Yi Yuanyang's eyes revealed a bone-piercing coldness, he revealed a smile that could make people shudder, and his words were as cold as ice: "There's no need to rest after defeating a trifling Great Warlock like you."
Yi Yuanyang silently recited an incantation and pointed with a finger, and green runes gushed out of his finger and formed a green hexagram midair.
A green beam of light shot out of the hexagram, and a battle soul wearing a green armor and exuding a fearsome fighting spirit walked out of the green hexagram and entered Yi Yuanyang's body.
A vast and terrifying battle aura spread out from Yi Yuanyang's body, giving off a terrifying feeling.
"This is the Tai Yi Sect's Battle Soul Summon!!"
"This is the Battle Soul Summon known as one of the 36 strongest battle spells!!"
"It seems that Yi Yuanyang wants to defeat Yang Feng in close combat!!"
"The Battle Demon Sect's secret method is known as unparalleled in close combat, second to none among body-tempering Warlocks!
Yi Yuanyang wants to use Battle Soul Summon to defeat Yang Feng in one fell swoop!! "
"…"
As soon as they saw the battle soul wearing a green armor enter Yi Yuanyang's body, the faces of the leaders of the major forces changed at once, and they commented spiritedly.
Battle Soul Summon was one of the strongest close-combat secret methods of the Tai Yi Sect.
In the Tai Yi Sect, there was a level-9 secret treasure Heavenly Secrets Battle Soul Temple.
The Heavenly Secrets Battle Soul Temple enshrined the souls of countless powerful heroes who died in battle and transformed into battle souls.
In the Heavenly Secret Hall of Fighting Spirits, the Fighting Spirits fought day and night without rest, tempering their fighting skills through countless tempering.
Battle Soul Summon summoned a powerful battle soul from the Heavenly Secrets Battle Soul Temple and possessed it. Once the battle soul possessed the body, any Warlock would obtain the various battle skills mastered by the battle soul.
With a flick of his wrist, a 2-meter-long green dragon spear engraved with countless mysterious runes appeared in Yi Yuanyang's hand. He pointed at Yang Feng, and an invincible and fearsome aura of a veteran who has run amok in the world spread in all directions.
Yi Yuanyang said with a cold smile: "The battle soul I summoned was called Dragon Slayer Freitas. With demigod rank power, he once slaughtered 136 Yinglong with this Storm Dragon Spear. Among them, 3 were Moonlight Warlock rank Yinglong.
It's your honor to be defeated by such an expert. "
The Winged Dragon was a winged dragon, which was what the Western World referred to as a giant dragon.
The Western World and the Eastern World had many different names, but in reality, they were the same thing.
Yang Feng said lightly: "Battle Soul Summon?
Even with the Battle Soul Possession, you are still no match for me. "
Yi Yuanyang smiled coldly. The law of wind of the god armament Storm Dragon Spear surged in his hand, and a violent gale enveloped him.
Suddenly, a gust of wind rose in the grand arena. Yi Yuanyang's body blurred, and he appeared in front of Yang Feng in the blink of an eye. Eight avatars appeared at once and stabbed at Yang Feng from eight directions.
Yang Feng's eyes constricted, and he unleashed the Demonic Fighting Sword Art. The Holy Flame Sword flickered with fire and turned into numerous fire shadows sweeping in all directions.
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Appearing and disappearing like a ghost, the Storm Dragon Spear stabbed at Yang Feng from tricky and strange angles like a storm.
In the blink of an eye, the Holy Flame Sword and Yang Feng's Holy Flame Sword clashed more than 100 times.
With the Battle Soul Possession of the Dragon Slayer Rytas, Yi Yuanyang seems to have transformed into a battle-hardened dragon slayer who has slaughtered countless dragons. The violent Storm Dragon Spear suppressed Yang Feng, and countless violent wind blades slashed at Yang Feng, leaving him with numerous wounds and dripping with blood.
After hundreds of rounds of fierce fighting, Yang Feng suddenly raised his sword to block, and then retreated briskly by hundreds of meters in an instant. He glanced at the numerous wounds on his body and said indifferently: "Battle Soul Summon is really extraordinary!
It seems that I have to show a little of my true ability. "
A formidable life force gushed out, and a Cyan Battle Demon suddenly appeared, attached to Yang Feng, and formed a cyan armor.
"Battle Demon Secret Method!
Cyan Battle Demon!
What can a trifling Cyan Battle Demon do to you?
You can't even cultivate the Battle Demon Sect's fundamental secret method, how disappointing! "
Yi Yuanyang smiled coldly, then suddenly shot out like a gust of wind, transformed into numerous spear afterimages, and swept towards Yang Feng like the incarnation of a storm dragon.
Yang Feng's eyes constricted, and he unleashed the Battle Demon Sword Art to the limit, transformed into numerous sword afterimages, and engaged Yi Yuanyang in a fierce fight.
A storm dragon and a berserk fire dragon appeared in the arena and fought wildly, and fearsome fluctuations of power spread in all directions.
"Amazing. The Tai Yi Sect isn't good at Body-tempering Warlocks. I didn't expect the Battle Soul Summon to be so powerful."
