Something unexpected happened before entering the ring. It was undoubtedly the icing on the cake. Everyone would not mind doing a warm-up exercise before the good show. [] Just like the prelude before something happens on the men's and women's field can always make people more passionate.

Surging.

But this prelude was too hasty, and it was over before hundreds of people present understood the situation.

In just a blink of an eye, Wei Yunjie, the leader of a branch of the Unified Rivers and Lakes, and another younger brother were knocked back and injured. This situation made everyone stunned. Everyone couldn't help but think to themselves that Feng Yang was enough to defeat the ninth-grade martial artist with one blow.

The respected Wei Yunjie retreated in a hurry, so has his strength been promoted to the level of Emperor Wu?

If you really reach the martial soul level, then your cultivation talent and speed are really terrifying.

Although Feng Yang was angry because of the dirty words made by Wei Yunjie and his brother, and injured Wei Yunjie and a companion, Xia Ying was not happy at all, because Feng Yang was so angry, which just showed that he

I am very concerned about other people's comments, and I am very concerned about the affairs between myself and Hua Shengxue.

Xia Ying is really in pain and heartbroken. She doesn't want this situation to happen. She really wants to start over again. However, as a public figure of Feiyun Sect, public opinion is always everywhere and interferes with her life.

Ever since the incident with Hua Shengxue and Feng Yang on the island, Xia Ying really understood the reality and really let go of the special relationship that had tied her up for many years. It was also because of that incident that she

Discover who you can truly rely on.

Although Xia Ying doesn't know if this is love, at least she knows that she will care about Feng Yang's thoughts and will change her mood and decision because of Feng Yang's thoughts.

Wei Yunjie rubbed his arm that was shaken by Feng Yang's leg as if the bones were broken. He grinned and walked to the maple tree with a ferocious expression.

"Elder Deacon, someone is disrupting the game and hindering the contestants. Do we need to take some measures?" Feng Yang stared at the elder deacon teasingly.

Luo Lin yelled and was taken into the Nine Yuan Pass. Now Wei Yunjie's nature was even worse. If the elder deacon didn't do something, it would be too fake. He could only say to the two Martial Emperor instructors:

"Take away all those who disrupt the game."

But this time, the deacon elder did not directly say how many levels he had to go through before he could get out. His intention of favoring a certain side was quite obvious. Although the people in the war hall were very unconvinced, there was nothing they could do.

After the words fell, Wei Yunjie and others were expelled by the two Martial Emperor instructors, allowing the chaotic scene to gradually calm down.

"Feng Yang, just wait for me until you feel better." Wei Yunjie was held by the dragon-capturing hand of a martial emperor-level instructor and did not dare to act rashly. He glared at Feng Yang angrily and left unwillingly.

Feng Yang turned his head and glanced at Xia Ying. At this time, Xia Ying lowered her head, her long hair covering her charming face, and her expression was unclear. Feng Yang sighed slightly, then turned around and walked towards the ring.

"Feng Yang..." Xia Ying shouted softly, looking up at Feng Yang's back.

Feng Yang turned back to Xia Ying, with a calm expression on his face, but remained silent.

Xia Ying's eyes were filled with sadness. She was really scared and aggrieved now. After hearing so many dirty words from Wei Yunjie, even she felt that she was an immodest girl.

She really wanted to hear Feng Yang say a word of comfort, so that she could feel a lot more relieved and at ease, but Feng Yang didn't have any comfort at this moment, not even a word.

"It's okay, just be careful." Xia Ying said lightly and stopped talking.

"Don't worry." Feng Yang replied, then turned around and resolutely walked onto the ring to greet this girl whose methods were no less cruel than his own.

Looking at Feng Yang's back, Xia Ying looked sad. In this sad season of spring and autumn, the leaves are withered and yellow. When the breeze blows, the fallen leaves fall with the wind. The falling leaves seem to condense people's thoughts and feelings, which are always inexplicable.

