The whistling flame cyclone surrounded the body. At this moment, Ye Yang seemed to be like a god descending to earth. The surging fire god's residual true energy in his body was at least twice as strong as two days ago. It seemed that Zeng Xuan's nearly BT training method was indeed very effective, but it was too difficult to look back in the past two days.

...

Peng Yue'er didn't move, looking at Ye Yang faintly, her beautiful eyes full of wrath.

Ye Yang looked at Peng Yue'er, his voice low and powerful: "I know, we have had some holidays before. Maybe Ye Batian is sorry for you, but this is not the reason for you to hurt others by being arrogantly. Ye Shuang is clearly defeated, but you hurt one arm and a girl, how can she be so vicious?"

Peng Yue'er sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, be prepared to die!"

In an instant, the beautiful girl's eyes were full of murderous aura, and she was obviously planning to kill her.

"brush!"

The long sword in Peng Yue'er's hand was wrapped with a thick layer of flames, and the power of the fire god was pouring in. The ninth-grade long sword was buzzing and trembling, and it was almost impossible to withstand the vast power.

Ye Yang pointed his sword straight at the other party, his eyes full of indifference.

"Hmph, die!"

Peng Yue'er suddenly shouted, and her whole body jumped up, hanging in the air, and the long sword turned into countless flames and sword shadows that fell without any difference!

In the stands, Ye Nantian was shocked: "Oh my God, this is...Lie Yan Sword Rain? How could she learn the martial arts skills of the Xuan-level middle riding?"

Lieyan Sword Rain, this mysterious martial art requires a certain level of power to be used. Generally, only a strong man at level 6 on the earth can master Lieyan Sword Rain skillfully. This martial art of large-scale killing is extremely domineering. Now, under the use of Peng Yue'er, the beautiful girl, is so fierce!

Around the surroundings, the members of the Fire God clan looked at Ye Yang on the stage and were sweating. Many people exclaimed and shouted: "The Ye boy is in danger!"

However, Ye Yang's eyes on the stage were extremely clear, and he watched the flames and sword rains in the air flowing down calmly, and he turned into a circle with one hand. A mysterious energy danced above his head quietly!

"Bang bang bang!"

There were continuous explosions on the competition stage. Peng Yue'er instantly blew dozens of flame sword energy, causing debris on the stone floor to fly around. The powerful energy roared and flew away. The flames were scorching, making the air seem to be boiling!

The flames soared into the sky, Peng Yue'er floated to the ground, and Ye Yang's location had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"Hmph, deserve it!"

Peng Yue'er curled her lips and said angrily.

Everyone was uproared. Such hot fire power could not survive with Ye Yang's level. Everyone thought that he would definitely die. Even Ye Nantian stood up, his fat face was full of death.

However, the flames dissipated, and on the competition stage, Ye Yang held a long sword in his hand, standing in the center of the field with a graceful look, and he didn't look like he had experienced the baptism of the high-level martial arts Fiery Sword Rain!

Peng Yue'er was shocked and opened her mouth wide: "This...how is this possible?"

Ye Yang frowned and secretly suffocated his sweat. Fortunately, he has mastered the Heavenly Level Martial Arts Qiankun Shield these days. The Qiankun Shield was instantly attacked. Otherwise, he would have been burned to ashes by the scorching fire god power!

Peng Yue'er was furious and flew up with a sword, slashing straight, without any fancy, full of fire power!

Ye Yang snorted coldly, slid his left leg back, and opened the formation in an instant. The sword edge swung, and the Haoran Fire God's residual scroll of true energy surged into the sword edge. With a "kneel" sound, he hit the opponent's sharp sword. Mars were everywhere, and Peng Yue'er was shocked and retreated repeatedly.

"You! How could you... block my attack?"

Peng Yue'er was shocked. She has been a genius girl from the Fire God clan since she was a child, and her cultivation level is even higher than that of the same generation. Now, with all her strength, she will be easily dispelled by a "waste" like Ye Yang. How can this be tolerated?

Suddenly, she bit her red lips tightly, and Peng Yue'er shouted sweetly, urging the strength of her body, and saw that the luster of true energy around her gradually changed from deep red to orange!

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and Cao De was even more shocked: "Heaven, the earth is level 6!? Is this... still that Peng Yue'er? Sure enough, he is indeed a genius!"

