Taifeng's sword is shining brightly, and it is obviously a rare good sword.

What's even more terrifying is that this sword has drunk the blood of eighteen princes, and among them is the blood of three seven-star peak martial saints!

Yun Feng's words made people's hearts palpitate, and most of the junior disciples of the three major sects beat fiercely in their hearts when they heard this.

Even if it was a disciple of the Feiyun Sect, he only knew it today, it turned out that Yun Feng was a real big disciple, and now he knew that Yun Feng's strength was so terrifying!

Taifeng Sword once drank the blood of three Seven-Star Peak Martial Saints, representing that Yun Feng had a record of defeating the Seven-Star Peak Martial Saints three times, no wonder Yun Zhankong thought that Feiyun Sect had won the first place, and it was indeed something to rely on.

Ye Xing looked at Yun Feng, who looked proud, chuckled, and said, "I really don't know, where does your pride come from, weapons drink a lot of people's blood, can they be considered powerful?"

As he spoke, Ye Xing stabbed the Ziling spear in his hand forward, pointed it at Yun Feng, and continued: "This spear's name is Ziling, a low-grade spirit soldier, when I first became a martial saint, it was obtained from the hands of the first inner disciple of the Dongfu Sect, and I don't know how many people's blood was drunk in my hands, but the vast majority of the blood I drank was from people who cultivated to at least one realm higher than me!"

On the purple feather spear, the nicks were dense, and it no longer had the brilliant brilliance it had when it first arrived in Ye Xing's hands, and it looked far inferior to Yun Feng's Taifeng Sword aura.

However, the nicks on the Purple Feather Spear all came from the attacks of the mid-grade spirit soldiers, which meant that Ye Xing had fought with many strong people with medium-grade spirit soldiers with the Purple Feather Spear, a low-grade spirit soldier.

But he has never been defeated, although the purple feather spear is covered with nicks, but he has drunk the blood of a strong man with a medium-grade spirit soldier, and the blood of Ye Xing has never been drunk by a middle-grade spirit soldier.

Ye Xing's words made everyone's hearts shake even more, Zi Ling speared, and he didn't know how many opponents he had defeated and killed with a cultivation higher than him.

Yun Feng is the proud son of the sky that has been difficult to come out of the Feiyun Sect for hundreds of years. The talent is very high, not only has the cultivation talent of the two-star yellow life, but also the martial arts wizard, the cultivation talent is better than his master Yun Zhankong, and the martial arts talent is even more difficult for Yun Zhankong to match.

However, he is such a genius of this generation, and in the Feiyun Sect, he has to hide his strength all the time and not be known to outsiders.

In the eyes of outsiders. He was always suppressed by the big disciple Yun Bin, no one knew, he was the real big disciple, he was the real Tianjiao.

Unable to get the amazement and worship of others, Yun Feng was very aggrieved in his heart.

Today, Yun Feng finally tore off his hidden cloak and made his genius face public, and his heart was naturally extremely proud and proud.

Pity. His pride, in front of Ye Xing, was not worth mentioning, and he did not get half of Ye Xing's amazement. Instead, it was ruthlessly crushed.

"Where does my pride come from?"

Yun Feng's face turned pale, but then he returned to his original state, his head was slightly raised, and he said, "I am a two-star real person destiny." The real age is actually twenty-one, and he only reached twenty-one three days ago. This means that I became a seven-star martial saint at the age of twenty, and I have invincible combat power in the same realm, how many people in the world can compare?"

Many people gasped, Yun Feng even had a fake age, and his real age was even one year younger than the age known to outsiders.

Two-star real person destiny, less than twenty-one years old, he became a seven-star martial saint, his strength is invincible in the same realm, what kind of potential should this have, there will be amazing achievements in the future, it is inevitable to become a two-star real person, and there is a great hope to become a three-star real person, coupled with his martial arts talent, the strength is absolutely terrifying.

Compared with Yun Feng, Mo Xilan, the eldest disciple of the Spirit Moon Sect, is inferior and not at the same level.

With his conditions, among the disciples of the three sects, he can indeed be proud and proud, but except in front of Ye Xing, let alone Yun Feng said that there are few people in the world who can compare, this is simply arrogant!

"That's all ...... is it amazing!"

Ye Xing said lightly, his voice disdainful, "I am seventeen years old this year, a five-star martial saint, I have a record of defeating a seven-star martial saint in one move, I am not as good as you in terms of destiny, I am also lower than you in terms of age, but in terms of strength, you don't have any advantage in front of me, if you are also seventeen years old, today I can crush you with one finger, in front of me, what qualifications do you have to be proud of?"

