Endless flame energy penetrated into the Lingxi sword, and suddenly, this extraordinary divine weapon surged out a terrifying light. The sword edge buzzed, and words floated around the sword body. The power contained in the sword continued to emerge, with a captivating momentum. It was indeed worthy of being a weapon produced by the magic craftsman Ou Yezi.

Suddenly, Peng Yue held the magic weapon in his hand, looked arrogant and couldn't help laughing: "Ye Yang, your death date has come, and no one in the world can stop me from taking your life."

Ye Yang chuckled and stood tall in the air, with a blue cloak behind him roaring, his whole body was filled with momentum, but it was impossible to see through his depth,

However, the heroes from all over the world watching were shocked,

"Oh my God, then Peng Yue is so bold that he actually robbed Lingxi Sword. Is he underestimating the absence of Yan State?"

"Yes, no one in Yan State can stop it-Peng Yue..."

"Ye Yang is over. Peng Yue, holding the Lingxi Sword, can anyone in this world resist him? Ye Yang is a Fire God Warrior, and Peng Yue is also a Fire God Warrior, and he is not inferior at all..."

...

Faced with Peng Yue's aggressiveness, Ye Yang smiled even more. He landed on the ground, stood quietly in front of Peng Cheng, glanced at him and said, "Peng Cheng, you killed Cao Ying, the uncle Cao Ying in the Qingyun Mountains to blame me, and hurt my second uncle Ye Beichi, and took over Peng Yue'er, and turned the Fire God clan upside down. These are all facts."

Peng Cheng straightened his body, slowly moved his arms, and took off the clamp of the attack of gathering the spirit. He shouted fiercely: "Stop talking nonsense, don't use gathering if you have the will. Take my move. Do you have the courage?"

Ye Yang nodded: "Come on, but I must tell you that once I have the chance, I will kill you without hesitation."

"Hey."

Peng Cheng's face suddenly became ferocious, and he laughed loudly: "Come on your life, I am the leader of the Fire God Clan, Peng Yue'er is my woman, and I am destined to be gentle and happy under me. Ye Yang, you can't change anything."

As he said that, dark green energy lingered around the sword. Peng Cheng suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared behind Ye Yang. The sword thrust straight into Ye Yang's back with the evil energy. At the same time, dark red wind blade energy rose from the ground to quietly clamp Ye Yang's feet. Obviously, this was a blow that Peng Cheng had deliberately tried. He knew that he was not Ye Yang's opponent, and could only rely on a blow that he had calculated all the mechanisms to kill Ye Yang.

Suddenly, Ye Yang turned around, stretched out his left hand as fast as lightning and snatched it into the air. His five fingers firmly grabbed Peng Cheng's sword hilt like iron pliers. His eyes were full of anger, and he shouted in a low voice: "I'll send you down to see Peng Feng today."

"Calm."

With the force, Ye Yang's five fingers actually broke Peng Cheng's sword edge. The next moment, Ye Yang's right hand suddenly penetrated Peng Cheng's chest.

"Puff."

Blood splattered. As a starry sky strongman, Peng Cheng opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of despair and astonishment. He looked down and found that Ye Yang's hand pierced his chest. Blood gushed wildly. His starry sky armor seemed extremely fragile and could not bear Ye Yang's powerful attack.

"Go and atone for your sins with peace of mind."

Ye Yang raised his combat boots and kicked Peng Cheng hard in the chest. Peng Cheng suddenly held half of the iron sword, covered his chest, and stepped back with a "click" sound. His eyes were covered with blood. His feet stepped on the edge of the platform. He finally fell to the ground and rolled down the steps. He had already died before halfway.

Finally, a great traitor in the Fire God clan, the former heroic national warrior, and the pride of the Fire God clan, died in a foreign land.

...

Ye Yang killed his younger brother in front of Peng Yue, which was like slapping Peng Yue hard on the face. He raised his head, looked at Peng Yue in the air, and said lightly: "Come on, the time for the victory and defeat has come. Even if you have the Lingxi Sword, I will not be afraid of you."

"The boy who is killed in heaven." Peng Yue's eyes were full of anger, and he shouted: "Peng Cheng is my only relative. You dare to kill Peng Cheng. I, Peng Yue, swore that I will kill you today, and wipe out the Ye family of the Fire God clan, and then marched into Linzi County and massacred the city for three days."

Ye Yang's mouth slightly raised: "Beast, it's a sin for one person, why do you need to massacre the city? If you have hatred, come to me."

"drink."

Peng Yue shouted loudly and came with a shocking force. The sword blade of Lingxi Sword roared out a long flaming sword light, slashing straight at Ye Yang on the stage.

