"Little beast, I told you to stop!"

Looking at Ye Changkong's fist-pumping action, Yan Qiurong was filled with tears, and his body exuded a particularly terrifying aura.

But Ye Changkong was unmoved, and the fist he waved went straight forward, directly hitting Yan Wuji's head.

Boom!~

Phew~chi!~

Yan Wuji, who was seriously injured and still suffering from the soul sting of the Spirit Demon Eye Technique, was unable to resist the punch at all.

The dark vision in front of him suddenly turned blood red, dyeing his entire world in blood.

Before he could even make a sound of fear and pain, his bloody world began to collapse.

The moment before his death, Yan Wuji even vaguely remembered the scene when he saw Ye Changkong for the first time.

At that time, Ye Changkong was chasing Huang Tianyou in the plain outside Yunxi City.

At that time, he was standing on that huge blue-eyed golden eagle, looking down on Ye Changkong, looking so arrogant.

But today, Ye Changkong smashed him to death on the Blood Cloud Battle Platform.

At the last moment before death, what filled Yan Wuji's heart was reluctance, regret, and helplessness!

He broke through the artistic conception of the sword and joined the ranks of the top geniuses of the younger generation of Cang Yan Kingdom.

He still has a long way to go, he has a great future and ambitions, and he is unwilling to perish just now.

He regretted himself, why he didn't let Ye Changkong leave the Blood Cloud Battle Arena, but insisted on taking Ye Changkong's life, causing him to die in hatred.

In the face of death, he seemed even more frightened and helpless.

No matter how he was born, he would be looked up to by countless people. As a direct descendant of the Yan clan's royal family, his status would have no effect in the face of death.

However, no matter how unwilling, regretful or helpless Yan Wuji was, he could not change the fact that he was about to die.

At the moment of his death, he could not even take another look at this beautiful world.

The attack of Ye Changkong's magic eye spell stung his soul and even blinded his eyes.

To him, this was the cruelest and most despairing thing.

"My son!"

"ah!"

Yan Yifeng looked at Yan Wuji, who had completely lost his life breath, and let out a heartbreaking roar of grief.

The black hair on his head turned gray at this moment.

The overwhelming hatred and anger swallowed up all his reason.

Even though he knew that he could not break through the spiritual defense array on the Xueyun Battle Platform, he could not control himself and furiously fired out hateful killing blows.

"The King of the Third Blood Cloud Battle Platform."

Ye Mingxuan took a deep breath and felt happy for the arrogant figure radiating light on the stage.

"It's over." Cheng Ziying clenched her fists tightly, as if she was proud of Ye Changkong.

"I knew you wouldn't let Qingyun Sect down." Hai Lao had a smile on his face.

"Good guy!"

Everyone including Mr. Yun, Lu Feifan, Han Jiao, etc. all burst into exciting laughter.

The reversal of the battle in the end was really surprising.

At this moment, Ye Changkong, standing on the Third Blood Cloud Battle Stage and being watched by the whole country, was proud.

Assigned to the Third Blood Cloud Battle Stage, the sixteen geniuses of Bei Xuan Sect joined forces, but they were unable to stop Ye Changkong from reaching the top.

Moreover, the geniuses headed by Yan Wuji and Wei Yunpeng all paid a heavy price with their lives, and only two of them escaped from the Third Blood Cloud Battle Stage.

The battle on the Third Blood Cloud Arena was really exciting and tragic.

There is no doubt that Ye Changkong became the king of the Third Blood Cloud Arena and earned a spot to participate in the Fengyun Conference.

On and off the court, many people gave their heartfelt blessings to Ye Changkong for reaching the top.

As for Yan Yifeng who went crazy due to the pain of losing his son, and Yan Qiurong and others who were furious.

Ye Mingxuan, Hai Lao, and Yun Lao don't care too much at all. With them here, even if they risk their lives today and completely break with the Yan clan, they will do their best to protect Ye Changkong.

With people like them here, the Yan Clan did not dare to touch Ye Changkong.

We don't even dare to completely break with the Qingyun Sect, because in the Cangyan Kingdom, there is still the Beixuan Sect who is watching covetously.

