass flew in mid-air and then let out a sharp and piercing roar, and an even more fiery Heavenly Golden Yan burst out on his body in an instant, enveloping Xiu Ling's body.

There are a total of nine slashes in the Heavenly Phoenix Slash, the first slash is the Phoenix Slash Yan Feng has already learned, but the second Slash Zhu Li Slash is ten times more powerful than the Feng Yan Slash, and it must be cultivated in the Earth Spirit Realm to be able to perform it, and after Yan Feng uses the Heavenly Phoenix Battle Body to improve the cultivation breath, it is just the first time that Yan Feng uses the second slash of the Heavenly Phoenix Wing. Facing the fire Zhuli that rushed towards him in the air, Xiu Ling's breath was just when the old force had not gone and the new force had not arrived, and he was completely devoured by the huge and boundless Zhuli before he had time to react, compared to Yan Feng, who was also devoured by Xiu Ling's attack just now, Xiu Ling's terrible scream made everyone change color a little, and they didn't understand what kind of pain Xiu Ling was suffering at the moment.

"Zhu Li? It turned out to be Zhu Li? Isn't that a very powerful branch of the G family? It is said that this Zhu Li slash used to be the unpassed combat skill of the G family, how could this kid from the Bingyan Palace have this move?" "The G family has completely disappeared from this continent since that incident, this kid can actually know the tricks of the G family and can still be free, could it be that this kid is a descendant of the G family?

"If the G family really rises, won't the Qinglong family also get out of trouble? I am afraid that the pattern on this continent will be turned upside down again in the near future. Yan Feng didn't know how shocking his simple slash was in the eyes of some old immortals, because that slash represented the secret that had been isolated for hundreds of years, and represented two powerful families that were almost forgotten.

"Yan Feng's kid is really not simple, and I don't know what kind of connection he has with the G family, but I know that this kid is definitely not from the G family, didn't he have an adventure by chance, and got it by chance?"

"It seems that he must have had some adventures, you must know that when I first saw him, I was also shocked by his special physique. The Yan Palace Palace Master nodded, he was not as excited as Mo Yao, but he never expected that Yan Feng had grown to such a point, the slash just now was enough to compare to the full force of the seventh-fold or even eightfold attack of the ordinary Earth Spirit Realm, and this kind of powerful attack was enough to make the entire continent look sideways when placed on a kid who had only cultivated to the peak of the Xuan Spirit Realm. "Even the palace master, you were shocked, so what kind of rare anti-heaven physique is this kid who deserves so much attention from you?" Hearing the words of the Yan Palace Palace Master, I frowned and sat down, and then looked at the Yan Palace Lord and asked suspiciously.

"Absolute Pulse Physique!" "What? You said that Yan Feng, this little guy is a Absolute Pulse Physique? How is this possible, the Absolute Pulse Physique is still possible? Palace Master, are you right?" Mo Yao, who had just sat down, was shocked by the words of the Yan Palace Palace Master and bounced up again, as if he was sitting on the iron stool that was burned red in an instant, he stared at the Yan Palace Palace Master's face and checked it himself, but he didn't see that the Yan Palace Palace Master was joking with him for a long time. I don't have to lie to you, there is no doubt that this kid Yan Feng has a veinless physique, which is one of the reasons why I brought him back to Yan Palace, the purpose is to find out the secret of Yan Feng's physique, but I didn't expect this kid to be so competitive and make such obvious progress, I'm afraid it won't be long before his combat power can be comparable to the current Zhou Sheng and the others. ”

The palace master of the Yan Palace nodded lightly and continued, but he didn't know that his words were no less than a bombshell in my heart. Because of the information provided by Yan Feng, Elder Mo provoked me to be quite interested in Yan Feng, and he also went to investigate Yan Feng, this young disciple of Yan Palace had been promoted from the Xuanling Realm to the peak of the Xuanling Realm in less than two months after entering the palace, such a speed was staggering.

However, compared to his strong combat power, his promotion speed is almost negligible, at least Mo Yao I have never seen fighting across so many classes since I was born, and I am still in absolute advantage in the battle. When Mo Yan knew that Mo Li, the newly recruited apprentice of the Ice Palace Palace Master Ice Dust Dance, entered the palace on the same day as Yan Feng, and his cultivation was both in the Xuan Spirit Realm, and Mo Li's cultivation had already reached the first level of the Earth Spirit Realm, which made Elder Mo Yao I extremely shocked again, but in comparison, he was more concerned about Yan Feng's anti-heaven combat power.

