Millions of disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect were all speechless.
In terms of cultivation level, Luo Feng is not the strongest among the younger generation, but the strength of the eighth level of god transformation is enough to prove his power.
Who would have thought that in front of Yun Feiyang, Luo Feng was like a weak chicken, killed instantly with just one move!
Such a disparity in strength is too shocking!
On the arena.
Luo Feng fell to the ground slumped, dripping with blood.
Yun Feiyang stood tall and proud, with the same arrogant look on his face, as if he didn't care about anyone else.
The situations of the two men formed a sharp contrast.
"You dare to stand up and show your shame with such little ability. It seems that after ten thousand years, the Yunhai Immortal Sect has really declined!" Yun Feiyang shook his head, looking disappointed.
"shut up!"
Regardless of his injuries, Luo Feng shouted: "I am defeated, but this does not mean that the Yunhai Immortal Sect is not good! There are countless brothers in the sect who are stronger than me, and I cannot tolerate you being so arrogant here!"
"Oh?" Yun Fei raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and outlined a teasing smile. He looked at Luo Feng and said, "Since you admit that you are a waste, there is no point in continuing to practice!"
After saying this, Yun Feiyang flicked his fingers slightly, and a burst of energy shot out like a sharp arrow, hitting Luo Feng.
"not good!"
In an instant, Luo Feng sensed a strong ominous premonition and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but his life gate was hit, completely losing his fighting power and unable to resist.
"Pfft!"
The next moment, the air arrow penetrated into Luo Feng's lower abdomen and pierced his Dantian. The originally condensed inner energy instantly began to dissipate into heaven and earth, turning into nothing.
Luo Feng's face was ashen, his eyes were dim, revealing a sense of sadness, and his body was trembling involuntarily.
Dantian was abolished!
From now on, he will be no different than a useless person!
Seeing this scene, all the monks from the Yunhai Immortal Sect in the venue exploded. The crowd was excited and filled with righteous indignation.
"What a cruel method!"
"Yun, you actually destroyed Senior Brother Luo's Dantian, you are seeking death!"
"Do you really not take our Yunhai Immortal Sect seriously?"
"Just wait, I will make you pay with blood today!"
In the face of a series of angry scoldings, Yun Feiyang remained calm, as if he had turned a deaf ear to them. He looked down at Yun Feiyang and said: "Since you are on this stage of life and death, you are destined to live and die. Don't even think about destroying you, even if I kill you."
You are also in compliance with the rules!"
Yun Feiyang's voice was biting and murderous.
"Feng'er!"
Suddenly, an old man in gray robes shouted loudly from the audience, rushed onto the stage, and quickly took out a few elixirs to heal Luo Feng's injuries. It was Luo Feng's master, Elder Dong.
"Master, my disciple has embarrassed you!" Luo Feng looked guilty.
"Feng'er, don't worry! Not to mention that the Dantian is destroyed, even if the body is damaged, there is still a way to repair it! I will definitely find the treasures of heaven and earth for you to make you recover!" Elder Dong said solemnly.
In a sect like Yunhai Xianmen, the relationship between master and disciple is even closer than the relationship between father and son.
Especially for a true disciple like Luo Feng, Elder Dong had devoted countless efforts to him. Seeing that he was seriously injured, he was naturally heartbroken.
Suddenly, Yun Feiyang looked at the two of them and said coldly: "Okay, I'm not interested in watching the master-disciple relationship. You two, don't get in the way here. I have to accept a new challenge!"
"you!!!"
Elder Dong was furious and his hair and beard were flaring, as if he would take action regardless of his seniority at the next moment, but in the end he suppressed his anger and left the ring with Luo Feng.
…
"Next!"
Yun Feiyang said loudly, his eyes as sharp as a sword scanning the whole place.
The disciples who were swept by him all felt so shaken that they did not dare to look at him and quickly lowered their heads.
The vast majority of people present had not witnessed with their own eyes the scene where Yun Fei held up the world in his sleeves and accepted the Sky-Splitting Sword Qi.
