Yang Dingtian raised the Sky Devil Blade in his hand and waved it crazily.
On the surface, he was using the third move of the Wind Ripple Evil Blade, Splashing Ink Gale.
In reality, he was using the first move of the third stage of the Pig Slaying Swordsmanship, Yin Yang Qi Transformation Technique!
Even though Yang Dingtian was full of confidence in this battle, he could not help but have doubts in his heart.
Because of Ye Feng's shamelessness, the power of this move was not three to four times stronger than the first move, Golden Rainbow. It was eight to nine times stronger, or even more.
This Ye Feng was going to put Yang Dingtian to death in his second move.
Yang Dingtian had just received Ye Feng's first move, Golden Rainbow, and was so shaken that he vomited blood.
Now, this move, Seven Colored Rainbow, together with the Illusory Amorous Dragon Technique, had about ten times the power.
Yang Dingtian alone would not be able to receive it.
So now, it would depend on the power of the Yin Yang Qi Transformation Technique.
If the third stage of the Pig Slaying Swordsmanship was really a supreme scripture, then Yang Dingtian's Transformation Technique would be able to receive the third move.
If the Yin Yang Qi Transformation Technique was not powerful enough, then Yang Dingtian would be defeated tonight. He might even die here.
"Roar …" That rainbow-colored dragon opened its ferocious mouth to its limit.
Meanwhile, Yang Dingtian brandished the Sky Devil Flame Saber and charged into its terrifying mouth.
So at this moment, no one knew if Yang Dingtian had charged in or if he had been swallowed by the light dragon.
But immediately, no one could see Yang Dingtian's figure anymore. It was as if he had been completely swallowed by the seven-colored light dragon.
Then, this huge dragon circled and roared crazily, as if it wanted to crush Yang Dingtian into pieces.
Ye Feng kept his blade and sword and revealed a proud smile.
This was the effect he wanted. Not only did he want to kill his opponent, he wanted to kill him in the most gorgeous way.
Shen Lang and Qin Mengli's love was a complete provocation to White Cloud City. White Cloud City had no way to deal with Qin Mengli, but they could completely kill Shen Lang.
This was also a warning to everyone in the world. It was fine to play around with a stunning beauty like Qin Mengli, but if anyone wanted to take it seriously, they would definitely die.
As for Ye Wuzheng, at this moment, his ferocious face relaxed slightly, and his elegant and dignified expression gradually recovered.
When Ye Wucheng saw Yang Dingtian being swallowed by the giant light dragon, the corners of his mouth curled up into a sneer. He no longer looked at the battle in the hall. Instead, he raised his wine cup and calmly toasted Qin Wanchou.
Although Qin Wanchou's expression was not very happy, he still accepted Ye Wucheng's toast. He picked up the cup in front of him and drank it in one gulp.
Third Lady Gongsun looked at the center of the battlefield with interest.
As for Dongfang Bingling, she was still high and mighty. She did not put the competition in front of her in her eyes. She was in a daze, as if she was not at the birthday banquet at all.
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At this moment, Yang Dingtian's entire body was enveloped by a powerful energy crazily. An incomparably powerful energy crazily poured into his body, crazily trying to tear apart everything in Yang Dingtian's body.
"Fire Transformation Art!"
"Fire Transformation Art!"
"Fire Transformation Art!"
Yang Dingtian crazily used the same move, the first move of the Yin Yang Qi Transformation Art, the Fire Transformation Art.
In an instant, countless fiery profound energy crazily poured into Yang Dingtian's body and was crazily dissolved. It turned into pure profound energy and continuously poured into his Qi Sea.
This Yin Yang Qi Transformation Art was indeed incomparably powerful and mysterious. The fiery profound energy that surged in was actually quickly dissolved.
Moreover, as Yang Dingtian became more proficient in the Qi Transformation Art, the amount of fiery profound energy that could be dissolved increased.
However, even so, Yang Dingtian still discovered.
At this moment, his Yin Yang Qi Transformation Art was already barely able to dissolve the profound energy of a nine-star Martial Mystic expert. The remaining profound energy was still harming Yang Dingtian.
However, even so, the scene in the center of the hall was already extremely stunning.
Almost everyone thought that Yang Dingtian was dead for sure. However, the situation immediately changed. The color of the giant light dragon suddenly became fainter and fainter. In the end, it did not look like it was circling, but instead, it looked like it was struggling.
"Bang … …" Suddenly, a loud sound rang out.
Yang Dingtian, who was wielding the Sky Devil Flame Saber, suddenly soared into the sky.
After that, a crack was suddenly torn open in the giant light dragon. Yang Dingtian tore open a crack in the giant energy dragon and then broke out.
After rushing out, Yang Dingtian suddenly landed on the ground. The Sky Devil Blade in his hand crazily slashed at the giant dragon.
Everyone was stupefied. Was this a joke?
This giant dragon was not a real creature. It was only a fake dragon formed from fire attribute profound energy.
Now, Shen Lang was actually using a real blade to chop at the fake energy dragon. If this was not crazy, then what?
However, the next scene made them almost go crazy.
Because as Yang Dingtian's blade chopped down, the giant void dragon actually shattered piece by piece and was chopped off section by section.
"Go!"
In the end, Yang Dingtian suddenly roared and drilled back into the body of the giant light dragon. Then, the Sky Devil Blade in his hand crazily slashed.
