No. 170 Zhao Longyue

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  After listening to Qin Mu's words, Qi Feng's eyebrows also furrowed. Ye Kuang's body had a special part, and his appearance in this place made Qi Feng feel extremely uneasy, especially since he didn't understand why Ye Kuang appeared here, and what relationship he had with the Dahuang Dynasty.

  The most important thing is that little bit afterwards. If Ye Kuang came alone, it's nothing, but if he has something to do with the Da Huang Empire, then things get complicated.

  "When you try later, be careful, I think this trial may have some unexpected things happen." Qin Mu reminded her, she also sensed that something was wrong here and felt a little uneasy.

  "I know." Zhi Feng nodded.

  Before long, they arrived at the martial arts arena. At this moment, many people had already gathered here, all of whom were core disciples of the Great Desolate Dynasty, with no one's cultivation being low.

  In the middle position, there is a huge high platform. The entire platform has been blessed by array masters, and fighting on it will not damage it, nor worry about affecting the spectators around.

  As Chi Feng and his group arrived, the crowd voluntarily made way for a path, but the eyes of these people looking at Chi Feng were not very friendly, or even very unfriendly.

  Zi Feng could also understand their feelings at this moment, such things happened in anyone's family would be like this.

  "The Emperor has arrived." Suddenly, a loud voice came from behind, followed by a team of people carrying a golden sedan chair, and after arriving in front, Zhao Hong stepped down from it. Throughout the entire process, he didn't even glance at Qifeng, and turned to ascend to his high position.

  And beside him had gathered many ministers of the Great Desolate Dynasty, who clearly also attached great importance to this trial.

  "Are you the one who made Shaoyang decide to break off the engagement, a disciple of Qinglian Sword Sect?" Suddenly, a young man in yellow robes walked straight out from behind the sedan chair. The man had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, with an extraordinary aura about him. He came to stand before Qifeng and asked calmly.

  "Who are you?" Qi Feng glanced at him, he and Zhao Hong had a few similarities, it seemed that he should be Zhao Hong's son, and it was possible that he was the "fiancé" Zhao Longyue from Shaoyang.

  "I am Zhao Longyue, isn't she going to break off the engagement with me?" Zhao Longyue remained calm, but this calmness made Qi Feng very uncomfortable.

  "How about you, do you want to be the first one to fight me?" asked Qi Feng.

  "Of course, this matter is directly related to me, so I naturally have to take action. I just hope your strength matches the magnitude of your tone." Zhao Longyue's attitude remained calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

  Having said that, he walked onto the battlefield.

  "This guy......" Qifeng seemed to have figured it out, he wasn't being cold, but rather arrogant, thinking that there was no one under the sky who could be his opponent, which is why he had such a reaction.

  Then, Qi Feng also walked onto the stage, standing opposite Zhao Long Yue, looking at each other.

  "You make the first move." Zhao Longyue suddenly said something similar to what Ye Feng had said back then, it was clear that they were of the same kind, confident to the point of being arrogant.

  "Are you sure?" Zhi Feng asked calmly, his tone and expression unchanged. This Zhao Longyue was indeed very strong, but if it were the him from before, he might have still needed to exert some effort to defeat him. However, with his current strength having undergone a great transformation after being broken and reformed, he was far beyond what he used to be.

  "It's settled." Zhao Longyue's eyes suddenly focused, and a fierce aura burst out, as if he had become a different person, his presence overwhelming.

  "Alright then." Qi Feng was also not being overly polite, his right hand slightly trembling as a long sword appeared in his hand. Almost at the same time, his aura changed, just like an ancient treasured sword that had been sealed away for thousands of years suddenly re-emerging, its presence overwhelming.

  His eyes narrowed slightly, but contained a daunting light that made Zhao Longyue involuntarily raise an eyebrow, increasing the pressure.

  But soon he adjusted, and his eyes revealed a hint of excitement and longing. No, it was indeed longing, for the longing for battle, or rather, for blood.

  "Bring out your weapon!" Qi Feng didn't make a move, he wasn't going to take advantage of someone.

  "My fists are my weapons." Zhao Longyue licked his lips excitedly and said.

  "Alright then." Zhi Feng said no more, his long sword lightly waving, a burst of green lotus flowers blooming in succession, swaying gently in the breeze.

  "Qinglian Sword Manual!" Zhao Longyue's eyes lit up, and then he moved, his body transformed into a dark light that shot out directly. The next moment, he actually broke through the illusion of Qinglian Sword Manual and appeared in front of Qi Feng, his index finger lightly pointing at Qi Feng's brow.

  "It's indeed a bit of a 'door' technique." Zhi Feng didn't expect the Qinglian Sword Manual to be broken so easily, but he also didn't think it would be this easy to defeat Zhao Longyue.

  The sword's momentum paused, and the lotus 'flowers' in the sky disappeared. However, in the next moment, a vast array of sword silhouettes appeared.

  Zi Feng's figure suddenly disappeared at this time, merging with the sky and earth, blending with the sword shadows in the sky, indistinguishable from each other.

  Zhao Longyue finally stopped, looking around for Qi Feng's true body, but strangely, the sword shadows that filled the sky all seemed to be tangible, making it difficult to distinguish.

  "Give me a break!" Suddenly, his fists thundered out, and in an instant, hundreds of fist shadows were thrown out. For a moment, he was like the Thousand-Handed Avalokiteshvara descending into the world. Before long, more than half of the sword shadows in the sky had disappeared.

  "Hmm?" Qifeng, hiding in the shadows, raised an eyebrow because he felt that this kid's current attack method was very similar to Ye Can's attack method from before.

  It's that kind of thing called "breaking", every strike is extremely condensed, concentrating all the power in one point, with an extremely strong attacking force.

  "Could it be that this Great Wilderness Dynasty is really related to the Demon Clan?" Qi Feng couldn't help but speculate, and if that was indeed the case, he would have to be more cautious in his dealings.

  "The swordsmanship of the Qinglian Sword Sect is nothing more than this, it seems that you can't beat me today." Zhao Longyue's face showed a look of disdain after shattering the last sword.

  "It's not necessarily so." Qi Feng's figure slowly emerged, calmly looking at Zhao Longyue. Now he didn't want to end the battle so quickly, and must get some useful information from Zhao Longyue.

  Because he is still unable to determine the relationship between the Dahuang Dynasty and the Demon Clan, all previous ones were just guesses. He must find useful evidence.

  "What else you got? Bring it on." Zhao Longyue wasn't in a hurry either, he was thoroughly enjoying the feeling of clashing with someone, and it made his blood boil.

  Especially, he likes to see the enemy's moves being broken down bit by bit until they are forced into a desperate situation, and only then will he make his move to defeat them.

  Because only in this way can he satisfy his sense of superiority and make him feel pleasure, just like a cat playing with a mouse before killing it.