C31 The Black Horse Wan Family

Everyone present was stunned by Wan Hao's performance! They knew a little about this useless young master of the Wan family, but was that really the case? If this kind of ability was considered useless, then what about the others?

"Old dog Wan, you really hid it well!" Yang Fangkong's face had turned green. Although he had received some information, he had said that he had to pay attention to that trash from the Wan family, but he had never thought that he would be so strong. It had only been a short while since the start of the fight, but he had already killed two of his disciples. Furthermore, both of them were from the direct line of descent. At this moment, he really hated himself for being reckless.

"Old Sixth, where did you bring Xu? Come back quickly! Your arrival will be the death of the people of Wan family!" Yang Fangkong looked at Wan Hao with a vicious gaze. He hoped that Yang Xiong would bring the disciples of the trial back as soon as possible. However, he didn't know that even Yang Xiong had died in Wan Hao's hands. There was no need to mention the few seeded contestants that he had attached great importance to.

"What's wrong? Old thief Yang, only you can win, but you won't allow us to make a comeback once? I, Gu'er, am able to win because of his own hard work, but I didn't help him at all!" Wan Chenfeng was also happy in his heart. Wan Hao's performance had exceeded his expectations.

He had originally thought that Wan Hao's strength would allow him to win the family selection. He might be able to get into the top ten in the Phoenix Cry Competition, but he never thought that... With the current situation, he was going to beat the Yang family to death. Although he didn't pursue the matter of killing people in the Phoenix Cry Competition, the degree of cruelty his son had shown to the Yang family was far greater than what he had imagined. What was the reason? As he thought about it, he couldn't help but look at his youngest son. At this moment... At this moment, he really couldn't see him clearly.

"Next match, Ye family's Ye Zhun versus Yang family's Yang Mo!" The referee announced loudly.

"Hey, look! The two families' Young Lord are fighting! You have heard that Ye Zhun suffered a loss at the hands of Yang Mo's elder brother last time. Do you think Ye Zhun will beat Yang Mo up this time? " Below, a person whispered to a male martial artist beside him.

"Shh!! Lower your voice, don't want your life anymore! The matter of the three great families is not something we can comment on. Furthermore, that Yang Mo's strength isn't bad either. The result is hard to say, but to Ye Zhun, this is a tough battle. Let's just relax and watch. Don't get into trouble!"

That martial artist hurriedly covered that person's mouth, looked around, and whispered in his ear.

When that person heard this, he could only nod his head, not daring to say anything as he quietly looked at the stage.

"Ye Zhun, I didn't think that you would dare to participate this time. You were lucky last time. My brother showed mercy and saved your life. You are not so lucky this time!" Yang Mo looked at Ye Zhun and mocked with disdain.

"You talk too much nonsense!" Ye Zhun was also burning with anger after hearing what Yang Mo said. In the last Phoenix Cry Competition, he was defeated by Yang Wei in the end and lost the competition. That kind of humiliation had made him cultivate diligently for the past few years. It was all for the sake of getting rid of his shame in this year's competition. However, what he didn't expect was... Yang Wei actually didn't participate!

"Three Flowing Cloud Slashes! The first slash, Innumerable Threads! "Ye Zhun completely opened the fan in his hand, and the iron fan bone lit up. His wrist lightly shook, and he swung it forward. A stream of energy turned into ten thousand fine threads, and quickly wrapped around Yang Mo.

"Insignificant skill!"

"Star Pierce!!" Yang Mo gripped the spear shaft tightly and twisted his body in one direction. The muscles on his arm instantly tightened as he stabbed towards Ye Zhun.

The tip of the spear erupted with specks of starlight. It was as if the stars had descended into the mortal world. It was resplendent and gorgeous. One spear after another clashed on the circular arena. A glaring radiance erupted. Red and green intersected, intertwining with each other. It was an extremely demonic sight.

