C11

Golden light filled the sky, scorching everyone!

"Hiss —"

When the crowd saw such an astonishing scene, they felt even more pain on their skin. How could they dare to hesitate? They all sucked in a breath of cold air and retreated with faces full of fear.

This time, Ye Zhen is really finished! Ye Feiyang was enraged, with such strength, who in the younger generation can be his match? "

"As expected of our Ye Family's number one genius, that little piece of trash thought that he would come back after getting a chance to show off his strength, but unfortunately, he's not even worth mentioning in front of Cousin Feiyang!"

"Heh heh, an ant trying to shake a tree is overestimating himself. Let's take a gamble and see how many moves that little trash loses. How about it?"

"Let me guess one thing. Once elder cousin Feiyang gets angry, how can he possibly defend against it?"

"I also want to make a guess. Hahaha …"

Everyone retreated back to the periphery, and looked at Ye Zhen with eyes full of schadenfreude.

Ye Feiyang was bathed in the dazzling golden light. The light around his body was bright and resplendent, like a sharp sword of the sun, exuding a terrifying aura that caused one's heart to tremble!

"Ye Zhen, I, Ye Feiyang, will let you know right now, trash will always be trash. Even if he jumps for the time being, he will still not be able to escape the fate of being trash! In the past, you were useless, and will always be so. Because now, I will cripple you forever! "

Ye Feiyang's eyes were filled with contempt. He opened his hands, and a gigantic golden sword condensed from the sun's light appeared!

Stepping forward, his body soared into the sky, holding onto the gigantic golden sword with both of his hands, he slashed at Ye Zhen with a suffocating aura!

Ye Zhen's pupils contracted slightly, but he was not afraid. He extended his fists, and the black golden light quickly formed into a gigantic shield, on top of the shield, burning with green bamboo flames.

Ye Feiyang was a cultivation level at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and with the power of the Sun Sword, its attack was incredibly powerful. Even if he used all of his strength to fight, he was definitely not a match for it.

Therefore, he could not fight now, and could only passively block. As long as he could block this strike, Ye Feiyang would be in a state where he would gradually be unable to continue forward, and then …

"Hehe, you are indeed a piece of trash. Your battle experience is so low!" With Ye Feiyang's might, he actually still dared to directly block it, with just his shield alone, he was able to block Ye Feiyang's Sword of the Sun? This is so stupid! "

"Hmph, then what do you think he can do? The sword qi had already locked onto his aura. Even if he wanted to dodge, where could he go? In the end, no matter how much he struggles, only death awaits him! "

"Hahaha, I told you that cousin Feiyang could completely cripple him with a single move. Look, isn't that right?"

"Hehe, this little trash is not as simple as crippling him. If his shield could not block 80% of elder cousin Feiyang's attack, then he would have been split into two halves and would have died a miserable death!"

Seeing Ye Zhen use his shield to block, not daring to retaliate or evade, and instead passively taking a beating, the ridicule in everyone's eyes grew even stronger.

"Bam!"

With a loud sound, the airflow exploded and light splashed out!

Ye Feiyang's giant golden sword fiercely slashed at the shield in front of Ye Zhen, causing a blinding light to erupt. As for the ground that Ye Zhen was standing on, it immediately caved in.

Ye Zhen's face paled as a trickle of fresh blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

As for the shield in his hand, with a "kacha" sound, countless cracks began to appear and spread outwards.

"Hahaha …" Ye Zhen, now do you know my true strength? If I say I cripple you, I'll definitely cripple you! This sword is not over yet! "

Ye Feiyang held the Sun Sword in his hand, his entire body shone with a golden light, as though he was a god himself. His face was filled with pride, and all the energy in his body continued to flow towards the giant sword s.

Ye Zhen raised the light shield with both of his hands, with blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, his eyes was cold and resolute, gritting his teeth he continued to resist the power of the sword!

"Crack!"

After a few breaths, the shield of light was no longer able to withstand the sharp edge of the Sun Blade. With a wail, it broke apart!

"Hahahaha …"

Ye Feiyang laughed arrogantly, the giant sword in his hands did not slow down at all and ruthlessly slashed at Ye Zhen's bare fists!

How could he defend against this sword strike?

"Ahh, looking at the situation, that brat is definitely not going to be able to live. With the Sun Sword cutting down, how is he going to block with just his physical body? As expected of the number one genius of my Ye Family, Flight, such strength is truly gratifying. "

Not far away, a few middle-aged men smiled, seeing that Ye Zhen was about to be killed, they did not have any intentions of stopping him.

"Clang!"

Just when everyone thought that Ye Feiyang's Sword of the Sun would slash Ye Zhen into two, the gigantic golden sword was actually blocked by Ye Zhen's pair of fists!

Furthermore, the two fists were actually shining with a dark golden luster. It was as if the surface of his skin had suddenly turned into a magical equipment. Under the golden sword's cleaving down, it actually emitted a metallic hum!

"What!?" "Impossible!"

"How is this possible!"

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

And beneath a large tree not far away, stood a tall and slender girl. She was Ye Ling who had followed behind Ye Zhen and returned.

At this moment, the girl's mouth was wide open with a look of disbelief on her face.

That pair of fists, was actually a Medium Grade Magic Tool!

Ye Feiyang was even more shocked. Caught off guard, the Sun Sword in his hand trembled, and the Spiritual Energy in his body became unstable. As soon as his body landed on the ground, he staggered a few steps back.

This was a godsend chance, how could Ye Zhen miss it!

His feet moved, and his body instantly became a row of afterimages. Just as Ye Feiyang was about to stand firm, two balls of green flame suddenly jumped out of his fists, and with a "bang" sound, they directly struck Ye Feiyang's chest!

"Chi!"

A burnt smell pervaded out, and the two balls of green bamboo flames suddenly entered Ye Feiyang's body through his pores!

Ah!

A piercing pain suddenly came as Ye Feiyang screamed miserably and flew out. "Pa!" He fell onto the ground heavily, raising a cloud of dust.

His clothes were completely burnt, and a large area of his chest was burnt black like ink.

The green bamboo flame attacked his heart, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. His mouth was actually on fire. His body suddenly twitched a few times, and his head tilted, fainting on the spot.

"Hmph. That's right. Trash is trash. As expected, he was able to take care of it in one strike."

Ye Zhen stood at his original position, blood trickling down from the corner of his mouth, but there was a smirk on his face, making him look rather demonic.

The entire arena was deathly silent.