Hong Ling felt the huge aura on Yi Feng's body, and her face was full of shock. She had fought with Yi Feng and knew that yesterday's Yi Feng was indeed only at the seventh level of spirit transformation. In one day, the other party not only broke through to the psychic realm, but even reached At the peak of the second level of psychic, this kind of cultivation speed is already unimaginable.
"Brother, although Yi Feng has reached the second level of psychic realm, his cultivation level is still far behind yours. He cannot be your opponent!"
"Naturally, I was just surprised by his cultivation speed. Such a rapid improvement must have an unstable foundation." Zhao Qian had already suppressed his shocked expression, and there was already a hint of jealousy in his eyes when he looked at Yi Feng. He could feel it. Yi Feng's talent, this powerful talent is no weaker than that of the Holy Son Gu Yuyan.
In the Ancient Saint Peak, there are four types of disciples: named disciples, ordinary disciples, core disciples and Saint Sons. Among them, the Saint Son has the most transcendent status. There are only two Saint Sons in the entire Ancient Saint Peak, one is Gu Yuyan and the other is Saint Son. It was Gu Minghao, and the two of them could get direct teachings from the Great Sage Gu Qitian, but under the Sage, even the core disciples could not see Gu Qitian at will.
Thinking that Yi Feng might become the Holy Son in the future, standing above his head, Zhao Qian felt a murderous intention in his heart.
"Yifeng, no matter how strong you are, you are still several levels behind me in cultivation. I don't believe you can really fight against me." Zhao Qian said slowly, flipping his wrist and taking out a golden iron rod. .
The iron rod is about five feet long and one inch thick. There are lines carved on it, emitting a powerful wave of aura.
"The spiritual weapon of the strata..."
Yi Feng's expression changed, and he could already feel the quality of the opponent's iron rod, a spiritual weapon at the primary level of the earth.
A spiritual weapon that reaches the earth level has the effect of communicating the spiritual power of heaven and earth. The spiritual skills it performs will be blessed and its power will be doubled.
Zhao Qian actually used an earth-level spiritual weapon at this time. It was obvious that he had murderous intentions towards Yi Feng and had no intention of holding back.
The spiritual power in Yi Feng's body was circulating, and his condition had returned to its peak. Yi Feng flipped his wrist and took out his Five Elements Sword.
Today's Five Elements Sword has been modified several times by Yi Feng, and its quality has reached the Xuan level.
"Yi Feng, take my move and kill with the heavenly stick!" Zhao Qian shouted, holding up the golden iron rod in both hands. A suction force burst out from one end of the iron rod, and the surrounding spiritual power gathered together and poured into the golden iron rod. The iron rod shines brightly, and the power contained in it is also rapidly increasing.
When the fluctuation of the golden iron rod reached its peak, Zhao Qian's arm finally fell down and slashed angrily towards Yi Feng. A golden shadow of the stick was born like a dragon, containing unparalleled power and smashing towards Yi Feng.
"Huh..." Yi Feng exhaled slightly and looked up at the rapidly approaching iron rod, with a fiery fighting spirit exuding in his eyes.
"Well done!" Yi Feng's body glowed with a white light, forming a pair of armor to cover him. He waved the Five Elements Sword in his hand and faced the golden iron rod.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, the sticks and swords met, and a bright light burst out. The light quickly converged, and the figures of Yi Feng and Zhao Qian were revealed.
Zhao Qian held the iron rod in his hand, his face turned red, and his body's strength had completely exploded. Yi Feng's Five Elements Sword was placed on the iron rod. No matter how hard Zhao Qian used it, Yi Feng did not retreat at all.
Not far away, Hong Ling's delicate body was trembling. She looked at Yi Feng with fear in her eyes. She could feel the power of the confrontation between the two. If it were her, no matter if it was a stick or a sword, she might not be able to do it. Take it.
"This Yi Feng can actually resist Zhao Qian's attack. Is he so strong?"
Hong Ling murmured to herself, knowing the gap between herself and Zhao Qian. There was already a four-level difference in cultivation between the two, and their strength was like a chasm. If Yi Feng could really fight against Zhao Qian, it would be impossible to kill him. It's just as easy as pie.
Hong Ling had fought against Yi Feng, but she had already felt that in just one day, Yi Feng's strength had made a qualitative leap, and she was far from his opponent.
Zhao Qian's attack failed, so he pulled back his stick and struck horizontally, only aiming at Yi Feng's waist.
Yi Feng made a slight mistake in his steps, and with a single stroke of his sword, he broke Zhao Qian's attack.
Zhao Qian changed his tactics again, and his moves were all about Yi Feng's vital points. Yi Feng saw the move and turned against Zhao Qian, so he started to fight with Zhao Qian.
The two people's bodies turned into afterimages, constantly colliding into each other. Every time they fought, huge fluctuations would erupt. Hong Ling had already avoided it far away. She just couldn't bear the aftermath of the two people's battle.
At this moment, Hong Ling had already seen Yi Feng's true strength. Zhao Qian did not hold back any more, but Yi Feng was actually able to fight against him, which showed that Yi Feng's strength was at least not weaker than Zhao Qian.
There is a three-level difference between the two of them. Zhao Qian is a genius of the ancient clan and a core disciple of the Ancient Saint Peak. If the other person is from the outside, he can even fight against people at the seventh or eighth level of psychics.
"This Yi Feng is really a monster. There are probably only two saints who can compare with him." Hong Ling thought in her mind, and she had already placed Yi Feng's status on a very high level.
As the core disciple of the Ancient Saint Peak, Zhao Qian naturally had many means and powerful spiritual skills. He even used earth-level spiritual skills several times, but he still did not gain the upper hand. Instead, Yi Feng became more and more powerful as he fought. Courageous, there is a strong tendency to suppress.
"How... is this possible? What is the origin of Yi Feng?" Zhao Qian already felt some regret in his heart. If he had known that Yi Feng had such a talent, he would not have become his enemy.
Although Yi Feng allowed Tianyang Pool to dry up, he only used Tianyang Pool to practice with Gu Qitian's permission. If he really wanted to blame him, he would have to report it to his master. Zhao Qian was already suspected of overstepping his bounds.
But now it's too late to regret it. Since he has turned against him, Zhao Qian will simply fight to the end.
"Yi Feng, take another move from me!" Zhao Qian's aura suddenly changed. His aura from the fifth level of psychic realm climbed directly to the sixth level. The golden iron rod in his hand shone brightly, and he struck down with a stroke. The golden dragon transformed and rushed towards Yi Feng.
Yi Feng's eyes narrowed. He and Zhao Qian had already exchanged hundreds of moves, and the power of this move was obviously much more powerful. The golden dragon contained a strange wave. It was this wave that made him The power is greatly increased.
"The gods of frost and ice are destroyed, and the scorching sun burns the moon dust!" Yi Feng finally used the Jinghong sword technique, but the second sword among the nine swords, the Hanyan sword.
Although Yi Feng has not received the inheritance of yin and yang, he has condensed the original power of yin and yang. Yin and yang and Han Yan correspond to each other. Originally, Han Yan's sword did not reach the earth level, but now when Yi Feng displays it, it is comparable to the earth level. .
With one sword move, two sword auras, one red and one blue, were fired out. The sword auras intertwined and surrounded the golden dragon.