Ye Yang stood awe-inspiring on the altar of the God of Fire, with fire all over his body, and countless golden runes floating on his body, making him look like a God of Fire descending to earth.
On his arms, pieces of dragon scales were covered by the starry sky of the other party.
The force shook the flesh and blood, but the dragon's blood in the body of the Hidden Dragon Palace's successor greatly increased Ye Yang's vitality.
This injury was nothing at all.
The blood in the body is boiling, and the extremely strong power is constantly being generated, like a river rushing forward, without vomiting or feeling unhappy.
"Wow" Ye Yang raised the broken Flame-Breaking Sword high, his eyes shrouded in golden cold light, and the final blow of the Three Fire God Styles was about to come out.
"Oh my God, where did that kid Ye Yang get such power?"
From the city leader's seat, Pang Jing's eyes widened, looking at all this in disbelief.
To the east of the Fire God Altar, a group of people came uninvited.
It was Lei Xiaodie, the head of the Qinglei Chamber of Commerce.
Lei Xiaodie looked at the high platform of the Fire God Altar, and was shocked to find that Ye Yang and Peng Feng were both in a state of embarrassment.
Both of them were covered in blood, but they couldn't figure out whose blood it was.
With a shiver in her heart, Lei Xiaodie was secretly shocked.
At this moment, Ye Yang was too unfathomable.
His powerful power shocked everyone around the Fire God Altar.
Moreover, he was only a ninth-level earth level expert.
The strength has not yet entered the starry sky realm, but it has already made Peng Feng in the starry sky realm so embarrassed.
Sitting at the table, Ye Beichi's eyes were full of anger.
His brother Ye Nantian died tragically, which was inseparable from the Peng family.
Almost all of Ye Beichi's hatred fell on Peng Feng.
On the other hand, when the Peng family was sitting at the table, Peng Yuer and Peng Cheng were standing there, very nervous.
Peng Yue'er clenched her fists, bit her lip, and looked at Peng Feng who was in a panic on the stage, with tears in her eyes.
Peng Cheng was holding a long sword with a look of hatred in his eyes.
If Peng Feng failed, Peng Cheng would have nothing in Liangcheng.
"Hong Hong" The flames shot up into the sky, and Ye Yang shouted low.
The flames faintly condensed into the stars of the gods, full of murderous intent.
He held the hilt of the Flame-breaking Sword with both hands, condensed a huge flaming fire sword, and fell from the sky with a powerful blow.
It seemed as if it was falling from the top of Mount Tai in the direction of Peng Feng.
At this moment, Peng Feng could clearly sense that the force of the opponent's blow was simply not something he could withstand.
The Starry Sky Armor would inevitably collapse under this blow.
This unpredictable blow was so powerful that it seemed to come from outside.
No one knows how Ye Yang learned these three amazing skills.
"Hahaha, Ye Yang, you bastard" Peng Feng no longer cared about the majesty of the sect master, his hair was disheveled, holding the battle ax Yaoyang in both hands, laughing loudly: "The Yaoyang battle ax is in my hand, yes, your father Ye Nantian died because of this magical weapon, you If you have the guts, come and get it.
I want to see how the junk in your hand can withstand Yaoyang's attack."
As he spoke, Peng Feng went crazy.
With the power of the violent starry sky, he danced his battle ax Yaoyang and rushed towards Ye Yang.
It was a completely lifeless attack.
"snort" Ye Yang, who was leaping in the air, couldn't help but sneered.
He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his eyes turned cold, and he pressed it down hard.
Before he even landed, the powerful pressure had already arrived, and he saw the huge foundation stone of the Fire God Altar in an instant.
It was torn apart, and the entire high platform of the Fire God Altar was destroyed by the power of a sword.
"Oh my god, that kid!"
Everyone on the stage stood up one after another, as if they all expected that this would be the last hard fight.
"Click" The figure passed by like a thunderous wind, accompanied by a crisp sound.
The next moment, the figure separated, and Ye Yang, who was covered in flames, landed awe-inspiring, holding the broken Flame-breaking Sword in his hand, with anger on his brows.
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On the other side, Peng Feng suddenly knelt on the ground, letting out a scream like a ghost, and a flaming battle ax traced a trajectory in the air.
"Click"
Before the battle ax Yaoyang hit the ground, Peng Feng's arms had already hit the ground.
Ye Yang's shocking sword directly shattered the opponent's starry sky armor and cut off both of Peng Feng's arms.
"Ahhhhh" Peng Feng howled miserably, and blood surged from his severed arm.
Everyone was almost suffocated.
No one would believe that a person with the strength of the starry sky realm would have his arms cut off by someone at the ninth level of the earth.
He was defeated miserably.
"Pa" Ye Yang opened his hand far away, and the power of Taixu flowed, sucking the battle ax Yaoyang back into his hand.
There was no emotion on his handsome face, turned around, and struck down the battle ax Yaoyang with lightning and wind.
"Click" Blood splattered, and the next moment, Peng Feng's head rolled down the broken and damaged steps of the Vulcan Platform.
Tranquility, indescribable tranquility.
The entire Fire God Altar fell into deathly silence.
No one would have thought that Peng Feng, who had just stepped into the starry sky realm, the most powerful man in Liangcheng, would be angrily attacked by a revengeful boy.
No one cares whether Peng Feng participated in the assassination of Ye Nantian.
In this world of the jungle, what everyone sees is who has the harder fist.
Now, the era of Peng Feng unifying the eight surnames of the Vulcan clan is finally over. , he was beheaded by a junior, just at the family feast Everyone was almost suffocating.
No one could believe what was happening in front of them, until the boy named Ye Yang came off the stage with his tomahawk Yaoyang, then grabbed Peng Feng's head with one hand, turned around, and faced the people sitting on the seat.
Ye Beichi said: "Second uncle, let's go back and use the old thief's head to pay homage to my father's spirit in heaven."
Ye Beichi nodded, with a look of relief on his face, and then walked down with several servants.
"Wait a minute" When there was silence in the field, a clear voice suddenly came.
Ye Yang turned around and found a beautiful figure approaching.
It was none other than Peng Feng's daughter Peng Yue'er.
"Ye Yang, you killed my father, and I want you to be buried with him."
Peng Yue'er started with a furious sword roar, the sound was astonishing.
It seemed that she was ready to fight for her life.
Admittedly, she knew that she was no match for Ye Yang in front of her, but she still wanted to risk her life.
Facing Peng Yue'er's aggressive attack, Ye Yang's eyes sharpened, and he lightly brushed it with one arm.
Suddenly, a burst of scorching flames rushed towards him.
Not only did it annihilate the energy of the opponent's angry sword roar, but it also caused Peng Yue'er to fall away, with overflowing words from the corner of his mouth. blood Obviously, Ye Yang didn't want to kill this woman because he had no reason to kill her.
Otherwise, with Ye Yang's strength, even without the Vulcan transformation, he could easily kill Peng Yue'er with one blow.
Looking at the woman on the ground, Ye Yang said coldly: "There are no sinners.
Peng Feng is guilty alone.
I will not vent my anger on the Peng family.
However, if your Peng family dares to plot against the Ye family again, don't blame me, Ye Yang, for being rude." , Peng Yue'er, live well.
You are the only one left in the Peng family who wished for your father's head.
After I pay homage to my father, I will send it back
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