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When the four people heard the sound and turned their heads, they immediately saw blood splashing all over the sky. One of Yang Fei's arms was broken at the shoulder level. The broken arm separated from the body and fell into the air.
Yang Fei kept letting out shrill and painful screams.
call!
Yang Hong, whose face darkened, did not dare to hesitate any more. As he raised his hand, invisible force swept out and grabbed his son's broken arm in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly clasped the broken arm to the gap of his son's broken arm, trying to help his son reconnect the broken arm.
call out!
Another short-lived sword whistle came, but Yang Hong and others still didn't have time to react.
Snapped!
"snort!"
There was still the sound of something breaking, accompanied by a cold snort of suppressed pain, but it was the hand of Yang Peak Master 'Yang Hong' holding his son's broken arm that was cut off at shoulder level.
Before he could help his son reattach his broken arm, his own arm was also severed.
For a moment, the two severed arms that were tightly linked fell into the air and fell into the burning magma that continuously spewed out from Yangfeng, and were burned to ashes.
During this process, Yang Hong and others did not dare to make any further moves.
They are so 'honest' only because of one person's words.
"Whoever dares to help them reattach their broken arm will have his arm broken too!"
The cold and solemn words reached the ears of Yang Hong and others, causing a chill to rise in their hearts.
However, they did not dare to doubt each other's words.
"Who...are you?"
Yang Hong stopped the blood that was constantly spurting out from the wound on his broken arm, and looked at the young man in purple in front of him with a slightly pale face, with a bit of fear and horror in his eyes.
The Yangfeng Protector Elder and the two Yangfeng Peak Masters are now looking at the young man in purple in front of them with solemn expressions.
The two consecutive sword strikes just now were made by the young man in purple. They were so fast that they didn't even have time to react.
From this, they can judge.
The strength of this young man in purple is not inferior to them, maybe even stronger!
After Yang Fei stopped bleeding, he closed his mouth tightly. Although he was angry, he also knew that he could not afford to offend Ke'er and Li Fei's fiancé.
"How can the fiancés of those two bitches be so strong?!"
Yang Fei kept roaring with anger in his heart, full of unwillingness.
In terms of appearance and temperament, he was crushed by the other party, which made him feel ashamed.
Now, realizing that the other party's strength is far superior to his, he feels unwilling to give in, "He looks younger than me, how can he have such a strong cultivation level?"
"Demon! He must be a demon! A demon that has lived for hundreds of years!"
Finally, Yang Fei began to comfort himself, "Those two bitches are really bitches! They actually found a demon that has lived for hundreds of years to be their fiancé."
"I want to see Ke'er and Li Fei..."
The colorful sword light on Duan Lingtian and the power of heaven and earth in the void above his head had dissipated before they had time to converge into the vision of heaven and earth. He stared at Yang Hong with cold eyes and spoke lightly.
His gaze seemed calm, but in fact it contained hidden murderous intent, giving people a sense of great pressure, like a huge boulder pressing down on them.
"After thirty breaths, if I don't see them...your son will definitely die!"
Later, Duan Lingtian bluntly threatened the master of Yangfeng Peak, Yang Hong.
"You haven't answered me yet, who are you?"
When had Yang Hong been threatened like this? His face became increasingly uglier, and the milky white flames transformed from his body's Yuan Li surged, and then turned into fiery red flames.
Around the fiery red flames, thick purple lightning bolts danced.
Buzz!
As the sword flashed, the purple lightning bolt flames wrapped around Yang Hong's body turned into a giant sword-shaped flame in an instant, as if it could pierce the boundless sky.
The secret of fire!
The secret of thunder!
The secret of the sword!
At the same time, as a fiery red sword appeared in Yang Hong's hand, in the void above his head, the power of heaven and earth was turbulent, and soon gathered into a strange phenomenon of heaven and earth.
The phantoms of ancient blue dragons gradually appeared, covering the sky and the sun, and their momentum was like a rainbow.
For a moment, the phantoms of four ancient blue dragons appeared together, making the hundreds of phantoms of ancient horned dragons that appeared with them inconspicuous, as if they were dispensable.
The eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm!
A first-grade spiritual sword!
The secret of the Eighth Level Imperial Fire!
The secret of the five-level imperial sword!
The secret of the triple imperial realm thunder!
This is Yang Hong's entire strength.
Once it is fully exerted, it can exert the power of four ancient blue dragons, plus the power of nearly a thousand ancient horned dragons.
"I said, I am Ke'er and Li Fei's fiancé... I don't want to repeat it a third time! Besides, there are still twenty-five breaths left."
Facing Yang Hong, who had four phantoms of ancient blue dragons above his head, plus nearly a thousand phantoms of ancient horned dragons, Duan Lingtian's expression remained unchanged and he said lightly: "After twenty-five breaths, if I still see them, you will give them to me." Son, collect the body!"
"Then it depends on whether you have that ability!"
Yang Hong, who was originally filled with anger because of Duan Lingtian's threat, could no longer hold back after being threatened by Duan Lingtian for the second time. He shouted loudly and rushed towards Duan Lingtian.
