Dongfang Yingfeng didn't take Xie Shengze's threat in his eyes at all, but was in a good mood. What does Xie Shengze think, he can probably guess that ** is not far from ten, but why is this not the case for himself?

Let me see how much combat power you have as a pure-blood, and how much stronger you are than me, a halfway monk!"

"I won't let you down!" Xie Shengze showed a cold smile on his face, and said without any emotion to the east wind.

"Let's hope so!" said Dongfang Yingfeng, slaying at him with his sword. After some twists and turns, he also had a general understanding of Xie Shengze's strength.

His own Shattered Realm is about a heavy sky, which is one section stronger than his own strength comparable to the Broken Realm. The innate realm of the flesh is high-level, and it is slightly better than himself. With such strength, it was not enough to make him angry. The only thing that worries him is his true ability, which comes from the strange supernatural powers of the Blood Demon Clan, which is what she is most worried about!

The figures of the two ghostly staggered and killed each other on the battle platform, and the strength far beyond the ordinary innate realm amazed a kind of people watching the battle on the square.

"It's so fast! It's not what this age should have, and the strong background is really not comparable to us!" A young man looked at the battle platform with envy, and there was a lot of emotion in his words that his life experience was inferior.

"Background is important, but your own efforts cannot be ignored. Just like this eastward wind, his background is also humble, but he has never given up on strengthening himself, and in the end, didn't he also get the opportunity to leap into the dragon gate?"

Not far away, a middle-aged man beside several young boys and girls glanced at the sighing young man and said with a slight smile. It seems to be persuading the person who sighed, and it seems to be a few juniors around the high-level.

"That's his luck, not everyone has the opportunity to get in touch with Izumi-sama!" someone retorted angrily.

"Compared to the beginning, you are in front of Lord Quanyan, and it is easier to attract the attention of adults than when Dongfang Windward was blowing. Have you ever wondered how you can get into the eyes of adults?"

"This ......" The young men were suddenly a little speechless, and several old men next to them were a little dumbfounded, and one of them asked the man: "Your Excellency is very angry, listening to your tone, you seem to know a lot about the affairs of the Eastern Windward, is it also from Izumo City?"

The middle-aged man smiled noncommittally and shook his head, not in a hurry to answer the old man's question. Still quietly looking at the many teenagers in front of him, as if waiting for their answers.

"I also asked this senior to tell me about Dongfang Yingfeng's entry into Quanfu at that time, although I don't have that blessing, but I don't want to be mediocre like this. Just as he felt disappointed, a teenager suddenly spoke.

These words immediately attracted the attention of the middle-aged man, who looked at the person who spoke with a little surprise. At a glance, I could see that the child in front of me was a little girl with clear eyebrows. Especially her watery eyes with the color of wisdom made him look at them even more!

I saw the girls huddled in the crowd, ragged and skinny. Obviously, his background is even more depressed, otherwise he would not be as tall as his waist at this age. This is already slow growth at her age.

Although the girl has missed the best time to practice and build a foundation, if she continues like this, she will probably only be a mediocre person in this life. But the middle-aged man still couldn't bear to refuse her request, and finally nodded with a smile.

Seeing this situation, several young boys and girls beside the man took the little girl to their side, and listened to the story of the oriental windward with the little girl, and the focused expression was as if they had heard it for the first time......

On the battle platform, Dongfang Yingfeng, who was in the fierce battle at this time, didn't know at all that his old story was like a story at this time, being told by others. And he didn't know that the legend of his life began to spread from here, until it became famous all over the world......

The more Dongfang Fengfeng fought, the more he felt the pressure doubled, after all, he was only comparable to the Broken Realm, and the gap between the two was far greater than he imagined.

Due to the magic of the cyclone around him, he thought that even if he was slightly inferior, he should be able to hold on to the other party for a while. But this is not the case!