"Finally got a spot in the Fengyun Conference."

On the Third Blood Cloud Battle Stage, Ye Changkong, who was covered in scars and blood, showed a bright smile.

He saw the relief of Ye Mingxuan, Hai Lao and others, and saw the blessings from many people, and he was really happy.

It has been a year, and finally we have taken such a big step on the road to chasing Chu Yifan and Lin Yueqing.

Taking this step made him become the most dazzling figure among the younger generation of Cang Yan Kingdom.

"It took Chu Yifan three years to rise in the Cangyan Kingdom and earn a spot at the Cangyan State Banquet, but it only took me one year!"

On that smiling face, there was a fiery light shining in his eyes.

He used his hard work and sweat to prove himself to everyone.

The light he shines is even more dazzling than Chu Yifan and Lin Yueqing last year.

"I won."

Ye Changkong leaned towards Ye Mingxuan and others, the smile on his face was so bright.

The moment he fell from the Third Blood Cloud Battle Platform, the spirit pattern formation on the Third Blood Cloud Battle Platform also stopped operating.

His figure slowly fell, and Ye Changkong, Hai Lao, and Yun Lao were guarding Ye Changkong's side, wary of those from the Yan Clan.

However, everyone underestimated Yan Yifeng's madness.

The moment Ye Changkong fell from the Third Blood Cloud Battle Platform, Yan Yifeng's whole body seemed to turn into a ball of angry flames, bursting out with terrifying speed and flying towards Ye Changkong.

"Ye Changkong, the hatred for killing your son is irreconcilable!"

Yan Yifeng roared loudly and shook the sky. Regardless of the cost, he wanted to avenge his son and killed Ye Changkong on the spot.

Ye Changkong jumped from the blood cloud platform and was in the process of falling. He clearly felt a powerful killing intent coming towards him.

Looking at the figure that seemed to be transformed into angry flames and containing terrifying power, there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

"Yi Feng, come back!"

"Yan Yifeng, are you looking for death?"

Yan Qiurong's shouts were followed by the angry sounds of Hai Lao, Yun Lao and other elders of Qingyun Palace.

Ye Mingxuan, Hai Lao, Yun Lao and others who were hovering around Ye Changkong and falling together with Ye Changkong's figure all had terrifying auras on their bodies.

In the mid-air, as if disgusted with a strong wind and huge waves, dozens of powerful auras instantly filled the air, all pointing at the charging Yan Yifeng.

"Go away!"

"court death!"

Hai Lao, Yun Lao and other nine elders of Qingyun Palace all used powerful killing blows to kill Yan Yifeng.

As for Ye Mingxuan, Lu Feifan, Han Jiao and others, their suspended figures quickly changed and they surrounded Ye Changkong in an instant, protecting him heavily.

Yan Yifeng wanted to avenge his son and had lost his mind.

In the sight of everyone present, Yan Yifeng rushed towards Ye Changkong like a moth to the flame, facing the killing blows of the nine Qingyun Sect elders.

Boom~Boom!~

The nine elders took action without any mercy, and the nine terrifying killing attacks all converged together, making the sky here seem to tremble.

Waves of terrifying energy impact aura, spreading crazily around.

And Yan Yifeng, who was located in the core area of ​​those powerful killing energies, was strangled on the spot.

Rain of blood and broken flesh poured out above the sky.

"This is the foundation of Qingyun Sect..."

"Those nine old men are really terrifying!"

Those second and third level trial disciples who survived all felt fear in their hearts.

A person in the Condensing Core Realm had a very important position in Cangyan Country, but he fell here in the blink of an eye.

Wang Xuan, Bei Xuanzong and others even narrowed their eyes suddenly, feeling frightened by the strength of Hai Lao and Yun Lao.

These immortals from the Qingyun Sect are really not that ordinary.

As long as Hai Lao, Yun Lao and others die, the Qingyun Sect will probably not collapse.

With these immortals here, if you want to eliminate the Qingyun Sect, you must not use strong methods and can only rely on the situation to suppress them.
To be continued...