All Taisheng branch disciples are naturally coveted for the Golden Phoenix and Green Rainbow Pill.
However, no one rushed forward because they all knew something about Feng Yifei.
Ye Lingxing is right next to Tai Shengxing. Feng Yifei, as the proud disciple of Ye Lingxing's chief elder Zheng Lou, has a very powerful talent that cannot be matched by ordinary geniuses.
"Feng Yifei, let me learn your strength!"
At this time, a bald young man strode out from behind an elder from the Taisheng branch, his momentum like a rainbow.
This man, wearing a blue robe, was nine feet tall, tall and strong, as if he belonged to a foreign race.
The tall body gives people a strong sense of oppression.
"I know you, Cao Long!" Feng Yifei looked at the bald young man and said with a smile, but his eyes were full of contempt.
He knows the geniuses of the Taisheng branch quite well, and no one at the same level can be his opponent.
Taoist Tianhua and Elder Jin Wu looked at the bald young man Cao Long and nodded secretly. This boy is the top one among the eighth-grade senior cultivation disciples of Taisheng branch. He is indeed capable of fighting Feng Yifei.
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"Take action!"
Cao Long came to stand thousands of feet in front of Feng Yifei. A light flashed in his hand, and a huge sword with a handle of one foot long appeared, shining with golden light.
"Cao Long, I heard that your sword can cut through all kinds of weapons, and no one of the same level can stop your seven swords. I would like to see if your sword is not worthy of its name?" Feng Yifei did not take the lead in taking action, but raised his eyebrows.
A faint sneer.
He was full of confidence. This time, he would definitely make a great contribution and win a large source stone vein for Ye Lingxing.
By then, his status in Ye Lingxing will have risen significantly, and the rewards he will receive will be immeasurable.
"Then take the knife!"
Cao Long didn't waste any time and raised the huge sword in his hand high.
Suddenly, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and there seemed to be countless sharp blades crisscrossing the void, and countless traces were cut into the air.
This is the rule!
The powerful law of the sword is similar to the law of the metal system!
However, this is the space where the power of the formation evolves. The strength of the space is the predecessor of the outside world and will not be broken.
"Open!" With a loud shout, Cao Long held the knife in both hands and slashed suddenly. In an instant, a thousand-foot-long golden knife shadow slashed through the sky and the earth, and beheaded Feng Yifei.
This sword is extremely domineering, extremely powerful, and its sharpness is shocking.
Seeing the power of Cao Long's move, many elders of the Taisheng branch nodded secretly, and even Taoist Tianhua and Jin Wushang secretly praised it in their hearts.
"good!"
Seeing this, Su Mo secretly thought, although this person's cultivation level is at the eighth level, the strength of this sword is comparable to that of the ninth level, or even two points stronger.
This person's combat power is much more powerful than the person with the Ice Law that he killed last time.
However, Feng Yifei's master, Elder Zheng Lou, was smiling and had a calm expression.
The person involved, Feng Yifei, was not panicked at all.
Seeing the powerful shadow of the sword about to hit Feng Yifei, Feng Yifei waved his sleeve, and the powerful shadow of the sword suddenly stopped, unable to move forward any further.
Then, Feng Yifei slapped his palm, and the powerful sword shadow immediately collapsed and disappeared into thin air.
"Huh?"
Su Mo was slightly surprised when he saw this, because the power of law used by Feng Yifei was actually the law of solidification.
This rule is exactly the same as that of the ninth-grade high-level warrior who intercepted him last time.
It's just that Feng Yifei's power of law is far inferior to that of the person who intercepted him last time, or it can be said that it is obviously a big level lower.
"So strong?" Seeing this, Cao Long suddenly narrowed his eyes and became solemn in his heart.
The elders of the Taisheng branch such as Tianhua Taoist and Jin Wushangren not only had their faces darkened, but Feng Yifei's strength was indeed not simple.
"Cao Long, go all out, otherwise you won't even be qualified to take me seriously!" Feng Yifei said with a sneer.
"Take the remaining six knives I have!"
Cao Long took a deep breath, and the metallic energy in his body boiled. He struck again, slashing violently with the sword in his hand. The energy of the sword spread across the sky, and the light of the sword shone in the sky, extremely powerful.
This time, Cao Long did not pause, and used all the remaining six swords at once, each one being more powerful than the other.
This is a sword technique he created by himself. It only has seven moves. When used continuously, the power becomes stronger and stronger.
However, in the face of Cao Long's crazy attack, Feng Yifei was calm and calm, and his powerful solidification law enveloped the space, making all attacks seem to be frozen.
But Feng Yifei moved his hands together, his palm prints flying, and in just one breath, he shattered all attacks, looking extremely cool and unrestrained.
"Cao Long, your seven swords have been unleashed, but that's all!" Feng Yifei's old-fashioned expression remained unchanged, but the mocking look on the corner of his mouth was obvious.
At this moment, all the elders of the Taisheng branch looked slightly ugly. Feng Yifei was obviously stronger than Cao Long.
Cao Long's momentum has been exhausted and defeat is almost certain.
"It's not easy for you to defeat me!" Cao Long roared angrily, drew his sword again, and attacked Feng Yifei crazily.
However, Cao Long's strength was ultimately far behind Feng Yifei's, and it was impossible to win.
Feng Yifei no longer resisted blindly, but also took the initiative to attack. The powerful solidification law solidified everything, leaving Cao Long's attack and body in a quagmire.
Then, Feng Yifei used several palms in a row and easily defeated Cao Long.
"I wonder who else in the Taisheng branch is willing to fight?"
Feng Yifei, who won, was extremely powerful. Although his face was calm, the arrogance in his eyes was unparalleled.