Only with the fivefold cultivation of the Xuanling Realm abolished the life of a martial artist of the Earth Spirit Realm, and easily defeated the disciples of the Earth Spirit Realm with the sixfold of the Xuanling Realm alone, and also defeated the leader of the Evil Wolf Gang with the fourfold cultivation of the Xuanling Realm with only the sixfold peak of the Xuanling Realm, and now Yan Feng's cultivation is at the peak of the Xuanling Realm, God knows how rebellious Yan Feng's current combat power is, and has he used all his combat power? The battle continued, Yan Feng was not affected by the discussions around him in the slightest, he was very angry now, and the tyrannical anger in his heart finally found a crack to vent.

He remembered the appearance of Mo Li vomiting blood just now, remembered Mo Li's miserable white face, and remembered that Mo Li's crumbling delicacy was all given by the Fan Lin Ancient Temple, so he wanted to retaliate, he wanted to double the damage Mo Li suffered and return it to the Fan Lin Ancient Temple, so he killed Xiu Ling painfully, "Boom!" Yan Feng once again swung out the Wuque weight ruler and smashed Xiu Ling's body into the air, now the Xiu Ling monk's robe was completely soaked with blood, and the blood at the corner of his mouth kept oozing out, his frightened eyes looked at Yan Feng, who was now in a state of rage, and wanted to admit defeat, but what broke out of his mouth was an extremely miserable howl, and his body was helpless and had no way to dodge, so he could only let Yan Feng's ruthless pitch-black weight swing down on him.

"Boom!" Yan Feng, who had lost the starfall iron, was faster, and he didn't use the Heavenly Phoenix Slash again, because the current Xiu Ling no longer had any threat, Yan Feng kept using the Phantom Sword Dance, and every time he smashed him away again when Xiu Ling's body had not yet fallen to the ground, just like a blood-stained balloon, Yan Feng smashed it back and forth, and it was unbearable to see.

"This kid has a deep grudge against the ancient temple of Fanlone, and he is so ruthless, but this is a joy for us, and we have long seen that the damn ancient temple of Fanshan is not pleasing to the eye. "Yan Feng's divine power display at this time made Elder Mo provoke me couldn't help but applaud, but this scene made the high-level eyes of those Fan Lin Ancient Temples gloomy but they didn't dare to stop it. Before the start of the competition, the two sides stipulated that if one side did not open his mouth to beg for mercy or lay on the battle platform and completely lost his combat effectiveness and could not stand up, then the battle would not be stopped, and if someone forced himself to rescue, he would be jointly sanctioned by other major forces.

How could it be possible for Xiu Ling to be able to speak now that he was dying, so it was impossible for Xiu Ling to take the initiative to admit defeat to Yan Feng's begging for mercy, and Yan Feng's speed was extremely fast, and he smashed Xiu Ling, who had not yet landed, into the air, causing Xiu Ling's body to bear Yan Feng's anger in mid-air, which made everyone look at Yan Feng's little guy with admiration. "Little guy, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, isn't it a little inappropriate for you to be so forgiving?" Finally, an elder of the Fan Lin Ancient Temple seemed to be unable to stand it, and stood up with a cold face and shouted at Yan Feng.

But Yan Feng didn't turn a deaf ear to it at all, and continued to move in his hands, with the high-level officials of the Bingyan Palace here, he didn't have to worry about those old guys in the Fan Lin Ancient Temple who would secretly kill him, because of the consequences of doing so, the Fan Lin Ancient Temple could see that he was a monk, his long purple hair was flying in the wind and was slightly crazy, the cloth robe on his body looked shabby but glowing, and even the long stick in his hand was dark purple and flashing with electric light. "He was an outlier in the ancient temple, and even if he shaved all his hair, he would grow to shoulder length in a quarter of an hour, and every strand of his hair carried thunder and lightning, and if he was touched unknowingly, he would be split into black charcoal in an instant. ”

Xiao Jinran shook his head, his eyes flashed with a hint of jealousy as he looked at Fanyin, his body fluctuated slightly, and the energy fluctuations in his body were uncontrollable, as if he was eager to fight with Fanyin. "Thunder and lightning? is he a rare thunder cultivator? I haven't seen this rare attribute so far, but I didn't expect to meet one today. Yan Feng's pupils shrank and his expression was a little surprised, of course, what he said was the present of this life, as for the previous life, he had seen a lot of people with this kind of attribute, and even rare people like the light and dark space he had encountered a lot. "Hmm. Xiao Jinran nodded and shifted all his attention to the battle platform, and the two people on the battle platform stood facing each other, the breath on Fanyin's body also made Wu Yong feel a trace of pressure, the spear pulled out the flames and flew up, the two momentum collided together, and a powerful energy that mixed flames and thunder instantly swept away in all directions.