"Break!"
There was a loud sound and a dazzling radiance.
In an instant, the giant light dragon was smashed into pieces and turned into ashes. It turned into tens of thousands of flaming radiance and disappeared in the air like resplendent fireworks.
Finally, Yang Dingtian withdrew his sword and stood there.
Ye Feng looked as though he was struck by lightning. He looked at Yang Dingtian in a daze. He was completely unable to imagine that such a thing would actually happen. This was simply too presumptuous and absurd. It was too crazy.
Not only Ye Feng, but Ye Wuzheng was so shocked that he was completely speechless.
As for Ye Wucheng, he didn't even have the time to pour the wine into his mouth and directly poured it out. However, he didn't feel it at all.
Dugu Fengwu's beautiful eyes lit up. Then, her gaze congealed on Yang Dingtian's face. She revealed an astonished expression, but it was unknown what her expression meant.
Dongfang Bingling seemed to have noticed the battle situation for the first time. Her beautiful eyes glanced at Yang Dingtian indifferently.
However, it was merely an indifferent glance. She immediately shifted her gaze away and didn't care anymore.
Instead, it was Qin Wanchou and Qin Huaiyu who looked at Yang Dingtian with serious eyes for the first time.
As for Qin Mengli, her originally pale and colorless face instantly flushed red. Boundless surprise made her beautiful eyes ripple. Her ecstatic face made her look even more beautiful and unparalleled.
Yang Dingtian looked at Ye Feng and said indifferently, "Young Lord Ye Feng, you still have the third move."
In an instant, Ye Feng's body trembled violently.
That's right, there was still the third move. However, Ye Feng's heart was already wavering.
For the second move, not only did he use the Rainbow Rainbow, but he also shamelessly used a mystic skill. It was obviously two moves combined into one, but he purposely pretended to be one move.
This was such a fatal move. Originally, he was extremely confident in his heart. He felt that he would definitely be able to kill this Shen Lang. However, he didn't expect that he wouldn't be able to kill Shen Lang. Instead, it led to such a stunning performance from Shen Lang.
It was as though all his previous prowess had become Shen Lang's foundation.
There was still the third move, but Ye Feng didn't prepare for it at all.
The second move was so powerful, yet it still couldn't kill Shen Lang. Now, he really didn't know what to do with the third move.
Therefore, he couldn't help but look at his father, Ye Wucheng.
Ye Wucheng felt his son's gaze and his expression changed instantly. He said coldly, "Are you muddle-headed?
It's just a slip of the Rainbow Rainbow. How many more powerful moves do you have that you haven't used?
Have you forgotten the mystic skills that your uncle taught you? "
Once he said that, Ye Feng's expression changed slightly. There was even a trace of fear in his eyes.
Instantly, Yang Dingtian felt that something was wrong.
That's right, the fear in Ye Feng's eyes made Yang Dingtian feel that something was wrong.
Who was Ye Wuzheng's uncle?
Zhu Qingzhu, the Sect Leader of the Blackheaven Sect, Zhu Qingzhu.
After the Hidden Sect went into seclusion and Dongfang Minmie and Ximen Wuya were no longer around, the Sect Leader of the Blackheaven Sect, Zhu Qingzhu, became the true number one person in the world.
The Soul-Devouring Mystic Qi that he used to kill Ximen Wuya was still vivid in Yang Dingtian's mind.
The Profound Skill that Yu taught Ye Feng was extremely powerful, and even extremely abnormal. It was completely imaginable, and even Ye Feng himself felt afraid.
Many of the people present were experts with extremely high cultivation. Therefore, the trace of fear that Ye Feng revealed was immediately noticed by everyone. Instantly, the gazes of many people present became complicated and strange.
Ye Feng was an extremely sensitive person. He had an almost morbid selfishness and arrogance. After feeling those gazes, he felt as if there was a fire burning in his heart.
Then, his eyes suddenly burned with a demonic light. The gaze that he looked at Yang Dingtian with was also instantly filled with deep-rooted hatred.
He must kill Shen Lang. The person in front of him must die.
Although that mystic skill filled him with fear and gave him nightmarish memories, as long as he could kill the person in front of him, everything was worth it.
Then, Ye Feng revealed a sinister smile at Yang Dingtian and said: "The third move. Yes, there's still the third move!"
At this moment, he did not pose any threat. However, the gaze that he looked at Yang Dingtian with was as if he was looking at a dead person.
Then, he raised the sharp sword in his hand and began to dance lightly.
That's right, it was only a light dance. Moreover, it looked like a very ordinary movement. It was completely casual as he waved the sword in his hand. There was no sense of beauty, nor was there any profoundness. It was just a casual wave.
One move!
Two moves!
Three moves!
Suddenly, Yang Dingtian's expression became incomparably solemn. He instinctively felt a dangerous aura.
When he waved the fourth move, the entire hall suddenly darkened.
All of the candlelight gently swayed. There was no wind. However, these candlelight seemed to have met something terrifying. Suddenly, it shrunk. Therefore, the entire hall became dark.
The fifth move.
The sixth move.
The seventh move.
Then, the brightly lit hall became darker and darker. Darker and darker.
This was not an illusion. It was also not a contrast of light. It really did become dark.
All of the candlelight in the hall seemed to be swallowed by some kind of special energy.
Then, everyone present clearly felt as if there was a lot of energy rushing towards Ye Feng's body.