He is confident that no one of the same level in the Taisheng branch can be his opponent.
People from other branches will not come to challenge him, because this time they all come to the Taisheng branch for discussion.
The elders of the Taisheng branch looked at the arrogant Feng Yifei, and their hearts were filled with excitement. This man's strength was indeed unrivaled at the same level. He was worthy of being a disciple of Ye Lingxing's chief elder Zheng Lou.
"I wonder if Ling Shang can beat him?" Su Mo secretly guessed that since he was a low-level ninth-level practitioner, he couldn't compete, but Ling Shang could.
However, even though he had fused Lingshang's soul with her, her talent was already incredible, but what about the power of the law?
After all, at this level, if the power of the law is too weak, only if there is an absolute advantage in other aspects can the victory be guaranteed.
However, considering that Ling Shang has the memory of her previous life, the power of the law must be extremely powerful.
Whoosh!
"Feng Yifei, let me fight you!"
At this time, another genius from the Taisheng branch appeared. This person was a thin young man in green. As soon as he appeared on the stage, the power of three kinds of souls flashed around his body. He turned out to be a monster with three lives of souls.
"You can not!"
Feng Yifei shook his head lightly, and then took action immediately. The law of solidification enveloped a space, and his palm prints flew endlessly.
This thin young man seems to be slightly stronger than Cao Long, but he is still no match for Feng Yifei.
The two fought for five breaths before the victory and defeat became clear. The thin young man vomited blood and flew back after being attacked.
"continue!"
Feng Yifei defeated the thin young man and looked around the audience, his momentum became even stronger.
He wants to defeat all the geniuses of the same level in the Taisheng Branch, or conquer the Taisheng Branch, so that his reputation will shock Taisheng Star, and he can also win a large Source Stone vein for Ye Lingxing.
The defeat of two geniuses in a row did not convince the disciples of the Taisheng branch. Next, three more people came on stage, but the results were all complete defeats.
"Haha, is there anyone in the Taisheng branch who is willing to fight? If not, I, Ye Lingxing, will accept the large high-grade source stone veins!" Feng Yifei asked loudly with a smile on his lips.
All the geniuses from the Taisheng branch looked ugly, but they were self-aware and could not defeat Feng Yifei.
Moreover, it seems that Feng Yifei has not tried his best, and it is unknown what his true combat power is.
"The Taisheng branch really doesn't have any decent disciples!"
Behind the chief elder of another branch, a young man with a handsome face wearing a silver gown sneered, which seemed extremely harsh at this moment.
"Zang Renjie, what do you mean?"
A cold shout suddenly sounded, and the person who made the sound was none other than Qiu Yuanshan. He looked at the young man in silver shirt with a cold look in his eyes.
"I said that your Taisheng branch has no decent disciples, Qiu Yuanshan, don't you agree?" The young man in silver shirt said with a sneer. He knew Qiu Yuanshan, after all, the stars of the surrounding branches are not far apart.
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"Zang Renjie, I hope your tone and fame are as good as your strength, otherwise, you won't be doubting your life!" Qiu Yuanshan said loudly, with fighting spirit surging in his eyes.
This Zang Renjie, who has the same low-level ninth-level cultivation as him, is claimed to be the strongest genius in the Qinghua branch in thousands of years. Some people even boast that his combat power is invincible among the dozen or so nearby branches.
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Therefore, Qiu Yuanshan was not convinced at all.
"Doubt life?"
Zang Renjie was startled when he heard this, then a warm smile appeared on his face and he said: "Very good, I just like to torture arrogant people."
"alright!"
At this time, Taoist Tianhua scolded, then looked around the audience and asked loudly: "Which disciple is willing to challenge Feng Yifei?"
The whole place was silent, no one dared to fight because no one had the confidence.
Immediately, many elders of the Taisheng branch, including Taoist Tianhua, all set their sights on Ling Shang.
This Jin Wushangren's new disciple is also at the eighth level of advanced cultivation. I wonder how strong he is?
However, being accepted as a disciple by Jin Wushang is definitely not an easy task.
"Xuan Qing, if you can defeat Feng Yifei, you will be greatly rewarded as a teacher!" Jin Wushangren said in a deep voice. He was also looking forward to Ling Shang's action and wanted to see what Ling Shang's combat power was like.
"yes!"
Ling Shang, who was wearing a blue velvet skirt, looked calm and nodded gently.
Originally, she didn't want to take action because she didn't want to make any limelight at all and just wanted to practice quietly. However, today the master asked her to come and now he asked her to play, she naturally couldn't refuse.
Immediately, Ling Shang stepped forward towards Feng Yifei.
"What a beautiful woman!"
Feng Yifei's eyes were shining as he looked Ling Shang up and down. The geniuses from other branches also stared at Ling Shang.
They had already noticed Ling Shang, standing behind Jin Wushangren, who was Jin Wushangren's disciple.
However, Ling Shang has never played, and they don’t understand her. They don’t know her strength?
"Junior sister, you are so beautiful and charming, and I have always cherished your beauty. I'm afraid I might hurt you by accident!" Feng Yifei looked at the graceful Ling Shang, with an indifferent smile on his old-fashioned face.
Ling Shang came to a stand a thousand feet in front of the other party, looking at the other party expressionlessly, without speaking.
"Let's see, if you can catch my three moves, you will be considered the winner!" Feng Yifei continued, the woman in front of him was so stunning, naturally she couldn't be hurt.
Of course, he will control his attack power according to the opponent's strength, and three moves will be enough to win.
"You are very annoying. If you can take my sword, you will win!" Ling Shang finally spoke, and a cold light flashed in her hand, and a sharp long sword appeared.