"End it! Yang Mo, you're not my match. Let your brother do it!" After Ye Zhun and Yang Mo exchanged dozens of blows, his body flew backwards and he slowly attacked. The long fan in his hand flew out of his hand towards Yang Mo.

"Three Flowing Cloud Slashes! The second slash - Black Cloud City Suppression, the third slash - Whirlwind!"

Ye Zhun's fan enlarged as the distance between them got closer. The fan carried a mysterious light as it pressed down on Yang Mo from all directions. In an instant, Yang Mo's surroundings were pitch black, with the momentum of "Black Cloud Pressure City" being on the verge of being destroyed.

Just as the "Black Cloud" was pressing down on Yang Mo, the scene suddenly changed. Under the fan... A visible vortex was formed. The vortex was formed by the rapid reunification of the air. It was gray, and just looking at it made one feel that it was extremely powerful. One could imagine how terrifying it would be if they were sucked into it.

"F * ck!" Even though Yang Mo was the young master of Yang family, he couldn't help but curse when he saw this scene.

"Yang Mo, blame your bad luck. I was going to deal with your brother, but since he is willing to be a coward, then you have to bear it!" Ye Zhun said with a sneer.

In the past few years, in order to get revenge for Yang Wei's sword strike, Ye Zhun had put his life on the line of cultivation. He racked his brains and studied the Flowing Cloud Art in his family. Especially the "Three Flowing Cloud Slashes" that he had practiced before, he had even mastered it and even created a combination of two styles. A move that doubled in power.

As a trump card, since it couldn't be used on Yang Wei, then it would be up to your younger brother, Yang Mo, to bear it!

"Get lost!" Ye Zhun said in a cold voice. The light from the fan became even more dazzling. At the same time, the vortex rapidly expanded and trapped Yang Mo. Then, "Bang! Bang!" Yang Mo was hit by the powerful airflow and was sent flying. He fell heavily outside the arena.

"You!"

"Yang Mo fell to the ground. His gorgeous clothes were already in tatters. His entire body was in unbearable pain. Blue veins bulged on his face, and the corner of his mouth was already dripping with blood. Suddenly, Yuan Qi was unable to suppress it as he spat out another mouthful of blood. He fainted.

"This match, the Ye family's Ye Zhun wins!" The Ye family's square formation cheered. It was all because of the Yang family's arrogance at the beginning. Now, no matter who it was, they felt great seeing the Yang family lose.

"I didn't expect that Zhu-er's comprehension of the Flowing Cloud Art would reach such a degree!" Ye Tianxuan was also shocked by what he saw. He had also practiced the Three Flowing Cloud Slashes. Attacking one by one might be possible, but to attack together like him... Ye Tianxuan could never do it himself. He was very satisfied with his son after thinking about it.

This time, the Yang family had undoubtedly become the biggest joke. From the beginning until now, only one person from the Yang family had won. Two of them had died and one had been injured. It could be said that they had suffered a great loss. As for the other families, Ye Kun was the only one from the Ye family who had suffered some minor injuries. The other families didn't suffer any major injuries. The Wan family was even more miraculous. Up until now, not a single one of them had been injured. Instead, the dark horse, Wan Hao, had killed two men from the Yang family in a row. It could be said that he had truly held his head high for once.

The following battles were even more exciting. Wan Yu had encountered Ye Lan from the Ye family. Unfortunately, she was only one move away from the fight and was defeated by Ye Lan. On the other hand, Wan Yu was defeated by Yang Wu from the Yang family. If it wasn't for the fact that he admitted defeat in time, he would have been teleported out immediately. He was afraid that he would have lost his life in there.

Fortunately, Wan Hao and Wan Yun were here. Along the way, all the disciples of the Yang family were killed before they could even call out their surrender. It could be said that they were domineering, giving the Wan family an awe-inspiring reputation. Everyone who was watching the match understood what was going on. It seemed like the hatred between the two families had deepened. After the Phoenix Cry Competition, a storm of blood was unavoidable.