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Yu Zihe was extremely shocked. That white curtain of light had an extremely strong defensive power. Not only that, but that white curtain of light was actually able to send him flying. Just what was that white curtain of light?

The long staff was inserted into the limestone floor, and Yu Zihe stopped moving. His chest heaved up and down, and his face was pale. Although he had not been injured just now, Yi Feng's position in his heart had skyrocketed.

Only Xue Yue and the others who had seen Yi Feng use the white rune before did not have any changes. The other people, including the ten Xiantian masters, all had a serious look in their eyes. Some of them even had greed flashing deep in their eyes.

Looking at Yi Feng on the scene, Liu Chuan was depressed in his heart. It was because this young man had the backing of a senior, he even had this kind of weird martial skill, but he himself, a dignified Xiantian master, could not take out any decent martial skills. At the same time, a trace of killing intent slowly grew in his heart.

Not only could the white charm character seal another person's cyclone, it could also be used to form a protective barrier. Yi Feng was becoming more and more familiar with the white charm character.

"Humph, it seems like you want to kill me." Yi Feng turned around and looked at Yu Zi He, his eyes filled with killing intent. If he hadn't been prepared, that attack would have taken his life.

"Cut the crap." Seeing the slightly dim white rune in front of Yi Feng, Yu Ziyang did not choose to attack immediately. His eyes were gloomy as he rotated the golden long rod in his hands. The shadow of the pole blocked Yu Zihe's figure behind him.

A wave of pressure emanated from Yu Zihe's pole shadow, like a storm of spears. The surrounding Qi of Heaven and Earth continued to surge towards the center of the pole.

Yi Feng knew that Yu Zi He wanted to forcefully break his white charm character. Not only that, but judging from the power of Yu Zi He's attack, the white character probably wouldn't be able to block it.

Calming his heart, Yi Feng began to spin the long spear in his hand, thrusting towards the void nonstop. Each thrust caused Yi Feng's long spear to become slower, until finally, Yi Feng's long spear seemed to stop moving.

"Sky Splitting Rod." Yu Zi He let out a mad roar and directly swung his rod towards Yi Feng.

At this moment, Yu Violet River's golden staff seemed to have grown thousands of times larger. There was nothing in the entire courtyard except for the shadows of the staff, which covered the entire courtyard.

The white rune in front of Yi Feng started to fluctuate the moment it came into contact with the staff. In just a breath's time, the white rune turned dim and then disappeared.

This staff strike was the strongest move among Yu Ziyang's staff techniques and was a high level martial skill. Even Yi Feng's Overlord Divine Spear was not inferior to it.

The white rune dispersed, and the sky-splitting staff swung towards Yi Feng. At this moment, everyone had the feeling that no one could withstand this staff strike. It was as if the entire sky was pressing down on them, making them unable to evade or resist.

Yi Feng's expression did not change at all. The main peak of the Xuan Dao Sect appeared in his mind once again. The feeling of looking down on the heavens and the earth once again filled his mind. Yi Feng had already grasped Rage Breaking Sky, but there was still a flaw in his comprehension. Yi Feng had yet to find an opportunity to comprehend it.

There was no sadness nor joy on his face. The long spear in his hand had completely stopped moving. Yi Feng just stared at the sky full of pole shadows, without any place to hide.

Yu Zihe laughed maniacally. His Sky Splitting Rod was one of his trump cards. Even an intermediate grandmaster might not be able to receive it. Now that he was defeated by this young man, he was proud of himself.

Just when everyone thought that Yi Feng had given up on defending, a light suddenly flashed in Yi Feng's eyes. He slowly raised the black spear in his hand and stabbed it towards the sky filled with pole shadows.

Even if this pole shadow is the sky, I, Yi Feng, will break it!

"Break." Yi Feng's long black hair moved without any wind, letting out a loud howl.

With a bang, a violent explosion sounded out. The weaker cultivators felt like they had lost their hearing for the moment. Not only that, everyone was shocked as they looked at where the two had clashed.

In the center of the pole shadows, Yi Feng's black spear was like a giant mountain, soaring through the clouds and towering over the world.

The black spear was like a huge dragon that directly broke through the attacks of the Ethereal Violet River. The moment the spear was pointed furiously at the sky, all of the pole shadows in the courtyard disappeared.

Following the violent explosion, a muffled grunt could be heard. Yu Zihe's figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the surrounding martial artists couldn't help but cry out.

At this moment, Yu Zihe's shirt was completely torn, and blood was continuously flowing out. Both of his hands were trembling. It was evident that Yi Feng's attack from earlier had seriously injured him.

Yi Feng's expression did not change. He did not look at Yu Zihe, but recalled that strike just now. The moment his long spear and staff clashed, Yi Feng felt that space tearing force once again.

In just an instant, Yi Feng did not reap any substantial benefits. It seemed that Yi Feng still had a long way to go before he could comprehend that power.

Yu Zi He's father, also known as the Elder of the Divine Music Valley, Yu Song Ming, had already reached the peak of shock in his heart. He was well aware of the strength of his own son, and even if he fought with an intermediate grandmaster, Yu Zi He might not lose.

Most of the people here were considered geniuses by others, but at this moment, everyone was thinking in their hearts: Compared to this young man, a genius is only mediocre.

In her heart, Yi Feng would never lose. Even if he died, Yi Feng would never lose. This was the man she liked, she would never lose!

Xue Yue's eyes were filled with confusion. In her heart, Yi Feng was always the young man that protected her in the Cloud Stream Pavilion. However, at this moment, she couldn't help but feel sad: this young man is getting further and further away from her.

As long as he held the spear in his hand, Yi Feng would have limitless fighting spirit. Looking at Yu Zi He, Yi Feng coldly said, "If you want to kill me, don't blame me for not showing mercy."

"Haha, haha, you think you can beat me like this? If I don't kill you today, I, Yu Zihe, will commit suicide here. " Yu Zihe's anger reached its peak. To be injured like this by a low level Martial Master in front of so many people, this was an absolute humiliation. He could only use his blood to wash it away; otherwise, how would he be able to establish himself in the future?

A killing intent filled the courtyard. At this moment, everyone present knew that today, one of them would surely die in battle.