"Hey! You have indeed made a lot of progress, and you dare to challenge me!" Feng Hao looked very interested.
"Is it possible that I still have to be afraid of a villain like you?" Yang Chen snorted coldly.
"Haha! In the Tianhuo Sect, I thought you were the Young Master, but now in my eyes, you are just an ant that can be crushed to death at any time! If you weren't born to a good parent, you would be able to become the Young Master just because you are a loser.
status!" Feng Hao laughed loudly, full of resentment.
"Haha, you are just older than me, and your cultivation level is a little higher than mine, but this is the only achievement of this frog in the well, and you still dare to dominate me in front of me!" Yang Chen smiled coldly.
"You are so stubborn, right? Don't kneel down and beg for mercy later!" Feng Hao said sarcastically.
"It's still undecided who will ask for mercy!" Yang Chen had a strong aura. If it were before the trial in Beihuang, Yang Chen would definitely not be the enemy of Feng Hao.
now!
Today is different from the past. How easy would it be for someone to obtain the inheritance of immortal fate?
"It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin! It just so happens that I will settle all the past grudges, old grudges, and old grudges with you today!" Feng Hao's face suddenly turned cold, and he drew out his sword, bursting with ferocious force.
The force of the horse's sword was fierce and wreaking havoc.
Yang Chen pretended to be solemn and took half a step back. Looking at Feng Hao's imposing and arrogant posture, he couldn't help but mocked: "What? We haven't seen each other for a few days, why is there an arm missing? Isn't he teasing someone again?"
A good woman from a good family has been ruined, right?"
The shame of a broken arm!
It has always been Feng Hao’s deepest hatred!
"Very good! You have once again succeeded in irritating me! You actually like making jokes so much, so I will give you extra benefits later and destroy your arms!" Feng Hao's face was full of hatred.
"Then I'll stand here now and see how you destroy me!" Yang Chen challenged.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Feng Hao's expression turned sharp, his sword flashed, and his sharp edge was revealed.
Phew!~
The sword was as powerful as a rainbow, straight as a line, across the void, with a domineering and fierce force, coming like wind and thunder. He raised the sword angrily, split the air current, and slashed at Yang Chen with great anger.
It would be a piece of cake to deal with a level 6 spiritual martial artist with a one-level golden elixir.
See!
The sword Hong was approaching, but Yang Chen seemed unable to react. He was so frightened and panicked that his face turned pale. He even gave up resistance and allowed Feng Hao to strike with the sword.
"Trash is indeed trash!" Feng Hao snorted, ruthlessly, and waved the fierce sword light, the force intensified, like a thunderbolt, full of blazing light, slashing past.
that moment!
Yang Chen should have been frightened, but when the sword light was close at hand, Yang Chen's expression changed suddenly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth inadvertently, as if a conspiracy had succeeded.
"Well?"
Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, thinking that what he saw was an illusion.
It just depends on the moment. Feng Hao has no superfluous thoughts. He can lose to Lin Chen, but it is absolutely impossible to lose to Yang Chen, who he has grown up with and is completely vulnerable to him. He will have any surprising methods.
It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!
Yang Chen's counterattack was even calculated to the smallest detail.
See you!
The edge is approaching, just a hair's breadth away.
suddenly!
Yang Chen turned his hand and shook, and a strong and powerful light shone out, like the mottled sun, strongly stimulating Feng Hao's eyes, blurring the entire field of vision.
next moment!
Feng Hao was shocked to feel that an unheard of, powerful and mysterious aura hit him, shaking his mind.
Surprise! Surprise! Fear!
Feng Hao was stunned, his face was pale, and he showed an expression of disbelief.
He really didn't expect that such a powerful and mysterious force could actually shake his mind from a spirit warrior who was obviously helpless.
"Well!"
Feng Hao was dumbfounded, he was not expecting it, and he was unable to take precautions.
Fairy Shield!
Yang Chen directly summoned the fairy shield from the strong light. This fairy shield was not only used as a defense, but also contained a powerful lethal force. It could rebound the enemy's attack with doubled power.
Dang!~
Feng Hao didn't have time to stop, and slashed at the immortal shield with a fierce sword.
This knife!
It felt like he was slashing against an impenetrable fortress. Not only was it difficult to shake, but what was even more terrifying was that it actually bounced back instantly with twice the strength of his sword.
Boom!~
Vibrating light and lasing sword light.
Feng Hao was unprepared, and his powerful force extended directly into his body.
"Pfft!~"
Feng Hao screamed and spurted blood, his body and mind were shaken, he staggered back, terrified.
"Despicable! What kind of magic weapon are you talking about!" Feng Hao said angrily. He had suffered heavy injuries at the hands of Lin Chen and had not yet recovered. Now that he had been shocked again, it was undoubtedly worse.
What makes him even more unacceptable is that he actually lost to a low-level spiritual warrior again. Have all the warriors in this world become so crazy? How can they ignore the difference in cultivation level?
"Haha! Have you seen how powerful I am? I told you a long time ago, don't look down on others!" Yang Chenlang said with a smile, which was very relieved.
"It's just the magic weapon showing off its evil intentions. Do you dare to fight me openly and openly?" Feng Hao gritted his teeth and deliberately provoked him.
"What's the reason to be afraid of a defeated general? You're so unwilling to do so, so I'll let you taste defeat!" Yang Chen was full of fighting spirit. As expected, he withdrew his fairy shield and wielded an almost rotting sword.
When Feng Hao saw the rotten sword in Yang Chen's hand, he was dumbfounded and laughed out loud: "Haha! Young Master! You are so funny! How dare you fight me with this broken sword of yours!
