"Calm."

The Haotian Sword full of fire power slashed on the blade of the strong wind, and the dragon blade tooth pattern on the sword edge "hissed" against the blade. When the force collided, the wind and fire, and the weapons were surging. In an instant, the energy burst out, and the outer walls of the Fire God clan were destroyed.

"Boom boom boom..."

A blast sounded in Linzi City, and the showdown between two god-level powerful men, even Zhang Tianhe, Yan Yao, Peng Yueer and other powerful men couldn't help but exclaim. There was no need to mention those ordinary people, they were all closed and trembling, and no one knew what was going on.

When the attacking dragon blade on the edge of the Haotian Sword rubbed against the opponent's blade, Ye Yang did not hesitate and suddenly sent it with his left hand. A fire god seal in his palm blasted heavily at the opponent.

“Good come.”

The wind laughed loudly, and his fists were flying fiercely with the wind, and it blasted out like a loud bang. With a loud bang, the two suddenly separated. The powerful domain was like a huge net, which made Ye Yang and the wind retreat slowly stop, standing proudly in the air. Ye Yang held the Haotian Sword in his hand, and his left hand was surrounded by the energy of the Fire God Seal. His eyes were covered with golden luster, and he looked at the strong wind in front of him very calmly.

On the other hand, the middle-level god's strong wind is more stable. The wind field behind us is filled with energy, and whirlwinds are rotating and flying in the air, covered with dark clouds. With the idea of ​​the strong wind, these whirlwinds will generate hurricanes, and may even tear the entire Linzi city into pieces.

Ping held up the sharp blade in his hand, and Dafeng sneered coldly: "Ye Yang, your strength at the early stage of Tianchen is indeed surprising. No wonder people like you can seize the Qi Yanzhao land from Xiang Yu and Liu Bang. However, your legend has ended here today, because you cannot leave here alive, and everyone here, except for those two great beauties, will die."

Ye Yang looked calm and said calmly: "Today, there is only one person who will die here, and that is you, Dafeng."

"Pooh."

Dafeng laughed loudly, his eyes swept at the Haotian Sword in Ye Yang's hand. He couldn't help but feel a little shocked, and his arms were a little numb. It was the divine power in the Haotian Sword. At this moment, Dafeng had sensed that this sword was definitely extraordinary. As a middle-level god, he could not defeat a first-level god with a hard blow. There was only one reason. The sword in Ye Yang's hand must be a great magic weapon.

"What's your sword?" Dafeng asked,

Ye Yang smiled proudly: "Just killing your weapons, why do you need to ask for your name?"

The storm was furious and roared: "Bah, even if it is a magic weapon, so what, only those who hold weapons can decide everything. Ye Yang, it's a pity to keep such a good weapon in your hands. Haha, I will help you save it, and you don't need to be arrogant at all. The knife in my hand comes from heaven. It was made by the colorful stone left by Nuwa when she used the power of life to repair the energy of the Tianhe River. The Qing Emperor Fuxi cast it himself, named, Zhifeng, the name is not soft, and the energy of the weapon is not soft, hahaha, I also tell you that your head will be cut off by Zhifeng today."

...

As he spoke, the wind suddenly raised his arm, and thunder was faintly waving in the sky, countless violent winds gathered, and the wind's face became extremely ferocious, and he laughed: "This Linzi is your hard work, and the Fire God clan is the origin of your bloodline. Well, today I will sweep across Linzi with a strong wind, completely destroying the Fire God clan. The people of Linzi praised you Ye Yang Rende. Today, I will let you be buried with the people of Linzi, hahaha, accept the verdict of God, Feng Shen Feng."

For a moment, countless dark winds were raging in the air, constantly gathering, and in a blink of an eye, it condensed into nearly twenty tornadoes, and began to rage in the city. The market, the gates, countless things were swept into the sky. The whole city of Linzi was filled with ghosts and howlings. Countless people were panicked, and only hugged their relatives and cried together. It seemed that everyone thought it was a punishment from the gods. Linzi City could no longer escape this disaster.

Zhang Tianhe clenched his iron fist and said angrily: "The strong wind of heaven killing, are you crazy? Even if you want to kill us,... But the millions of people in Linzi City are innocent. How can you take your anger on the people? Stop quickly. How can you kill the beast like this..."