Although, the two swords Duan Lingtian used earlier seemed to him to be extremely fast, and he didn't even have time to react.
However, he was comforting himself subconsciously. That was because he did not focus on the other party and did not prepare in advance. Otherwise, he would definitely be able to take the opponent's two swords.
Buzz!
Yang Hong burst through the air at an extremely fast speed. As the knife in his hand shook, his whole body seemed to turn into a giant flaming knife wrapped with thick purple lightning bolts.
The giant flaming sword shot out of the air, exuding bursts of burning aura. Wherever it passed, air waves rolled and turned into scorching strong winds that swept out in all directions.
For a moment, everyone present felt hot air blowing on their faces, as if they were in a furnace.
"die!"
Seeing that the fiery red giant sword that was slashing down in vain had reached not far from Duan Lingtian's head, Yang Hong's violent voice sounded in time.
boom!
At the same time, the flames on the flaming giant sword surged again, and the thick purple lightning bolts surrounding it became thicker, and a terrifying aura swept across it.
Buzz!
The increased power on the flaming giant sword caused its speed and power to reach the extreme, whizzing down towards Duan Lingtian, trying to split Duan Lingtian in half.
For a moment, everyone present held their breath.
"Die! Die!"
Yang Fei's eyes showed a look of madness. In his opinion, after his father's sword fell, the young man in purple who cut off his arm would definitely be broken in half.
Unlike Yang Hong and his son, who were somewhat irrational, the Yangfeng Protector Elder and the other two deputy peak masters frowned, with an ominous premonition in their hearts.
On the other hand, look at the woman in red next to Duan Lingtian, Feng Tianwu.
She was seen standing there quietly, her face unchanged as she faced the knife that broke through the air and struck Duan Lingtian beside her, as if she didn't notice it at all.
As for Xiong Quan and Jin Sha behind Duan Lingtian, their faces were calm now.
Like Feng Tianwu, he is full of confidence in Duan Lingtian.
Buzz!
The giant flaming sword fell from the sky, accompanied by bursts of hot breath, and landed on Duan Lingtian's head, making Duan Lingtian feel as if he was in a sea of fire.
When the flaming giant sword was close at hand, Duan Lingtian still didn't make any move, but the power in his body had already risen, and in the blink of an eye he turned into three colorful dragons.
The three colorful dragons were surrounded by solid sword auras, and each time they quickly swept around Duan Lingtian's body, they were like sharp swords piercing the air, with great speed.
Wherever the three colorful divine dragons passed, a light shield surrounded Duan Lingtian's body. A multicolored light shield protected Duan Lingtian inside.
boom!
At this time, the flaming giant sword fell and hit the light shield around Duan Lingtian's body.
For a moment, the light shield trembled.
Every time the power on the flaming giant sword erupts, the five-colored light shield will be weakened a bit. However, even if the power on the flaming giant sword has almost finished erupting, the five-colored light shield has not been broken.
"How can it be?!"
Yang Hong's face changed drastically when he was surrounded by the giant flaming sword, and his eyes looked incredible.
"Nothing is impossible."
As if responding to Yang Hong's words, Duan Lingtian spoke calmly.
Immediately afterwards, his hand flew out like lightning and grabbed the first-grade spiritual knife in Yang Hong's hand. Without fear of the power above, he snatched it from Yang Hong's hand.
In an instant, Yang Hong's expression changed again.
Take the knife from him with your bare hands?
You must know that his sword contains the power of four ancient blue dragons, plus the power of nearly a thousand ancient horned dragons.
For a moment, as if he had noticed something, Yang Hong suddenly raised his head and looked at the void above the head of the purple-clothed young man in front of him, where the vision of heaven and earth had already been condensed and formed.
For a moment, the phantoms of four ancient blue dragons, plus the phantoms of three thousand ancient horned dragons, came into his eyes, making his face turn extremely pale.
No spiritual weapon is used, just defensive martial arts are used. The power of one body is comparable to the power of four ancient blue dragons, plus the power of three thousand ancient horned dragons.
He is stronger than the one who used the first-grade spiritual sword and has the power of more than two thousand ancient horned dragons!
For a moment, Yang Hong realized the gap between himself and the young man in purple in front of him. It was a gap like a chasm.
"Who the hell is he?!"
The faces of the Yangfeng Protector Elder and the two other Yangfeng Deputy Peak Masters changed greatly.
Although they were mentally prepared, they never expected that the other party's power would surpass Yang Hong's, who used a first-grade spiritual weapon, without using a spiritual weapon.
"How can it be?!"
The scene in front of him made Deyang Fei's face turn pale, his pupils shrank, he couldn't believe that all this was true.
Whoosh!
At this moment, Duan Lingtian moved, and the first-grade spiritual knife that he snatched from Yang Hong's hand shook, and he fiercely plucked it out at Yang Hong.
The blade fell on Yang Hong, and the powerful force blew Yang Hong away. He flew hundreds of meters like an arrow from a string before he stopped.
"Wow!"
"Wow!!"
…
For a moment, Yang Hong vomited out blood one after another, and his face turned extremely pale.
"Twenty breaths left."
Duan Lingtian spoke coldly.
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