"
"It's enough to deal with you, a despicable villain who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. I'm just afraid that you won't dare to accept the move!" Yang Chen said sarcastically, also deliberately stimulating Feng Hao's self-esteem.
"You actually want to seek death, so that's what you want!" Feng Hao was furious, his murderous intent rising to the sky.
Whoosh!~
The sword flashed, and Feng Hao strode thunderously, carrying the fierce and unparalleled sword power, as if setting off a huge wave, the rolling blade's blazing flames, accompanied by the overbearing sword power, swept over the sky and the earth.
Burning waves!
This is Feng Hao's specialty sword skill, and its power can be superimposed multiple times, making it even more powerful.
Faced with such a fierce force, Yang Chen was not afraid at all. The spiritual power in his body began to flow like crazy, and seemed to contain some kind of mysterious and strange aura. It poured into the sword and shone with a strange brilliance.
Fight!~
Yang Chen's fighting spirit was as strong as the waves, and he faced Feng Hao's violent wave of sword force and rushed forward without giving in.
"kindness!?"
As soon as Yang Chen drew his sword, he calmed Feng Hao.
See you at first sight!
The seemingly rotten and useless sword actually exerted an extremely terrifying power in Yang Chen's hand, and it directly defeated his sword power.
Phew!~
The light of the sword is like thunder, it gallops vertically and horizontally, its power is like splitting bamboo, it is invincible and unstoppable.
Chichi!~
The heavy waves of blazing flames, like fragile white paper, were easily torn apart by the sword in Yang Chen's hand, piercing the sky, heading straight towards Huanglong, and pressing towards Feng Hao forcefully and domineeringly.
"Broken!~"
Yang Chen roared angrily, and the waves of blazing flames made it feel like the tent was being torn apart. With the overbearing force of the sword, it split apart on both sides.
Feng Hao looked horrified. He had never paid much attention to Yang Chen's actual combat power, but he never expected that the power of Yang Chen's sword would be so overbearing and terrifying.
In panic, Feng Hao hurriedly grasped the sword tightly, harnessed his profound energy, and roared towards Yang Chen's attack: "I just don't believe this evil!"
Phew! Phew!~
The two domineering sword lights were like lightning intersecting and colliding fiercely.
Boom!~
There was an explosion, the void continued to vibrate, and the sword light flashed chaotically, raging in all directions, causing waves of powerful ripples, roaring and surging like waves.
Apparently!
In a head-on confrontation, Feng Hao was obviously defeated.
"Ah!~"
Feng Hao screamed, blood spurted out wildly, and flew around like a kite, staggering to the ground.
And this time!
Yang Chen would not give Feng Hao any chance to catch his breath and fight back. He took a step forward and bullied him. Before Feng Hao could react, Yang Chen swung his fierce sword and slashed towards Feng Hao without any politeness or ruthlessness.
"No!~"
Feng Hao's eyes shrank sharply, his face was ashen, and he was terrified.
Phew!~
There was a harsh sound piercing the air, the sword fell to the ground, blood spattered, and a bloody arm flew out.
"Ah!~"
When the severe pain came, Feng Hao woke up, but he was rolling in pain and yelled angrily: "You bastard! How dare you cripple my arm! I'm going to tear you apart! Tear you apart!"
Bang!~
Yang Chen gave Feng Hao a hard kick, as heavy as a mountain, and directly trampled Feng Hao under his feet. He snorted disdainfully: "Tear me apart? Now that you have lost both arms, you still dare to play tricks on me!"
This sound!
Feng Hao was awakened by the shock, and he knew that the situation was over. Even though he was unwilling to do so, he had to bow his head and surrender, and begged for mercy: "Young master, please calm down! It's me who is blind! It's me who's the frog in the well! It's me who doesn't know what I can do! It's me who's obsessed with my mind.
I should never do anything to you! Please forgive me for my rude behavior for the sake of my former fellow disciples!"
"You father and son have tampered with the formation rules in the sect and secretly colluded with foreign enemies, which has brought harm to the sect! Now you still dare to think of harming my life, and you shamelessly want me to spare your life! Even if you call me Master Sheng now, I will also
I won't let you go!" Yang Chen said, with a burning rage, he punched and palmed, angrily destroying Feng Hao's cultivation.
"Ah!~"
With a shrill scream, Feng Hao knew that his cultivation had been crippled and his arms had been broken. He could no longer be crippled, so he cursed ferociously: "Yang Chen! You beast! My father has already reached an agreement with the people of Jueqing Valley.
Agreement, soon a large number of people from the Heartless Valley will come to the Heavenly Fire Gate! I curse you, and roll into hell together!"
"It's enough!"
Yang Chen was furious and cut off Feng Hao's tongue with a sharp knife.
"Woo~"
Feng Hao's mouth was full of blood, he couldn't express the pain, and he stared at Yang Chen unwillingly.
"Don't stare at me! You father and son have done all the evil! Now I'll take you back to see your father!" Yang Chen directly grabbed Feng Hao's head and walked angrily along the secret passage.
at the same time!
Lin Chen successfully reached the end of the formation, and the Juyuan Mirror also absorbed a large amount of sky fire power. This huge energy alone was enough to kill a strong man like Feng Peng in the Golden Core Realm.
"Is this the Sky Fire Stone?" Lin Chen said in shock.
In front of him, he saw a large fire-red stone, burning and releasing vast blazing flames. It stood majestic and imposing. Even Lin Chen, protected by the star fire armor, felt a heavy sense of oppression.