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"Hmph, you think you can scare me by crippling a few of the Heaven and Earth Sect's trash? "Even if the Heavenly King comes today, you will have to hand over the earth spirit peak and disband the Misty Pavilion!" Zhou Ping snorted coldly. Although he could feel that Ye Feng had already broken through to the great heaven state, but a person who had just broken through to the great heaven realm, could it be that he was a veteran core disciple?

"Oh? Is that so? However, your thoughts are the same as mine. Even if God himself were to come today, he would not be able to save you! " Ye Feng looked at Zhou Ping indifferently and slowly said.

"I really don't know where your confidence comes from. Since you want to die, then I'll help you. Today, I'll cripple your cultivation!" Zhou Ping's complexion was gloomy and cold. He suddenly stomped on the ground and instantly arrived in front of Ye Feng. He shot his palm and the sound of wind breaking resounded in front of Ye Feng.

"Whether you can cripple me will depend on whether you are capable or not!" Ye Feng's eyes slightly narrowed. He waited until Zhou Ping's hand was close to him before making his move. His right hand was like a pair of pincer that tightly grabbed onto Zhou Ping's wrist.

"Hmm?" Zhou Ping used his left hand to form a fist and punched towards Ye Feng's face.

"You still have a long way to go before me in terms of strength!" Ye Feng coldly snorted, his left hand also shot out a fist, and that fist instantly collided with Zhou Ping's fist ….

Boom! *

A dull sound echoed and Zhou Ping's complexion changed. His body was pushed back several dozen meters before finally being able to stop himself. He looked at Ye Feng with an astonished expression on his face.

"If you only have this little bit of strength, you might have to lie down and leave today. Don't say that I didn't warn you, you'd better use your full strength. Otherwise, you won't even have the chance to attack!" Ye Feng's voice was still not cold nor warm, and his scarlet eyes did not carry the slightest bit of emotion.

"Don't be too proud. Just now, I was just testing him out. Don't think that you can be arrogant just because you have some brute force. A martial artist can't win just by relying on brute force alone. It's not certain who will win!" Zhou Ping gave a cold humph and a spirit sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The three foot long blade was pointed at Ye Feng.

"Un, that's more like it. Let's continue!" Ye Feng was like a senior who was reprimanding his juniors as he nodded and said to Zhou Ping.

"You're courting death!" Zhou Ping's complexion was extremely ugly. This move of Ye Feng was undoubtedly humiliating him. He turned over his spirit sword and a dazzling sword light shot out towards Ye Feng's face.

"Evil creature, even your father dares to scold you. Wait till your father cripples your son's cultivation!" A fierce shout came out of Ye Feng's mouth as a spirit spear suddenly appeared in his hand. He thrusted the spear forward and the sound of a spear breaking through the air resounded. It collided with the spirit sword in Zhou Ping's hand …

"Ding!"

A clear sound was heard. The spirit spear in Ye Feng's hand firmly hit the tip of Zhou Ping's sword, and a burst of sparks flew everywhere. The long spear in Ye Feng's hand was like a dragon, and he pushed Zhou Ping all the way back.

Behind Zhou Ping, the people from the Four Universe Pavilion and the spectators all revealed astonished expressions, and then they all opened up a path.

"Roar! Stop right there!" Zhou Ping's face turned ugly. His right foot suddenly stomped on the ground, creating a huge crater. He had to stop his body …

"Did I tell you to stop? "Get out of here, Cow Baby!" Ye Feng exposed a cold smile. The Lingqi in his hand was like a stick and suddenly smashed down. The 'hu hu hu' sound resounded once again. Then, it ruthlessly pounded towards Zhou Ping's head.

"Damn it, chop for me!" Zhou Ping's complexion changed again and again. He raised the spirit sword in his hand and fiercely chopped towards the spirit spear in Ye Feng's hand.

Clang!

The sound of metal hitting metal rang out, and Zhou Ping was sent flying by Ye Feng's spear. His face turned ugly, as a wound appeared in his palm, and blood dripped out, dyeing Zhou Ping's right hand red.

Zhou Ping flew over fifty meters in a row before tumbling a few times in the air before landing on the ground. His face was extremely ugly, as if he had just eaten a dead fly.

"How is it? Ox baby, are you satisfied? " Ye Feng looked at Zhou Ping with a smile on his face. The spirit spear in his hand was held behind his back by Ye Feng. A cool breeze blew and his black hair fluttered in the wind.