"The Battle Demon Sect's Yang Feng is also extraordinary, far stronger than ordinary Starry Sky Warlocks!
He's just a Great Warlock, that's really scary.
No wonder he's a personal disciple of the Battle Demon Sect's four Great Elders. "
"…"
Even though they were outside the arena, but the spectating Warlocks could still feel the strength and fearsomeness of the two people fighting in the arena.
They commented animatedly, full of praise.
"Unfortunately, the gap between Yang Feng and Yi Yuanyang is still too big."
"That's right. He can't even force Yi Yuanyang to use the Nine Brilliant Suns Secret Method. He's going to be defeated by Yi Yuanyang's Battle Soul Possession."
"…"
The eyes of the representatives from the major forces shimmered with regret. In the arena, Yang Feng's incarnation of the Fire Dragon was already struggling to hold on. From time to time, small wounds appeared on his body, and drops of blood dripped to the ground.
Lu Wuchen's eyebrows suddenly smoothed out, and he revealed a smile.
Lie Heng, on the other hand, frowned, and didn't say a word.
The powerful Warlocks with Moonlight Warlock rank cultivation bases and above stared at Yang Feng with shock and admiration in their eyes.
Zhang Hanshan stared at Yang Feng, then suddenly smoothed out her eyebrows and sighed faintly: "What a monster. To use Yi Yuanyang to temper himself."
Zhou Feng's eyes shimmered with an enigmatic glint, revealing a complicated glint.
He had already seen that Yang Feng's Demonic Fighting Sword Art had already become more and more skillful from its original immaturity. With an impenetrable defense of one meter in front of him, he was slowly recovering the situation, and the number of wounds on his body was getting fewer and fewer.
"All right!
You're useless now! "
Suddenly, Yang Feng smiled faintly. A resplendent silver light shone, and a Silver Battle Demon suddenly appeared and attached itself to him.
After the Silver Battle Demon attached itself to him, Yang Feng's speed suddenly soared by a large margin. The Holy Flame Sword in his hand drew a strange arc. In the blink of an eye, the Holy Flame Sword vibrated nine times in a row, sending the Storm Dragon Spear flying. The Holy Flame Sword turned into a graceful streak of light that stabbed towards Yi Yuanyang's head.
Yi Yuanyang's complexion changed dramatically. A gust of wind rose around him, and his head twisted strangely.
The Holy Flame Sword brushed past Yi Yuanyang's face, and the fearsome fire force burned a small half of Yi Yuanyang's handsome face.
Yang Feng took the opportunity to step forward and hit Yi Yuanyang in the abdomen with his palm.
Along with flashes of fire, Yi Yuanyang collapsed and turned into countless flames, which instantly condensed hundreds of meters away.
But there was a huge scar on the left side of his face, and his complexion was very unsightly.
Yang Feng's eyes shimmered with ridicule, and he sneered: "My Battle Demon Sword Art is still rather immature!
Thank you for helping me practice this sword art, Yi Yuanyang, so that I can thoroughly master this sword art.
However, Yi Yuanyang, your Dragon Slayer battle soul is really too weak. It can't even force my Golden Battle Demon out, which is really disappointing.
You should summon the Tai Yi Sect's 12 battle souls to fight me. Presumably, the 12 battle souls should be able to force my Golden Battle Demon out. "
Yi Yuanyang's complexion turned extremely unsightly. He operated a secret method, and wisps of life force pervaded the left side of his face and slowly removed the scar.
"Yang Feng, very well, I'll let you experience my Nine Brilliant Suns Secret Method!!"
There was a flash of killing intent in Yi Yuanyang's eyes, and he flicked his finger and dispelled the battle soul possession. He silently recited an incantation, and endless flames enveloped him in an instant.
In the endless flames, the Crimson Gold Sun Python appeared once again. A boundless, terrifying pressure spread in all directions.
As soon as the Red Gold Sun Python appeared, it stared at Yang Feng, opened its maw, and endless golden sun flames shot out and swept towards Yang Feng.
The golden sun flames were enough to seriously injure a Moonlight Warlock and burn a Starry Sky Warlock to ashes.
If a Great Warlock like Yang Feng was touched by the golden sun flames, only death would await him.
When Lu Wuchen saw this scene, his face fell, and he was about to get up and stop the fight.
The power of the golden sun flames was too terrifying. Yang Feng was just a trifling Great Warlock. Once he was touched by the golden sun flames, he might not be able to save Yang Feng.
Lie Heng snorted coldly, and a Glorious Sun Warlock rank life force slowly spread.
In the Battle Demon Sect, Lie Heng was naturally not Lu Wuchen's opponent.
However, he could still obstruct Lu Wuchen for a quarter of an hour.
Besides, the Tai Yi Sect was the leader of the Ten Great Sects, so Lie Heng didn't have to worry about Lu Wuchen killing them.
In the reception hall, the atmosphere became tense.
The experts of the Battle Demon Sect glared at Lie Heng, and a tyrannical life force slowly spread out, as if they would turn hostile at any time.