The Great Elder made a bet on behalf of his son, and in his opinion, this guy did not use the Soul Refining Bell, at best, he was nothing more than the late stage of the Spirit King. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

What's so scary about this?

When the elder made this bet, the competition suddenly exploded, and no one would have thought that a challenge would turn into a battle for the position of the elder!

Concubine Helan was also stunned.

This bet is big, if Yun Feiyang wins, he can take the position of the Great Elder, then the other elders have nothing to fear.

She secretly said in her heart: "Little guy, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, you must win!"

The Great Elder agreed, Yun Feiyang was also a little surprised, he also said it casually, without thinking, the other party agreed.

Good, good!

He said secretly: "As long as this old guy is ousted from power, I will be the great elder, and the other elders will not be easy to play to death!"

"Everyone!"

Yun Feiyang said loudly: "I have made a bet agreement with Helan Qi, and you are all witnesses. ”

Many aristocrats sneered.

What this guy said, is it because he is afraid that the Great Elder will regret it, or has he already decided that he can win?

"We all heard it!" shouted one of the civilians, as did others.

Civilians support Yun Feiyang, if he takes the position of Great Elder, it will definitely be a great thing!

"Don't worry. ”

The Great Elder said coldly, "As long as you can win against my son, Elder Ben will not break his word." ”

"Come on. ”

Yun Feiyang clenched his fists.

An eerie demonic aura appeared around Helan Qi, his eyes were cold, and he said, "Boy, you don't even have the opportunity to clean the toilet." ”

Between the words, there is murderous intent.

Apparently.

Helan Qi wants to kill Yun Feiyang on the competition platform.

"Brother Qi, I'm angry. ”

"Hahaha, the sacrifice must be unlucky. ”

The noble descendants were excited, they knew that once Helan Qi was angry, he would be a cruel demon spirit beast.

Concubine Helan's beautiful eyes flashed with worry.

She was afraid that Yun Feiyang was not Helan Qi's opponent, and if there were three longs and two shorts, her plan would fall through.

Gratuitous.

Concubine Helan became nervous.

But.

What made her collapse was that Yun Feiyang raised his finger and said, "Boy, you are not worth mentioning in front of me." ”

This arrogance and arrogance made everyone speechless.

"Really?"

Helan Qi smiled coldly, stopped speaking, the muscles on his arms suddenly increased, and his momentum instantly increased a lot.

"Muscle Demonization!"

The aristocrats exclaimed.

This is one of Helan Qi's magic skills, the quality has reached six grades, after casting, it can improve the strength of both arms, which is an amplification type magic skill.

"Huh?"

Yun Feiyang's expression became solemn.

He had already judged that this guy's current momentum was at least two or three percent higher than just now.

Really.

can fight instead of the Helan tribe, this guy has the capital of Niubi.

Merely.

This kind of improvement is really too good, today I will let you see, what is an amplification skill!

"Whew-"

Suddenly, Yun Feiyang's body erupted with a cold momentum, and his hair turned from black to silver-white.

This guy performed the Forbidden Blood Sacrifice.

This forbidden technique, from the blood clan, is to burn blood to improve strength, whether it is a demon or a martial art.

Yun Feiyang's black hair instantly turned silver white, fluttering in the wind, looking extremely heroic and extraordinary.

When Concubine Helan and the others saw this, they were stunned.

"What kind of magic is this?"

"Why, never seen before?"

Many aristocratic descendants discussed.

When Yun Feiyang heard this, he pointed at Helan Qi and said coldly: "This technique is created by my master for thousands of years of retreat, and it is the first time that it has been used externally, you should feel honored." ”

While this guy pretended to compare, he didn't forget to brag about it.

Really.

Concubine Helan and the Great Elder and the others, their expressions suddenly became solemn, no wonder they hadn't seen it, it turned out to be created by Lord Asura.

Helan Qi became solemn.

Yun Feiyang's momentum exploded, obviously stronger than himself.

Damn it.

This guy even has such skills!

"Brush!"

At this moment, Yun Feiyang appeared in front of Helan Qi on the 'ghost step', and due to the sudden increase in cultivation, the speed was also much faster than before.

"Boy. ”

Yun Feiyang raised his hand and said coldly: "I said, you are not worth mentioning in front of me!"

"Boom!"

A loud bang rang out in the arena.

When everyone looked at it, they saw that Helan Qi was hit, and he immediately retreated more than ten steps before he stabilized his body, and his face was a little hideous.

Concubine Helan was overjoyed.

Because, only she caught Yun Feiyang's movements, and instantly judged that the palm just now contained at least two thousand weights of strength!

Other words.

Now Yun Feiyang, using the Blood Sacrifice Forbidden Technique, with the realm of the late stage of the Spirit King, its strength is already comparable to the Martial Emperor of the Ten Thousand Continents!

It has only been more than half a year since he entered the land of trials, and he has grown from the first contact with the Demon Dao to the level of comparable to the Martial Emperor, which is a very demonic growth.

Of course.

It is only relying on the forbidden blood sacrifice, without the blessing of this forbidden technique, with the cultivation of the late stage of the Yunfeiyang Spirit King, it is difficult to reach the strength of the Martial Emperor.

"Damn!"

Helan Qi covered his left shoulder, his eyes showing a fierce light.

With his current realm, if he uses enhanced skills, his combat power will only be 1,800 heavy!

Two thousand against one thousand eight.

It's just two hundred.

But for a former god-level powerhouse like Yun Feiyang, it was definitely an absolute suppression.

"Boom!"

This guy struck again, and relied on his magical footwork, appeared in front of Helan Qi, and knocked him out again.

"Boom!"

Follow up again, two more punches.

In the face of such a fast speed, Helan Qi was absolutely passive, and the previous arrogance was gone.

"Brother Qi, has the wind fallen?"

"The strength of the sacrifice is obviously a little stronger. ”

The nobles couldn't see Yun Feiyang's move, but they also judged the advantages and disadvantages based on the momentum of the two.

The Great Elder was a little unable to sit still.

He always thought that his son could solve this guy.

I never thought that at the beginning of the game, I would fall into an absolute disadvantage, and if I lost, I was afraid that my position as an elder would not be guaranteed.

The other elders also became nervous.

The position of the Great Elder is very important, and it will be very troublesome if it is mastered by that guy because of a challenge.

They are worried.

Concubine Helan was happy.

Yun Feiyang's strength is beyond her imagination.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Helan Qi roared angrily, his fists waved angrily, turning into a cloud of fist shadows, and blasted towards Yun Feiyang.

Mistaken Fist!

It's another magic skill comparable to the Spirit Emperor!

The Great Elders and nobles were looking forward to Helan Qi reversing the passive situation with two six-rank magic skills.

However.

The next second, what made them collapse was.

Yun Feiyang not only dissolves the fist shadow with ease, but the process is simply not too easy!

The aristocracy collapsed.

This sacrifice turned out to be so strong, it was like a cat playing with mice!

With Yun Feiyang's current realm and strength, it may be difficult to challenge the royal level, and in the face of any king-level realm, he is absolutely invincible!

Helan Qi was about to collapse.

He has realized that he and this guy are not at the same level at all!

"Brush!"

At this moment, Yun Feiyang suddenly stretched out his left hand, bypassed Helan Qi's fist, clasped it around his neck, and said coldly: "Trash." ”