Chapter 15 Thousands of miles in search of a sword!
Below the high platform, when Zhou Hai saw this scene, his eyes burst into light. Although he already looked up to Yi Feng very highly, the strength that Yi Feng showed now still surprised him.
"This Yi Xiang didn't use 10% of his strength at all, but used all his strength. I'm afraid there are other defensive magic weapons on his body. I didn't expect that even so, he was actually injured by Yi Feng. The power exerted by Yi Feng was no less.
At the fifth level of spirit quenching, or even higher, this ability to leapfrog challenges is rare in the entire Dongzhou. If you grow up in the future, you will definitely reach the god level."
In the entire Qingyuan Empire, there is only one person who is powerful in the divine realm. This kind of person is a powerful person even in the entire continent.
On the side of the high platform, Lu Yuanxing's expression changed a little, and the cold light in his eyes flickered, "Yi Feng is so powerful, it seems to be the genius hidden by the Yi family, but now he and Yi Xiang are incompatible, I won't rush to take action.
Let them kill each other, and Yi Feng will die regardless of whether he wins or loses!" Lu Yuanxing has already seen that the competition between Yi Feng and Yi Xiang is indeed a battle of life and death, and no matter what the outcome, the strength of the Yi family will be weakened.
On the other side of the high platform, Yi Zhongyuan's face was already dull, and he murmured: "How is this possible? How can Yi Feng have such strength?"
As the eldest elder of the Yi family, Yi Zhongyuan is naturally very familiar with the disciples of the family. In addition to Yi Xiang, Yi Feng is also considered to have outstanding talents in the family. He reached the seventh level of soul gathering at the age of eighteen. But now, Yi Feng is tempered.
At the first level of spiritual realm, his strength is even comparable to that of the fifth level. Yi Zhongyuan can't figure out how Yi Feng suddenly became stronger. If it really takes three days to improve his strength, this speed is simply unimaginable.
The most shocked person was naturally Yi Xiang. At this time, his face was gloomy, and the breath in his body was turbulent. The bursts of pain in his chest told him that he was seriously injured. Yi Xiang never expected that Yi Feng could explode with such power.
The Shattering Star Fist is only a medium-level Huang-level spiritual skill, but in Yi Feng's hands, its power has reached high-level Huang-level or even Xuan-level levels, and the power it unleashed can actually threaten him.
Yi Xiang is extremely conceited about himself. Although he is at the fifth level of Spirit Tempering, he has once defeated a strong man at the seventh level by two levels. He is confident that he is almost invincible at the same level in the Qingyuan Empire. However, Yi Feng is only at the first level, and he is at the same level.
There was a difference of four levels. Originally, Yi Xiang thought that he could defeat Yi Feng by exerting only 10% of his strength, but now, under full defense, he was actually injured by the opponent.
Although Yi Feng is also a genius disciple in the family, Yi Xiang has never regarded him as an opponent. His vision is no longer limited to the small Mingsha City, or even the Qingyuan Empire, but to compete with the geniuses in the entire continent.
That's why Yi Xiang wanted to get Yi Xue's Xuanling physique. In Yi Xiang's eyes, Yi Feng was just a tool to coerce Yi Xue.
But now this tool actually has the strength to compete with him, which surprised Yi Xiang and made him angry.
"Yi Feng, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply. With the first level of spirit quenching, you can explode with power equivalent to the fifth level. This level of challenge really surprised me." Yi Xiang stared at Yi Xiang.
Feng's eyes were red, as if he was choosing someone to devour, "But no matter how strong you are, you will never be my opponent. If I can't make you kneel down and beg for mercy today, I won't be named Yi!" Yi Xiang's aura completely exploded.
, his robe automatically made a hunting sound without the wind. At this time, Yi Xiang had no intention of killing Yi Feng, and his goal had not been achieved yet.
Facing Yi Xiang's growing aura, Yi Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. He could feel that there was a very powerful magic weapon on Yi Xiang's chest. It was this magic weapon that offset his own power. Otherwise,
, Yi Xiang is seriously injured even if he is not dead at this moment. The power he unleashed with all his strength has exceeded the fifth level of spirit quenching.