"Flame Shock Eight Desolations!" In the end, it was Wu Yong who made the first move, only to see Wu Yong raise the flame spear in his hand high, and then wave it according to an extremely unfamiliar action, one after another flame dragon roared out, a total of eight flame dragons roared towards Sanyin in different directions, and "Bang!" The dull voice interrupted the conversation between the Ice Flame Palace and the Fan Lin Ancient Temple, Yan Feng finally put away the Wuque weight ruler and turned around and walked in the direction of the Ice Flame Palace, his face was still indifferent, and he didn't even glance at Xiu Ling who was in mid-air, and at this moment, Xiu Ling's body that was already paralyzed as mud fell heavily on the battle platform.

Seeing Hugh Ling fall on the battle platform, this means that the battle is completely over, and the person in charge of the Fanshan Ancient Temple instantly appeared on the platform, and carefully picked up Hugh Ling, who had already passed out, and then felt Hugh Ling's physical state at this time, and the person in charge turned angry and shouted. "The bastard boy is so ruthless, he actually abolished my disciple's cultivation, one day my Fanshan Ancient Temple will find you to get it back, you wait. ”

At the end of the battle, the victory and defeat had been decided, no matter how angry the elders of the Fan Lin Ancient Temple were, they couldn't stop Yan Feng from leaving, and the roar of the Fan Lin Ancient Temple did not attract anyone's attention, as if a grandiose clown was acting on his own, making countless people look at him with mockery. As if sensing the ridicule of some other forces, the face of the elder of the Fan Lin Ancient Temple became gloomy again, gritted his teeth, and turned around and walked back with the dying Xiu Ling in his arms.

"Next, let the waning moon go up, I will make the Bingyan Palace pay a terrible price, tell the waning moon that you don't have to keep your hands, even if you kill the other party, we will be responsible. The elder of the ancient temple returned to his own forces and sent Xiu Ling down, and then commanded his subordinates. "In this game, Bingyan Palace Yan Feng wins!" Although I thought it was incredible, the referee still reported the correct result, and as the referee's voice fell, everyone's eyes followed Yan Feng until Yan Feng returned to his seat in Bingyan Palace.

"What did I see? Unbelievable, when did the Ice Flame Palace have such a genius who defended the sky? It was only at the peak of the Xuan Spirit Realm that he completely abolished the Xiu Ling who had the six-fold cultivation of the Earth Spirit Realm, it was too unbelievable. "Isn't it, and the whole battle is almost performed by him alone, that is simply a madman, Xiu Ling of the Fan Lin Ancient Temple is really unlucky to meet this kid." "That's it now, so if he grows up, then what's the matter? I'm afraid this small Ice Flame Palace can't even restrain the Great Yan Kingdom!"

"We must make good friends with such a genius, and if we become his enemy, I am afraid that we will not be able to sleep well in the future, unless we kill him before he has fully grown up. "Shhhhhh "Senior Brother Yan Feng, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, I don't think even I may be your opponent. Seeing Yan Feng, who was unscathed, walking back with light steps, Wu Yong immediately stood up to greet him, and there was still a strong exclamation in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Wu Yong's words are serious, you are one of the three major disciples of our Yan Palace, I am afraid that if I want to catch up with you, I am afraid that I need to work hard. Yan Feng smiled indifferently at Wu Yong's words, he didn't elevate himself because of a game, even if he already had the ability to become the fourth disciple of Yan Palace, he glanced at Yan Feng indifferently, and the ruthlessness in the corner of his eyes flashed away, and no one noticed it, and then he turned his head and set his eyes on Meng Xiao in the direction of the Ice Palace.

"Huh?" As if she had a feeling, Meng Xiao turned her head to meet Zhou Sheng's gaze, only to see a trace of obvious disgust appear on Meng Xiao's face in an instant, and then she shifted her gaze to Yan Feng, and her disgusted gaze also turned into appreciation and surprise in an instant. "It is worthy of Mo Li's elder brother and the person I fancie, compared to Zhou Sheng and others, it is a hundred times better, with his current combat strength, his performance in half a year may really be able to take away the position of the chief disciple of Yan Palace, and I don't have to be entangled by that Zhou Sheng at that time, as for Yan Feng...... Huh!"

Mengxiao looked at Yan Feng and nodded slightly, then turned her head to look at Mo Li, who had woken up, and patted Mo Li's back with her hand. "Now you're happy, your Feng brother is so powerful. ”

"Well, I'll just say that Brother Feng is very powerful, even if I cultivate higher than him, I still can't beat him, but Sister Mengxiao, don't worry, Brother Feng, he will never be able to bully Mo Li. At this time, Mo Li nodded vigorously with joy on his face, and said happily looking at Yan Feng's indifferent expression. 21 Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Super Supreme God Emperor Jie Zhong Literature" for free for the first time.