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Yang Feng walked towards Luo Hao. Just a moment ago, he was extremely furious, but now, he was back in a calm state when he was about to fight.

Although Yang Feng thought that he had the confidence to kill Luo Hao, but with Yang Ping's previous example, Yang Feng had already been secretly careful, in case he turned the tables, and that was really a joke. When news of this reached the capital, the Yang family would not even have the face to walk through the Yang family's doors.

Luo Hao walked to the center of the emptiness and waited quietly for Yang Feng to arrive.

"The battle is about to start, Luo Hao, don't disappoint me, a fifty pieces of low grade crystal is enough for me to hug the girl for a month at the Spring Fragrance Restaurant."

"Stop dreaming, the seventh to the ninth stage is a crushing blow. But don't worry, once I take your money, I will invite you to the Spring Fragrance Pavilion to hug a lady for the night." "Haha."

"It's begun."

It was unknown who shouted, but countless pairs of eyes turned to look at him.

Yang Feng waved his palms, forming countless palm images that shot towards Luo Hao.

"The Yang family's Cloud Piercer, a high-grade Profound Rank martial skill, can turn two palms into four and four into eight. It is said that when practiced to the extreme, it can create countless palm shadows, making people unable to tell which one is real and which one is fake."

Someone recognized the martial skill Yang Feng was using and cried out.

Using Cloud Piercing Palm on the first try, Yang Feng obviously wanted to finish Luo Hao off in the shortest time possible. Bi Yi and Yang Family's face was more important, the pill treasures on the wall were even more attractive.

Seeing that countless palm prints were flying towards him with the intention to cut through the air, Luo Hao thought of the words of a certain great man in his previous life. It was definitely the truth, the truth of the matter.

Luo Hao formed fists with his palms. Without even thinking, two strikes of Rushing Thunder Often let out a sizzling sound as they flew towards Yang Feng.

The Yang family's Cloud Piercing Palm was about speed, and then it would form countless palm shadows to confuse the opponent. When the opponent was hesitating, the opponent would lose the initiative and be at a disadvantage.

However, Yang Hao didn't consider the fact that there were countless palm shadows attacking him. That one was real, that one was fake, and he directly struck it with full force. Although it was somewhat inconceivable, it was the most direct method to break the Cloud Piercing Palm.

After all, Cloud Piercing Palm was executed by humans. The main body was in front of them and attacking the main body was the only solution. Otherwise, it would be a waste of time.

"I thought that Luo Hao was powerful, but it turns out he is just a martial arts man. If the Yang family's Cloud Piercing Palm can be broken like him, then wouldn't the Yang family's martial skills be used as decorations?"

"This is good, Young Master Yang take care of Luo Hao earlier, then we can make use of this time to settle the matter of entering the inner sect. Although he wants to take care of everything, even if we get some pills from the soup, it would not be a waste to come here."

Although Liu Fei knew that Luo Hao's actual combat strength was higher than others by a stage, Luo Hao had never fought with anyone at the ninth stage of the soul nourishing stage before. It should be known that the higher one's realm was, the greater the difference in strength in level would be, and even if he was only slightly stronger than them, he would still be able to crush them.

Qiao Qingyun was even more nervous, clenching her teeth tightly, she clenched her fists, as though the one fighting was not Luo Hao, but her. When she regained her senses, she was a little confused, why was she so worried about Luo Hao's battle, could it be that she was fighting on the same path as him?

Long Ruojing rarely ever saw a life and death battle, and at the same time that she was nervous, she gestured with her interesting hands in front of her chest. Of course, she hoped that Luo Hao could defeat the detestable Yang Feng.

Just as people were guessing and feeling, their attacks collided.

Yang Feng's numerous afterimages finally turned into a palm, rushing towards Luo Hao with incomparable speed.

Bang!

The planet crashed into the volcano, creating a loud noise. Dust flew into the air as it enveloped the two of them.

When the dust finally settled, everyone was focused on what would happen to Luo Hao who had a lower cultivation level. Would he be seriously injured or would he no longer have any Qi?

However, when they saw it clearly, many people immediately froze.

Luo Hao stood there unmoving, as if he had not been through any battles.

Luo Hao was safe and sound!

After awakening from his stupor, an incredulous exclamation arose from the crowd.

After the intense clash, both sides could not stand still and were forced to retreat.

Luo Hao took eight steps back.

Yang Feng had only taken seven steps back.

This move, seemed to be slightly superior to Yang Feng.

But Yang Feng could not get excited no matter what. The ninth stage of the soul nourishing stage was only a step less than the opponent's, who was only at the seventh stage of the soul nourishing stage. The opponent did not receive any damage, and in the end, Yang Feng had still lost.

Yang Feng really wanted to know how Luo Hao did it, so he naturally did not ask, and Luo Hao even less would he tell others.

