Zhang Hanshan's surprised look fell on Yang Feng's body, flashing an incredulous color: "It's him!! Junior Brother Yang!!!"
Zhou Feng was taken aback for a moment, his eyes fell on Yang Feng, his brows frowned slightly: "Junior Brother Yang, it's too impulsive!"
Zhongsun An also frowned slightly: "It's him!! Senior Brother Yang Feng! It's too early for him to challenge Yi Yuanyang!"
Zhang Hanshan and other disciples of the True Legend of the War Demon Sect all knew that Yang Feng was extraordinary, and even the Star Warlock was his opponent. But that Yi Yuanyang could defeat the Yuehua Warlock, a terrifying existence comparable to gods and demons, no one thought that Yang Feng would be his opponent.
Yi Yuanyangjun's face sank slightly, and he turned to look at Yang Feng. There was an extremely cold and murderous intent flashing in his eyes that were as bright as stars. Since he debuted, this is the first time someone dared to talk to him like this.
Shi Xue smiled like a jewel with dazzling light: "Brother, you don't need to make a move, this thing that doesn't know the height of the sky. I'll defeat him!"
Yang Feng smiled slightly, completely ignoring Yi Yuanyang, and walked out: "Xue'er, you have the cultivation base of the Yuehua Warlock to fight against him because you bully the small, and you can't win. Only if I defeat him, he will be convinced. Orally, let him understand that he is just a waste."
Yi Yuanyang's eyes condensed slightly, a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he smiled coldly: "A great warlock in a small area, who dares to challenge me, is really overwhelming. If you want to fight with me, you are not enough. Qualifications, when you are promoted to become a star warlock, I will consider again whether to fight with you."
Yang Feng sneered at each other: "According to your statement, what qualifications do you have to challenge my sister as a star warlock. My sister is the moon warlock, you trash, wait for you to cultivate to the realm of moon warlock, then come to challenge my sister. However, my sister must have been promoted to the solar warlock by the time, and a finger can pinch to death an overweight ant like you."
Yi Yuanyang smiled and stepped into the arena: "Well, since you are insulting yourself, then I will fulfill you and accept your challenge."
Lu Wuchen frowned slightly, and a worrisome expression flashed in his eyes: "Yang Feng, are you sure?"
At the time of the Zongmen Grand Competition, Yang Feng defeated Zhongsun An, which was already impressive. But even so, Lu Wuchen didn't think Yang Feng could contend with Yi Yuanyang.
Yang Feng smiled slightly and said, "Sect Master, please let me try."
Lu Wuchen pondered for a while, then nodded slightly.
Yang Feng stepped into the arena.
"Great Warlock!! He even challenged Yi Yuanyang with the cultivation of the Great Warlock. He really didn't know whether to live or die."
"Even Mo Wuheng of the War Demon Sect, a powerful man of the Yuehua Warlock rank, was defeated by Yi Yuanyang. He was a great warlock who challenged Yi Yuanyang. He really did not live or die."
"..."
Spiritual fluctuations echoed in this area, and eyes full of sarcasm focused on Yang Feng.
The corner of Zhao Yilian's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer: "It's really stupid. The mere warlock dared to challenge Yi Yuanyang. It's so stupid and disappointing. It seems that the direct disciples of the four masters of the War Demon Sect are not as good as one generation. Up."
That beautiful, beautiful beauty, Linghui, who resembled a white immortal lotus, cast his incomparable eyes on Yang Feng thoughtfully: "That's not necessarily. He even dared to challenge Yi Yuanyang, he must have some ability. This battle. , Maybe it will go far beyond our expectations."
A solemn color flashed in Zhao Yilian's beautiful eyes, and she asked curiously: "Why do you think so?"
The beautiful woman in front of her, who is as beautiful as the white fairy lotus, is Bai Yilian, the contemporary saint of the Saint Lianzong. She is also the most outstanding genius of Saint Lotus Sect's generation, with incomparable wisdom and extraordinary knowledge.
Bai Yilian said indifferently: "This person used to be in the black ink war zone of the Demon Realm. He has harvested hundreds of millions of merits in less than a month. He is definitely not a simple character."
Zhao Yilian took a deep breath, her eyes fell on Yang Feng, and a dignified color flashed in her beautiful eyes: "In a ghost place like Demon Realm, he can harvest hundreds of millions of exploits in less than a month, so this person really doesn't Simple!"
Yang Feng flipped his hand and the divine weapon flame sword immediately appeared in his hand, and said lightly: "Yi Yuanyang, I don't want to bully the small, so I will give you a chance. You can do it first!"
This is the first time that Yi Yuanyang has been so despised, and he is still a mere warlock. A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Very well, if that's the case, then you will turn me into ashes! "
A flame field containing violent flame elements suddenly erupted, immediately enveloping Yang Feng, and countless fire crows, fire snakes, and fire dragons suddenly appeared in the flame field, and directly rushed towards Yang Feng.
The entire arena was enveloped by the extremely violent flames, even if they were outside the arena, everyone present could still feel a scorching breath rushing toward them.
