A look of surprise on her face, Zhang Hanshan's gaze fell on Yang Feng and flickered with incredulity: "It's him!
Junior Disciple Brother Yang! "
Taken aback, Zhou Feng's gaze also fell on Yang Feng, and he frowned: "Junior Disciple Brother Yang, you're too impulsive!"
Zhong Sunan also frowned: "It's him!
Senior Disciple Brother Yang Feng!
It's too early for him to challenge Yi Yuanyang! "
Zhang Hanshan and the other true disciples of the Battle Demon Sect knew that Yang Feng's strength was extraordinary. Few Starry Sky Warlocks were his opponent.
But Yi Yuanyang could defeat Moonlight Warlocks, and his strength was comparable to that of gods. No one thought that Yang Feng was his opponent.
Yi Yuanyang's face sank, and he turned to look at Yang Feng. His star-like eyes flickered with frigid killing intent.
Since his debut, this was the first time that someone dared to speak to him like this.
Shi Xue was like a gem blossoming with resplendent rays of light. She smiled sweetly: "Elder brother, you don't need to take action.
This ignorant fool, I'll defeat him! "
Yang Feng smiled, completely ignoring Yi Yuanyang, and stepped forward: "Xue 'er, you have a Moonlight Warlock rank cultivation base. Fighting him is bullying the weak.
Only when I defeat him will he be convinced and understand that he's just a waste. "
Yi Yuanyang's gaze congealed slightly, and his eyes shimmered with contempt, and he sneered: "A trifling Great Warlock dares to challenge me, what an overestimate yourself.
You're not qualified to fight me. Wait until you promote to a Starry Sky Warlock, and then I'll consider whether or not to fight you. "
Yang Feng retorted sarcastically: "According to you, what qualifications does a Starry Sky Warlock like you have to challenge my younger sister?
My younger sister is a Moonlight Warlock. You trash, wait until you practice cultivation to the Moonlight Warlock realm, and then come challenge my younger sister.
However, by that time, my younger sister will have already promoted to a Glorious Dawn Warlock, and she'll be able to squish an ant like you to death. "
Yi Yuanyang smiled coldly and stepped into the arena: "Fine, since you're here to seek humiliation, then I'll fulfill your wish and accept your challenge."
Lu Wuchen frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with worry, and he asked: "Yang Feng, are you confident?"
In the Great Sect Competition, Yang Feng defeated Zhong Sunan, which made people have a whole new level of respect for him.
But even so, Lu Wuchen didn't think that Yang Feng could compete with Yi Yuanyang.
Yang Feng uttered with a smile: "Sect Master, please let me try."
Lu Wuchen pondered for a while and nodded.
Yang Feng stepped into the arena.
"Great Warlock!!
He actually challenged Yi Yuanyang with the cultivation base of a Great Warlock, he's really reckless. "
"Even the Moonlight Warlock rank expert Mo Wuheng of the Battle Demon Sect was defeated by Yi Yuanyang. For a Great Warlock to challenge Yi Yuanyang, he's really reckless."
"…"
Spirit fluctuations reverberated in the area, and gazes full of ridicule focused on Yang Feng.
The corners of Zhao Yilian's mouth rose slightly, and she revealed a sneer: "What a fool. A trifling Great Warlock dares to challenge Yi Yuanyang. How foolish, how disappointing.
It seems that the personal disciples of the Battle Demon Sect's four Great Elders are getting worse with each generation. "
The gaze of the peerlessly beautiful woman, who looked like a pure white immortal lotus, fell on Yang Feng, and she said thoughtfully: "That's not necessarily the case. For him to dare to challenge Yi Yuanyang, he must have some skill.
This battle may be far beyond our expectations. "
Zhao Yilian's beautiful eyes flashed with a dignified gleam, and she asked curiously: "Why do you think so?"
The beautiful woman who looks like a white lotus in front of her is the Saint Lotus Sect's current holy daughter Bai Yilian.
She was also the most outstanding genius of this generation in the Saint Lotus Sect. She was extremely intelligent and knowledgeable.
Bai Yilian said lightly: "This person once harvested hundreds of millions of merit points in less than a month in the Demonic Realm's Black Ink War Zone. He's definitely not a simple person."
Zhao Yilian inhaled a breath of cold air, and her gaze fell on Yang Feng, and her beautiful eyes shimmered with graveness: "To be able to harvest hundreds of millions of merit points in less than a month in a damned place like the Demonic Realm, this person really isn't simple!"
With a flick of his wrist, the god armament Holy Flame Sword appeared in Yang Feng's hand, and he said lightly: "Yi Yuanyang, I don't want to bully the weak, so I'll give you a chance. Make the first move!"
It was the first time that Yi Yuanyang was so despised by someone, moreover by a trifling Great Warlock. His eyes flashed with a touch of anger, and he said coldly: "Very well, since that's the case, then turn into ashes for me!"
A Fire Domain containing violent fire elemental particles suddenly erupted and enveloped Yang Feng in an instant. Countless fire crows, fire snakes, and fire dragons suddenly appeared in the Fire Domain and rushed towards Yang Feng.