The sentimentality, inexplicable melancholy, and many things that I thought I had forgotten quietly creep into my mind, occupying all my thoughts, and for a while, people can't help but burst into tears.

At Hua Shengxue's place, Xia Ying could only feel a kind of dependence that had been formed over a long period of time, like a sister relying on her brother, but she had never noticed it.

But here in Feng Yang, Xia Ying really felt the feeling of happiness and sadness that would be affected by Feng Yang's emotions, and felt the sweetness and happiness that Hua Shengxue never brought her. Without him,

I can't help but miss his smile, every word he said, all the things we experienced together, and the warmth and comfort in his arms.

The scene of lying in Feng Yang's strong arms and talking to each other that night is still vivid in my mind, as if I still carry Feng Yang's body temperature.

But at this moment, Xia Ying felt that the feeling was so dreamlike, everything was like water splashes mirroring the moon. With a slight impact, these hazy and wonderful things would be shattered.

Standing on the ring, Feng Yang's smile had faded and was replaced by a solemn expression. He really wanted to ask Mo Yan: "Is your goal to kill me?" But Feng Yang did not ask.

, if you can’t even calm down this little bit, then it will be difficult to accomplish anything big.

Seeing that Mo Yan and Feng Yang were standing face to face, everyone turned their attention away from the battle just now and focused on the situation on the ring. The battle between Feng Yang and Mo Yan was what everyone had been waiting for.

Ever since Mo Yan showed astonishing fighting power and cruelly deprived several participating disciples of their lives, many disciples had already regarded her as the female version of Feng Yang, and had long been secretly discussing what sparks would arise when Feng Yang and Mo Yan met.

"Feng Yang, kill her, kill her, kill her."

I don't know who shouted something, but this sentence caused a huge response. Gradually, someone started to follow that person and repeat the word "kill". Although Mo Yan is a delicate girl, this girl's methods make every man

Everyone was shocked by this and no longer treated her as a girl.

At first, it was just a few people shouting. Gradually, the shouts formed a vast sound wave, sweeping through the competition venue one after another.

"Mo Yan, burst his balls." However, there are many people with more withdrawn personalities and special hobbies. Mo Yan also has many supporters, but compared with the huge momentum from Feng Yang, the shouts of Mo Yan's supporters are too loud.

Somewhat small.

"Many people here have opinions about you." Feng Yang, standing on the ring, said calmly as his ears were filled with noisy shouts.

"That's their business." Mo Yan said.

"Let's take action." Before he could finish his words, Feng Yang had already launched the attack first, his legs condensed with a terrifying explosive power that could shatter the sky and earth, drawing a blurry afterimage in the air, and the air was impacted with a frightening explosion of energy.

Mo Yan didn't retreat, and his expression didn't change at all. He turned his wrist and turned his five fingers into claws, directly facing the afterimage in the sky.

The shadows of legs and claws exchanged in the air like lightning, and then separated in an instant. In the next moment of separation, the two people's attacks quickly exchanged together, both of which were fast. The speed of the two was so fast that they only let

People feel dizzy, and their sight is no longer clear about the battle between the two. Only afterimages flicker in the sky. Often, before the first afterimage disappears, new afterimages appear again, causing it to seem like there are many people in the ring.

Fighting is the same.

Both of them activated Soul Protection, but this moment of fighting gave Mo Yan the urge to vomit blood. He struck Feng Yang several times with his claws, but Feng Yang was not affected at all. The main reason was that the surface of his body was

The protective cover is really strong.

In the eyes of others, Feng Yang's defense is simply monster-level. The attribute energy can be released and condensed outside the body to form a protective shield. The earth element beads embedded in the clothes can also release the earth element energy to form a rain shield to protect the body. Moreover,

The armor he wears is carefully tailored from the skin of a level nine fire lin beast and the toughest scales. It has extremely strong defense against physical attacks. Even Yuanli attacks can be very effective in neutralizing them.

Weak effect.