"The power of the Conferred God is for my use!" The nine-turn Conferred God Art in Yi Feng's body started to circulate, and the spiritual beads in the Dantian rotated crazily, gushing out huge power and swimming in the meridians.
"Your surname is no longer Yi. Your name should be written backwards. Then take another move from me!" Yi Feng shouted, stepped on the ground, his body was like an arrow leaving the string, as fast as the wind, and shaped like lightning, approaching instantly
He looked at Yi Xiang, stretched out a finger and pointed at Yi Xiang.
"Hmph! You are overestimating your ability to perform fingering techniques in front of me. I will show you how powerful Yiyang Finger is!" Yi Xiang snorted lightly with disdain on his face. He practiced a kind of fingering technique in Tianxuan Sect, called
Yi Yang Finger is already a medium-level spiritual skill at Xuan level, and it is very powerful. Before, he only used Yi Yang Finger with 10% of his strength to destroy Yi Fei's palm. Now facing Yi Feng's attack, Yi Xiang used Yi Yang Finger again.
, and this time, it was directly improved to 80% strength.
Yi Xiang pointed out, and a ball of hot light erupted from his fingertips. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be on fire, and the red light directly enveloped Yi Feng.
Yi Xiang was confident that with his Yiyang finger, he would be able to seriously injure Yi Feng.
Under the red light, Yi Feng's figure became blurry.
"The blood surges thousands of feet under the sword, a leaf is shocked by thousands of miles, and the sword is searched for thousands of miles!" In the red light, there was a long roar, and a golden light shot out, shaped like a shocked giant, and as fast as lightning.
The red light dissipated and the golden light shone brightly. Wherever the sword light passed, a transparent hole appeared in Yi Xiang's chest. It was transparent from front to back and there was no blood flow.
Yi Xiang stood there in a daze, keeping his finger-stretching posture, with some doubts in his eyes. He lowered his head and saw the hole in his chest. His personal protective magic weapon, the Heavenly Silkworm Clothes, was like paper at this moment and had no effect at all.
The confusion in Yi Xiang's eyes turned into anger and unwillingness.
"How is it possible? How is it possible! How could I, Yi Xiang, die! I want to become a mainland genius! I want to become a strong man in the divine realm! I..." Before he finished speaking, Yi Xiang's body fell straight back, splashing
A cloud of dust arose, and there was no more life.
"So what if you are unwilling? Yi Xiang, the grudge between you and me is finally settled." Yi Feng turned over his hand and put away the Jinghong Sword, and looked at Yi Xiang, with a flash of relief in his eyes.
At this time, Yi Feng's clothes were torn and there were many scars on his body. Yi Xiang's Yang Finger also injured Yi Feng. In order to kill Yi Xiang with one sword, Yi Feng did not use his strength to defend, but completely gathered his strength.
When it comes to Jinghong Sword, he needs absolute certainty.
In his previous life, Yi Feng's inner demon was Yi Xue who was killed. Although he finally took revenge, after taking revenge, he became possessed by the devil and later became a demon king in the mainland. Now, in order to protect Yi Xue and kill Yi Xiang, Yi Feng's heart is filled with evil thoughts.
It was indescribably relaxing, as if the shackles deep in my heart had been completely opened.
The scene that happened on the high platform plunged the entire martial arts training ground into a dead silence. Everyone's faces were dull and shocked, and their eyes were full of disbelief.
Yi Xiang died and was actually killed by Yi Feng.
"How is it possible? Am I dazzled? Yi Xiang died in Yi Feng's hands!"
"How can Yi Feng be so powerful? He was still hiding his strength before. Could the power of that sword be due to Xuan-level swordsmanship?"
"Yi Feng actually killed Yi Xiang who was at the fifth level with his cultivation at the first level of Spirit Tempering. This level of challenge is rare in the entire continent. If he grows up, he will definitely be able to reach the divine level.
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"The sky is falling. Yi Xiang is an inner disciple of Xuantian Sect. It is said that he will be promoted to a core disciple in the near future. Now that he has fallen into the family, how can he withstand the anger of Tianxuan Sect?"
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After the silence, a sensation broke out. This scene was really shocking. There were not many situations where people could jump to the next level challenge, but to be able to cross level four, I had never even heard of it.
Yi Xiang, the proud son of heaven, fell like this.