"Nie Feng, you are very arrogant, but I don't know if you have arrogant capital. ”

Yuwen Chang'an's face was gloomy, with his status, he was a well-deserved pride of the sky, amazing talent, and Nie Feng dared to put up a shelf in front of him, undoubtedly not in his eyes.

"If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end!"

Nie Feng's eyes were indifferent, he was not interested in Yuwen Chang'an at all, if his eldest brother Yuwen Chang'an came over, maybe he would still have the capital of the First World War.

"Arrogant boy, today I will show you how powerful I am!"

Yuwen Chang'an's eyes were cold, and he suddenly burst out, and a powerful offensive erupted, destroying the withering and decaying.

Yuwen Chang'an's cultivation, in the Martial Emperor Quadruple Realm, is completely higher than Nie Feng's Triple Small Realm, which can be regarded as crushing.

With a huge cultivation advantage, coupled with Yuwen Chang'an's own talent, it is very good, and the odds of winning are very high.

"Qingteng Prison Yuan Ling, come out!"

Yuwen Chang'an roared angrily, summoned his own Yuan Spirit, and bloomed with brilliant light, and green light burst out, dazzling people's ears.

Nie Feng's face was calm, the so-called Qingteng Prison Yuan Ling, his ranking on the Bailing Spectrum was nothing more than that, and there was nothing to boast about at all.

Yuwen Chang'an thought that he could crush Nie Feng in order to gain cultivation, but he forgot that compared to Nie Feng, the gap between his Yuan Spirit and Nie Feng was too big.

With a "hiss", the green vines strangled one after another, all rushing towards Nie Feng's body, but Nie Feng had a calm face, and the Purgatory Fire Phoenix Yuan Spirit rushed out and soared in the sky, releasing endless flames.

The Purgatory Fire Phoenix Yuan Spirit, ranked first in the Bailing Spectrum, is by no means in vain, its flames are enough to burn some blocks, even if Chen Fan's Heavenly Curtain Yuan Spirit was before, it was difficult to block the light of the Purgatory Fire Phoenix.

"Not good!"

Yuwen Chang'an's face changed slightly, his Qingteng prison was quickly burned clean, the Qingteng prison belongs to the wood attribute, it is already afraid of fire, and the flames released by the Purgatory Fire Phoenix have a strong restraint effect on it.

"Zizizi!"

The flames burned the plains, and the green vines were quickly burned down, Yuwen Chang'an's face became extremely gloomy by the way, and he said in a deep voice: "Even if your Yuan Spirit has the advantage, I can still defeat you!"

Yuwen Changan sneered, and suddenly took out his hole card, which was a purple gourd.

"Phew!"

The purple fire gourd rushed over, releasing a strong suction force, wanting to absorb Nie Feng into the gourd.

Nie Feng's whole body was shocked, holding the Longyuan Sword, and slashed out a sword ray, and the purple fire gourd in the sky instantly slowed down a lot, making it difficult to take Nie Feng away.

"It's just a seven-grade magic weapon, the quality is not perfect, I don't know what you have to be proud of?"

Nie Feng sneered and shook his head slowly, he originally thought that the fourth place in the True Martial Arts List could have a strong means, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

"What are you proud of, the best is still to come!"

Yuwen Chang'an sneered, controlling the purple fire gourd in the heavenly dome, blooming a purple flame, surrounding Nie Feng, those flames seemed to be able to burn spiritual power, extremely terrifying.

"Nie Feng, are you scared now?The flames inside the purple fire gourd are enough to burn your soul and make you a dead person completely, leaving only the shell to be driven!"

Yuwen Chang'an's eyes were full of murder, he fought with people, and he never left a living mouth, Nie Feng humiliated him with words just now, then he deserved to die even more.

"Is that really the case?"

Nie Feng smiled faintly, and suddenly his whole body was shrouded in a layer of brilliance, which was the protective effect of the Purgatory Fire Phoenix Yuan Spirit on him, a layer of crimson flames was wrapped, and the purple flame flame was difficult to damage his spiritual power at all.

"Eight-tone dragon roar!"

Nie Feng's eyes were calm, and he showed his spiritual secret technique, since Yuwen Chang'an likes to burn people's souls, then use his human way to treat his body, so that he can feel the feeling of broken souls.

The Eight-Tone Dragon Roar was transformed by Nie Feng based on the Eight-Tone Divine Destruction Technique, and it has a powerful killing power, enough to destroy many strong people and deal a heavy blow to their spiritual power!

Under the sweep of the eight-tone dragon roar, if the opponent's spiritual power is a little weaker, he may directly become an idiot! This is not a joke, now that Nie Feng's spiritual power has reached level seventy, casting the eight-tone dragon roar is enough to shatter Yuwen Chang'an's spiritual power barrier and invade his spiritual consciousness sea.

"No!"

Yuwen Chang'an's face was frightened, and seeing that purple flame disappear, he knew that something was wrong, the purple flame didn't seem to be able to burn Nie Feng's soul at all.

"Roar!"

The sound of a strong dragon roar sounded, and Nie Feng's eight-tone dragon roar came, which was breathtaking, Yuwen Chang'an was affected, and felt a violent shock in the sea of spiritual consciousness, he had the cultivation of the Martial Emperor Quadruple Realm, and his spiritual power had also reached level seventy-four, but under the sweep of the eight-tone dragon roar, he was still a little unbearable, and he felt a sharp pain in his brain.

"Stop, stop, I'll throw in the towel!"

Yuwen Changan's face was as pale as paper, and he was covered in cold sweat, he had completely given up, and if he continued to stalemate, there was only one result waiting for him, and that was to fall.

"Throw in the towel now, it's too late!"

Nie Feng's eyes were cold, he didn't give Yuwen Changan any chance, just now before the battle started, he sensed Yuwen Chang'an's murderous aura, since Yuwen Changan wanted to kill him, then he had to be ready to be killed.

"Stop!"

Not far away, Yuwen Changsheng spoke, he couldn't watch his younger brother die in Nie Feng's hands.

"Why should I stop? Yuwen Changan has killing intent, I won't show mercy!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Nie Feng's eyes, if Yuwen Changan was the same as Chen Fan, just to prove his strength, just to learn from Nie Feng, then Nie Feng would not make a dead move, but Yuwen Changan was different!

"Nie Feng, as long as you let Chang'an go, whatever you want, I can give it to you. ”

Yuwen Changsheng opened his mouth slowly, and Gujing Bubo's face finally showed a trace of waves, Yuwen Changan was his own brother, and he couldn't help it.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to give me what I want. Nie Feng said indifferently.

"As long as you say it, I can give it to you! With my Yuwen Immortal ability, what can't I do?"

Yuwen Changsheng was extremely conceited, as long as Nie Feng agreed to his conditions, even if he asked for a seven-grade perfect magic weapon, he could find it!

"I want your brother's life, can you give it?"

"Boy, you're kidding me!"

Yuwen Changsheng's eyes were cold, and he was completely furious, a strong killing intent was released from his body, his footsteps flashed again and again, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Nie Feng's battle platform.

"Do you want to force your hand? Unfortunately, you can't save him!"

Nie Feng's face was indifferent, and he sacrificed the Longyuan Sword, and a stunning sword light flashed, cutting off Yuwen Chang'an's head!

"Whew!"

The blood flowed for a long time, Yuwen Chang'an's body fell to the ground, and the broken body struggled twice, and then it was completely immovable.

"You're looking for death!"

Yuwen Changsheng was completely insane, watching his younger brother fall, but he couldn't save it, this feeling made him almost fall into madness and lose his mind.