The stacking of these layers of defense, coupled with Feng Yang's own outrageous strength, resulted in Mo Yan's attack hitting Feng Yang, just like an ordinary kitchen knife chopping an iron plate, with no obvious effect at all.

But Mo Yan doesn't have the defense of a monster like Feng Yang. Feng Yang can withstand many attacks from Mo Yan, but she only needs to be hit by Feng Yang's Heaven Collapse and Earth Crack once, and she will suffer.

"Monster, this guy is simply a monster. Anyone who keeps going like this will be depressed and vomit blood." With Wu Hua's eyesight, he could barely reach the battle situation and understood Feng Yang's fearless attack method with his super strong defense.

, my heart is filled with contempt.

But it is undeniable that he admires Feng Yang very much. He really doesn't know how this evildoer cultivates. He is highly talented, has spatial attributes, and has awakened his soul to become a talisman technician. He can also inlay. He is so abnormal that he doesn't look normal.

of human beings.

"It's just jealousy." You Xueer said contemptuously.

"I'm just jealous, what do you think?" Wu Hua glared at You Xue'er unwilling to be outdone, and he had a tendency to kill her if they didn't agree with her.

"Actually, I'm also jealous that a girl from Feiyun Sect who is beautiful, cute, temperamental, and virtuous can be jealous. Feng Yang is really amazing, hehehehe." You.

Xueer pursed her lips and smiled. She felt that people like Feng Yang would not be willing to remain silent. She felt this from the first time at the junction of the Little Warcraft Mountains to when Feng Yang dealt with the Fang family mercenary group.

.

If an ordinary girl is so narcissistic, it will definitely feel very artificial, pretentious, and quite disgusting, but when a little beauty like You Xueer says it, and everyone knows this girl's character, it is quite cute.

Playful charm.

"Can Sister Mo Yan win?" Lan Xue, who had been eliminated by Hua Tian and was standing in the audience watching the battle, looked at the two flickering figures on the stage, and immediately her eyes fell on Qing Yuan beside her, and she said with a worried look.

"This guy is someone that even Hua Shengxue can't handle. Although Mo Yan has the strongest combat power among the three of us and a very determined mind, Feng Yang is even better than him in combat power and mind. Mo Yan has no advantage. Perhaps the only

Her advantage is that her firm belief will allow her to fight to the end." Qingyuan also lost his smile at this time and said solemnly: "But this is also her shortcoming. If her belief is too firm, she will not be able to adapt."

"Then will sister Mo Yan be killed?" Lan Xue asked.

"This is our fate." Qing Yuannai sighed.

While several people were talking, the battle was still in full swing. At this time, both Feng Yang and Mo Yan fell on the ring from mid-air. Mo Yan stepped forward and drove straight in like an arrow, grabbing Feng Yang's chest fiercely with his claws.

But Feng Yang was also good at it. Her right leg flew out at the same time, choosing a lose-lose attack. If Mo Yan didn't change her attack method, she could hit Feng Yang, but she couldn't escape the attack from Feng Yang's right leg.

"puff"

"Bang."

Two different sounds sounded almost at the same time. Mo Yan's paw ordered Feng Yang, and Feng Yang also kicked Mo Yan in the stomach. The two of them immediately stepped back at the same time.

With Mo Yan's claw, the rain cover on Feng Yang's body was suddenly weakened a lot. The color gradually dimmed and became thinner. It withstood Mo Yan's attacks again and again. Although there was a defensive circle, Feng Yang's body was still a little bit...

pain.

However, Mo Yan was not much better. Although he suffered relatively few attacks, he was only killed by Feng Yang's kick and retreated two feet away, with a few traces of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Can you withstand this move?" Mo Yan snorted coldly and activated his arm: "Dead Soul Blood Claw."

Mo Yan waved his right hand into a claw in the air, and a huge bloody claw appeared in the air. The bloody claw seemed to be made of condensed blood, exuding bursts of bloody and murderous aura. The terrifying pressure shocked the disciples watching the battle.
Chapter completed!