Feng Qingyang nodded, and soon after he left, he found the bedroom arranged for him according to the direction in the jade slip, pushed the door open, sat cross-legged on the bed, and slowly entered the state of cultivation.
The sun sets and the moon rises, and a day has passed quickly. However, when he wakes up from his meditation again, it is already the next morning. Feng Qingyang gets up, tidied his gown, then closes the door and goes to the City Lord's Mansion Square.
Today was destined to be an extraordinary day. The outskirts of the City Lord's Square were already crowded with people. When Feng Qingyang and others came forward, they consciously made way for them.
Feng Qingyang looked at everyone in surprise, walked calmly, came to the light curtain and sat cross-legged. Opposite him, the Crown Prince of the Tian Yao Sect had already been sitting there waiting.
The Guiyuan battleship had already been flying in the air, emitting a cold and heavy aura that filled the entire square with a solemn and murderous atmosphere.
In the sky, Lu Xun stood far away at the horizon, staring at the two people in the arena in a trance. His face was calm, his white clothes were whiter than snow, and he looked like a fairy from the sky standing there.
The old man looked at the crowd below, then looked at Feng Qingyang and Wu Zili in the light curtain and said, "The finals begin!"
Upon hearing this, the scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone was looking forward to the outbreak of this war. The collision of two peerless geniuses was truly exciting.
Feng Qingyang stood up slowly. After drinking Xiangnan's tea in Duobao Pavilion yesterday, his body was already at its peak.
He just stood there quietly, and underneath his 'copper skin and iron bones', a ferocious and domineering armor suddenly appeared. His red hair moved without wind, and his eyes emitted a gleam of light that made people dare not look directly at him.
Wu Zili also stood up with a whoosh. Looking at the momentum exuding from Feng Qingyang, he was secretly surprised, but his blood began to boil. This was an instinct that came from meeting someone of equal strength.
Wu Zili chuckled and said, "Tiandu Peak was defeated by you that day. Today I want to wash away the shame of that day. Shame should be paid with blood..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the murderous intent in the light became even stronger. Everyone was shocked. It seemed that the battle between Feng Qingyang and Wu Zili was a battle of life and death.
One is a purple aura coming from the east for 800 miles, and the other is a zombie despised by heaven and earth. What kind of sparks will be produced when the two collide? Everyone waited and watched, holding their breath.
"Once you lose to me, you'll never be able to recover..." Feng Qingyang hit back without showing any weakness.
Then he took a step forward, and a violent murderous intent rose into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, and even infecting the people watching the battle below.
They all took a deep breath and thought to themselves what a powerful aura it was.
"Arrogant!" Wu Zili's eyes flashed with light, and his murderous intent was just as strong as Feng Qingyang's. He took a step forward and immediately wrapped his whole body in a set of golden armor.
"I am the prince of the Heavenly Demon Sect. In the future I will definitely be the supreme being who commands countless demons. Moreover, I have the blood of the Great Sage, the highest bloodline of the demon clan. How can you defeat me? Today I will use you, the abandoned person, as a sacrifice on my road to success." There was murderous intent in his eyes, and the long hair behind his head was also moving without wind, making a rustling sound.
The two men are equally domineering and proud, and it can be said that they are like a needle meeting a wheat thorn, and one of them is bound to be harmed.
"Whether it is a bird or an insect, you'll know after you beat it." Feng Qingyang laughed arrogantly. At this moment, he had turned into a zombie with a pair of long and sharp fangs sticking out, which made his domineering appearance even more terrifying and hideous.
The war was about to break out. Within the light curtain, a strong murderous intent was brewing. Even the people outside the light curtain felt the pressure doubled and were sweating profusely.
At the same time, they all secretly thought that the gap between themselves and them was as huge as heaven and earth, and they were afraid that they would be killed by just a glance from the other party.
"boom!"
Wu Zili took the first step. He was a descendant of the Golden Crow bloodline. If he was successfully activated and did not die in the middle, he would definitely become a great sage-level figure in the future.
He was unstoppable, the air exploded and turned into a golden whirlwind, and a golden spear appeared in his hand and stabbed straight forward.
Boom…
The air exploded, and seemed to be about to split apart under his charge.
Feng Qingyang had an indifferent expression. The moment Wu Zili moved, he clasped his hands together and immediately released a powerful Vajra Palm.
His hands turned into two palm prints the size of millstones, and slammed into the golden spear that was coming straight at him.
Boom…
The big hand and the spear collided with each other, and the sky and the earth suddenly lost their color. Violent air waves swept across the entire sky. The enormous pressure swept through the crowd below through the light, and immediately made the spectators standing in the front with weaker cultivation vomit blood and retreat.
"So powerful..." the crowd exclaimed. Just this one move could unleash such a strong power. It was unheard of.
Feng Qingyang kept moving. After a collision, a black mist suddenly emerged from around his body, covering him and making him barely visible.
His pair of black fists seemed to be able to open up the world, and the black mist on his body strangely condensed into a black shadow in the void that no one had ever seen before.
Feng Qingyang roared angrily, the air vibrated, and even the light curtain covering the square shook violently for a moment, as if it could not withstand his roar.
Everyone present changed their expressions. If there had not been this light curtain blocking the way, the aftermath of the fight between the two of them would have been enough to crush them to pieces.
Wu Zili also roared at the same time, and a pair of golden wings appeared on his golden armor.
The wings spun, making shrill screams that seemed to be able to cut through the void.
Behind him, a tall golden crow shadow appeared out of thin air. This was not a vision of his, but the effect of him exerting all his strength to activate the power of his bloodline.
The golden crow soared into the sky and the sun shone brightly. Wherever it passed, everything turned into a sea of fire, as if it was going to dry the earth out.
Feng Qingyang's expression remained unchanged, and he swung out the Vajra Palm again. At the same time, a faint Sanskrit sound was heard in the air.
Boom…
The two men collided again, and the enormous pressure swept in all directions like a tide. The light curtain was turbulent, forcing the old man above to quickly mobilize his magic power to fix it.
"What a pervert." Feng Qingyang said inwardly. He had always been invincible in his physical body, and now he finally met someone who could be equally matched with him. His corpse king bloodline was immediately awakened and began to boil.
"Very good, you can actually take two of my moves." The Heavenly Demon Prince Wu Zili smiled, but the smile was only fleeting, and then murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
The wings behind him flashed, creating a whirlwind, and he flashed past, with the spear reaching Feng Qingyang's sight in just a moment.
"The gun shoots out like a dragon proud of the sky!"
His extremely domineering words were heard in the void, and at the same time, the spear in his hand seemed to transform into a golden dragon, opening its bloody mouth and suppressing Feng Qingyang.
"A big bird dares to be so arrogant?" Feng Qingyang roared with disdain. Without thinking, he turned around and exerted his magic power to the extreme. He put his hands together and pushed forward quickly. The power of the Vajra Palm burst out.
Boom…
Mountains and rivers roll back, wind and clouds lose their color...