Ye Feng's speed was very slow, like a leisurely stroll, Ye Feng walked forward, looking at the scenery around this Dragon's Back Pass, it didn't look like he had come to fight at all.

However, it was this kind of casual idleness that had an extremely strong oppressive force rushing towards Long Yanjun's side.

Long Yanjun, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, stood up suddenly, as if a violent wind was blowing, and his long gray hair continued to float backwards, and he frowned violently, who was still relatively calm.

"Up!"

I saw Long Yanjun with one hand, and the surging energy burst out from his body, blocking the fierce wind on the opposite side, and then intertwined into a white chain and shot towards Ye Feng.

"It's a fight."

On Ye Ling's side, seeing through the tablet that Ye Feng and Long Yanjun had begun to make a move, almost everyone held their breath.

This battle has finally begun.

Ye Feng was still stepping forward, while Long Yanjun was still standing on the beacon tower, and he had already begun to attack Ye Feng with his internal strength.

However, the strength of his eleventh-order grandmaster, the internal strength he exerted seemed to be unable to hurt Ye Feng at all.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng had already come to the beacon tower, he raised his head, looked up at Long Yanjun standing above, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Long Yanjun's heart skipped an inexplicable beat, and a feeling of panic instantly appeared in his heart.

"The strength of the qi transforms into shape, and the gathering of qi becomes a sword."

I only heard Long Yanjun's roar, and the energy emanating from his body instantly intertwined into a white sword ray, flying towards Ye Feng's side.

"Last time you told me you were a ninth-order."

"Now it seems that you have reached the eleventh order."

Ye Feng stopped in place and looked up at the oncoming white sword.

"How?"

Long Yanjun's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he looked at Ye Feng, he seemed to be looking at a dead man.

"Too weak."

Ye Feng slapped his hands, as if he was swatting a fly, and actually slapped the white sword.

With a bang, the stone slab on the ancient Great Wall exploded, and the raging energy poured out from Ye Feng's body, instantly enveloping the entire beacon tower in a layer of white mist.

"What's going on?"

On Ye Ling's side, Zhang Wei, Long Tianxiao and others all saw this strange scene.

The white mist shrouded the entire beacon tower, as if it had set off a smoke bomb, and at this time, the figures of Ye Feng and Long Yanjun had been completely submerged in this white mist, like seeing flowers in the fog, and disappeared.

In fact, this is not a white mist at all, but a strange scene evolved after the two forces collided with each other.

In other words, now the entire beacon tower is submerged in this terrifying energy.

You can't see it from the outside, and the ancient beacon tower inside is already full of holes.

Long Yanjun, who was still full of confidence in his eleventh-order grandmaster cultivation just now, changed his face suddenly at this moment, and a strong pressure hit him, Ye Feng still stepped on the beacon tower in one step.

"Unsheathed!"

Long Yanjun let out a low roar, the long sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and a sword slashed towards Ye Feng's side.

"Slow!"

However, the sword he slashed out was easily caught by Ye Feng with two fingers, and Long Yanjun's pupils shrank sharply: "How can you?" ”

"Surprised?"

"Accident?"

Ye Feng held the sword in one hand, and said: "Yanxia Martial Dao, divided into three phases of internal strength, before, during and after, after internal strength, is the grandmaster." ”

"Grandmaster Twelfth Order, after the Ninth Order, he can be called a supreme master."

"Long Yanjun, you have been cultivating in the Dragon Tower in the back mountain of the Long Family for thirteen years, and you have cultivated to the fifth order in a row, from a sixth-order grandmaster to the current eleventh-order grandmaster, this speed is indeed terrifying!"

"But counting it, you only became a sixth-order grandmaster at the age of eighty, and your talent is not ordinary!"

"Being able to ascend to the fifth rank in a row in the next thirteen years, if my guess is correct, you must have obtained some kind of special resource."

"Thirteen years ago, you destroyed my Ye family, in fact, it was only one aspect of the Ye family, the main reason was to rob my Ye family's cultivation resources, right?"

"And this cultivation resource of the Ye family has something to do with my mother Mu Yanling, right?"

"Long Yanjun, tell me, what is the origin of my mother Mu Yanling?"

Long Yanjun was holding a long sword, but the tip of the sword was caught by Ye Feng's two fingers, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull the sword back.

"Ye Feng, how can you be so strong?"

"Because, I'm Mu Yanling's son."

Ye Feng smiled, the white energy in his hand became more and more turbulent, and there were already signs of discoloration.

"Eleventh-order Grandmaster powerhouse, you must have heard of what true qi is."

Long Yanjun's whole body trembled, and he said incredulously: "True Qi, is it possible for you?" ”

"Accident? Have you ever seen a twenty-five-year-old martial saint! “

As soon as the words fell, Ye Feng let out a low roar, completely exerting force, and the aura on his body like an ocean burst out, turning from white to red in an instant.

Smack... The sword in Long Yanjun's hand was wrapped in this red true qi and turned into powder at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Long Yanjun took a step back suddenly, spit out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth, and when he looked at Ye Feng on the opposite side, it was as if he had seen a ghost.

"Martial Saint, you actually became a legendary Martial Saint, how is this possible, you are only in your twenties."

"There's something even more shocking."

Ye Feng smiled faintly, flicked one finger, and a red flame appeared at his fingertips: "Martial Saint Realm, there are legends in the martial arts world that there are a total of seven realms, and every time you pass through a realm, the color of your true qi changes once." “

"The first realm is red, the second realm is orange, the third realm is yellow, the fourth realm is green, the fifth realm is cyan, the sixth realm is blue, and the seventh realm is purple!"

"Long Yanjun, guess what, what color will my true qi be in the end?"

Looking at the red flame beating at Ye Feng's fingertips, Long Yanjun only felt as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

His pupils shrank sharply, his whole body sweated like rain, and his heart was panicked, as if he had pressed a large stone, and even had a feeling of difficulty breathing.

In the blink of an eye, the flame on Ye Feng's fingertips had turned orange.

"Second Realm Martial Saint!"

Long Yanjun almost exclaimed, the twenty-five-year-old Second Realm Martial Saint, looking at the entire younger generation of Yanxia, I am afraid that this Ye Feng is enough to be called the first person in a hundred years.

Even if you add up all the super powerhouses in the Yanxia Martial Arts Realm today, how many Martial Saints are there?

I'm afraid it's not more than two hands, and the martial gods whose strength has reached the second realm are afraid that they don't even have the number of one hand.

"At the age of twenty-five, his martial arts attainments are already among the best in the world."

Long Yanjun was frightened, completely frightened.