The little boy moved his little arms and legs and looked at his opponent expressionlessly: "Come on."
The middle-aged monk from the Yu family coughed dryly: "I haven't finished speaking yet."
The little one said impatiently: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have anything to say, say it quickly."
The onlookers couldn't help laughing as they looked at the little boy, who was only eleven or two years old.
On the Xuanmen Tianzong side, from Lin Feng down, everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan looked up to the sky and laughed, thinking to himself: "The brat has never learned anything else, how can he learn this?"
The middle-aged monk's mouth twitched, but he still said patiently: "Your sect is said to be invincible in the same realm. In this case, do you dare to fight one against two?"
As soon as this statement came out, the monks in the audience no longer cared about the status and reputation of the Yu family, and they all started to cheer and boo.
"Are you thicker-skinned? Why don't you beat twenty of them to one?"
"The other party is still a child. You used to bully the younger ones. Now you want to bully the younger ones? Are you already suffering from your age?"
"Is this worthy of being called the four major families of the Great Qin Dynasty? The Yu family has completely disgraced you!"
Although everyone is wary of the strong rise of the Xuanmen Tianzong, the words of this middle-aged monk from the Yu family still make everyone feel contemptuous.
If you use the crowd to bully the few, what will happen even if you win? There is no way to win with force.
Even the Fengshen Sect monks from the same camp looked at everyone in the Yu family with slightly different eyes at this moment.
Some Fengshen Sect monks who were standing relatively close even stepped aside.
Only the middle-aged monk remained calm and stood there calmly, despite everyone's ridicule, but did not withdraw his proposal, and then planned to challenge the little one to a duel.
Among the Yu family members, many young monks had expressions of shame and anger on their faces. They looked at the middle-aged monk in confusion. They really didn't understand why their elders were showing weakness like this.
Only a few members of the Yu family who were also in the Golden Core stage beside the middle-aged monk remained as calm as him.
Yu Wanfeng, the ancestor of the Yu family's Yuan Ying who had always had a bad temper, although his face was gloomy at this time, he rarely remained silent, his face was as dark as water, and he did not say a word.
His appearance caught Lin Feng's eyes and immediately aroused Lin Feng's vigilance.
The thoughts in his mind turned slightly, and Lin Feng already understood what Yu Wanfeng had in mind. He sneered in his heart: "Okay, this is my plan to completely throw away my shame, and I want to put the little one to death in the fight!"
"You really made a big bet on Shi Tianyi. Unfortunately, you will lose everything in the end." Seeing the little boy turning his head to look at him, Lin Feng nodded calmly.
The little boy's expression was calm. He turned around, stretched out his finger, and tapped the middle-aged monk: "You."
Then he pointed to the Yu family monks next to the middle-aged monk: "You, you, and you, the four of you come together."
Everyone was in an uproar.
The four people pointed out by Xiao Budian happened to be the four golden elixir monks who were on this trip to the Yu family. One was in the middle stage of the golden elixir, and three were in the early stage of the golden elixir.
Wu Yunliang and Meng Chaoran looked at each other, and the current sect master of Tianwai Mountain smiled bitterly in his heart: "Really, what kind of master there is, what kind of apprentice there is."
"Two people beat him in a group, but he didn't think it was enough. He wanted to challenge four of them one by one!"
Yang Tonghui looked at the little one with the same interest: "With such a short promotion to the golden elixir stage, did the master of Xuanmen feed all the seven Tongtian elixirs I gave to this little guy?"
"Did this little guy really defeat that Shushan Sword Sect disciple in Shazhou City and Ziqi Small World that day on his own?"
Even though several Jindan monks from the Yu family were ready to show their faces and just want to kill the little one, but at this moment being challenged by the little one, the four of them were very angry.
The middle-aged monk at the head turned to look at Yu Wanfeng: "Sixth Uncle?"
Yu Wanfeng took a deep breath: "Youxin, I leave it to you, don't let me down."
The middle-aged monk Yu Youxin nodded. After turning around, he said expressionlessly: "Since the other party has proposed it, let's not let them down. Let's shoulder it together."
The three golden elixir stage monks beside him nodded together. The four of them came off the stage and stood in four directions, surrounding the little one in the middle.
"Get up!" Yu Youxin and the four of them kneaded the Fa Xuanming Jue together, running the Xuan Ming Jue, which was taught by the direct descendants of the family. White cold air surged out from their bodies, and instantly connected together, shrouding the nearby space in a cold mist.
In the fog, a piece of pure and transparent blue ice appeared in front of Yu Youxin, exuding endless cold air. It was Xuanming True Water.
The other three people, with the same appearance, all stimulated the Xuanming True Water. The four Golden Core Stage monks took action together. The cold air of the Xuanming True Water instantly caused the entire surrounding wasteland to turn from early summer to freezing winter.
"This time we must eradicate the root." Just as he was about to take action, Yu Youxin was suddenly startled because he suddenly couldn't feel the position of the little one in the center of the ice mist.
The next moment, Yu Youxin heard screams ringing in his ears one after another.
There was no way that voice belonged to a little kid.
Next, the howling wind and thunder sounded in Yu Youxin's ears, deafening, and the galloping storm and the running thunder tore through the thick ice mist together.
The little boy appeared in front of him, with wind and thunder all over his body, like a ghost.
Yu Youxin glanced at the corners of his eyes, and his whole body suddenly became cold.
His three companions had all been knocked over by the little one and fell from the sky to the ground, splashing sand and dust all over the ground.
