If you can, try not to move your mouth, okay? ”

Jian Fengyun glanced at his eyes and said unceremoniously.

If it was an ordinary challenge, he would naturally not be in such a posture, but the other party was Li Yinyang, who came to slap his face, and he was a person who had cultivated the art of the demon race.

For this kind of person, he doesn't have to be polite.

"Excellent"

Li Yinyang sneered, and a touch of anger rose on his face.

The provocation of Jian Fengyun instantly aroused his anger.

It stands to reason that once the cultivation realm is higher, its state of mind will naturally become stronger, and many powerful peerless characters are not moved by external objects at all.

And Li Yinyang is contrary to the way of the martial artist.

Even he didn't notice this detail, since he practiced the Demon Clan's method, his emotions had become more and more irritable, and even difficult to control.

Jian Fengyun stared, and he discovered this detail.

When he was in Wanyu, he met people who fused with the blood of the demon clan or cultivated the demon exercises, and eventually all of them became irritable, their emotions were difficult to control, and even their minds became murderous.

This Li Yin Yang can already be determined to be a demon clan.

Just a moment of thought.

Li Yin Yang made a move, his body burned with blood-colored flames, his speed increased to the extreme, and he turned into a dark red beam of light and rushed over, and the blood-red fist hit the space and vibrated violently, emitting a violent trill.

"Bang!"

Jian Fengyun slapped out the Eastern Emperor's palm, and the big black handprint was in the air, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and it hit the blood-red fist heavily.

Boom –

It was like a swan exploding, shaking the surroundings of the Holy War Platform, and the aftermath of the collision of red and black surged in all directions like a tide.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Like a wind and clouds, like a huge wave sweeping.

Around the Holy War Platform, all the grass and trees were uprooted and shattered in mid-air, and the ground of the bluestone paving was all cracked, turning into powder and scattering, as for the Holy War Platform, it was even more overwhelmed, the prohibition was broken, and the entire battle platform was shattered and opened.

The first collision was devastated, and all the surrounding areas of the Holy War Platform were destroyed and razed to the ground.

The spectators were all shocked, and when the aftermath of the collision between red and black hit, they all dodged to the rear, and some even released divine shields to resist the aftermath.

It was unimaginable that the aftermath of this terrifying collision was actually caused by a one-star god emperor fighting against a nine-star martial artist of the Divine Spirit Realm.

The Holy War Terrace was reduced to ruins.

This side of the Holy War Stage, although it is only an ordinary battle platform used for the disciples of the Holy Academy, but it is also a long time, and there is also a forbidden formation arranged by the Great Spirit Formation Master of the Holy Academy, and the strength does not exceed the Nine-Star God Emperor Realm, and it will definitely not be damaged.

In this way, the power generated by the collision between the two of them just now actually reached the Nine Stars of the God Emperor Realm.

Terrible, isn't it?!

Around the Holy War Stage, everyone gasped.

A moment passed, and the smoke and dust in the center of the Holy War Platform dispersed.

I saw that in the midst of the ruins, Jian Fengyun and Li Yinyang stood on both sides, their eyes facing each other, and they didn't let it go.

"Oh my God, Jian Fengyun is all right?!"

"It's okay for him to take Li Yinyang's punch?!"

"It's incredible!"

At this time, all the spectators were only surprised by the sword storm.

"Hmph, you have to die!"

Li Yinyang's eyes were blood-burning, and behind him, a blood-red gossip suddenly appeared, and a terrifying power was injected into his back.

In the next moment, his body rushed forward, and the dark red fist seemed to be a red flame burning, which was the performance of his urging power to the extreme, extremely dazzling, making people unable to open their eyes, it was hard to imagine how powerful this punch was.

"Can't help but borrow external force?"

The corners of Jian Fengyun's mouth hooked.

"Invisible Sword!"

As soon as he grabbed the palm of his hand, one after another sword marks were pinched out.

In the void, thousands of sword qi instantly appeared, borrowing the power of spatial turbulence within a radius of a hundred miles.

Sonorous and sonorous –

The blood-red fist was blocked by countless sword qi.

Although a lot of sword qi was shattered by his fist, countless sword qi was condensed from behind to make up for it.

It took a full ten breaths.

Jian Fengyun finally stopped condensing the sword qi, but leaned out his right hand, the golden veins on his arms lit up, and the power of qi and blood in his body surged, making his right arm reach the strongest state in an instant.

"Qilin Method!"

At the same time, Jian Fengyun used the secret technique of the Qilin Method among the Five Divine Laws to bless his physical body, making his right arm strength reach a more terrifying level.

Boom –

The second collision, the two of them launched a terrifying storm, and the power of red and gold was monstrous, like a violent wind sweeping in all directions.

"Click!"

The ground could not bear it, and the cracked city was cobweb-shaped, making a piercing crunching sound, and at the same time, rocks flew and dust filled the sky, and some gravel shot in all directions.

Jian Fengyun and Li Yin Yang collided like two gods.

In an instant, the dust around them engulfed the two of them.

The wind swept and the dust flew for seven or eight breaths.

Just when everyone thought that the two were going to draw again.

A large black handprint appeared in the sky above the dust, still the Eastern Emperor's Palm, this black big hand seemed to fall from the galaxy, pitch black and overwhelming, terrifying.

As soon as the palm fell, the void shook.

Bang!

A huge palm print appeared on the ground.

The dust was scattered, and everyone saw that Jian Fengyun's right arm was glowing with golden light, and his left hand was shining with black light, like a peerless god of war standing there.

And under his feet, Li Yinyang was slapped into the soil fiercely, oozing a lot of blood.

"Defeated?"

All the spectators around them stared wide-eyed and puzzled.

"You're damned!"

At this moment, Li Yinyang's body suddenly disappeared, appeared behind Jian Fengyun, and smashed down with a punch.

Call!

Jian Fengyun's body seemed to be hit, but then it dissipated, and it turned out to be just a phantom.

"But how can you be damned the way you did to my Holy Courtyard disciples?"

The sword storm appeared behind Li Yinyang, slapped it with a palm, and said lightly.

The power of that palm slapped on Li Yinyang's back, and it was unexpectedly resisted by a blood-colored light.

Li Yinyang's body didn't move.

"Huh?"

Jian Fengyun frowned.

The next moment, his body retreated seven or eight feet.

"Roar—"

Li Yinyang turned around, starting from the soles of his feet, burning dark red flames, and turned into a burning man in the blink of an eye.

"Sword Fengyun, you damn it, damn it"

At this moment, Li Yinyang's voice had become hoarse and seeping, all his eyes had turned dark red, and the aura of the whole person had changed.

If he was still Li Yinyang just now, then he is no longer Li Yinyang at this moment, he has become a monster who is not human and demonic.

"Demonic energy, he has demonic energy!"

Tang Eighteen got closer, and suddenly noticed the clue, and opened his mouth to shout.

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