C473 The Despair of the Wind Phoenix

Dongfang Shuo's entire body was like a whirlwind, pressing forward step by step. The surging purple qi was like an unending stream, crazily attacking Wan Hao. For a moment, they could tell that Dongfang Shuo had gained the upper hand.

The intense battle between the two of them naturally shook the entire fifth domain. The geniuses of the major powers who had entered this domain were rushing towards them at an abnormal speed, wanting to see who was fighting.

However, when they saw that it was Wan Hao and Dongfang Shuo fighting, they immediately stopped.

Dongfang Shuo's body was like a flying swan, the fiery whirlwind in his hand shone brightly. It was like the scorching sun in the clear sky. Suddenly, within the fiery whirlwind... A muffled sound was heard. Wan Hao, who had been dodging all this time, suddenly attacked. His sharp fingers were like an incomparably sharp dagger, and Myriad Transformation Genuine Qi was wrapped around it. It actually passed through the whirlwind and struck the swift figure with lightning speed.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound was emitted. The flame whirlwind suddenly came to a halt. A figure staggered back a dozen steps. The clothes on his shoulder had already been torn. Clearly, they had been broken by Wan Hao's sharp finger earlier.

The uproar around the battlefield instantly intensified. Regardless of whether it was Lau Hefeng on Wan Hao's side... Wu Liang, Zhao Yangtian, or the geniuses of the various large factions watching the battle by the side all had shocked expressions. Clearly, they did not expect that Dongfang Shuo, who had just launched a ferocious attack... * Hong Long...... *

"Heavens! What did I just see?! Young Emperor was actually injured by someone!" Among the surrounding geniuses, Feng Huang was the one that Dongfang Shuo admired the most. She was even more so than his elder brother, Feng Qingyang.

Because in her eyes, Dongfang Shuo was dazzling. Only a pearl like her was worthy of Dongfang Shuo. Furthermore, the undefeated legend of Dongfang Shuo had always been circulating in Eight Wasteland.

But now, the undefeated legend's creator, Dongfang Shuo, had been defeated! This was unacceptable to Feng Huang, who was a fan of Dongfang Shuo!

"Flower picker, you dare plot against Young Emperor! Die!" Phoenix was furious. She waved her long sleeve, and a two meter long white silk flew out from her sleeve. The white silk was branded with peach blossoms, dancing in the air. It appeared light and light, but in reality, there was a Great Dao hidden within it. It was a low-grade divine artifact!

"Boom!"

Before the white silk could touch Wan Hao, Dongfang Shuo attacked first. He condensed a purple qi with his finger and pointed it at the white silk. All of a sudden, the white silk emitted a strong light to resist. However, Feng Huang's strength was not as strong as Dongfang Shuo's. Dongfang Shuo's powerful suppression... * Hong Long...... *

"Who do you think you are? No one is allowed to interfere in our battle. If there is a next time, even if you are the pearl of the Feng family... I will kill him as well!" Dongfang Shuo's face was expressionless, and his angry voice echoed in everyone's ears. Not to mention Feng Huang, even the surrounding people were stunned!

"Young Young Emperor, what did you say?"

Feng Huang was stunned on the spot. Tears were welling up in her eyes. She couldn't believe Dongfang Shuo's words. She didn't believe that these words came out of Dongfang Shuo's mouth!

"I, Young Emperor, don't like to repeat what I have said. If you spout any more nonsense, die!"

After saying that, Dongfang Shuo ignored her. Surging purple qi covered his body, and his wounds were healing rapidly. He looked like an immortal king that had descended from the sky. He looked even more otherworldly and terrifying!

"Tap! Tap!"

Feng Huang's tears couldn't hold it any longer. They fell from her eyes and landed on the ground of the fifth domain. Due to the high temperature, the tears turned into wisps of white mist when they landed on the ground.

Her body suddenly trembled. She, Feng Huang, was a proud person. She was the pearl of the Feng family, an aristocratic family that had been passed down from generation to generation. It could be said that she had been doted on since she was young. Even the number one genius of the younger generation, Feng Qingyang, loved her dearly. Ever since she was young, there was nothing she couldn't get as long as it was what she wanted. She had always admired Young Emperor's heroic bearing. But now... When Dongfang Shuo stopped her and said those words... Feng Huang's mind was buzzing, and it was completely blank!

"Think about it when we get back!"

Just as Feng Huang was in despair, and her body felt as if it had been drained of all her strength, and she fell backwards, her brother, the prince of the Zhao family, Feng Qingyang, placed a hand on her shoulder and supported her as he spoke.

"Big brother! Wuuuu!"

Feng Huang could no longer hold back her tears. She cried like a weeping flower. She placed one hand on Feng Qingyang's shoulder and cried.

Feng Qingyang was also wholeheartedly devoted to martial arts. He did not know how to persuade his sister. He could only watch Feng Huang crying silently. However, he was thinking to himself, "Sister, don't cry. I will make Dongfang Shuo pay you back a hundred times for what you have lost today!"

"Dongfang Shuo, how can you live so long like this?" Wu Liang couldn't stand it any longer and spoke sarcastically.

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Dongfang Shuo was furious and glared at Wu Liang.

"What nonsense am I talking about? Did you eat too much? His brain short-circuited? No matter what, the pearl of the Feng family is a first-class beauty. She helped you out of kindness. Yet, you treated her like this. Tsk tsk, even the Buddhist monks felt pity for her when they saw her. You really don't understand the style!" Wu Liang looked at Dongfang Shuo with a gloating expression.

"You!"

At this moment, Dongfang Shuo's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out. He stared intently at Wu Liang. Immediately, he inhaled a deep breath of air and ignored him. Purple Yuan Qi swiftly surged out from his right palm.

Purple Yuan Qi rose and gathered in Dongfang Shuo's palm like a flame. The Yuan Qi swiftly shrunk and vaguely transformed into a palm-sized purple hot sun.

A wild and violent fluctuation was slowly emitted.

The schadenfreude on the side began to weaken. Many of the geniuses watched this scene with fear and trepidation. This Dongfang Shuo was clearly going to use his true strength to push the Yuan Qi in his body to the limit.

Wan Hao looked at Dongfang Shuo who was exerting all of his strength. He pursed his lips and his eyes instantly turned cold.

Both of his palms rotated as he circulated the Myriad Transformation True Spell. Above his Dantian and within the martial core, the green colored Myriad Transformation Genuine Qi began to vibrate rapidly at this moment. Layers of amplification rippled out.

Five lines, ten lines, thirteen lines, one line.

The green Myriad Transformation Genuine Qi wrapped around Wan Hao's palm. An overbearing aura also spread at this moment. It actually faintly showed signs of surpassing the wild and violent Spiritual Energy fluctuation of Dongfang Shuo.

When the Myriad Transformation Genuine Qi was amplified to thirteen, Wan Hao did not stop. During this period of time, he had once again practiced and comprehended the cultivation techniques that he had learned. The limit of the green martial core's amplification was not limited to just this!

Wan Hao narrowed his eyes. His eyes were as sharp as a blade.

"Bang!"

A slight buzzing sound seemed to be emitted from within his Dantian. Wan Hao's body suddenly shook.

Green Yuan Qi fluctuations surged out from within Wan Hao's body. The pressure from the powerful Yuan Qi instantly extinguished the surrounding flames.