For the Golden Phoenix Green Rainbow Pill, all the disciples of the Taisheng Branch were naturally envious.
However, no one came on the stage rashly because they all knew about Feng Yifei.
Ye Lingxing is next to Taishengxing. Feng Yifei, as the proud disciple of Zheng Lou, the elder of Ye Lingxing, has a very powerful talent and is simply beyond the reach of ordinary geniuses.
"Feng Yifei, I'll learn about your strength!"
At this time, a bald young man walked out from behind an elder of the Taisheng branch, with a rainbow of momentum.
This man was wearing a green robe, nine feet tall and strong, as if he was a foreigner.
The tall body gives people a strong sense of oppression.
"I know you, Cao Long!" Feng Yifei said with a smile at the bald young man, but his eyes were full of contempt.
He knew quite well about the genius in the Taisheng Branch. Among the same level, no one would be his opponent.
Taoist Tianhua and Elder Jin Wu had a lot of bald young man Cao Long nodded secretly. This son was a top-notch disciple among the eighth-grade high-level cultivation disciples in the Taisheng branch. He really had the ability to fight Feng Yifei.
"Let's take action!"
Cao Long came to Feng Yifei and stood there a thousand feet ahead. A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a huge battle knife that was ten feet long appeared, sparkling with golden light.
"Cao Long, I heard that your sword will cut through all kinds of methods, and there is no such thing as the same level to block your seven swords. I want to see if your sword is not true?" Feng Yifei did not take the lead and sneered a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.
He was full of confidence. This time, he must make great contributions to win Ye Lingxing a large source stone vein.
By then, his status in Ye Lingxing will rise significantly, and the rewards he receives will be even more unmeasurable.
"Then you take the knife!"
Cao Long didn't say anything nonsense, and raised the huge sword in his hand high.
In an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and in the void, there seemed to be countless sharp blades lying across the air, and countless traces were cut.
This is the law!
The law of a powerful sword is similar to the law of gold!
However, this is the space where the power of the formation evolves. The space intensity is the predecessor of the outside world and will not be broken.
"Open!" With a loud shout, Cao Long held the knife in both hands and slashed suddenly. In an instant, a golden sword shadow that was thousands of feet long slashed the world and slashed towards Feng Yifei.
This sword is extremely domineering, extremely powerful, and has a stunning sharp aura.
Seeing the power of Cao Long's move, many elders from Taisheng Branch nodded secretly, and even Taoist Tianhua and Jin Wushangren secretly praised them.
"good!"
Seeing this, Su Mo also secretly said in his heart that although this person's cultivation is of the eighth grade low level, the strength of this sword is comparable to that of the ninth grade low level, or even two points stronger.
This person's combat power is much stronger than the person he killed last time with the ice law.
However, Feng Yifei's master, Elder Zheng Lou, had a smile on his face and a light expression.
The person involved, Feng Yifei, was even more unhappy.
Seeing the powerful sword shadow, he was about to kill Feng Yifei, but Feng Yifei waved his sleeves, and the powerful sword shadow stopped immediately and could no longer move forward.
Then, Feng Yifei slapped his palm, and the powerful sword shadow immediately collapsed and disappeared.
“Huh?”
Seeing this, Su Mo was slightly surprised because the power of the law used by Feng Yifei was actually the solidification law.
This rule is exactly the same as the nine-grade high-level warrior who intercepted him last time.
However, Feng Yifei's law power is far less than the man who intercepted him last time, or it is obviously lower than that of the man who killed him.
"So strong?" Seeing this, Cao Long's eyes narrowed slightly and his heart became solemn.
The elders of the Taisheng branch such as Taoist Tianhua and Jin Wushangren not only looked dark, but Feng Yifei's strength was indeed not simple.
"Cao Long, let's do your best, otherwise you won't even be qualified to make me serious!" Feng Yifei said with a sneer.
"Check the remaining six knives of me!"
Cao Long took a deep breath, and the metallic source power in his body was boiling. He took action again, and the sword in his hand slashed violently. The sword energy spread across the sky, and the sword light shone in the sky, which was extremely powerful.
This time, Cao Long did not pause and used all the remaining six swords, one sword even more.
This is a sword technique he created himself. He only has seven moves and uses it continuously, and his power is getting stronger and stronger.
However, with Cao Long's crazy attack, Feng Yifei was calm and calm, and his powerful solidification law covered a space, making all attacks feel as if they were frozen.
Feng Yifei moved his hands together, his palm print flew, and while his breathing, he smashed all the attacks, making him look extremely chic.
"Cao Long, your seven swords have been released, but that's it!" Feng Yifei's old-fashioned expression remained unchanged, but the mockery at the corner of his mouth was obvious.
At this moment, all the elders of the Taisheng branch looked a little ugly. Feng Yifei's strength was obviously stronger than Cao Long.
Cao Long's momentum has been exhausted and he will almost lose.
"It's not easy for you to defeat me!" Cao Long shouted angrily, and shot another knife, attacking Feng Yifei crazy.
However, Cao Long's strength is ultimately a big gap with Feng Yifei, and it is impossible to win.
Feng Yifei no longer blindly resisted, but also took the initiative to attack. The powerful solidification law solidified everything, making Cao Long's attack and physical body in the quagmire.
Then, Feng Yifei made several palms in a row and easily defeated Cao Long.
"I wonder if anyone else is willing to fight in the Taisheng Branch?"
Feng Yifei, who won, was extremely imposing. Although his face was calm, the arrogance in his eyes was unparalleled.
He is confident that no one in the same ranks in the too-super branch is his opponent.
