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At the moment when Luo Yan made his move, the local alliance's warriors also moved their bodies, and started to attack the outside world's Alliance's warriors. The moment Luo Yan moved, the local alliance's warriors started to move their bodies, and started to attack the outside world's Alliance's warriors, and although fifty of their teammates had been killed, and they were somewhat fearful.

With his perception, he had discovered that this young man was actually a Medial Grade Martial Master. Seven days ago, this young man was still a Primary Martial Master, and he had not even reached the Great Perfection Stage. How could he dare to believe that a mere seven days would allow him to become a Medial Grade Martial Master? However, Luo Yan was obviously very confident in his strength. His speed did not decrease but instead increased as he rushed towards Yi Feng.

Yi Feng waved his arm, and all of the martial artists behind him instantly rushed out, looking for their respective opponents to stand against. They hadn't lost any strength in the last round, so they weren't afraid of the enemy's force.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The noise from the crowd was unceasing. It was obvious that the battle was extremely intense and various types of Zhen Qi were gushing out. The entire arena looked extremely gorgeous as their figures flashed endlessly.

No matter how chaotic the battle was, no one interfered with Luo Yan's fight. The two of them represented both sides' strongest strengths, and the local alliance's martial practitioners all knew that Luo Yan, as a Peak Martial Grand Master, would even dare to fight against an ordinary beginner grandmaster. He was more than enough to deal with a Medial Grade Martial Master.

The outside world's martial practitioners were not worried about Yi Feng. Even if Luo Yan was a grandmaster level expert, they would not frown at all for Yi Feng. This was because they believed in Yi Feng's strength.

The Zhanmadao in his hand did not seem to have any weight. Luo Yan's movements were ingenious. Every strike was aimed at the weakest point of Yi Feng, showing how much combat experience he had.

After using up Luo Yan's attack, Yi Feng took a few steps back. Luo Yan's attack was extremely powerful. In terms of pure strength, Yi Feng was weaker than him.

"Hmph. What, you're done for so quickly?" Luo Yan sneered as he watched Yi Feng retreat. His body continued to chase after him, slashing towards Yi Feng with his saber.

Yi Feng's expression did not change. He raised his spear to receive the blow, and his body slightly lowered. With a stern look in his eyes, he let go of the long spear and thrust it towards Luo Yan's chest.

Luo Yan sneered and blocked Yi Feng's attack with his saber. Just as he was about to cut Yi Feng's palm off with his saber, his eyes narrowed.

While pressing his palm against Luo Yan's blade, Yi Feng waved his other hand. The long spear in his hand suddenly thrust toward Luo Yan's throat. The tip of the spear was like the tongue of a venomous snake, overflowing with killing intent.

Luo Yan did not even think before rolling on the ground, awkwardly dodging Yi Feng's spear. He did not expect this young man's spear skill to be so clever.

Luo Yan was not given a chance. Luo Yan, who was constantly thrusting his spear towards the ground, was swept up in dust, and Luo Yan barely managed to dodge Yi Feng's piercing attack. With the support of his saber, he leapt into the air, and for the first time, a grave look appeared on his face.

Seeing Luo Yan soar into the sky, Yi Feng seemed to have planned this beforehand. He shook his long spear, and countless spear shadows shot towards Luo Yan. Luo Yan, who was still in the air, couldn't avoid this spear at all.

Luo Yan's expression changed. A grim look flashed across his eyes as he raised the saber with both of his hands. With an angry shout, he struck the spear shadows that filled the sky without any fancy tricks at all.

With a bang, the entire battlefield became silent. Everyone looked at Yi Feng and Luo Yan who were standing in the middle of the arena. Both of them were slightly out of breath, but there were no injuries.

Yi Feng was shocked, Luo Yan's attack just now didn't use any martial skills. It was entirely based on his own tyrannical combat power, which was a little scary. Yi Feng had used a high level martial skill, yet his opponent had only used brute force to withstand it.

It was difficult for Luo Yan to meet his match among the Martial Masters of the local alliance. His innate supernatural strength, coupled with his true qi, was not inferior to ordinary high level Martial Skills. This was also what Luo Yan was so proud of.

With a "puchi" sound, a long sword pierced through the chest of a warrior of the alliance. Just when the warrior of the alliance wanted to strike another blow, the alliance member suddenly burst out laughing, grabbed the sword with both of his hands, and directly grabbed his opponent's neck with a brutal look in his eyes.

A miserable scream echoed throughout the arena as a piece of flesh was bitten off. However, the outside alliance martial artist's life was also gone. His eyes dimmed and his body slowly fell to the ground.

"F * ck, you want to die?" Clutching the wound on his neck with his left hand, the local alliance member chopped off his head with his sword.

Almost at the same moment when this local alliance member chopped off the black-clothed warrior's head, three shadows flashed and arrived nearby. They all shouted, "Die for your father."

The three swords ruthlessly pierced through the warrior, sending blood and flesh flying everywhere. Looking at their brother who had his head cut off from his body, the three of them roared out and started fighting with their opponent once again.