Yu Youxin felt that he had tried his best to overestimate the little guy's abilities, but it turned out that the little guy was more fierce than he thought.
He didn't dare to hesitate at all, turned his hand and held up a small blue flag.
This small blue flag reached mid-air and suddenly emitted a dazzling ice-blue light, and a biting cold breath suddenly filled the surrounding area.
When exposed to this aura, the spectators, including those with cultivation levels below the Golden Core level, all trembled as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
Everyone was shocked. They were so far away that they were not the target of the blue flag at all. They could all feel such a strong chill. How could the power of the blue flag be so domineering?
Someone with sharp eyes quickly recognized it: "This is the Yu family's Xuanming Banner, a Nascent Soul stage magic weapon!"
The mana fluctuations on this Xuanming Banner are exactly the same as Yu Wanfeng's own mana aura.
Everyone present turned their attention to Yu Wanfeng. No one expected that Yu Wanfeng would be so ruthless as to secretly hand over his natal magical weapon, the Xuanming Banner, to Yu Youxin.
He was really afraid that Yu Youxin and the other four would not be able to kill the little one.
Yang Tonghui frowned and looked at Yu Wanfeng: "The Yu family is really shameless this time, but is it really necessary? Could it be that there are other grudges between that little guy and them?"
Yu Wanfeng turned a blind eye to the comments and accusations from others, and just stared at Lin Feng closely, fearing that Lin Feng would suddenly intervene to rescue the little one.
He didn't do it himself because he was worried about arousing Lin Feng's alert, so he secretly lent the Xuanming Banner to Yu Youxin and others in order to kill the little one here.
If Lin Feng came to rescue him, he would immediately stop him.
Yang Tonghui also turned to look at Lin Feng: "Aren't you going to take action yet? Nascent Soul stage magic weapon is no longer a concept at all..."
Just as he was thinking about it, Yang Tonghui squinted at the little one, and his eyes immediately straightened at this sight.
The little boy showed no fear in the face of the Xuanming Banner. He first used infinite wind and thunder to bombard the Xuanming True Water released by the Xuanming Banner. His infinite wind and thunder had accumulated power for a long time and was not even inferior to the wind in terms of power.
However, the Xuanming True Water released by the Xuanming Banner is completely different from the Xuanming True Water released by You Xin and others. It incorporates Yu Wanfeng's understanding and understanding of the mysteries of space as a Nascent Soul Stage monk.
The extremely cold ice soul seemed to be able to freeze even the space, surrounding the tiny wind and thunder power layer by layer, squeezing toward the center.
The little one didn't panic, stretched out his hand and patted the top of his head: "Let's go!"
A green light appeared above his head, and a small three-legged cauldron flew out of the blue light.
Following the thoughts in Xiao Bu Dian's mind, the three-legged cauldron vibrated violently, and immediately disappeared on the spot, directly across the space, and appeared in front of You Xin at the same time as it disappeared.
Yu Youxin was shocked: "How is that possible? If I use Uncle Sixth's Xuanming Flag to activate the Xuanming True Water, I can block that space... Wait, this is also a Nascent Soul stage magic weapon?!"
There was a cry of exclamation from the crowd of onlookers, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that although Xiao Bu Dian's bronze void cauldron and You Xin's Xuan Ming Banner are both Nascent Soul stage magic weapons, they are quite different.
The magical aura of Yu Youxin's Xuanming Banner is consistent with that of Yu Wanfeng. It is Yu Wanfeng's natal magical weapon and is only temporarily lent to Yu Youxin for use.
However, the aura of the bronze void cauldron is exactly the same as the little one himself.
In other words, this Nascent Soul stage magic weapon belongs to the little one!
Wu Yunliang and Meng Chaoran looked at each other, Meng Chaoran shook his head slightly, Wu Yunliang also sighed, his eyes looked at Lin Feng, and he felt more and more that Lin Feng was unfathomable.
"A golden elixir-level disciple was given a Nascent Soul-level magic weapon. This cannot be described as luxury. It is a Nascent Soul-level magic weapon, not a Nascent Soul-level talisman!" Wu Yunliang himself is He has a biological daughter, but even if it is his own daughter, Wu Yunliang does not have a Nascent Soul stage magic weapon to give her to protect her.
At this moment, Wu Yunliang looked at Xiao Yan and other disciples behind Lin Feng, and secretly speculated in his heart: "If this person has a Nascent Soul stage magical weapon, then it is really..."
Everyone watching the battle was in a state of confusion. During the battle, Yu Youxin hurriedly waved the Xuanming Banner to protect himself and faced the incoming bronze Void Cauldron. The two Nascent Soul stage magic weapons collided head-on.
The bronze void cauldron hit the Xuanming True Water released by the Xuanming Banner, and circles of ripples appeared on the surface of the blue ice soul, like water waves.
Only at this time did the solid Xuanming True Water really look like water.
The Bronze Void Cauldron and the Xuanming Banner were locked in a stalemate, but with the power of their own space, they broke the Xuanming Banner's blockade of space. The little boy stepped on the wind and thunder and reached Yu Youxin in the blink of an eye.
The violent thunder directly flew You Xin away.
Seeing the little one standing proudly in the air, while the four golden elixir-level monks from the Yu family all lay on the ground like dead dogs, all the onlookers were stunned, and Lin Feng's words could not help but appear in their minds.
"Under the same realm, I, a disciple of Xuanmen Tianzong, am invincible!"