The entire arena was enveloped by the incomparably violent flames. Even though they were outside the arena, everyone present could still feel a scorching aura rushing towards them.
The hearts of Zhang Hanshan and the other Battle Demon Sect disciples tightened slightly, and they had dignified looks on their faces.
The faces of several weaker true disciples even turned pale. The Fire Domain released by Yi Yuanyang could burn them to ashes in an instant.
"Is that all?
Bring out your Nine Brilliant Suns, or else you won't be my opponent! "
Yang Feng's voice came from the sea of fire. The countless flames in the Fire Domain churned wildly, turned into a flame vortex, and entered the god armament Holy Flame Sword in Yang Feng's hand.
Within a few breaths of time, the Fire Domain collapsed and disappeared.
"A level-6 secret treasure?
No, this is a god armament from another plane!
I didn't expect you to have some skill. "
Yi Yuanyang glanced at the god armament Holy Flame Sword in Yang Feng's hand, smiled coldly, silently recited an incantation, flicked his finger, and cast the level-5 spell Starfire Butterflies.
Fire elemental particles surged, and palm-sized Starfire Butterflies full of intelligence containing fearsome fire elemental particles flew out.
Virtually in a breath of time, tens of thousands of Starfire Butterflies covered the area, turned into rays of fire, and swept towards Yang Feng.
The Demonic Starfire Butterfly was an extremely powerful secret technique. Each Demonic Starfire Butterfly contained a terrifying flame power that was only slightly inferior to the Golden Sun Flame.
Even if it was a Starry Sky Warlock, they would be easily burned to ashes by the Starfire Butterflies.
"Is that all you got?
The holy son of the Tai Yi Sect really disappoints me!
You can't even force me to use 10% of my strength. "
Yang Feng smiled coldly and stabbed with the god armament Holy Flame Sword in his hand. The law of fire surged, and a fearsome vortex gushed out of the Holy Flame Sword.
As if moths flying into a flame, the tens of thousands of Starfire Butterflies were drawn into the fearsome vortex and devoured one by one.
A cold look in his eyes, Yi Yuanyang barked: "Explode!"
The Star Fire Butterflies exploded in an instant, turned into flames, blasted apart the whirlpool, and swept towards Yang Feng.
Yang Feng waved his hand, and the Holy Flame Sword produced nine vortexes that frantically devoured the flames of the Starfire Butterflies.
In the midst of the flames, a ray of fire flickered and formed Yi Yuanyang's true body in the blink of an eye. His eyes flashed with a sneer, and he sent a palm barreling towards Yang Feng's heart from behind.
This was the Tai Yi Sect's Flame Light Fire Body Conversion Method, which was an extremely profound secret method.
After mastering this secret method, Yi Yuanyang could freely shuttle between different kinds of flames, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.
Just when Yi Yuanyang was about to hit Yang Feng, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, Yang Feng leaned to the side and slammed a meteor-like palm into Yi Yuanyang's abdomen, and a violent force erupted in an instant and blasted into Yi Yuanyang's body.
Yi Yuanyang's face fell, and he spewed out a mouthful of flaming blood. Then, his body collapsed and turned into specks of flames that disappeared.
In the next moment, countless flames suddenly surged and formed Yi Yuanyang's true body in the place where Yi Yuanyang was originally standing. But at this time, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he cut a sorry figure. He looked at Yang Feng with a dignified look in his eyes.
"Yi Yuanyang was injured!!"
"How, how is this possible!
How could Yi Yuanyang be injured!! "
"Yi Yuanyang was actually injured!!
He, he's just a Great Warlock!! "
"…"
In the main hall, the leaders of the major forces were dumbfounded when they saw this scene, and they couldn't believe their eyes.
Yi Yuanyang, who even defeated a powerful Moonlight Warlock like Mo Wuheng, was now injured by a Great Warlock rank Yang Feng.
It was as inconceivable as a dragon being sent flying by a punch from an ant.
The smile on Lie Heng's face stiffened, his eyes shimmered with incredulity, and he stared at Yang Feng standing in place.
Lu Wuchen's furrowed brows relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.
Even if Yang Feng admitted defeat now, the Battle Demon Sect would still gain a lot of face.
Zhang Hanshan heaved a long sigh, her beautiful eyes shimmered with enigmatic light, and she said with a charming smile: "Junior Disciple Brother Yang is really strong!!
I misjudged him. "
Zhou Feng shook his head, a smile on his face: "This pair of brother and sister are freaks!!"
Zhao Yilian's beautiful eyes shimmered with graveness, and she said solemnly: "You're right, he's really extraordinary!
He's far beyond our expectations! "
Bai Yilian stared at Yang Feng with an enigmatic gleam in her beautiful eyes.
With his hands behind his back, Yang Feng glanced at Yi Yuanyang, raised the corners of his mouth, and said condescendingly: "Yi Yuanyang, you've just fought two battles in a row, so you must have consumed a lot of spirit force.
I'll allow you to drink a few vials of potions and rest for a few hours.
I don't want you to complain that I'm bullying the weak, taking advantage of your difficulties, and winning with an unfair advantage. "