They just knew that the descendants of the Taishang Sect came to cause trouble, but they didn't know how powerful Yun Feiyang was!
And now, Yun Feiyang defeated Luo Feng with one move. Such strength definitely ranks among the top ten among the Yunhai Immortal Sect.
What's more important is that he seems to have not used all his strength yet and still has many hidden cards.
"I'll meet you!"
Soon, another person stepped onto the ring, his face turned black, and there was a decaying corpse air between his eyebrows. He looked more like a corpse than a human being.
Seeing this man, many people in the audience showed fearful expressions and shuddered subconsciously.
"Hiss...it's actually Senior Brother Yang Qi!"
"It is said that Senior Brother Yang Qi practices the "Grand Tomb Divine Art". By gathering the 'burial' meaning of the tomb, he can turn all living beings in the world into death with a snap of his fingers. It is extremely weird! Anyone who is attacked will be turned into stone and instantly turn into stone.
For the tomb, even three souls and seven souls will be buried, and there is no way to escape!"
"This technique is too weird and harmful to the world. No one has successfully practiced it in hundreds of years before. Unexpectedly, it perfectly matches the attributes of Senior Brother Yang! I heard that he has cultivated this technique to the eighth level.
It is only one step away from the highest realm of 'immortal burial'!"
"Even Daozi Han Xiao said that Senior Brother Yang Qi may not be the highest, but he is the most difficult to deal with!"
"Haha... wasn't that Yun Feiyang very arrogant just now? Now let him see how powerful Senior Brother Yang is!"
…
After getting on the ring, Yang Qi didn't say any nonsense, and immediately activated the "Grand Tomb Divine Art". The internal energy in his body continued to vibrate, turning into a decaying and gloomy tomb aura, flying towards the clouds and shrouding it from all directions.
Seeing this, Yun Feiyang still stood proudly, motionless, and commented emotionally: "This magical power is quite good. If you practice to the realm of 'Burying Immortals', you may still pose a slight threat to me, but it's a pity... now
It’s not even hot yet!”
After saying this, Yun Feiyang instantly stretched out his right hand, his five fingers turned into claws, and he grabbed it fiercely, as if he had the power to split the yin and yang and control the sky.
"Stab it!"
With a harsh sound, the tomb aura billowing away was unexpectedly picked up by Yun Feiyang with his bare hands.
Looking closely, the tomb aura kept rolling and struggling in his hands, but it was like a bird in a cage, unable to break free no matter what.
"How can this be?!"
Yang Qi's face changed drastically, with an expression of disbelief, and his heart was filled with huge waves, and he was horrified.
All his cultivation throughout his life was based on this tomb aura, which contained extremely terrifying destructive power. Even the Tribulation Immortal would not dare to touch it with his physical body.
He never expected that Yun Feiyang would have such ability.
"Back to you!"
Yun Feiyang suddenly made a throwing motion, as if he had squeezed the tomb aura into a ball and hit Yang Qi hard.
Yang Qi did not dodge, after all, this tomb aura was created by him personally, and there was no distinction between them.
"boom!"
The next moment, the seemingly invisible tomb energy hit Yang Qi's body, but it made a loud noise.
As if he was hit by a cannonball, he flew hundreds of meters backwards, out of the ring, and fell heavily to the ground.
Looking closely, a huge hole appeared in his right chest, which was completely penetrated and red blood gushes out like a fountain.
"You... are insidious and cunning!"
Yang Qi stared at Yun Feiyang on the ring, feeling angry and in pain.
It wasn't until this moment that he knew he had fallen into a trap.
The tomb aura that Yun Feiyang threw at him just now contained a domineering inner energy that was extremely destructive and penetrating, causing a fatal blow to him.
But he was too careless and didn't realize the danger at all. He was knocked off the stage after just one confrontation, which was no better than Luo Feng before.
At the same time, other disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect who were watching also noticed something fishy, pointing at Yun Feiyang and yelling:
"Shameless! So shameless!"
