"It seems that the reason why the Feng family is so arrogant and domineering is because of the head of the quasi-king class. I said why Chen Anzhi took care of the Feng family so much? I think it should be because he coveted the inheritance of the quasi-king of their family. If I was not wrong, he had already obtained it. No wonder... But Feng Yue's sword technique seems to be incomplete and lacks."

Ye Ping was able to consider many things in an instant just by taking a look at Feng Yue's sword technique.

Even Chen Anzhi guessed the quasi-king inheritance that he might have obtained, which was indeed a bit scary.

The reason why Feng Yue is so confident is probably because he knows the relationship between Chen Anzhi and his family, so he is so domineering.

If Chen Anzhi personally used this Fenglei Sword Technique, Ye Ping might be afraid. But at this time the enemy in front of him was just Feng Yue from the sixth grade mid-level realm, and he did not really take him seriously. His fists were like two balls of scorching sun, and in an instant they became the most dazzling existence in the garden, as if they really grabbed the two suns in their hands.

Feeling the terrifying pressure of the Sun Yat Fist, Feng Yue's face changed drastically, and the long sword was blasted out, not daring to have any reservations.

Just as everyone was gaze at the surprised eyes, his long sword finally hit the fist with Ye Ping.

Feng Yue was not bombarded in the first round like Leng Tianming, but was barely stalemate with Ye Ping.

His back had been soaked in cold sweat, feeling the great pressure from Ye Ping. His blood was surging wildly and he was almost blurting out. In just a short time, his long sword had hit Ye Ping's fist no less than ten times.

At first, I could barely compete, but gradually I felt that I was unable to do it and even wanted to retreat.

The Feng family has been arrogant and domineering in the northwest for too long, and I don’t know how long it has been since they competed with others. So although Feng Yue’s cultivation level is very high, in fact, he has very little combat experience. Compared with Ye Ping in this regard, it is undoubtedly pale. Ye Ping’s rich combat experience is completely crushing Feng Yue.

Ye Ping not only blindly outputs powerful energy to Feng Yue, but also rationally uses qi, blood and spiritual energy.

Only by fighting and recovering can we ensure that under powerful explosive power, we can fight longer and longer.

But Feng Yue is not the case. Although he is also in the middle level of the sixth grade, he will not show his defeat so quickly. But he only knows that he will concentrate all his spiritual energy on the long sword, and only wants to kill Ye Ping in the shortest time, intending to eliminate it quickly. However, Ye Ping's spiritual energy seemed to be inexhaustible and ineffective, he launched a full-scale attack on him.

Suddenly, Feng Yue's heart trembled, and his spiritual energy stopped for a moment, and did not pass from the qi and blood to the long sword in time.

It was just this moment when he lost his mind that he knew that he might be in trouble.

Ye Ping did not miss this opportunity. His long fist seemed to have traveled through countless time and space and suddenly arrived.

He shook Feng Yue's long sword directly, and then he stood in and advanced. Another fierce Sun Fist suddenly hit Feng Yue's chest. He only heard a loud bang, and the latter flew backwards and hit the ground hard. If Ye Ping hadn't been some merciful, Feng Yue would have died directly on the spot, without any chance.

After a battle, Ye Ping did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it, but stopped and looked at the defeated general in front of him indifferently.

Everyone's faces were extremely complicated. Although some people thought that Feng Yue would lose, they did not expect that they would lose so badly.

The powerful battle Ye Ping showed was really too shocking. Those pair of iron fists seemed to be the sun in the sky, emitting scorching and terrifying energy. They couldn't help but ask themselves, facing the powerful spiritual pressure comparable to the master, how long could they last if they came to fight? Will it be even worse than Feng Yue?

The answer is yes. With the Fenglei Sword Technique, which is comparable to the quasi-king-level inheritance, he can compete with Ye Ping for a moment.

If it were other ordinary people, the ending would probably be almost the same as Leng Tianming, and they would not even be able to take a single move.

Su Muyan wanted to speak but stopped. Just as she was about to walk forward and say something, Lan Xin quietly pulled her over, shook her head slightly, and signaled her not to say anything, "They have not decided the winner yet, don't worry, wait a moment. But after today's affairs, we must stand on Ye Ping's side. The Feng family... are afraid something will happen."

Although Lan Xin looks harmless, she often follows Su Muyan's close friend.

However, when viewing many things, they have a very keen sense of smell and can always give good suggestions to Su Muyan.

Although the latter was a little worried, he nodded, knowing that he had encountered such a thing, not to mention that it happened in the Su Mansion. It is basically impossible to maintain neutrality. Only by expressing one's attitude at critical moments can one truly protect the entire family.

Fortunately, they have always supported the Northwest Governor Fang Miu, and even if they support Ye Ping and the others, there seems to be no sense of incongruity.

Lan Xin looked at Ye Ping with great interest, her cheeks flushed, which made her look very charming.

Fortunately, the weather is cold and others will not think too much when they see it. They just think it is caused by the wind and snow.

Just as everyone was considering the pros and cons of this incident, Feng Yue slowly struggled to stand up. With Ye Ping deliberately letting go, he did not lose consciousness. Although his body was severely damaged, he did not completely lose his combat power. He glared at Ye Ping viciously, and didn't even bother wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth, which made his appearance even more terrifying.

"Ye Ping, I have to admit that you do have certain strength. But don't be too complacent. In my eyes, you are nothing... I have a trump card about our Feng family, and I might as well tell you that this is enough to kill you. Even if the emperor pleads for you today, it is impossible. You must die!"

Speaking of the latter, Feng Yue's voice gradually became a little hysterical and crazy, with his eyes extremely bloody.

He closed his eyes slightly and silently used the Feng family's method of transporting blood and blood, and the spiritual energy on his body began to recover continuously.

He formed a strange seal with his hands, then he made a long fist starting position, and looked at Ye Ping coldly.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, what's the point of being a little trick?"
Chapter completed!