Feng Chen seemed to be very unfriendly towards Ye Xingchen. His eyes that were as cold as swords glanced at Ye Xingchen, which was extremely unfriendly.
"Those experts on the Prodigy List are worse than trash, and they actually let a guy like you get here!"
Feng Chen spoke again, and his words were deliberately insulting Ye Xingchen.
Hearing this, Ye Xingchen's eyes flashed coldly. He has always had the character of being respectful to others, and giving back to others when they bully me.
This Feng Chen was very targeted at him as soon as he came up, for no reason, and Ye Xingchen said that he had no grievances or enmities with this person, and he didn't even know him at all, but the other party started to insult himself in his words. For such a person, Ye Xingchen really couldn't think of anything that required patience and compromise.
"Haha, then let Ye show your strength!"
Ye Xingchen spoke with a hint of smile, without any anger in his tone, he just spoke calmly.
"Buzz!"
The golden red blood flowed out of the body, and the silver sun shone in the void behind him. The whole body was surrounded by bright stars. Suddenly, a powerful aura surge spread over ten feet around. Ye Xingchen stepped on the dragon and turned towards Feng Chen who was not far away. !
"Let me ruin this miracle for you!"
At the same time, Feng Chen also moved and spoke sternly, and the powerful fluctuations in his cultivation level that belonged to the middle stage of the Tianpo realm exploded around him!
"Buzz!"
Feng Chen took one step forward, and as if a violent wind was roaring, endless wind blades surged around his body. Each wind blade was dozens of feet in size, cutting through the void and slashing towards Ye Xingchen!
Feng Chen's nickname is "Fengjuan Bahuang", and now he is worthy of this nickname.
Buzz…
Above the void, it seemed as if it was drowned by cyan light. The wind blades cut through the void, slashing horizontally and vertically across the sky with the terrifying power of cutting everything!
With this hand alone, even ordinary monks who have reached the middle stage of the Heavenly Soul Realm will be unable to withstand it. In an instant, they will be inflicted with countless terrible wounds by these countless wind blades. The end will be extremely miserable, and even if they don't die, they will be seriously injured.
"Wind Blade?"
Ye Xingchen looked at the wind blades that were slashing towards him from all over the sky. He was very familiar with this attack method. The second change of the Thunderous Sun Formation was a similar attack. Therefore, he knew how to deal with these wind blades. Understand everything clearly.
Two three-inch stars appeared in front of the chest. The bright starlight shone out from the body and surrounded the whole body. The golden red blood was strong and vigorous, flowing like the Yangtze River, like a bloody sun!
With the power of the physical body activated, supplemented by golden-red blood energy, and the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi Realm, Ye Xingchen felt at this moment that he had become a little star in the universe. Although his physical strength was small, he could withstand any challenge. attack.
"Tsk...dong..."
In an instant, Feng Chen's wind blade hit Ye Xingchen, making bursts of chirping sounds, and the intense cutting power and scraping power surged crazily. The world seemed to become distorted, and people's hearts were everywhere. Terrible power.
Even with the existence of the Yuanli mask, those Beidou disciples sitting in the front row of the arena closest to the battle stage could clearly feel the pain on their faces, and the exposed skin seemed to be pricked by needles. It was extremely painful. Uncomfortable.
However, Feng Chen's expression on the battlefield changed slightly. Although his wind blade attacks were extremely intensive and completely enveloped Ye Xingchen, he could clearly see that Ye Xingchen was completely unscathed at this moment.
What's even more strange is that Ye Xingchen's figure is constantly swimming and running in a small area, like a carp in the lake, extremely flexible, and as he moves, although the wind blade hits him, The places where the slashes hit were the weakest points of the wind blade. Even if the slashes on Ye Xingchen made a scoffing sound, they were perfectly resisted by the power of his body.
It was as if Ye Xingchen had a clear grasp of the trajectory of his wind blade. It could even be said that he understood it completely and could pass by it accurately and accurately.
Although the wind blades seemed to be coming all over the sky, as if they were countless, there were actually only a few dozen. When the last wind blade struck Ye Xingchen but had no effect, the battlefield returned to calm again.
Ye Xingchen stood proudly on top of him, his black hair billowing, and there was no trace of embarrassment or injury on his body. He had just dealt with all Feng Chen's wind blade attacks as if he was just strolling around.
"snort!"
Feng Chen snorted coldly. Although he was very shocked that Ye Xingchen could handle his wind blade attack without any damage, he just snorted coldly, and his figure slowly became blurred, and he wanted to use more powerful methods.
"howl!"
Ye Xingchen suddenly heard sounds like roars of giants echoing throughout the void. The entire battlefield seemed to turn into a world of howling winds in an instant. The green light of Yuanli appeared in the sky, drowning everything and covering everything.
A giant cyan shadow hundreds of feet tall stepped out from it like a demon. Every time he took a step, a strong wind roared in the void, making people's eardrums hurt, as if they were about to explode at any time.
His whole body is blue, his hair is like steel wire, and he doesn't have any amazing muscles all over his body. Although his body is big but not burly, he is wearing a robe of wind. The strange thing is that his feet can't be seen clearly, as if they are shrouded in a strong Inside the cyan energy!
This is the incarnation of Feng Chen's hard work... the Wind Messenger!
However, when the incarnation of the Wind Messenger took eight steps in a row, its whole body was once again enveloped in endless cyan light, and its breath surged like waves, as if a more terrifying power had awakened!
Feng Chen on the battlefield was staring at Ye Xingchen. A blue vortex suddenly emerged from the depths of his eyes that shone like swords. At the same time, a hand suddenly appeared from the strong green light in the void behind him!
"laugh!"
The cyan light was torn apart by a sharp force, and a huge figure walked out, but behind it, a huge vortex appeared, from which terrifying fluctuations that seemed to come from the hell of wind were continuously released!
At this moment, the appearance of the Wind Messenger has also changed slightly. The original cyan figure has become darker, and now his feet can be seen clearly, but there is a sense of erraticity, as if he will feel dizzy if he looks at it for a long time.
"Ye Xingchen! Let you see my Eight Desolations Storm...the Second Level Wind Venerable!"
A conceited smile appeared on Feng Chen's face, and then he took a step forward, while Lord Feng in the void behind him also took a step forward, making a rumble, but instantly transformed into a stream of cyan light and entered Feng Chen's body.
In just one or two breaths, Feng Chen transformed into his original appearance as Lord Feng, with his hair standing upright like a steel wire, and his feet clearly stepping on the void, but as if weightless, he became erratic, and could even levitate and dive out of thin air for a period of time.
Under this situation, Ye Xingchen also frowned slightly, but his speed did not slow down. Staring at Feng Chen who was constantly levitating and diving at extremely fast speeds, a cold light emerged in Ye Xingchen's bright eyes.
"It seems that a trump card is about to be revealed..."