"Hahaha!"

Behind Ye Feng, Yan Chao and the others also burst into laughter, although they did not know what Ye Feng was going to say, but it was certainly not good news.

"I will kill you!" A trace of crazy killing intent flashed in Zhou Ping's eyes as the Spiritual Energy within his body crazily rushed towards the Spirit Sword in his hand. A monstrous sword light tore through the space and chopped out towards Ye Feng.

What?" "That's not good, getting so angry that it hurts. I still want you to retire. Uh, no, you're a baby cow, so I don't want you anymore. So, you should just continue rolling around!" "Ye Feng let out a furious roar, and the spirit spear in his hand issued a whistling sound. The spear light was like a dragon, and the dense spiritual energy surged out from Ye Feng's body.

Pfft!

The sword light only lasted for a second before it was broken by Ye Feng's spear. The ice-cold spear light carried a gust of cold wind as it shot towards Zhou Ping's head.

"Clang!"

The spirit sword in Zhou Ping's hand struck the spirit spear and deflected its trajectory, but it still grazed past Zhou Ping's face. A stream of blood flew out and a strand of hair was cut off.

Zhou Ping's back was covered in cold sweat. His body quickly distanced himself from Ye Feng. At the same time, the spirit sword in his hand chopped out once again. He shouted: "Sword Swallowing Mountain River!"

"It seems that you are still unwilling to give up! Flame Phoenix Spear Art, Phoenix Cry Nine Heavens!" Ye Feng let out a loud shout and the spirit spear in his hand emitted a sharp phoenix cry. A phoenix bird that was completely bathed in fire flew out from the spirit spear in Ye Feng's hand.

"Puff puff puff!"

The sound of space being burned by the fire phoenix could be heard. The fire phoenix whistled through the air, crashing into last week's flat ground!

Rumble rumble rumble!

With a violent sound, the space around Zhou Ping was instantly covered in flames!

Ah ah ah ah!

Zhou Ping issued a miserable scream. Flames erupted from his entire body, and he began to roll on the ground!

"Quick, save them!" The faces of those people from the Four Eaves Pavilion changed, and they instantly rushed towards Zhou Ping.

However, before they could reach the surrounding area, Ye Feng snorted and shook the spear in his hand once again. Another phoenix cry sounded, and another fire phoenix flew out from the spear and flew towards them.

"Retreat, quick, retreat!" Their complexions changed at the same time and their bodies quickly retreated. In the blink of an eye, they had retreated 100 meters away. They felt that they had escaped from the fire phoenix's attack. They then stopped and looked at Ye Feng with an ugly expression.

However, Ye Feng did not care about the stares of these people. He slowly walked towards Zhou Ping and said to Yan Chao: "Fight, those who resist, destroy your cultivation!"

"Yes, brothers, kill these bastards!" Chu Kuang revealed an excited expression as he let out an angry roar and rushed towards the people of the Four Universe Pavilion. One earthen python after another rushed out from the ground and instantly swept up three people. After that, they were heavily injured.

"Kill them all, kill these bastards of the Four Universe Pavilion!" Seeing that Chu Kuang had already moved, the Misty Pavilion members all let out a furious roar and charged towards the people of Four Universe Pavilion with their spiritual weapons raised.

Ye Feng revealed a cold smile, walked to the front of the square and said: "How is it?"

Zhou Ping's entire body was charred black. The severe pain from his body made his body twitch. His eyes flashed with a strong resentful look as he looked at Ye Feng and said: "Kill me if you dare. Otherwise, when my injury is completely healed, I won't let you off!"

"You don't need to provoke me, I really don't dare to kill you in the sect, but don't force me, I believe if I don't speak up for a dead person, then there's no value in dying. Although you won't have any more value after a while, it's still better than dying." Ye Feng faintly said.

"No, you can't cripple me. Kill me if you have the ability!" Hearing Ye Feng's words, Zhou Ping's face finally revealed a frightened look …

"That won't do. Although you want to kill me, I am very kind. You only need your cultivation and spatial ring." Ye Feng shook his head. Although his face was cold, his palm had ruthlessly hit Zhou Ping's spirit sea.

"Puchi!"

Zhou Ping's face turned deathly pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, his vision turned black and he fainted …

Ye Feng took off the spatial ring on Zhou Ping's hand and then also put away Zhou Ping's spirit sword. His body moved and also joined the team that was cleaning the Four Universe Pavilion.