After Feng Wuchi finished speaking, his aura changed, his hair stood on end like an angry lion, and his skin began to turn red.
As the color of his skin changed, Feng Wuchi's aura began to rise continuously.
"Seventh Heaven"
"Eighth Heaven"
"Nine Heavens"
Feng Wuchi's aura became stronger and stronger, and his skin began to turn from red to white, and then became transparent. Even the flow of blood under the skin and the contraction of muscles could be seen clearly.
Some women in Yuhua Palace began to scream uncontrollably when they saw this terrifying phenomenon.
After the skin becomes transparent, it looks like a person has been peeled off. Even the faint of heart will be frightened just by looking at it.
Although these women were not frightened and fainted, they all covered their eyes with their hands and did not dare to look anymore.
"boom"
The space shook, and a powerful aura belonging to the king enveloped the entire venue. At this time, Feng Wuchi had become a king.
Moreover, his aura is extremely solid, much more powerful than Lancai Die.
At this time, Lan Caidi withdrew the long sword from the dying Mu Bai and looked at this side with a shocked expression.
"Oh my god, what kind of skill is this? How can it improve your cultivation so much?"
"This must be some kind of secret method, but I have never heard of any secret method that can increase a person's strength by an entire level."
"I didn't expect Feng Wuchi to have such a powerful trump card. Now that boy is in danger."
Ye Yang kept looking at Feng Wuchi coldly until all his strength was improved, then he asked lightly, "Okay?"
"Hahahaha, boy, I really don't know whether to say you are too confident or too stupid, you didn't stop me, otherwise I could only advance to the first level of king, and now I have the strength of the second level king."
Feng Wuchi burst out laughing. Due to his improved strength, his voice was completely different from before, as unpleasant as scraping iron.
"So what?" Ye Yang asked with some confusion.
"How is it? Haha, not so good. I will kill you, and then kill that woman." He pointed to the blue butterfly in the distance.
"Just kill two people? It seems a little small. Aren't you going to kill more?" Ye Yang shook his head.
"I want to kill more, but unfortunately once I fully activate my firepower, I won't be able to sustain it for that long, but it should be enough to kill you two," Feng Wu Equator said.
"This secret technique of mine can only be used once in a lifetime. At the cost of burning essence and blood, I can temporarily gain powerful combat power. It should be enough to be able to kill two Tianwu prodigies," Feng Wuchi said with a ferocious expression.
At this time, Lan Caidi rushed forward, came to Ye Yang and said, "Let me deal with him."
Lan Caidi had already felt that Feng Wuchi was extremely terrifying at this moment, and hoped that she could drag him down until he ran out of energy. He never thought that he would be able to defeat the humanoid monster in front of him.
"No, you can go back. I want to test how strong he is." Ye Yang shook his head.
Seeing that Ye Yang insisted on doing this, Lan Caidi did not force himself and withdrew from the battle circle, with the long sword in hand ready to respond to Ye Yang at any time.
Ye Qingxuan also looked nervously, and Mu Yuqing on the side comforted him, "Don't worry, brother Ye Yang will definitely beat him until his teeth are everywhere."
Zhao Xuefeng looked at Ye Yang from a distance, who still had a calm expression even when facing a strong man of the martial king level, and infinite admiration emerged in his heart: This is the eldest brother, and the eldest brother will always be invincible.
Ye Yuhan, who was meditating beside him, also opened his eyes and looked there with a solemn expression.
The three people in Fang Chuge looked at Feng Wuchi with shocked expressions. They had no idea that Feng Wuchi had such a powerful trump card.
Long Xiaoyun asked, "Want to help?"
Obviously he no longer thinks highly of Ye Yang. Facing a king-level powerhouse, especially a true king-level powerhouse, no military general is enough, let alone Ye Yang is only a martial artist.
Fang Chuge shook his head and said, "Have you not seen that the people in their camp are so calm? Let's just watch."
The girls of Yuhua Palace looked at them, but they were completely powerless.
Feng Wuchi sneered and said disdainfully, "I thought you would come together to save me the trouble of killing them one by one."
Ye Yang smiled, rubbed his temples and said, "Are you sure your brain is normal now and you haven't been burned out? You actually said some idiotic things. If you have the ability, use it. Don't run away in embarrassment like last time."
"You bastard, go to hell." Feng Wuchi suddenly became furious when he mentioned what happened last time. Several of his closest subordinates died in front of him. It was definitely the most ruthless irony to him.
Feng Wuchi roared loudly, his body rose up, his true energy surged all over his body, and he punched Ye Yang hard in the face.
"Black Tiger Heavy Breaking Fist"
Feng Wuchi punched out, and a tiger's head appeared on his fist, carrying the tiger's roar, and even the surrounding space began to vibrate.
Ye Yang faced Feng Wuchi's thunder blow without dodging it. When he saw the fist approaching, he lazily stretched out his hand.
"Bang"
The huge collision force caused the entire hall to tremble wildly, and the roar was deafening, and most people were shocked by it.
The aftermath alone has already created such a momentum, how powerful are the two of them?