In this clash, Luo Hao's power was slightly weaker, but he had only used seventy percent of his power, so he believed that his opponent had not used his full strength.

Again!

This time, Luo Hao attacked first.

With another Rushing Thunder Palm strike, fast, with the force of black lightning, power, and white light rolling about, as if there was true lightning hidden within, it crushed all the way towards Yang Feng.

This time, the outcome would be decided, and the victor would be him.

With that thought in mind, Yang Feng turned his palm into a fist and punched towards Luo Hao, using 90% of his power.

Collapsing Mountain!

The force of the fist was deep and it contained immense strength. It could even break mountains and break water.

From the start, everyone only saw Yang Feng standing there, with him at the center, the air seemed to have been absorbed by him, it quickly rushed into Yang Feng's palm, causing his aura to reach a peak, forcing anyone who was near to him to retreat, they had no choice but to retreat, they had to retreat for a hundred steps, then they would be able to stay still.

"Looks like Yang Feng has used his full strength. He must be very dissatisfied with the previous clash and is prepared to defeat Luo Hao this time around. I don't think Luo Hao will be able to end up unscathed like before."

"Good luck Young Master Yang!"

In the beginning, Yang Feng had also retreated a few steps, but he believed that Yang Feng did not use his full strength, and was only using it as a probe. This time, he used Yang Feng's imposing manner, and used his fist to send out a whistling sound, and these people could all see that Yang Feng was using his full strength, so Luo Hao was destined to be struck, and might even be killed by Yang Feng's fist on the spot.

The two fists collided once again, producing a shocking sound. Smoke and dust once again rose up, blocking everyone's line of sight.

"AHH!"

However, a miserable scream came out, letting everyone know that someone was injured this time. It was Hao, everyone had this thought, but they felt that the scream did not sound like it came from Luo Hao.

This feeling was very strange.

When the dust settled, the entire arena fell into a deathly silence. Right, the kind of silence that could even be heard by a needle.

Everyone's thoughts became even more blank. They began to suspect that everything they saw was just an illusion. Many people even stretched out their hands and ruthlessly pinched their thighs. The pain was so painful that they couldn't help but cry out.

Thus, a collective cry of pain sounded out from the scene, lingering in the air for a long time without dissipating.

Especially the person who came with Yang Feng, he looked even more peculiar, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were round, his hands paused in the air as though he was waving his hands, as though someone had pointed at his acupoints, and he stood there.

Yang Shao lost, yet Yang Feng was heavily injured.

They absolutely did not believe that Yang Feng would lose, even if it was in the imperial capital. Even if it was in the capital, the amount of fingers on one's hand that could defeat Yang Feng could be counted on, and to them, even though there were tens of thousands of people here, with Yang Feng's strength, he could still be considered a king.

But the reality was cruel, no matter how much they tried not to believe it, Yang Feng's failure was still an indisputable fact.

Yang Feng half knelt, he had always loved cleanliness, and had even developed a weird habit. If his clothes were not clean, even if it was smeared with a little bit of dust, it would make people clean him up.

However, he realized that his face was covered in dust, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were riddled with holes. He didn't notice any of this, or to be more accurate, his thoughts had stopped.

Yang Feng, who had always thought that he was the pride of the heavens, was unconvinced. He only believed in himself, believed that his strength was higher than his, and that it was only for a short period of time.

But now, he had been completely and utterly defeated. He was still defeated by someone two realms lower than himself.

To be defeated in front of so many people, that was even more unbearable than killing him. What he had lost was face, the heart of an expert that no one dared to underestimate.

No, he, Yang Feng, would not be defeated so easily.

Yang Feng slowly stood up, his face fierce, his eyes red, like a beast that could swallow a human alive.

Kill him, kill him, Yang Feng kept muttering to himself. With a thought, a jade bottle appeared in his hand, and he once again looked at Luo Hao viciously, a resolute expression appeared on his face. He quickly opened the bottle cap, raised his head and poured the pills into his mouth.

When Yang Feng took out the bottle, everyone thought that Yang Feng had only swallowed the pellet that would be used to heal his injuries.

However, when Yang Feng swallowed the pellet, his entire body shivered violently, and his expression contorted from joy, his aura started to rapidly soar, but it was not that simple. His cultivation had also directly increased, reaching the middle stage very quickly, and it was even increasing rapidly, nearing the peak of the ninth stage.

"Hua!"

The crowd was in an uproar again.

What Yang Feng had consumed was not a so-called healing medicine, but a pellet that had temporarily increased his strength for a short period of time.

For the sake of a victory, was it worth it to ruin his own cultivation?

The Blood Gathering Pellet that Yang Feng consumed was called the Blood Gathering Pellet, and it was able to raise a person's realm by a level, or it could even increase a person's boundary by a small amount. It could also be a whole new realm, and it was mainly due to the quality of the pellet.

The advantage of this was that he could use the power of this realm in a short period of time.