Although Zhang Yan was skeptical of Nangong Minzhi's words, he still chose to go out of the city to watch the battle.
Huanxin City itself is not a huge city. Even from the main hall in the center of the city to the south gate, there is not much distance. For experts like them, it can be reached in an instant.
The door made of tens of millions of refined iron has been quietly lowered and opened.
The howling wind and sand outside the city obscured people's vision. Although it was called a cessation period, the storm here was still extremely fierce. It was just the calmest period in three hundred years.
"Caught up! Caught up!"
"The fight hasn't started yet!"
In the wind and sand, someone with sharp eyes finally saw two figures facing each other from a distance, and couldn't help but shout in excitement.
The fun has not yet begun.
Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head with a wry smile. Nangong Min's words were categorical, as if Xiu Yaksha would be defeated as soon as he left the city. Thinking about it carefully, how could that be possible?
Feng Ziyue also used nine moves to defeat Bei Tianguang.
And for masters like them, the so-called one move may last for a long time. After all, at their level of martial arts, any one move is earth-shaking and will not end easily.
Only in this way can the essence of a move be brought into full play, and the winner can be decided in a short period of time. This is only possible when the difference in strength is really huge.
In any case, Xiu Yaksha is also a master at the ninth level of the Jutian First Realm. He has mastered the Yaksha Mingwang Jue among the Eight Bitter Paths to its peak. Only a master at the Jutian Middle Realm can defeat him with one move...
"Even if the Beitian Yilong or the Daughter of Light from the Fire Source Sect are here, they may not be able to warm up the wine and defeat the Yaksha, right?"
Zhang Yan smiled, laughing at herself for being too nervous, and then slowly walked towards the city gate, but she heard the people in front of her exclaim in surprise!
He was startled, and when he looked intently, he saw one of the two figures shaking his head, turning around and walking back!
The other person didn’t stop him either!
——You haven’t competed yet, why just forget about it?
Everyone in the crowd made sounds of confusion and confusion.
Zhang Yan's heart tightened, and she looked at the two figures in disbelief. Could it be that...could it be that just in the short period of time before these people came here, the two of them had already decided the winner?
Is it true that warm wine defeats Yaksha?
This...this period of time is too short!
The whole group of them had just chatted for a few words in the main hall, and they were already here. The time difference was only a millisecond, not to mention there was still time to open the city gate-after deducting this time, there was still time left for the two of them to fight.
Empty time is even more short-lived.
It was just a matter of lightning and flint to determine the winner!
"impossible?"
Until this moment, Zhang Yan still couldn't believe it. The figure who turned around was approaching. It was Feng Ziyue. He smiled warmly, separated everyone, and Shi Shiran came over.
"Brother Zhang, the matter is over, let's go back and have a drink?"
"you you……"
Zhang Yan's complexion changed drastically, and she actually stammered and couldn't speak a word.
The wind and sand gradually stopped.
It happened that when the storm stopped, the dust fell, and everyone could clearly see Xiu Yaksha in the distance. They saw his face was pale, his lips were pursed, and his eyes were shining with disbelief.
He...really lost?
When the onlookers saw his expression, they didn't believe it at first, but now they believe it.
Just...how is this done?
Feng Ziyue defeated a warrior at the ninth level of the Jutian Initial Realm with his cultivation at the fifth level of the Jutian Initial Realm. It was already a miracle. He could defeat him in the blink of an eye. This... he was still a human being.
What?
"puff!"
I saw Xiu Yaksha shaking his body twice, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his knees weakened, and he knelt down in the long yellow sand.
Defeated!
He was completely defeated.
His proud Yaksha Mingwang Jue, the most powerful move Wu Nian Yaksha Slash, claims to be able to kill all troubles, ugliness and suffering in the world, but in front of Feng Ziyue's sword skills, it is like a joke.
A complete joke!
In this battle, he turned his true energy into a sword, which was able to cut through the sky. It was so powerful that he had always been proud of it.
To be honest, Xiu Yaksha did not underestimate Feng Ziyue at all. He used his strongest move as soon as he launched it and did not dare to hold back at all. But what he didn't expect was that the moment Feng Ziyue's sword light lit up, his true energy transformed.
The giant sword immediately shattered!
It took hundreds of years to repair it, but it was completely useless.
The tip of Feng Ziyue's sword was swinging in front of his face. If he moved it forward, it would kill him.
Just as he was closing his eyes and waiting to die, Feng Ziyue had already sheathed his sword and left.
"There are many dangers in the ancient world. I hope you can take care of the young people in the Wanmu World. For this reason, I will leave you alive..."
Feng Ziyue's voice came from afar, with a cold tone, but it pierced into his ears like a sharp knife.
Save! Your! One! Life!
When had he, the proud man of heaven, ever heard such words?
The uneasy breath in his chest and the internal injuries caused by Wu Nian Yaksha's slash broke out together, and then they got entangled in one place and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The people watching were silent together, and for a moment, no words could be said.
The four-tailed old man looked surprised at first, but slowly, he became happy!
No wonder!
No wonder Yan Yedian sent Feng Ziyue here!
This person is not a member of Yan Night Palace, nor is he subject to any orders or restraints from Yan Night Palace. The order he received is to completely obey all Feng Ziyue's instructions. Even if there is another message from Yan Night Palace, as long as it is consistent with Feng Ziyue's order
Even if there is a conflict, you must completely listen to what Feng Ziyue said!
He couldn't figure it out at first, how could Yan Yedian let a young man who was not his direct lineage be so indulged.
Only then did he understand!
powerful!
It is precisely because of Feng Ziyue's incredible strength that he can have such a transcendent status!
His martial arts has not yet entered the Jutianzhong realm, and he is indeed not considered a true master among Zhuque Qisu, but in this ancient world, it is very different!
Feng Ziyue was able to defeat a warrior at the ninth level of Jutian in an instant, which shows that his martial arts has reached the limit that this world can accommodate.
He is the number one in the ancient world!
He is the God of the Ancient World!
——Perhaps, he can unlock the final mystery of this ancient world, maybe!
This time, Yan Yedian is finally no longer a foil!
Although the seven major forces can coexist peacefully in Huanxin City, open and covert fights are always inevitable. Who doesn't want a powerful master to appear on their side!
The four-tailed old man was overjoyed and rushed to catch up with Feng Ziyue and followed behind him.
Feng Ziyue naturally didn't know what the tearful old man with four tails was thinking. He Shiran walked back to the hall, took the wine from Nangong Min's hand, and drank it down in one gulp.