People from other branches will not challenge him because they all came to Taisheng Branch to discuss this time.
The elders of the Taisheng branch, looking at the arrogant Feng Yifei, were filled with the city. This person's strength was indeed an invincible existence at the same level, and he was worthy of being the disciple of Zheng Lou, the elder Ye Lingxingxi.
"I wonder if Ling Shang can beat him?" Su Mo secretly guessed in his heart that he had a low-level ninth-grade cultivation level and naturally could not play, but Ling Shang could.
However, although he had fused Ling Shang with the soul, the other party's talent was already very stunning, but I don't know what the power of the law is.
After all, at this level, if the power of the law is too weak, you can only win with absolute advantages in other aspects.
However, when thinking of Ling Shang having memories of her previous life, the power of the law must be extremely powerful.
Whoosh!
"Feng Yifei, I'll fight you!"
At this time, another genius from Taisheng Branch came on stage. This person was a thin young man in blue. As soon as he appeared, three kinds of powers of the soul flashed, and he was actually the monster of the soul of the soul of the soul of the life.
"You, no!"
Feng Yifei shook his head lightly, and then immediately took action. The solidification law enveloped a space, and the palm prints flew around, endlessly.
This thin young man seems to be a little stronger than Cao Long, but he is still no match for Feng Yifei.
After two battled for five breaths, they were clear about the victory or defeat. The thin young man was attacked and vomited blood and flew away.
"continue!"
Feng Yifei defeated the thin young man and looked around the audience, making his momentum even stronger.
He wants to defeat all the geniuses of the same level in the Taisheng branch, or to defeat the Taisheng branch, so that his reputation will shake Taisheng Star and can also win the large source stone vein for Ye Lingxing.
The defeat of two consecutive geniuses did not convince the disciples of Taisheng Branch. Next, three more people appeared in a row, but all of them were defeated.
"Haha, there are still people who are willing to fight in Taisheng Branch. If not, I, Ye Lingxing, will accept the large-scale top-grade source stone ore vein!" Feng Yifei smiled and asked loudly.
A group of geniuses who are too popular in the branch all have ugly expressions, but they are self-aware and cannot defeat Feng Yifei.
Moreover, Feng Yifei seems to have not done his best yet, and he doesn't know how strong his real combat power has reached.
"Taisheng Branch, there is really no decent disciple!"
Behind an elder of another branch, a handsome young man in a silver robe and a handsome face, sneered, which seemed extremely harsh at this moment.
"Zang Renjie, what do you mean?"
A cold shout suddenly sounded, and the person who made a sound was Qiu Yuanshan. He looked at the young man in silver clothes, with a cold look on his eyes.
"I said you are too prosperous and have no decent disciples. Qiuyuanshan, are you not convinced?" said the young man in silver shirt sneering. He knew Qiuyuanshan. After all, the stars in the surrounding branches were not far apart.
"Zang Renjie, I hope your tone and fame are the same as your strength, otherwise you will not doubt your life!" Qiu Yuanshan said loudly, with a surging fighting spirit in his eyes.
This Zang Renjie, who is as low-level as the ninth grade, is known as the strongest genius in the Qinghua branch in ten thousand years. Some people even boast that his combat power is invincible among the dozen nearby branches.
Therefore, Qiu Yuanshan was not convinced at all.
"Suspect life?"
Zang Renjie was stunned when he heard this, then a warm smile appeared on his face and said, "Very good, I just like to beat up arrogant people."
"alright!"
At this time, Taoist Tianhua scolded, then looked around the audience and asked loudly: "Which disciple is willing to challenge Feng Yifei?"
The whole audience was silent, and no one dared to fight because no one had the confidence.
Immediately, many elders from Taisheng Branch, including Taoist Tianhua, all looked at Ling Shang.
This newly recruited disciple of Jin Wushangren is also of the eighth-level high-level cultivation. I wonder what his strength is?
However, it is absolutely not easy to be accepted as a disciple by Jin Wushangren.
"Xuanqing, if you can defeat Feng Yifei, you will be rewarded!" Jin Wushang said in a deep voice. He was also looking forward to Ling Shang's move, wanting to see how Ling Shang's combat power is?
"yes!"
Ling Shang, wearing a blue velvet skirt, looked calm and nodded gently.
Originally, she didn't want to take action because she didn't want to show any popularity at all, she just wanted to practice quietly. However, today the master asked her to come and now she was allowed to play, so she naturally couldn't refuse.
Then, Ling Shang took a step forward and walked towards Feng Yifei.
"What a beautiful woman!"
Feng Yifei's eyes shining, looking at Ling Shang up and down, and the geniuses from other branches also stared at Ling Shang.
They had already noticed Ling Shang, standing behind Jin Wushangren, who was Jin Wushangren's disciple.
However, Lingshang has never been on the court, and they don’t know what their strength is.
"This junior sister, you are so beautiful and charming, but you have always been kind to the beauty. I am afraid that if you are not careful, you will hurt you!" Feng Yifei looked at Ling Shang, who was graceful and had a calm smile on his old-fashioned face.
Ling Shang came to the other party a thousand feet ahead and stood still, looking at the other party expressionlessly without opening her mouth.
"Let's do this. If you can catch my three moves, you will win!" Feng Yifei continued. The woman in front of him could not be hurt.
Of course, he will control his attack power based on the opponent's strength, and within three moves he can win.
"You are very annoying. If you can take my sword, you will win!" Ling Shang finally spoke, and a cold light flashed in her hand, and a sharp long sword appeared.
Chapter completed!