“Good come.”

Ye Yang slid back, pulled out the formation, stood tall on the stone slab, with a cloak flying behind him, and he looked at the sky with fearlessness, and cyclones flew up. He actually wanted to use the starry sky armor to block the opponent's whistling attack.

"boom."

The huge stones on the platform were split into pieces, and the rocks flew up. The entire platform was almost divided into two. Peng Yue held the Lingxi Sword with his full strength and was so domineering that he actually cut down the forbidden formation around the martial arts platform. The sword energy flames scattered hundreds of meters, causing several noble children on the side of the platform to be burned and killed. Screams one after another.

"Is this... this the power that humans have?"

The King of Yan was moved and stood up. Situ Wenruo, who was beside him, said: "Be careful, Mr. Peng Yue has lost his mind, I will summon the guards."

"Go quickly."

...

The dust settled, and Peng Yue's fierce attack was extremely powerful, but Ye Yang was still standing in the air, his battle robe was torn and tragically, and the battle armor was stained with traces of burning flames. Moreover, there was a color hanging on Ye Yang's shoulder, and a bloody mouth about ten centimeters long appeared, and blood surged wildly. It was the scar left by the frontal blow of the Lingxi Sword.

"Hey, I thought you were so great. It turned out that it was just a flesh and blood body." Peng Yue licked his lips, his eyes full of murderous intent: "The next blow will definitely kill you."

Ye Yang shrugged slightly, showing a flat smile: "Whatever you want, just be happy."

However, the wound on Ye Yang's shoulder healed quickly. This is the ability of the third-level starry sky powerhouse. As long as it is not a fatal injury that breaks the soul, it will not die immediately.

Peng Yue gritted his teeth, waved his sword, and instantly burst out seven or eight sword energy roared towards his opponent.

Ye Yang danced his arm, and the power of the starry sky condensed between his palms. He slapped the opponent's sword moves away, and he was extremely calm. However, blood marks appeared on his palms. Peng Yue's power was really domineering and powerful. After the attacking sword energy was strengthened by the Lingxi Sword, he actually had a special ability to break the starry sky armor. This was also what Ye Yang was quite surprised. Ou Yezi was a magic craftsman, and the second-grade magic weapon he created was indeed extraordinary.

...

“Gagaha…”

Peng Yue looked around the martial arts competition platform, his eyes were full of anger. After seven or eight sword energy flew away, he failed to kill Ye Yang, but turned the audience into a purgatory scene. The cutting of the stands was everywhere. The two starry sky-level powerful men were so shocking that the remaining power of the sword energy had killed at least a hundred people.

So much so that the audience was in a mess at this time, with a strong smell of blood, and howling and crying were connected.

However, Peng Yue did not show any inappropriate expression. It seemed that these people died under the sword as affirmed him, and it was the glory of these people. He acted very calmly.

On the contrary, Ye Yang was already furious. Looking at the wailings in the audience, Ye Yang almost bit his steel teeth, because he knew that the third-level starry sky strongman had a very strong ability to control his power. If he wanted, there would never be any accidental injury. Peng Yue in front of him obviously did not want to protect the safety of civilians at all. He was bloodthirsty and only had himself and his opponent in his heart.

He slowly raised his arm, and with a "pop", Ye Yang held the sword edge of the Qinghun Sword with his powerful right palm. The earth god weapon wrapped in black cloth and scabbard was about to appear in front of everyone.

"Calm."

The bright light was shining, and the moment the Green Soul Sword was unsheathed, the sky and the earth changed color, and the blue light suddenly appeared in the venue, as if the stars came down to earth,

Peng Yue laughed: "You are finally willing to draw your sword."

In the audience, Zhang Tianhe was shocked: "Oh, Ziyu is angry, this... Peng Yue may not be able to save his life. Once this Wei general is killed, will the King of Wei use troops to Qi in anger?"

Zhang Fei shouted in a low voice: "If you use troops, you will use troops. It's amazing."

...

On the stage, Ye Yang raised the Green Soul Sword, feeling an extremely powerful force penetrated into his body, as if he could sense Qin Fang's extremely powerful aura covering his body. For a moment, he felt like Qin Fang was fighting side by side with him, and that warm feeling was circling in his heart.

"Grandpa Qin Fang, I will not let you down, nor will I let you sacrifice in vain."

Ye Yang said in secret, suddenly stepping on a piece of gravel, and his whole person rushed towards Peng Yue. The Qinghun Sword had an extremely domineering blow and attacked the opponent head-on, while Peng Yue came to kill him head-on. The Lingxi Sword was sharp and he faced the Qinghun Sword head-on.

