On the field, Yanfeng used the Heavenly Palm, which surprised everyone. At the same time, he believed what Feng Yan said, what he belonged to the Feng family disciple.

And just then, Feng Zhenxin took a deep breath and took a step forward.

"Everyone." A magnificent voice sounded and spread throughout the field, "I, Feng Zhenxin, guaranteed by the reputation of the Feng family, Yanfeng is indeed a disciple of my Feng family traveling abroad."

"He is from my Feng family!"

After saying this, the whole field became quiet again, and the audience burst into flames.

"Is he really a disciple of the Feng family?"

"The head of the Feng family has guaranteed it, it must be true. Yanfeng is actually from the Feng family?"

...

The disciples of the Feng family also looked at each other, shocked in their hearts.

However, since the head of the family said so, they would definitely not doubt Yan Feng's identity.

"It turns out that Brother Yanfeng belongs to my Feng family, no wonder he takes care of my Feng family so much." Feng Xue had a smile on her face and was surprised in her heart.

"Mr. Yanfeng." Feng Ao was seriously injured and had a pale face. There was a smile on his face at this moment.

The disciples of the Feng family all looked happy, and the Song family was exactly the opposite of the Feng family.

"It's true?" Song Ming's face looked extremely ugly. He had guessed that Yanfeng had a relationship with the Feng family before, but he did not expect that Yanfeng was a disciple of the Feng family.

"Head of the family? This Yanfeng is from the Feng family. What should we do?" An elder next to him looked at Song Ming.

"How could I know?" Song Ming snorted.

Suddenly the elder did not dare to say more.

...

In the middle stands.

"With Feng Zhenxin's personality, he will definitely not joke about family credibility. It seems that Yanfeng is really a member of the Feng family." Duan Tianyu nodded slightly, but thought to himself: "This Yanfeng lied to me that his teacher owed the Feng family favors and asked me to secretly help the Feng family. Now it seems that it is his own reason, and he is afraid that he will not have a bond with his teacher."

Duan Tianyu is not a fool either, so he naturally doubts the relationship between Teacher Yanfeng and the Feng family at this moment.

However, even though he knew this, he would still help the Feng family.

Because... in his eyes, it doesn't matter whether it is Teacher Yanfeng or Yanfeng himself.

"With that senior Yan's favor for Yan Feng, it will definitely not cause any trouble for Yan Feng's family, so Yan must also be on the side of the Feng family." Duan Tianyu thought so.

On the ring, Feng Yan smiled softly, and Feng Zhenxin's words made him know that the head of the family had guessed his identity.

"The head of the Song family, the third prince." Feng Yan looked at the two of them. "Now, I am qualified to participate in this Feng Song genius battle, right?"

Song Ming's expression suddenly became ugly.

"Of course there is no problem." Duan Tianyu laughed: "It turns out that Mr. Yanfeng is a disciple of the Feng family. Since that's the case, he can naturally represent the Feng family to participate in this genius battle."

"Song Ming, do you have any objections?" Duan Tianyu stared at Song Ming.

Song Ming felt aggrieved, but he could only smile dryly and shake his head.

"Well. Well, please ask Mr. Yanfeng to take action." Duan Tianyu chuckled.

Feng Yan nodded, then looked at Song Ling opposite him.

"You are actually from the Feng family." Song Ling licked his lips. Even if he was his true identity, he was quite surprised.

"Come on." Feng Yan was too lazy to say more to Song Ling, waved his hand and signaled Song Ling to take action.

"Arrogant!" Song Ling snorted coldly.

"I will let you know that in a month I am far from being able to fight against you." Song Ling shouted softly, and the long sword in his hand burst out with a strong sword intent, sweeping out in a moment, as if he was about to tear and cut the surrounding space.

The crazy sword intent condensed at the tip of the sword, but there was a dazzling blue light flashing.

A sharp aura erupted.

"Huh?" Feng Yan frowned slightly, and everyone in the stands were also shocked.

"Is this a top martial art?"

"It's a top martial art!"

Everyone could clearly sense that the sword technique used by Song Ling was far beyond the scope of advanced martial arts. Obviously, he also used a top martial art that was not inferior to the Heavenly Palm.

"The Song family actually has top martial arts?"

Tiandu City, only the strongest Feng family has a top martial arts. Everyone in Tiandu City knows this, but they didn’t expect that the Song family would hide so deeply?

Everyone couldn't help but glance at Song Ming, but saw the latter sneering.

"Yanfeng, this is my top martial arts "Biyue Sword Art" of the Song family. Today is my first time to use it." Song Ling stood opposite, and the long sword in his hand burst out with dazzling blue light. He stared at Feng Yan and said coldly: "You just said that I would be defeated if I can't walk under your hands for one move. Humph! Now I also want to see if you can escape your life under my sword!"

However, the answer to him was a sneer from Feng Yan: "It's so much nonsense."

"Looking for death!" Song Ling roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand moved instantly!

call out!

A blue sword shadow rushed directly towards Feng Yan, and the speed was several times faster than the Lixian bow and arrow.

The sharp and destructive aura emanated from this blue sword shadow.

At the same time, the aura on Song Ling also burst out in vain.

Song Ling himself is extremely powerful. Now that he has broken through to the Eighth Heaven, when his aura is fully bursting out, he is no less than the average peak powerhouse of the Eighth Heaven.

With the strongest attacks that are used to use this top martial arts, I am afraid that ordinary Nine-level powerful people must be treated seriously.
Chapter completed!