Zhenyuan may not have a weak follow-up, but what he can play in every confrontation with Xie Shengze is limited. As a result, even if he practiced high-level secret techniques, he could not completely make up for the many gaps brought about by a great realm.

"The difference in the realm is too great, whether it is the meridians or the sea of qi, it is inferior, and this kid still has the power of bloodline. It seems that it is not a good strategy to kill him through a war of attrition, and at the moment, perhaps only a quick battle is the right solution!" Dongfang Yingfeng and Xie Shengze slashed a sword, wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of their mouth, and thought secretly.

"Little thing! even if you dare to agree to my challenge with a cultivation like yours, it's like looking for death!" Xie Shengze became more and more confident the more he fought, and he no longer concealed what he said.

After a few confrontations just now, he has tried out the true combat power of Dongfang Windward. Zhenyuan is quite strong, but what's the use of not being able to play it? It's not always pressed and beaten by himself. He felt that even if he didn't use the power of the demon clan's bloodline, he could kill Dongfang Windward by relying on the true yuan cultivation of the human race alone!

"Yes, beg for death! If you have the ability, you will come, master, I will wait for you!" Dongfang Yingfeng sneered, just such a little advantage you will float, this young master has not really done anything with you!

"Die!" "It's the first time Xie Shengze has seen such an arrogant human race, in the holy realm where he lives, the human race is an inferior race that is subservient to their holy race, even if the best of them see him, he has to be respectful. How could he ever be so insulted?

In a fit of rage, Xie Shengze's sword can be said to have used all his strength. Now that he has decided to block Dongfang Windward's mouth, how can he give the other party a chance to fight back!

Under the platform, a red light pierced through the fog and slashed at the head of the eastward windward with a thunderous momentum.

Dongfang Fengfeng's pupils shrank, and the cold hair on his body stood upside down, and a death crisis made him instantly fall into an ice cellar.

"Return!" Dongfang shouted in the wind, and the sword formation facing the sword cage in the high air above the battle platform quickly turned, and after flying in the air for a circle, the sword light shrouded it, as if it was about to be annihilated in the chaotic sword.

Xie Shengze sneered when he saw this, he was really in a panic and didn't care about his feet. A little index finger of the left hand, a true element containing a divine soul settled into the knife cage. Suddenly, I saw that the knife cage seemed to have consciousness, and it was shrouded in the wind towards the east.

Dongfang faced the wind and held the sword, the holy sword was cold and shining, and a sword was slashed out, and the knife cage was instantly split in half. At the same time, the cold light turned into a cold breath, and it came out from the middle, wrapping between the two halves of the knife cage.

With the cold air shuttling through it, the knife cage was quickly frozen into two crystalline hemispheres. The mist was icy, but it still couldn't hide the crimson in it. The entire cage is like a magnificent work of art woven from sparkling red spar threads.

Xie Shengze let out a surprised "um", he didn't expect Dongfang Windward to suddenly burst out with such a powerful combat power. Not only did he smash the knife cage in one fell swoop, but he even had a tendency to continue to kill himself!

"How confident are you that you want to smash my attack before slashing me?" Xie Shengze shook his head and said disdainfully.

Knowing that there is no hope, have you begun to struggle desperately? In that case, I will give you a ride!

Glancing at the sword array full of flaws in front of him, the corners of Xie Shengze's mouth raised a trace of smug arc. It seems that this kind of wild way has indeed not obtained the true transmission of Quanyan! Otherwise, the Quanjia family, which has been inherited for hundreds of millions of years, will not be so unpopular at all if it is taken out.

Keng~

Xie Shengze stepped forward, and the swords collided together, making a sound that seemed dull and clear. Almost at the same time, the aftermath of the battle between the two rolled up a monstrous wave, echoing above the battle platform, roaring incessantly.

The waves of air were endless, spreading in all directions, and even the mist shrouded in the battle platform was blown away a lot, and the two could be vaguely seen facing each other in the air on the square!