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The flexible sword in his hand was extremely ingenious, and every sword strike was aimed at Yi Feng's vital parts, revealing the intention to kill. Yu Ziyang's battle experience was exceptionally rich. As an elite disciple of the Divine Music Valley, Yu Ziyang's strength was truly formidable.

The soft sword was like the shadow of a snake, chasing Yi Feng's attack. If it wasn't for Yi Feng's profound movement technique, a normal beginner Martial Master would have already been defeated.

After fighting with Yi Feng for so long, Yu Ziyang had more or less understood Yi Feng's true strength. The contempt in his heart grew even more. A beginner Martial Master was actually acting so arrogantly in front of him.

Suddenly withdrawing his attack, the corner of Yu Ziyang's mouth curled up. Coupled with his sinister face, his smile looked very strange. With a light tap of his finger, a melodious sword hum sounded out. However, it also signified the arrival of Yu Ziyang's true attack.

As the battle continued, Yi Feng's expression became more and more serious. Yu Ziyang used his flexible sword well and attacked his blind spot at every turn. Only by relying on the Steps of the Wind was he able to keep up with the situation.

Following the ringing of the sword, the flexible sword in Yu Ziyang's hand suddenly disappeared.

Yi Feng's pupils constricted. Such a weird scene caused him to spread out his senses. The next moment, Yi Feng raised his spear and aimed it at the space beside him. With a 'clang', Yi Feng's body was pushed back.

"If Junior Brother Yu uses the Phantom Sword, this youth will probably lose in a few moves." One of the people in the crowd said in a low voice. This person was the one and only Grandmaster Expert in the square.

Liu Li Jing'er's expression changed. She was extremely clear about the Phantom Shadow Sword. A high tier level two weapon was one rank higher than her Flowing Sound Flute Flute Flute Flute. The supplementary ability was Shadow Slash, which was extremely difficult to guard against.

This was because Yi Feng's perception was much stronger than the others. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to find any trace of the sword. Even if Yi Feng had sensed it, he wouldn't have been able to fully grasp its trajectory.

Yi Feng's face was indifferent, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart. At this rate, he could only keep dodging, and the speed of the sword seemed to be getting faster and faster, making it hard to defend against.

Yu Ziyang looked at Yi Feng and laughed coldly in his heart, "Do you think you can dodge my attacks that easily?" With a fierce glare, his right hand slashed through the air.

Yi Feng, who was constantly changing his shadows, suddenly narrowed his eyes. The energy fluctuations from his perception disappeared, and in the next moment, a soft sword appeared in front of him, thrusting towards Yi Feng.

At this time, it was too late for Yi Feng to completely dodge the attack. He could only slightly move his body to avoid the attack. With a "puchi", blood splashed out from Yi Feng's left shoulder, and the flexible sword once again disappeared.

The crowd was silent, no one made a sound. This young man could dodge the crucial point this time, but what about next time? In this battle, the youth was doomed to lose.

Liu Li Jing'er's heart ached. It was all because of her that Yi Feng would fight with her. Why did this young man never know how to retreat? However, he did not step forward to stop him, because the young man had said: Trust me!

Even though Yi Feng was injured, the black tiger's eyes did not have much of a reaction. He was very clear on the Young Lord's strength, and that was that he was just warming up.

The clothes on his left shoulder were torn and fresh blood flowed out, but Yi Feng's eyes shone brightly. He was extremely excited, and his will to fight burst forth without restraint. With a loud roar, Yi Feng raised his spear to the sky.

At this moment, everyone in the square felt a crazy battle intent coming their way. This fighting intent only had an infinite confidence and was filled with arrogance. Was this the battle intent of this young man?

At this moment, no one believed that the young man would lose. Even if the young man was facing the sky or the earth, he only had boundless fighting spirit. What was there to not fight against?

Yu Ziyang's face darkened. This young man's strength was beyond his imagination; it was that sword attack just now that he was able to dodge it. Not only that, at this moment, this young man's fighting spirit exploded forth. However, in the face of absolute strength, what's the use of having strong battlelust? Yu Ziyang prepared to use the Phantom Sword to attack the young man once again.

Yi Feng knew that it was extremely difficult to use his perception to check the movements of the sword. Suddenly, a faint multicolored light was emitted from the surface of his body, continuously spreading out until the area around a hundred feet radius of the sword was covered by a multicolored light.

In the Nether Tomb, he was the one in charge of the Five Elements Vortex. The great forefathers all knew that he wasn't afraid of the Five Elements Vortex being exposed. Even the great forefathers didn't want to refine their Five Elements Vortex, so who would dare?

The moment when Yi Feng released his Dao Domain, everyone in the plaza was astonished. Just what was this multicolored light screen? Several sighs sounded out, and the Grandmaster in the square shook his head slightly and said, "It's actually the space of the Dao. So young, is this talent?" His voice was filled with desolation. His cultivation had reached his current level, but he didn't have the slightest comprehension of the Dao. Seeing the space of the Dao that the youth was emitting, he couldn't help but be confused about martial arts cultivation.

At this moment, deep in the courtyard of the Divine Music Valley sat three old women and two old men. At this moment, they both opened their eyes and looked at each other. They all saw the shock in each other's eyes and then closed them again.

In a quiet courtyard, the woman sighed softly, "Why is this youth not a disciple of my Divine Music Valley? I finally understand why Xuan Tian would regret using this youth."

Inside the rainbow colored light screen deep within Yu Ziyang's body, his expression was gloomy. With his knowledge, he naturally knew that this was the space of the Dao that the youth was emitting. His expression became extremely ugly. However, since things had gotten to this point, the battle would not end like this. The sword made a weird noise as it once again launched an attack towards Yi Feng.

Within the space of the Dao, Yi Feng looked indifferent. He was the master here, everything here was under his control. The Phantom Shadow Sword was no longer undetectable, and his attack path was under his control.

Looking at the empty space in front of him, Yi Feng thrust his spear forward. With a clang, the attack of the Phantom Shadow Sword was broken by Yi Feng. Not only that, Yi Feng's body flickered as he attacked Yu Ziyang.

Yu Ziyang's pupils constricted as he saw the Phantom Shadow Sword being repelled. This youth knew the trajectory of his attack. Could it be that what his master said was true? The space of the Dao was truly that terrifying?

Yu Ziyang launched his movement technique and retrieved the Phantom Shadow Sword to fight with Yi Feng. Although he was in Yi Feng's Dao Domain, Yu Ziyang's cultivation was much higher than Yi Feng's, so he was not afraid of him at all.

Watching the two of them continue to fight in the rainbow colored light, the people at the square who had higher cultivation levels than Yi Feng couldn't help but compare in their hearts: if they were to fight with this young man, what would be his chances of winning?

We're here, haha, and oh!" There are no flowers yet! He felt depressed in his heart …