"I'm afraid that boy is doomed. He actually dared to take Feng Wuchi's blow head-on."
"The attack from a king-level powerhouse is too terrifying. If it were me, I would probably be smashed into a meat pie."
The smoke and dust in the sky cleared, and when everyone saw the scene in front of them, they fell silent.
Ye Yang was tall and tall, his whole body was spotless, not even his hair was messy, but his whole body turned bronze, like a bronze statue.
With his right hand firmly grasping Feng Wuchi's fist, Ye Yang looked at some small cracks under his feet, nodded and said, "Not bad, a little stronger than I expected, but still not enough."
After speaking, he exerted force with his right hand, and with everyone's stunned eyes, he grabbed Feng Wuchi's wrist, raised his hand and threw it to the ground.
"boom"
Sand and stones flew, a large human-shaped pit was thrown out of the ground, and cracks on the ground spread directly more than ten feet away.
Before Feng Wuchi could react, he raised it with one hand and kicked Feng Wuchi in the chest.
Feng Wuchi suddenly hit the stone wall on the side like a fired cannonball. The huge inertia made him directly hit the stone wall into a big crater. As for how deep it was, no one knew, since people couldn't see it anyway.
Everyone in the audience opened their mouths wide, seeing that Feng Wuchi's combat power was soaring, and he could completely crush Ye Yang in terms of cultivation.
Unexpectedly, Ye Yang directly made a shocking reversal. Even King Wu, who had raised his cultivation to the second level, was still completely tortured.
This was simply beyond their imagination. They all looked at Ye Yang with awe in their eyes, not even daring to whisper.
Ye Yang lightly patted the dust on his hands and said casually, "Still not coming out? Do you want to stay in there for the rest of your life?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and suddenly there was a roar from the wall. Half of the wall collapsed, and Feng Wuchi, covered in dust, appeared in front of everyone.
"God, this is not dead"
"How strong his body is now, it seems nothing has happened to him."
The appearance of Feng Wuchi shocked everyone. It was hard for them to imagine that a person could be attacked like that and still act as if nothing happened.
"You are indeed very strong, but now I am burning all my essence and blood, and my body has reached the extreme level of strength. I can be called immortal. What can you do to me?"
Feng Wuchi slowly took out the spear and said in a deep voice, "And you will only die in my hands."
"Stop talking nonsense and take action quickly. Everyone is waiting to see the excitement," Ye Yang said impatiently.
Everyone in the audience was speechless. Ye Yang was obviously a master of the generation, but when he spoke, he always felt that he did not have the demeanor of a master.
"Boy, today I will let you see how terrifying the secret method is at the cost of life."
Feng Wuchi stepped down, and the ground suddenly shattered, attacking Ye Yang with endless momentum.
Ye Yang did not hesitate. He swung his spear and held it firmly, but the force on it could not be removed. The ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked, and his feet suddenly sank for more than a foot.
Ye Yang's heart moved. It seemed that Feng Wuchi had devoted all his cultivation to this spear, and its attack power was several times more powerful than his previous punch.
Ye Yang's spear swept across, Feng Wuchi's spear was stationed, and he blocked it with force. He was suddenly shaken more than two feet away, and his feet dug two deep grooves on the ground.
The two shouted in agreement and fought hard with all their strength. Whether it was spears or lances, they were only good at attacking, but not at defending.
Both of them attacked with all their might, and the sound of roaring weapons could be heard all the time.
In the place where the two men were fighting fiercely, some rocks were thrown away, which even ordinary military commanders could not catch. Several unlucky guys were injured by the flying rocks. They couldn't help but secretly screamed that they were unlucky. It seemed that they had to pay a price for watching the fun.
In less than half a stick of incense, the two had already fought more than two hundred moves, and their momentum did not diminish, but became stronger and stronger.
The surrounding walls and ground were shattered into pieces as if they had been plowed.
"Bang"
There was another fierce confrontation, and both of them retreated.
"You are very strong, beyond my expectation," Feng Wuchi said breathlessly. Now his aura has begun to decline slightly.
"You are also very strong, even though you look ugly." Ye Yang shook his numb hands and said. This was the first time in a long time that Ye Yang had such a hearty battle with a human opponent.
"But I'm very happy to be able to bring a genius like you on the road with me," Feng Wuchi said gloomily.
"If this is your wish before you die, I have to regret to say that you can't rest in peace," Ye Yang shrugged.
"Your verbal skills are not inferior to your physical skills, but you were injured by this blow in the first place. Now with my martial arts strength, if I use this move again, I'll see how you can avoid it." Feng Wuchi sneered.
All the true energy in his body was unreserved, pouring into the spear in his hand like a tide, and the runes on the spear suddenly lit up.
With the injection of Feng Wuchi's true essence, the spear in his hand was like a bloodthirsty monster awakened by the fresh blood, frantically devouring Feng Wuchi's true essence.
For a moment, his spear seemed to be resurrected, exuding endless killing intent, and was directly forced towards Ye Yang. (To be continued)