At such a young age, he had already entered the sixth level of the earth. This news has caused an uproar. Many tribe members stood up, opened their eyes one by one, looking forward to the showdown between rookies and heroes!

On the competition stage, the wind and clouds were surging.

Peng Yue'er looked murderous, and countless strong winds surged around her body, making her skirt fly. Her two slender legs were stepping on the little barbarian boots, and the firelight under her feet turned, and the long sword in her hand was burned red, as if it was a fire sword, with the power of the fire, and the scorching aura forced the guards on the side of the martial arts platform to retreat.

Everyone's face was filled with surprise. No one could have thought that a beautiful girl could have such a strong cultivation level.

Even Ye Yang had to look at him with admiration. Peng Yue'er had already stepped into the sixth level of the earth. In fact, his cultivation was already above him. It was just because Ye Yang was not practicing the Fire God Skill, but the mysterious magic trick recorded in the Remaining Scroll of the Fire God. The fire God power derived was much more pure, and he also had the seventh-grade flame-breaking sword in his hand that was far better than the opponent's weapons, so he had the chance of winning a battle.

"Wow!"

The orange light rose, Peng Yue'er's lips raised, and a smug smile appeared, and said, "Ye Yang, if you want to blame me, you can only blame me for provoking me. If you have any last words, go and tell the King of Hell!"

The light surged, and Peng Yue'er was ready to go, almost wrapped in the halo of the Fire God's true qi. The long sword swung slightly back, and the true qi on the sword's edge became an energy image of an orange lion's head, which seemed to be another extremely powerful move!

At the sidelines, she finally couldn't sit still. Peng Feng slapped the table and said angrily: "Yue'er actually used the angry sword to roar? Oh my God, her strength is not enough to control this move. What if she hurts herself?"

Not far from Peng Feng, the head of the Tu family looked horrified and said coldly: "Crazy! All crazy, the high-level martial arts skills of the Xuan-level roar, you must have the strength of the seventh level of the earth to control it. Does this Peng family really want to kill Ye Yang? What kind of deep hatred is it..."

Outside the field, there was an uproar, and everyone held their breath. Peng Yue'er had a move, and the thick energy was pressed on the sword. Once this sword was out, God knew what kind of destructive power would be. In short, Ye Yang would definitely be dead!

Before he knew it, Ye Yang had become a dead person in the eyes of everyone, a victim of the Peng family's anger and a trivial victim.

Peng Yue'er's eyes were full of pride, and she suddenly shouted: "Damn it, you trash!"

"boom!"

The sword edge swept open, and a powerful aura rushed towards Ye Yang. The roar of wild beasts echoed in the air. The vast fire god power condensed into the image of a lion's head. The bitter energy completely pounced on Ye Yang. The entire sword move was extremely clean and neat, as if a shock wave was hit by!

"Bang!"

The explosion sounded, and the clan temple behind the competition platform collapsed instantly. Countless stones and wood were destroyed and turned into ashes. The energy of the angry sword roar was too powerful and domineering!

The field was silent and everyone held their breath. Can such powerful attack power be caused by humans?

Even the majestic and solemn temple was destroyed by one blow. So how could Ye Yang, who was hit by the roar of an angry sword, still be famous?

Everyone turned their eyes to the competition platform, but they were shocked to find a big pit on the ground. Once upon a time, the boy actually cracked the surface and escaped the disaster in the ground three meters deep!

"Bang!"

Ye Yang jumped up and landed in front of Peng Yue'er, and said lightly: "Miss, you have lost..."

"Me! How could I lose? You are so foolish!"

Peng Yue'er continued to condense his true energy, but suddenly his face turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood. The true energy in his body had almost been sucked dry by the Angry Sword Roar, and he could no longer have luck.

Looking at Ye Yang with hatred, Peng Yue'er said, "You kill me!"

Ye Yang sneered: "I'm not you, it's not that easy to kill people."

"Hmph, then what do you want?"

Ye Yang was about to speak, but he didn't expect a thick voice to echo in the air-

"Don't worry, Yue'er, let me leave it next!"

...