The fight in the arena was a fight between life and death, and it was a bloody scene. Warriors were constantly falling into pools of blood, making the battle even more intense and bloody.

Yi Feng's eyes flashed with killing intent as he watched his subordinates fall one by one. His expression was extremely cold. The long spear in his hand thrust towards Luo Yan, bringing with it a boundless killing intent.

He raised his saber, preparing to fight. However, his pupils slightly contracted, and his eyes were immediately filled with rage, because Yi Feng's figure had disappeared, and in the next moment, he appeared behind a low level Martial Master from the local alliance, his long spear ruthlessly piercing through his opponent. No one knew who attacked him, but he fell into a pool of blood.

After killing this Martial Grand Master, Yi Feng moved like a ghost behind another Martial Master and thrusted his spear forward again. However, it was blocked by a large saber. An angry voice was heard: "Your opponent is me."

"Hmph." Yi Feng harrumphed and disappeared once again with Wind Walk. He threw his spear with one hand, and the long spear was like a crossbow arrow, nailing a fighting local Alliance Martial Master to the ground. The long spear was even half a meter into the ground.

Seeing his opponent suddenly nailed to the ground, this martial artist from the World Alliance shivered. Luckily, Yi Feng was his commander, if Yi Feng was his enemy, then he might be the one who was nailed to the ground.

Yi Feng was so fast that even the average Grandmaster could not catch up with him. Luo Yan's eyes were bloodshot. Yi Feng had already killed several people in the blink of an eye, yet he had failed to beat them.

One had to know that when Yi Feng had attacked, he had restrained his Qi, and with the help of the Resting Dress, no one had known that Yi Feng was approaching. Only when the spear had pierced him did he realize that he was going to bid farewell to this world forever.

"Aren't you going to save him? Let me see how you're going to save him!" Yi Feng sneered, his body did not move, his long spear stabbed into the ground in front of him, his hands weirdly formed hand seals, constantly forming hand seals. In almost an instant, three restrictions appeared in front of Yi Feng, his eyes became stern, and Yi Feng softly said, "Seal."

In an instant, they had entered the bodies of the three local Alliance Warriors. The bodies of the three of them trembled, and they were unable to move at all. The next moment, what awaited them was death, and the swords and sabers had pierced through the three of them.

After Yi Feng's sneak attack, at least seven to eight people from the local alliance died at his hands. After Yi Feng's sneak attack, at least seven to eight people from the local alliance died at his hands.

Luo Yan's eyes were almost bleeding. Watching his teammates being slaughtered by Yi Feng had almost driven him crazy. Looking at Yi Feng, his eyes were filled with killing intent. If looks could kill, Yi Feng would have been killed thousands of times by Luo Yan.

"Didn't you want to kill me?" Yi Feng laughed lightly. Then, his eyes revealed killing intent as he said in a stern voice, "Before killing others, you must be prepared to be killed. You, must die today!"

Killing intent filled every corner of the arena. Those warriors who were still in the resting room were startled. The external alliance was excited, but the local alliance felt a chill down their spines.

Luo Yan had gone completely crazy. With a saber in his hand, he charged towards Yi Feng. He only had killing intent in his body. If he didn't kill Yi Feng, then all one hundred and fifty people from the local alliance would perish here today.

"Brothers, finish this battle as soon as possible. Kill them all!" Yi Feng let out a loud shout and welcomed Luo Yan.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Yi Feng could be said to be mobilizing the momentum of all the warriors in the outside world. Everyone was filled with a heroic spirit. They were good at fighting with more people.

Although the local alliance had a few warriors, but they were not weak, and still resisted with all their might. They would not be completely killed in a short time.

The spear dissipated Luo Yan's attack. However, his body took a few steps back. Yi Feng chuckled and his body moved. He began to flee in all directions, not fighting with Luo Yan head on at all.

Yi Feng was not someone who couldn't beat Luo Yan. He wanted Luo Yan to see his subordinates die one by one. Without absolute power as a trump card, he would have to pay the price for his arrogance.

Luo Yan originally wanted to learn the cultivation method of Yi Feng and sneak attack the outside world's martial artists, but Yi Feng's speed was extremely fast. Luo Yan originally wanted to learn the technique of Yi Feng and sneak attack the outside world's martial artists, but Yi Feng's speed was extremely fast.

Most of the fights on the battlefield were one-on-one. A few fights were fought during the second world war, but soon after, some warriors from the local alliance were killed. The extra warriors from the external alliance joined the other fights.

As time passed, miserable screams sounded one after another, and the warriors of the local alliance fell one after another.

At this moment, the audience all revealed expressions of shock. Some couldn't even bear to watch any longer. The first round was a slaughter, while the second round was a farce. What about the third?

The young man in white seemed to have decided the entire battlefield. The faint smile on his face was not in harmony with the torturous fighting scene. The young man's figure was carved into everyone's hearts.