Yang Yan saw that Yang Zhengtian was unmoved, and his heart became anxious. She originally just wanted to use Ye Wuya to relieve herself today, but she never expected that things would develop to such a point.

However, in the face of Feng Zhaoxian's monstrous battle intent, Ye Wuya just glanced at him like an idiot, turned his head away without care, and said lightly: "Neurotic!"

These words fell into Feng Zhaoxian's ears, and it suddenly became the last straw that broke the camel's back, when did Feng Zhaoxian, who had always been held in the center by everyone, be insulted again and again, and suddenly lost his mind.

I saw him step on his feet suddenly, and his figure rushed towards Ye Wuya like lightning, and the person was still in mid-air, so he threw a punch violently, this punch was extremely decisive, and it was faintly accompanied by a tiger roar, the fist had not yet arrived, but the strong wind had already arrived first, blowing up the black hair behind Ye Wuya.

When everyone saw this, they all exclaimed in surprise.

"Feng Gongzi is afraid that he is crazy, and he actually used a tiger-shaped fist as soon as he made a move!"

The Tiger Fist is a Xuanpin combat technique handed down by the Yang family, which is extremely powerful, and has always been cultivated only by the most elite disciples of the Yang family, and now Feng Zhaoxian used this trick as soon as he made a move, and he was obviously angry with Ye Wuya.

Seeing that the tiger-shaped fist was about to hit Ye Wuya's vest, many people suddenly gasped, shook their heads and sighed regretfully.

"Hard to catch the tiger-shaped fist, Ye Gongzi is afraid that it will be wasted. ”

"It's a pity that such a young talent, but the good one provoked Feng Zhaoxian. ”

Everyone's regrets fell into Ye Wuya's ears, but Ye Wuya ignored it and just sneered.

It wasn't until Feng Zhaoxian's punch was about to hit his vest that Ye Wuya moved.

I saw that his figure was like a ghost, and he moved a few feet to the side, and then suddenly raised his knee, twisted his waist, and swept towards Feng Zhaoxian with one leg.

This leg swept extremely quickly, Feng Zhaoxian only felt a flower in front of him, and a huge force came from his abdomen, which immediately lifted him upside down and flew out.

Bang!

only heard a muffled sound, Feng Zhaoxian's body flew back upside down in embarrassment, and fell to the ground and rolled several times in succession, before he barely stopped his figure.

When everyone saw this, their eyes almost popped out.

This...... This is a tiger-shaped fist! Or is it a tiger-shaped fist that Feng Zhaoxian, a powerhouse of the Breaking Yuan Realm, used with all his might, and was swept back with such a simple leg? What kind of cultivation is this Ye Wuya?

Feng Zhaoxian's face changed even more, he only felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, as if he had been kicked through, he never thought that just one Ye Wuyan's strength would be terrifying.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were looking at him, Feng Zhaoxian was suddenly a little embarrassed, and stood up strongly.

"It's just a second-rate kid, and he dares to hurt me!"

Feng Zhaoxian gritted his teeth and rushed forward again, at the same time, a phantom shadow had begun to loom behind Feng Zhaoxian, but it was a long green snake!

After the green snake was active, the momentum on Feng Zhaoxian's body instantly climbed to the peak, only to see him burst into a loud shout, and the Yuan Soul behind him also opened his mouth at the same time, revealing two sharp fangs.

On the main seat, Yang Zhengtian also felt the trace of murderous intent revealed by Feng Zhaoxian, and his heart jumped, and he planned to get up to stop it.

However, at this time, something happened that stunned everyone.

I saw Ye Wuya sneer, and disappeared in place out of thin air.

Feng Zhaoxian was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting such a situation, but the next moment, Ye Wuya was already standing behind him.

"You can also be regarded as a Broken Yuan Realm?" Ye Wuya's tone obviously carried a hint of mockery, looking at Feng Zhaoxian like an ant.

Feng Zhaoxian was startled, and subconsciously wanted to turn back, but almost at the same time, Ye Wuya behind him had already smashed his back with a punch.

Feng Zhaoxian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

It's so strong!

This was the only thought in everyone's hearts, and even Yang Zhengtian and Yang Yan couldn't help but widen their eyes. In their impressions, a few days ago, Ye Wuya was just a cultivator of the Transformation Realm, how could he be so powerful in just a few days?

At the same time, Feng Zhaoxian had already fallen heavily a few meters away, looking at Ye Wuya in disbelief, his heart full of fear.

He never thought that he, a powerhouse in the Transformation Realm, would have been defeated without even seeing the other party's Yuan Soul, and he had been defeated so completely, what kind of cultivation was this young man in front of him?

It can't be! It must be fake!

Feng Zhaoxian's gaze suddenly became crazy, and the Yuan Soul behind him opened his mouth fiercely again, and a ball of green light containing soul power began to slowly condense.

"Feng Zhaoxian, are you crazy?!" Seeing this, Yang Yan's face suddenly changed greatly, "It's just a competition, you actually used your natal talent!"

At this time, Feng Zhaoxian couldn't care about those, and roared wildly: "I want him to die!"

On the main seat, Yang Zhengtian suddenly stood up and tried to step forward to stop it, but at the same time, the ball of light in the mouth of the green snake behind Feng Zhaoxian had already condensed.

Feng Zhaoxian's eyes were full of fierce light, and he laughed wildly: "Aren't you crazy, today I will let you see what a powerhouse of the Yuan-Breaking Realm is!"

However, Ye Wuya in the distance was still the same as the ancient well without waves, looking at Feng Zhaoxian like an ant, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "You are also a powerhouse in the Yuan Breaking Realm?"

As soon as his words fell, the momentum in his body suddenly changed in Feng Zhaoxian's eyes.

Feng Zhaoxian only felt as if he was in a sea of corpse mountains and blood, and Ye Wuya in front of him seemed to be a tall god. Behind him, a vague silhouette loomed, and Feng Zhaoxian tried to look at it, but only saw a pair of scarlet eyes.

Ye Wuya looked down at Feng Zhaoxian proudly, and faintly spit out two words in his mouth: "Long Wei!"

Rumble!

Feng Zhaoxian only felt a buzz in his head, and the Yuan Soul behind him disappeared in an instant, and in his ears, a huge roar that almost made him tremble sounded like thunder, Feng Zhaoxian only felt that his eyes were black, and he immediately lost consciousness.

Everyone present was stunned, they were not Feng Zhaoxian himself, naturally they couldn't see the illusion in Feng Zhaoxian's eyes, they only saw Ye Wuya's lips move slightly, Feng Zhaoxian actually fainted on the spot, and immediately looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

Only Yang Zhengtian, looking at Ye Wuya's gaze at this time had changed.

Because just before, Yang Zhengtian clearly felt that Ye Wuya's body exuded an extremely huge coercion, and that kind of coercion was not something that could be described by the level of soul power, but like an innate suppression!

Yang Zhengtian's heart was almost upside down, and he couldn't help but look at Ye Wuya twice, secretly saying how many secrets there are in this young man's body?