"You actually have the strength of a martial artist, how is this possible?"

After being stunned, Nangong Zhenghao quickly calmed down and immediately figured out the mystery.

Yitian smiled coldly, glanced at the people watching the battle around him, his eyes stayed on Nangong Jianhua for a moment, and hummed: "That's thanks to some people, it was their dirty and bloody hands that pushed you to the Jedi of death!"

"Wu Zun, how is this possible? He has not made any progress in the past ten years, how can he suddenly be promoted to Wu Zun?"

"No, it can't be. If he becomes a martial artist, how can we have a good future in the future?"

"I wonder how he dares to challenge Martial Zun, it turns out that he has broken through the Martial Soul Realm and entered the Martial Zun Realm. ”

Nangong Zhenghao's words immediately caused the audience to be shocked, and countless voices of discussion came and went, and they were extremely shocked by Nangong Feiyu's promotion to Wuzun.

The four elders were relatively calm, although this matter was unexpected, but Wu Zun was nothing remarkable, and Wu Zun was also strong and weak.

Nangong Shengjie had a look of hatred on his face, he didn't want to believe that Nangong Feiyu actually had martial honor-level strength, which was simply unreasonable.

Nangong Jianhua and other people who hated Nangong Feiyu had gloomy faces, things were unexpected, and what was waiting for them would be Nangong Feiyu's ruthless counterattack.

Some other martial soul-level Nangong disciples began to regret it at this moment, they used to wantonly mock Nangong Feiyu, who would have thought that now Nangong Feiyu has broken through the realm and become a martial artist.

If they treat others in their own way, then their fate will be extremely bleak.

On the stage, Nangong Zhenghao didn't quite understand the meaning of Yitian, and questioned: "What do you mean by this?"

Yitian sneered: "If there is no trip to the Lost Forest, how can someone spread the news of my death? If there is no news of my death, how dare your son Nangong Mingjie come to my house to rob people? If he doesn't come to my house to rob people, how can there be a life-and-death showdown that we say today? If there is no battle today, how can you die here? If you don't die, how can I make a splash? Aren't all thanks to those people who have bloody hands and dirty hearts? They pushed you to the Jedi. ”

One by one, if Nangong Zhenghao jumped like thunder, Yitian's arrogance was simply infuriating.

Not only Nangong Zhenghao was angry, but even Nangong Jianhua, who was watching the battle, was so angry that he gritted his teeth, eager to tear Yitian apart.

The four elders had strange expressions, and looked at Yitian without saying a word, all secretly probing his details.

"Damn, I'm so angry!Boy, even if you break through the realm of martial souls and be promoted to martial venerable, you will be a junior martial venerable at most, if you want to kill me, you haven't used that ability. ”

Nangong Zhenghao's face was filled with anger, although he knew that this was Yitian deliberately stimulating himself, but he couldn't swallow this breath.

In front of tens of thousands of onlookers in Mochizuki Town, how could Nangong Zhenghao, a dignified middle-level martial artist, be said to be worthless by Nangong Feiyu, a hairy boy?

With a cold smile, Yitian's eyes were like blades, and he instantly broke through Nangong Zhenghao's spiritual defense line, invaded his mind, and left an indelible mark.

"If I'm not sure, I'll tell you this?"

Nangong Zhenghao subconsciously lowered his head to avoid Yitian's eyes, and there was a sense of uneasiness in his heart, which made him uncertain and more impetuous.

"It's useless to talk too much, the old man is standing here. Today, since we have agreed to fight for life and death, then either you die or I die, and only one person can leave alive. In this case, we will each rely on our abilities and resign ourselves to fate. ”

Glaring at Yitian, Nangong Zhenghao was imposing, flames erupted all around him, red clouds gathered under his feet, and a burning sky aura permeated all directions, making everyone watching the battle feel the solemnity and pressure.

On the Heavenly Punishment Platform, the jumping flames rolled up like waves, with Nangong Zhenghao as the center, constantly spreading around, converging into a sea of fire, which looked extremely terrifying.

Yitian carried his hands behind his back, looking at the sky, with a posture of looking at the world and not caring at all, so angry that Nangong Zhenghao roared the world.

At this moment, Yitian stood proudly in the sky, arrogant and uninhibited, and it seemed that he didn't take Nangong Zhenghao in his eyes at all.

Such a move was unpleasant, and many people who hated Nangong Feiyu made accusations one after another, scolding him for having no one in his eyes.

Yitian didn't care, he turned a deaf ear, his eyes flashed with purple light, and his thoughts became weird at this moment.

Whenever a purple-red light appeared in Yitian's eyes, a wave of consciousness would occur in his mind, with a mysterious and unpredictable frequency, vaguely telling some kind of secret.

At that moment, Yitian's thoughts flowed, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart, but he was always unable to accurately capture that fleeting mystery.

Seeing that Yitian ignored him, Nangong Zhenghao was so angry that he roared: "Stinky boy, I'm going to kill you." ”

The deafening roar made the surrounding flames rise and fall like waves, and the flames jumped and merged in the air, turning into firebirds, red clouds, and fire dragons, shooting towards Yitian.

These firebirds, red clouds, and fire dragons each have different oscillation frequencies, and they jump thousands of times in an instant, and the changes are not visible to the naked eye, but in fact they hide mysteries.

Yitian does not say anything, nor does he fight back.

But as soon as those flames, firebirds, red clouds, and fire dragons approached Yitian, they would automatically extinguish, as if they had entered a vacuum area, lacking oxygen.

Countless flames extinguished themselves in a certain area, creating a crimson flame barrier.

Those who don't know it thought that Yitian had sent out an invisible barrier to keep the flames out.

In fact, it was Nangong Zhenghao who continued to attack, which made the flames spray towards Yitian all the time, maintaining the so-called enchantment.

In the silence, a smile suddenly appeared on Yitian's face, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

At that moment, the flames outside Yitian's body changed significantly, and the flames turned into fireballs, as if driven by some kind of force, revolving around Yitian.

Nangong Zhenghao's body was shocked, an incredible look appeared in his eyes, and he said sharply: "If you want to control my flames, you haven't used that ability yet." The flames turn into clouds, but I command. ”

Urging the true element in his body, Nangong Zhenghao quickly adjusted the frequency, deepening the fusion with the fire outside his body, and making him obey his orders.

Yi Tian smiled strangely, two inverted flames appeared in his eyes, and the fireballs swirling around him immediately sped up, completely controlled by him.

Nangong Zhenghao trembled, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood, which immediately turned into a ball of flame and appeared above his head.

This flame is very weird, and there is a light and shadow hidden in it, which looks like Nangong Zhenghao's primordial spirit, exuding a powerful momentum.

Outside Yitian's body, those spinning fireballs were somewhat restricted, and it seemed that control was back in Nangong Zhenghao's hands, and they began to fly towards Nangong Zhenghao.