"Calm."

Amid the deafening sound, Peng Yue was shocked and rolled back in the air, while Ye Yang suddenly disappeared, and appeared directly above the next moment. The Green Soul Sword in his hand was floating with the attacking sword move of the Purgatory Fire Blade. Taishan slammed at Peng Yue with a thrust force and shouted: "Go to die, beast."

Unpredictable, Peng Yue barely raised the Lingxi sword and crossed his chest, and could only use this peerless magic weapon to resist Ye Yang's attack.

"Bang."

With the powerful bombardment, Peng Yue's body fell to the ground like a cannonball, smashing countless stone slabs, sinking deep into the ground, and energy storms formed a basin of dozens of meters. Peng Yue was only injured and died. His eyes were staring at the Lingxi Sword. Suddenly, he shouted in horror: "Ah, how... how is it possible."

The Lingxi Sword was trembling slightly, and two very clear incomplete defects appeared on the sword edge. After two hard-hitting, there was no advantage at all. Even when the opponent's Qinghun Sword was intact, the Lingxi Sword's sword edge was shattered. Peng Yue was shocked and could not imagine what kind of magical object the indigo blue sword in Ye Yang's hand was.

"Go to die."

In the air, Ye Yang strongly slammed the third strike. The Green Soul Sword was chanting with the sound of the sword soaring into the sky. Three dragon scale storms formed instantly. It was the killing move of the Hidden Dragon Art.

"Oh."

Peng Yue's eyes were full of despair. The next moment, Ye Yang had already swung his sword. The three dragon scale storms brought out by the Green Soul Sword swept across the earth instantly, and they were raging under the platform like a tornado. They rolled up huge stones on the platform and rotated rapidly. The dragon scale energy cut Peng Yue's body. Such a pioneering move completely shocked the audience in the audience. Perhaps, the scene of the arrival of doomsday is just like this.

However, Ye Yang's power control is very unique. The Dragon Scale Storm is centered on Peng Yue, but it only ravaged Peng Yue, while the rest are safe and sound and will not be affected at all.

...

After a while, the Dragon Scale Storm gradually stopped. In the ruins, Peng Yue knelt on the ground in disgrace, leaning on the Lingxi Sword with one hand, one leg had been completely broken by Lingchi, and his left arm was also torn apart. There were tragic scars on his face, shoulders, and chest, and the armor on his body was torn to pieces.

Ye Yang suddenly fell down, and another sword was gone without any fancy: "Peng Yue, go to death with peace of mind."

Peng Yue's pupils suddenly closed, and survival was driven to give up his dignity and shouted: "Ye Yang, you promised not to kill me in this battle, but to kill Peng Cheng. As a major general of Qi, how could you go back on your word?"

"oh."

Ye Yang stopped, and the Green Soul Sword fell suddenly.

"Calm."

The scarred Lingxi Sword finally shattered into two pieces. The peerless magic weapon that everyone yearned for in the legend was actually destroyed by Ye Yang.

...

“Ahhhh…”

Peng Yue fell to the ground and howled, and his right arm was cut off by Ye Yang's sword. At this time, the dignified Wei general had only one leg connected to his body, and he was rolling around on the ground like a straight winter melon, screaming in terror. His domineering attitude before was gone without a trace.

The flesh and blood slowly squirmed. As a strong man at the third level of the Starry Sky, Peng Yue's strength was still enough to recover his body. However, even if he used the third level of the Starry Sky to restore his body, he would inevitably consume a lot of true energy. Even two ordinary earth masters might not be able to beat him. He was basically a useless man within three days.

Ye Yang raised his toes, suddenly rogue Peng Yue's body, and kicked him hard into the distance. It was very accurate. Peng Yue landed at the feet of several generals of Wei State. Suddenly, several generals were stunned. Looking at Peng Yue's tragic appearance, he could not connect this dismal guy with the former general who was arrogant.

...

"How...how...how could this happen..." King Yan stood there in shock, looking at the Lingxi Sword in the ruins, and said, "The Lingxi Sword is the treasure of our country. How could it be destroyed? How could this...it must not be true..."

Situ Wenruo pondered and said, "I didn't expect Ye Yang to come here. This kid is a dual identity of the Fire God Warrior, the successor of the Hidden Dragon Palace. There is the entire Hidden Dragon Palace as a backer. It is indeed not something we can afford to provoke now. Even Peng Yue was defeated by him. I think it would be better to go with the flow and betroth Princess Yan Yao to him, and recruit Ye Yang as his son-in-law. The entire Qi State and Hidden Dragon Palace will be used by us."
Chapter completed!