Zhang Hanshan and other disciples of the War Demon Sect tightened slightly with a solemn expression on their faces. The slightly weaker True Legend disciples even turned pale, and the flame field released by Yi Yuanyang could burn them to ashes in an instant.
"Is there only this degree? Take out your Jiuyao Jiuyao, otherwise, you are not my opponent at all!"
Yang Feng's voice was heard from the sea of flames, and the countless flames in the flame field churned wildly, turning into a flame vortex and submerged directly into the sacred flame sword in Yang Feng's hand.
Within a few breaths, the flame field completely collapsed and disappeared.
"Sixth-level secret treasure? No, this is a divine tool of an alien plane! If you don't see it, you still have some abilities."
Yi Yuanyang glanced at the divine weapon Flame Sword in Yang Feng's hand, smiled coldly, read the spell silently, flicked his finger, and cast a fifth-level spell, Starfire Demon Butterfly.
A wave of flame elements surged, each palm-sized, spiritual, Starfire Demon Butterflies containing terrifying flame elements flew out one after another.
In almost one breath, tens of thousands of Starfire Demon Butterfly spread all over this area, turning into flames of light, sweeping towards Yang Feng.
That Starfire Demon Butterfly is an extremely powerful secret method, and each of those Starfire Demon Butterfly contains terrifying flame power, which is only slightly inferior to the Sun Golden Flame. Even the Star Warlock, who was burned by the Starfire Demon Butterfly, was easily burned to ashes by the Starfire Demon Butterfly.
"You only have this level? The saint son of Taiyizong, really disappointed me! I only have this ability, and I can't even force me 10% of the ability."
Yang Feng smiled coldly, holding the sword of flame, a sacred weapon, the law of flame surged, and a terrifying vortex spewed out from the sword of flame.
The tens of thousands of Starfire Demon Butterflies were immediately swallowed by the terrifying vortex like a moth to a fire.
Yi Yuanyang stared coldly and sternly shouted: "Blast!"
The Starfire Demon Butterflies burst apart in an instant, turning into flames, bursting the vortex directly, and swept towards Yang Feng.
With a wave of Yang Feng's hand, the sword of flame gave birth to nine vortexes, frantically devouring the bursting flames of the Starfire Demon Butterfly.
Amidst the exploding flames, a flame flashed, and in an instant it condensed into Yi Yuanyang's body, a sneer flashed in his eyes, from behind Yang Feng, a palm directly blasted towards Yang Feng's heart.
This is Taiyizong's flame light and fire body transformation method, and it is also an extremely advanced secret method. After mastering this secret method, Yi Yuanyang was able to freely shuttle through various flames, appearing out of sight, and extremely powerful.
Just when Yi Yuanyang was about to hit Yang Feng with a single shot, Yang Feng seemed to have eyes behind his back. On one side of his body, a palm hit Yi Yuanyang's abdomen like a meteor, and his violent power burst out instantly. , Blasted into Yi Yuanyang's body.
Yi Yuanyang's complexion changed drastically, he spouted a mouthful of blood with flames, his body collapsed, turning into a little flame and disappeared.
The next moment, in the place where Yi Yuanyang was standing, countless flames suddenly surged, condensing to form Yi Yuanyang's deity, but at this moment, he was bleeding from the corners of his mouth and looked a little embarrassed. Looking at Yang Feng, a solemn flash of light flashed in his eyes. color.
"Yi Yuanyang was actually injured!!"
"This, how is this possible! Yi Yuanyang, how could it be injured!!"
"Yi Yuanyang actually hurts more than him!! He, he is just a great warlock!!"
"..."
Inside the hall, the leaders of the major forces were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes when they saw this scene. Na Yi Yuanyang had defeated even a powerful Yuehua Warlock like Mo Wuheng, and now he was injured by a great warlock-level Yang Feng. It's as unthinkable as if a giant dragon was fisted by an ant.
Li Heng's smiling face suddenly became stiff, and an unbelievable color flashed in his eyes, staring at Yang Feng who was standing there.
Lu Wuchen's frowning brows also stretched out, revealing a smile. Even if Yang Feng surrendered directly now, Zhan Mozong's face would be radiant.
Zhang Hanshan let out a long sigh, a strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she smiled charmingly: "Junior Brother Yang, it's really terrifying!! I missed her."
Zhou Feng shook his head slightly, a hint of smile revealed between his eyebrows: "This brother and sister are all monsters!!"
A dignified color flashed in Zhao Yilian's beautiful eyes and said solemnly: "You are right, he is really extraordinary! Far beyond our expectations!"
Bai Yilian stared at Yang Feng's beautiful eyes.
Yang Feng put his hands behind his back, glanced at Yi Yuanyang, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said: "Yi Yuanyang, you just fought two games in a row, presumably the mental energy consumed is not small. I allow you to drink a few bottles of potions. Take a good rest for a few hours. So that you won’t complain later, I will bully the small and take advantage of the dangers of others.”