The seventeen-year-old five-star Martial Saint, and having a record of defeating the seven-star Martial Saint in one move, is indeed more shocking than Yun Feng.

Ye Xing's information, everyone knows, but no one thinks about it, now that Ye Xing said it, everyone realized how evil Ye Xing has become!

At the age of seventeen, he can defeat the Seven-Star Martial Saint, this is the real Tianjiao, and the entire Qingyun region is rare to see in a thousand years.

When Yun Feng and Ye Xing were compared, it was like a bright star next to the moon, and it was suddenly eclipsed.

Yun Feng's breathing suddenly became short, his chest rose and fell, the genius he was proud of was finally displayed in front of everyone's eyes today, it should have been a time to enjoy everyone's amazement and praise, but he was trampled by Ye Xing, and his pride was trampled to pieces.

This made Yun Feng unbearable.

However, without waiting for Yun Feng to speak, Ye Xing continued to scold:

"Today is only a gathering of three sects, in front of me Ye Xing, you are so mediocre, if you look at the entire Qingyun region, among the disciples of the top ten sects, how many geniuses do you think you can rank?

And the Qingyun region is a small area of the True Xuan Domain, compared to the entire Xingchen Da 6, the True Xuan Domain is only the tip of the iceberg, how big the world is, how many geniuses, in the Qingyun Region, you are not outstanding, looking at the True Xuan Domain, you are not worth mentioning.

And looking at the world, even I don't dare to say how many people can compare, you Yunfeng, what qualifications do you have to say that there are few people in the world who can compare, how ignorant and arrogant this is, it's ridiculous!"

In the face of Ye Xing's rebuke, Yun Feng's belief continued to disintegrate, his momentum collapsed, and his face became more and more pale.

Ye Xing stepped forward, his powerful momentum oppressed, and shouted, "You say, where does your pride come from!"

Rub and rub......

Yun Feng took three steps back.

On the three major pavilions, the martial artists of the three major sects were all stunned, just from words, Ye Xing actually disintegrated Yun Feng's battle faith, causing his momentum to drop greatly.

"Hmph!"

Yun Zhankong snorted angrily, like a muffled thunder, which shocked Yun Feng's heart, and Yun Zhankong said: "Nothing matters, the current result is the most important, and the strength in front of you is the most powerful strength, Feng'er!

Yun Feng reacted instantly, yes, what is so terrible about Ye Xing?

What's wrong with having a record of defeating a seven-star martial saint at the age of seventeen?

What's wrong with the amazing potential?

This qiē is not important, what matters is the result of this battle now, the strength in front of you, is the most powerful strength.

Without the present, what future is there?

Yun Feng was touched by Yun Zhan's emptiness, and his belief was immediately firm, but after all, he suffered a big setback between Ye Xing's words just now, and the momentum at this moment is no longer when Yun Feng came to power.

"Yes, the result now is the most important, the strength in front of you is the strongest, I will use my real strength now to crush your arrogant pride!"

Ye Xing shouted and strode like a meteor, rushing towards Yun Feng, and the purple feather spear stabbed out a dark spear in an instant.

Dark Spirit Marksmanship - A flash of inspiration!

Yun Bin, a disciple of the Feiyun Sect, was defeated by Ye Xing's move.

The spear pierced the air, as fast as a streamer, and instantly arrived in front of Yun Feng.

But Yun Feng is not Yun Bin.

Although he was proud, he was not like Yun Bin, he didn't take Ye Xing in his eyes, he was always paying attention to Ye Xing's every move.

"The sun rises in the east, the sword of the rising sun!"

Yun Feng snorted softly, the Taifeng Sword in his hand burst out with brilliant light, and in an instant, a sword stabbed out, like the rising sun in the east, unstoppable, and there was a magnificent trend that shone on the world.

This sword contains the general trend of heaven and earth, and the sword power is shocking!

In this general trend of heaven and earth, Yun Feng has already comprehended to the point of extreme profundity, no wonder there are few opponents at the same level.

The purple feather spear was blocked back, and a thin notch appeared on the head of the spear.

The collision between the lower-grade spirit soldiers and the middle-grade spirit soldiers is obviously on the losing side.

"Undercurrents are surging!"

Ye Xing's eyes froze, Yun Feng's strength was indeed not comparable to Yun Bin, he took out ten percent of his energy and went all out.

"The big day is in the sky!"

Yun Feng drank lightly, his figure jumped up, and the Taifeng sword slashed down, dazzling in brilliance, like the sky of the great sun, shining in all directions, and the sword momentum was stronger. (To be continued!)

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