"You bastard, you used such despicable means to seriously injure Senior Brother Yang!"
"Do you, the Supreme Sect, only use such despicable methods?"
…
"snort!"
Yun Feiyang sneered, held his chin high, and said in a loud voice, "Water is impermanent, and soldiers never tire of deceit! I live in the ruins, and face countless dangers every day, living on the knife's edge."
, definitely not what you flowers in the greenhouse can imagine!”
Being scolded as a "flower in the greenhouse", many disciples present were furious. Those who can enter the Yunhai Immortal Sect are by no means incompetent.
But then they thought about it, Yun Feiyang came from the ruins, and the battles he had experienced were definitely not comparable to those of outside monks.
At this time, Yun Feiyang spoke again: "In the ruins, there is only one criterion - to survive! In order to survive, no matter what means are used, the winner will be defeated, and history will always be written by the winner! I
If you didn’t see the method I just used, then even if I kill you, it won’t be unfair!”
After hearing these words, Yang Qi's face turned blue and white, but in the end he said nothing and silently walked off the stage.
For a time, the atmosphere in the venue became extremely depressed and solemn.
If Luo Feng was killed instantly before, it can be explained as a coincidence.
So now Yang Qi's defeat has made everyone truly realize how powerful Yun Feiyang is!
This chief disciple from Taishang Sect is not only arrogant, but also has the capital to be crazy!
Even if the remaining true disciples present take the stage, they may not be able to save themselves and will be seriously injured. In this case, no one would dare to go and seek death.
After waiting for several minutes, no one came on stage to challenge.
The corners of Yun Feiyang's mouth raised slightly, outlining a disdainful smile, and said coldly: "What? Are you giving up like this? I had originally planned to fight for three days and three nights, but who knew that the disciples of Yunhai Xianmen were not only weak in strength?
, they are still a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"
This sarcasm was merciless, extremely arrogant, and extremely arrogant, as if it slapped everyone hard in the face.
Countless people blushed, felt ashamed and angry, and clenched their fists, but they still did not go on stage.
Faced with a huge disparity in strength, there is no point in being impulsive. If a disciple with insufficient strength takes the stage to challenge, not only will it fail to save the sect's face, but it will make it even more embarrassing.
…
"Damn, it's so frustrating! If Mr. Ye were here, he would never let this guy be so arrogant. He would have torn off his head and kicked it like a ball!"
In the crowd, Dugu Xin cursed.
Lin Tatian next to him nodded in agreement.
During this period, although there was no help from Ye Fan, the strength of the two of them also improved by leaps and bounds, and they broke through to the second-level cultivation of the God Transformation. Although they were not very conspicuous in the sect, their starting point was too low after all.
The progress has been extremely exaggerated.
"Hey... I wonder where Mr. Ye is now. If he comes back, where will this clown get his turn?" Dugu Xin waved his fist fiercely.
"It doesn't matter! Although Mr. Ye and Daozi Han Xiao are not here, the crouching tiger, hidden dragon in the sect, and the reputation of the Yunhai Immortal Sect for thousands of years will never be trampled on like this!" Lin Tatian said solemnly.
"Qiang!"
At this moment, a sword sound sounded from deep within the sect, shaking the heaven and the earth, rolling in.
Some disciples only felt their eardrums vibrating and involuntarily covered their ears. If their physiques were not stronger than ordinary people, the sound of the sword chant alone would be enough to knock them out.
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, everyone saw a golden rainbow light piercing the sky, as fast as lightning and extremely brilliant, flying towards here like an angry dragon.
The sword energy surged, cutting through the sky and shattering the clouds.
The sword intention contained in it is as majestic as the mighty power of heaven, which is shocking.
Even from a great distance, one can feel the sharpness in it, as if it can pierce the blue sky and disrupt the vitality of the heaven and earth within a radius of ten thousand meters.
Immediately afterwards, a young voice cut through the sky and resounded throughout the audience: