"Boom!"

Since the Floating Dragon Jiao Shadow wrapped the body of Ziyun Changfeng, a terrifying spiritual power rose from his body.

Even the spear in his hand turned into a dragon Jiao.

There is a sense of arrogance and domineering all the time!

"It's good, but in front of me, that's it. ”

Duan Feng shrugged his shoulders and said lightly.

"Hehe, you dare to be so stubborn when you are dying, it's okay, I'll let you understand how big the gap between you and me is!"

With a chuckle, the dragon Jiao spear in Ziyun Changfeng's hand shook, and he rushed out at Duan Feng.

His speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, he had already appeared in front of Duan Feng.

Duan Feng didn't dodge, and a sword swept out head-on.

"Boom!"

The crisp sound spread, and Duan Feng was shocked back for thousands of meters.

On the contrary, the purple cloud and long wind only retreated by two or three meters.

"Brother Duan Feng......"

Chu Qingcheng let out a loud shout, and was about to throw the holy relic short knife in his hand to Duan Feng, but was stopped by the latter.

Although the Purple Cloud Long Wind was strong, it was obviously much weaker than the original Lei Yin Venerable.

How can such an opponent need to use holy relics?

"Super Saiyan Phase 2, Launch!"

"Immortal mode, on!"

"Bang!

As Duan Feng's low shout sounded, two rays of energy erupted from his body again.

"In terms of improving your strength, you're too weak. ”

Duan Feng sneered.

At this time, two balls of energy were burning outside his body, like a god dominating.

When all the monks around saw this, their hearts were shocked.

Apparently.

How could they never have imagined that Duan Feng, who was not well known, would have such a big hole card?

Even Ziyun Changfeng's face instantly turned iron-blue.

After Duan Feng released his energy, he could clearly sense that his aura had been suppressed to the point that he couldn't seem to rebound.

"Huh~"

Just when he was shocked in his heart, Duan Feng's figure, after an instant, disappeared in place.

Everyone stared at each other wide-eyed.

Duan Feng's disappearance was really too weird.

The entire void, without the slightest flow of energy, seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Ziyun Changfeng raised his eyebrows, and suddenly, he swept out behind him with a kick without warning.

"Boom!"

A deep voice sounded, and Duan Feng's figure emerged.

"The sense of smell is not bad, but unfortunately it is not used. ”

Duan Feng shook his head, holding the Ancient Relic Lightsaber in his hand, drawing a graceful arc.

"Tianmu Divine Wheel!"

"Bang!"

A huge wheel of light spun out, and in an instant, it slammed into Ziyun Changfeng's body.

"Poof!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was shaken back for thousands of meters, smashing a mountain peak in the distance.

That mountain peak was turned into a rubble ruin in an instant!

"Young Master!!"

Seeing this, the Purple Cloud Sect and the others were shocked, and subconsciously exclaimed.

Although Ziyun Changfeng had been hit hard, his strength had reached the Heavenly Supreme Realm after all.

Soon, he was emerging from the rubble.

It's just that his situation is not very good.

All over the body, the clothes were in tatters, and the wounds were constantly flowing blood.

"Young master. ”

Zi Yun Qing appeared by Zi Yun Changfeng's side for the first time, wanting to say something, but was stopped by the latter.

"Come again!"

Ziyun Changfeng stared at Duan Feng and said in a low voice.

"As you wish!"

Duan Feng didn't talk nonsense, holding the Ancient Relic Dust Light Sword, and attacked again.

"Bang!Bang!"

The crisp sonorous sound continued to resound.

Although Ziyun Changfeng fought back, everyone knew that his general trend had gone.

"Who the hell is that kid, this is too rebellious, isn't it?"

"Yes, Ziyun Changfeng has released all the shadows of the Floating Slayer Dragon, and he is not an opponent yet. ”

"Looks like we're all underestimating that kid. ”

“......”

The monk powerhouse outside the arena looked at the fierce battle above the void, sighed lightly, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Originally, they were full of confidence in Ziyun Changfeng, but now, the reversal of the ending really made them a little confused.

"Boom!"

With a huge rumbling sound, the purple cloud long wind was directly defeated!

This time, he slammed under the ground, and a huge pit of thousands of feet appeared in front of everyone.

The big crater was bottomless, thousands of kilometers deep.

Looking at the big pit, everyone was stunned.

Although they knew that there was some gap between Ziyun Changfeng and Duan Feng, they didn't expect that the gap would be so big.

Zi Yunqing and the other strong monks of the Purple Cloud Sect were also stunned.

They couldn't believe that their young master would be so vulnerable.

Is this really the most supreme genius of their Purple Cloud Sect for thousands of years?

"Whoosh~"

Knocking the purple cloud wind to the ground, Duan Feng's figure flashed, and he slowly landed towards the bottomless pit.

He ...... What is he going to do?"

Seeing Duan Feng's demeanor, the surrounding monks and powerhouses were puzzled again.

Although it was Ziyun Changfeng who asked for a heads-up gambling battle before, even after he lost, he had to let the other party deal with it.

But his identity is, after all, the young sect master of the Ziyun Sect, the son of the Ziyun True Monarch.

Did Duan Feng really dare to kill him?

"Bang!"

In the confusion in the hearts of the surrounding monks, a deep voice sounded.

Then they were amazed to see it.

A body, from the pit, was thrown out at will, like a lump of mud.

"Less...... Young Lord!!"

Seeing this, Zi Yunqing and the others changed their faces greatly, and then hurriedly swept out.

The person who was thrown out was not Ziyun Changfeng, who else could there be?

But.

Before Zi Yunqing and the others approached Ziyun Changfeng, a figure slowly appeared out of thin air.

It was Duan Feng.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

Zi Yunqing and his party stopped their pace abruptly, not daring to approach half a step easily, and shouted.

"He lost the battle, what do you think I'm going to do?"

Duan Feng shrugged his shoulders and showed a playful smile.

"He is the young sect master of our Purple Cloud Sect, you dare to touch him?!"

Zi Yunqing saw Duan Feng's playful smile, how could she not see what it meant?

Immediately, he moved out the backer of the Purple Cloud Sect in an attempt to suppress Duan Feng.

However, when Duan Feng heard this, he just shook his head and said lightly: "The bet contract was proposed by him, and if you lose, you lose, I don't care what force you come from." ”

After speaking.

Duan Feng immediately raised the Ancient Relic Lightsaber in his hand.

The meaning of his words is clear.

If you lose, you have to accept the punishment!

(End of chapter)