Ye Beichi stood there, looking at the sky blankly, tears flowing in his turbid eyes: "It's over, the great cause of the Fire God clan for thousands of years will eventually be destroyed in the hands of our generation."

Peng Yue'er looked at the sky, holding her pink fist in her hand, and she burst into tears without any strength.

...

When everyone was desperate, Ye Yang slowly landed on the ground, and his whole body was obviously even more dusty. Flames were flying around him. He slowly pulled out the Haotian Sword and shouted suddenly. A strong aura blew towards the four directions. The earth was cracking step by step, and cracks appeared in Linzi City, as if cracks were cracks from dead trees appeared in Linzi City.

"Calm."

The Haotian Sword pierced into the surface, and reached the lever. Ye Yang held the hilt of the sword, knelt on the ground with one knee, roaring, his handsome face was almost ferocious, and the blue veins swelled up, almost exposing his full strength to inject the fire god's true energy into the ground. And, after ascending to a god, Ye Yang's true energy was really divine power, the pure power of the fire god, and the well-deserved fire god,

...

Looking at Ye Yang's strange appearance, Zhang Tianhe was stunned: "Ziyu, what are you doing..."

Yan Yao opened her mouth: "Brother..."

...

Ye Yang did not respond, almost urging the fire god's true energy to the valley. The cloak behind him was blown up by the violent fire. Golden marks gradually floated on the earth. The next moment, Ye Yang's eyes were covered with golden colors and he shouted to the sky: "High wind, you cruel beast, don't want to hurt the lives of the people of Linzi. Come on, take me to suppress Longteng."

"open."

With the loud shout, the earth raised, and the dragon-squeezing energy condensed by the power of the hidden dragon technique broke out from the ground. Once the power of the earth dragon that had been sealed for a long time was lifted, it immediately rushed to the sky. For a moment, it seemed like a miracle. The people of Linzi City were stunned. In front of them, at least nearly a hundred divine dragons broke out from the ground and flew into the sky. The giant dragon swallowed and hovered around the tornado, which was a completely tough attack.

"Boom boom boom boom."

The continuous explosions echoed in the air for a long time. The originally dark sky was shining with colorful lights. The dragon shadows of different attributes had different lusters.

After five minutes of raging, the Feng Shenstorm condensed by the power of the Great Wind was completely resolved by Ye Yang's Zhenlongteng.

"Bang."

The battle boots pedaled on the ground, and Ye Yang suddenly jumped up, and the Haotian Sword rushed towards Dafeng with a force of soaring into the sky.

"Calm."

The fire light shot and slashed hard on the Haotian Sword. Ye Yang punched with the momentum. The Fire God Seal attacked Dafeng's shoulders heavily. His body was slightly unbalanced. His boots kicked Dafeng away, and he kicked Dafeng to the ground with a "bang".

"boom."

A giant deep pit appeared, and a group of soldiers under Dafeng were stunned: "How...how is it possible? Dafeng, King Qi, how could he be defeated?"

General Liu Fang, the general of Zhendong, held a broad blade and his eyes were blood red: "Damn Ye Yang, he really defeated the Dafeng of the middle god."

...

Ye Yang stood in the air without saying anything, holding his sword blade with his hands and suddenly fell like a meteor. He could sense that the breath of the strong wind did not weaken at all, and after he suppressed the dragon, his true energy intensity decreased by at least 20%. In fact, he was completely at a disadvantage.

Just as Ye Yang arrived in front of the deep pit, a spiral storm suddenly gathered. Dafeng laughed fiercely, raised his hands flat, and laughed: "Ye Yang, I have had enough fun, go to die."

"Pu Crack..."

The wind was as strong as a blade. In the blink of an eye, Ye Yang's arms and body were covered with scars, and even his handsome face was cut. Several red wounds made his firm eyes look extremely determined.

...

"kill."

Fighting against the raging storm, Ye Yang held the sword with both hands, closed his eyes, and shouted in a low voice: "Haotian Sword, be good, for... for those who are bullied, we cannot die or defeat."

"flood."

The flames suddenly burst out and suddenly pierced through the clamp of the strong wind. The Haotian Sword cracked the sky and attacked the opponent's blade. Ye Yang had already tried his best.

"bite."
Chapter completed!