Ye Yang stepped into the Fire God Altar with a meteor, looking around, his eyes were like a sword, which made the people of the seven clans of the Fire God clan frightened. No matter who could see this boy's transformation, the arrogance was indescribable, but everyone could clearly feel Ye Yang's anger and a heart of revenge.

"Second uncle, let's go."

Ye Yang turned around and helped Ye Beichi to the seat of the Ye family. Ye Beichi sat in the seat of the head of the family. Ye Yang pressed his sword and stood aside, looking coldly at the seat of the Peng family. You can see from afar that the city lord Pang Jing was guarding there with a group of personal guards.

Obviously, the city lord Pang Jing was already completely on the side of the Peng family. Ye Yang knew in his heart that Pang Jing had bet and had a more confident Peng Feng. After all, Peng Feng is now a strong starry sky, and is already arrogant in the city. With the name of the strong starry sky, even looking at the entire empire, Peng Feng is already a top-ranking master.

Peng Cheng's eyes were so vicious that he stood on Peng Feng's side. Obviously, Yun Xiaoxi did not kill him last time, but only helped Ye Yang to regain the Ice Soul Knife. Otherwise, with Yun Xiaoxi's strength, if he wanted to kill Peng Cheng, he would be able to do it at will.

On the other side, Peng Yue'er looked depressed, holding a thin sword in her hand. When her eyes touched Ye Yang, she felt guilty, and she lowered her head and whimpered.

"snort."

Ye Yang snorted coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

...

At this time, a shadow swept up to the high platform. He was a strong man of level 8 on earth. Judging from the clothes and accessories, he was from the Peng family. Peng Feng was determined to strengthen the Peng family, but he recruited a group of strong men from somewhere. Not to mention the strong men from the starry sky, he also had many strong men from the seventh level and eighth level under his command.

The strong man on the stage looked about sixty years old, bowed to the surroundings with a loud voice: "The Fire God Clan is a sacred clan that guards the ruins of the Fire God in the southeast of the continent. After tens of millions of years, the Fire God Clan has always protected this miraculous land. Today, two newcomers from the Fire God Clan returned from the Qingyun Mountains, successfully killed the eighth-level monster Qinghu on the earth, and brought back a Qinghu core."

As he said that, he raised his hand and smiled, "They are the eldest daughter of the Peng family, Peng Yue'er, and the young master Peng Cheng, who is unparalleled in the country."

Peng Feng signaled that Peng Cheng and Peng Yue'er both went to the high platform. Compared with their cultivation, Peng Cheng was probably higher. The eighth level of the earth has reached the pinnacle among the younger generation. At least, in Peng Feng, Pang Jing and others' minds are like this.

...

Peng Cheng held the sword in front of his chest, stood proudly on the stage, his mouth raised slightly, with a contemptuous smile, and his eyes looked at Ye Yang, full of provocation,

Ye Yang looked towards him and smiled, like a sharp sword. His eyes instantly locked Peng Cheng's breath, and his powerful pressure spread across the sky.

"Uh...how is that possible."

Peng Cheng's face was covered with sweat beads as big as beans. His whole body felt as if he was electrocuted. Almost all his joints were clattering, and his whole body was about to be crushed. He never thought that Ye Yang could put such pressure on him with just his pressure. What kind of realm was this kid strong enough?

Everyone in the field discovered Peng Cheng’s strangeness, but no one knew the reason. Only Peng Feng discovered something strange, suddenly stood up and shouted: “Peng Cheng.”

A clear roar, as if invisible power, tear apart Ye Yang's aura pressure. Peng Cheng felt relieved and breathed a lot of relief. Ye Yang looked stern and was secretly amazed in his heart. This old man Peng Feng was indeed hidden and defeated his own pressure with the help of sound waves. Such a master should not be underestimated.

After Peng Cheng suffered a loss, he couldn't help but glared at Ye Yang and shouted in a low voice: "Mom."

Ye Yang heard it sincerely and couldn't help but sneer: "Looking for death."

Ye Beichi suddenly grabbed Ye Yang's arm and whispered: "Ziyu, don't alert the snake."

"Yeah, I know..."

Ye Yang was not in a hurry to take action, but he had a murderous intention towards Peng Cheng. That day he saw Peng Cheng killing the craftsmen in the refining workshop. This revenge cannot be revenged.

...

At this time, Peng Feng floated on the stage, opened his hand with a green core, and a blue core shone brightly. He laughed and said, "The little girl and Peng Cheng went to the Qingyun Mountains to kill demons and subdue demons. It is worthy of God. This green tiger core is a proof of all glory. At the same time, I, Peng Feng, have an extremely important event to be announced today."

Suddenly, the members of the seven clans held their breath and stared at Peng Feng one by one.

"Oh……"

Peng Feng smiled faintly, and as his sleeves shook, a battle axe with a scattered light appeared in his hand. It was the treasure of the Fire God clan, and the battle axe was shaking the sun.

As soon as he saw the battle axe Yaoyang, Ye Yang's blood suddenly began to boil. Although the battle axe was just a third-grade weapon, it infused his father Ye Nantian's expectations for him. Now, his father has been brutally killed, and the battle axe Yaoyang has also fallen into the hands of others. If Yaoyang is not taken back, he will be completely shameless to face the world.

Peng Feng glanced at Ye Yang, a grim smile flew out of the corner of his mouth, and said loudly: "Today, I, Peng Feng, announced that the next sect leader of the Fire God clan will be Peng Cheng, who is known as a national scholar."

Suddenly, the audience was in an uproar. No one thought that Peng Feng would abdicate and give way to the wise after he had just entered the starry sky realm.

As he said that, Peng Feng cleared his throat, raised the battle axe Yaoyang high, and said, "Today, the treasure of the Fire God clan, Tomahawk Yaoyang, will be passed down to the new sect leader. In addition, I will announce another major event. My little daughter Peng Yueer will beg Peng Cheng and hold a wedding ceremony on a date."

"What,."

Peng Yue'er opened her eyes wide: "Dad, why have you... never discussed it with me?"

Peng Feng's eyes cold: "Don't be presumptuous."

Peng Yue'er's eyes were dull, and Peng Chengze was proud and was about to reach out to take the battle axe Yaoyang, but at this moment, Peng Feng sneered and asked: "Who is not convinced by my decision today."

The seven clans were silent, and no one dared to answer. Peng Feng is now a strong man in the starry sky, who can refuse to accept it?

...

At this moment, a clear voice came: "Old Dog Peng Feng, have you played enough? I know you want to kill me, why bother so many troubles?"

The Fire God Altar was as quiet as water in an instant, and everyone looked in the direction of the Ye family's seat. The young man in a blue shirt was carrying the Breaking Flame Sword, the sword tip was lowered, and slowly came, stepping onto the steps of the Fire God Altar one by one, with his eyes persistent and crazy, Ye Yang had already arrived,

"Hey."

Peng Feng smiled coldly and said, "Peng Cheng, Yue'er, retreat."

"Yes, the sect leader."
Chapter completed!