The sound was like a god descending to earth, with loud and sonorous words. In an instant, a afterimage appeared on the stage, gradually condensed into its true form, and it looked like a handsome young man. He was holding a long dark purple knife in his hand. His knife-like face was full of determination, and his black eyes were full of contempt. He just looked straight at Ye Yang.

Peng Cheng, a genius that the Fire God clan has rarely met in a thousand years!

Compared to Peng Yueer, Peng Cheng is a real genius. His cultivation is unfathomable at a young age. At least he is above Peng Yueer and is known as the number one master of the new generation of the Fire God clan!

Ye Yang had long heard of Peng Cheng. This man was not only a genius of the Fire God clan, but also a talented person of the Empire. He was even summoned by the emperor to the palace and personally awarded the title of "Advanced National Scholar"!

What is a national talent? That is a top talent!

It is precisely because Peng Cheng has the status of a "national sage" that he has a great status in this good city. Even the city lord Pang Jing wants to give him three-point face. Peng Cheng, the leader of the Fire God clan, praised this young hero and handed over the lifeblood of the Peng family, Wu Fengfang, to his hands.

Invisibly, Peng Feng had already planned to regard Peng Cheng as his heir. After all, Peng Yue'er was a daughter and could not inherit the family industry.

Peng Yue'er glared at Ye Yang angrily, covered her chest, and walked off the stage with bleeding from the corner of her mouth. The demeanor of the master who had been domineering before was gone.

...

Peng Cheng stared at Ye Yang straight and sneered: "Hey, waste, your opponent next is me. Although you are not worthy of letting me take action like this, because you humiliated Yue'er just now, I decided to let you live and die!"

Ye Yang looked at Peng Cheng lightly and did not speak.

In the audience, hundreds of tribesmen stared at each other, and many people pointed their hands at the stage and said in surprise: "Oh my God, isn't that Peng Cheng, who is known as a national scholar? The pride of our Fire God clan, the carrier of the future of the entire family!"

Obviously, Peng Cheng is a stolen person in Liangcheng. Compared with this, Ye Yang, the young master of the Ye family, is simply not worth mentioning. Even if he is called a waste, it seems a bit insulting the word "waste".

Of course, that was Ye Batian before, but Ye Yang now was completely different. After defeating Peng Yue'er with force, he remained intact. This cultivation level was enough to stand out for the heroes.

Peng Feng held his iron fist and watched Peng Yue'er step down. He looked up at the duel between the two young men on the stage. He had a premonition that the duel between these two young men seemed to have become the peak duel of the rookie of the Vulcan clan.

"Hmph, Ye Yang, let me see what else you can surprise everyone!" Peng Feng yelled softly with gritted teeth.

...

On the stage, Peng Cheng was imposing and walked forward slowly, less than one meter away from Ye Yang, and sneered coldly: "Ye Yang, I don't know why your cultivation has improved rapidly in the past two months, but with your current level 5 strength, you are not worthy of being my opponent at all!"

Ye Yang looked at his opponent lightly and said, "You did the bloody case in the Ye Family Refining Floor, right?"

Peng Cheng was stunned, then a trace of ferociousness appeared on his handsome face, and he lowered his voice and sneered: "That's right, I asked the two evil spirits of Wufengfang to do it. Those two people have been crushed by me. Ye Beichi's body of hard work is also in my hands. Ye Beichi was also injured by me. What are you doing to me?"

Ye Yang clenched his iron fist tightly, his eyes full of wrath: "Despicable villain!"

Peng Cheng sneered: "Despicable? What qualifications do you have to talk about despicableness? Humph, after killing you, I will send someone to assassinate Ye Beichi, and even kill your father Ye Nantian with your own hands. How about it, can you stop me? If you have the will, kill me now, otherwise the entire Ye family will be uprooted by me!"

"Damn it!"

Ye Yang was furious and suddenly burst out. The fire god's remnant scroll of true energy surged throughout his body. Flames were hovering around the iron fist. He suddenly made a move, and a fierce punch was imprinted on Peng Cheng's chest!

"boom!"

The flames raged and sank into the air. After a fierce blow, the two quickly separated.

Ye Yang gritted his teeth and glared at the front.

Peng Cheng looked cold, and the clothes on his chest were burned to charred, but Ye Yang's punch did not hurt his opponent. Even Ye Yang did not even break the opponent's protective energy!
To be continued...