In other words, Zhang Kaifeng was also a top disciple of Tiandao Sect, one of the five major sects, and his reputation was many times more famous than Yu Wenting's.
Although in recent months Yu Wenting has passed the Stone Appraisal Conference, the Qi Dan Conference and the Martial Arts Conference and has completely entered the ranks of the top geniuses in Yunzhou, and can even be said to be better than Zhang Kaifeng.
However, such blatant contempt for Zhang Kaifeng was extremely unexpected.
"Hey, this Yu Wenting is quite crazy. I heard that he cast his golden body not long ago, but it seems that he didn't fight much on the battlefield. His merits are not high, so I don't know what his combat power is."
"I guess he has some trump cards. In short, this Yuwenting doesn't seem to be bragging."
Everyone was talking a lot, all looking towards Zhang Kaifeng in the field.
"Haha, you really don't care about the life and death of your sect disciples. Why don't you dare to come up to challenge?"
However, no one saw Zhang Kai's rage.
"Hmph, don't be so arrogant. I'll fight you!"
After Zhang Kaifeng finished speaking, he flew down from the seat of the White Sword Sect and saw a white figure.
This man stood still, with his white shirt flying and a sword hanging on his waist. He was only thirty years old, and his face was quite good, with a pair of eyes full of sinister looks.
This person flew down and immediately caused another round of discussion.
"It's the swordsman Wu Feihong! Although this guy is a disciple of the previous generation, he has also shined in martial arts competitions. Now, he is already at the peak of the early golden body!"
"That's right, although his talent is not as good as Zhang Kaifeng's, his combat power is by no means weak."
Everyone clapped their hands and talked, secretly saying that this sect meeting was finally interesting.
"Zhang Kaifeng, I, Wu Feihong, am enough to fight you!"
Wu Feihong took out the sword from his waist and said coldly.
"Haha, it's really good."
There was still an evil smile on Zhang Kaifeng's lips, and he slowly raised a pair of fallen blood halberds, pointing directly at Wu Feihong.
"However, if Yu Wenting doesn't come out, you're just here to die!"
Wu Feihong's face suddenly darkened, "You look down on me? Just come here, I'm just a platinum martial spirit, that's all!"
"Do you really think you can guard my blood halberd? Let me show you what a real thunder halberd is!"
After Zhang Kaifeng finished speaking, there was a wave of blood in his hand, and he threw it out.
*/‘;,do!-
In an instant, the two halberds turned into two roaring dragons, covered with bloody thunder, which shot towards Wu Feihong like arrows from the string.
Seeing the ferocity and speed of this martial arts, Wu Feihong also shrank his pupils and was slightly frightened, but still groaned. A nearly seventy-foot-long white-haired leopard rose up from behind, and then the sword blade rotated, forming a blade shield in front of him.
The martial soul and vitality energy were madly blessed, and the sword and shield glowed with white light, measuring dozens of feet in size.
"Bang!"
The blood dragon was so fast that it hit the sword and shield in an instant.
The sword and shield rotated crazily, like a meat grinder. Even though the blood dragon was powerful, it was still consumed by the sword and shield.
However, the first blood dragon was destroyed, and the second blood dragon swimming around plunged into the sword and shield again. This time, the sword and shield were directly shattered!
In an instant, the sword energy and the light of blood thunder exploded like fireworks.
"What!"
Wu Feihong looked at the shattered sword and shield in front of him and the buzzing earth sword in his hand, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
The pair of blood halberds that had been knocked away were actually much more powerful than ordinary weapons.
However, the moment he let out a low breath, he realized that Zhang Kaifeng was no longer on the opposite side!
"Haha, you are still passing, but that's it!"
"Gang Lei Ji, slash wildly!"
Suddenly, Zhang Kaifeng's sneer sounded from behind Wu Feihong. The latter suddenly turned around, only to find that Zhang Kaifeng had already held the blood halberd flying back in his hand, turning into a bloody thunder and lightning to kill him.
The speed was reaching its extreme, and the air exploded, showing how powerful the next offensive would be.
Almost as a subconscious reaction, Wu Feihong raised his energy and danced the weapon wildly in front of him.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
The continuous sound of gold and stone explosions was deafening.
All the warriors in the square were dumbfounded. At this moment, Zhang Kaifeng was wrapped in the light of Thunder Blood Wolf's platinum martial spirit, turning his blood halberd like a crazy demon, slashing at Wu Feihong!
Wu Feihong might be able to withstand a single kill, but Zhang Kaifeng's attacks continued continuously, as if he had endless power. After just a few attacks, Wu Feihong became exhausted.
"Oh, this is indeed not the previous Gang Thunder Halberd. This move is too powerful. I think that in the Golden Body Realm, very few warriors of the same generation can take it."
At the VIP table, Qin Tianya sighed softly.
"Like Ling Tian, they are both madmen on the battlefield." Mo Xiaoqi smiled, but in her eyes, there was a hint of admiration from a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.
Sure enough, after Mo Xiaoqi's words fell, the sound of the weapons striking in the square suddenly stopped, and then, the blood light disappeared.
Everyone was shocked.
Wu Feihong disappeared.
At this time, only a slightly panting Zhang Kaifeng was left on the square, holding two bloody halberds dripping with blood, standing there with his back to the direction of the White Sword Sect.
On the ground, there was a pool of blood.
That Wu Feihong actually died under Zhang Kaifeng's crazy killing move without a complete body!
And this was only a moment away from the start of the war.
Ziyun Sect, no, Ziqi Sect, won another victory!
At the seat of Baihua Valley, Su Ting glanced sideways at Ji Wuyan, who suddenly curled up her lips, and suddenly said: "Ah, senior sister, you are snickering again!"
"Who's laughing? You saw it wrong." Ji Wuyan's face was calm, her eyes were fixed on the center of the square.
"Tch, if you still don't admit it, you don't really like Zhang Kaifeng, right?" Su Ting rolled his eyes.
"Otherwise, like you, fall in love with Ling Tian and then suffer from lovesickness every day?" Ji Wuyan asked in return.
"Oh, senior sister, why are you getting involved with me and Ling Tian again?"
Su Ting's expression changed and he changed the topic, "However, Zhang Kaifeng is so fierce today. He killed several people. Isn't it too bloody?"
"Is it fierce? It's okay. I think he's still a little handsome." Ji Wuyan smiled openly this time.
In the center of the square, Zhang Kaifeng turned around, with blood stains on his handsome and fair face, and a pair of scarlet eyes, like wolf pupils, looking in the direction of the sword sect in white clothes in the distance.
"You are like a raccoon dog. The border battle is a battle of righteousness. For this reason, we, Yunzhou warriors, have suffered countless casualties! But you have joined the same trend and never participated in the war. In my eyes, Zhang Kaifeng, you all deserve to die!"