Chapter 1123: Just so crazy

"It's over. Wei Fengyu actually has a sonic attack, it's hard to defend against."
The heart of the disciple in the outer courtyard became tense, the magic weapon was extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye he came to Zhang Yifeng’s side, and smashed towards him one after another. Wei Fengyu probably wanted to even if a magic weapon could not kill Zhang Yifeng, The second one must also smash it. And at such a close distance, even if Zhang Yifeng reacts now and wants to use Qingshan, it is too late!
It is indeed too late, the magic weapon is very fast, at this time the two magic weapons have already staggered, one after the other.
All the disciples in the outer courtyard stared wide, expecting a miracle!
"Huh. Break it to me!"
The next moment, a loud shout came, and a miracle did indeed appear.
A black stick appeared in Zhang Yifeng's hand with a loud bang, and a magic weapon was instantly knocked away, and even a faint crack appeared. After knocking a magic weapon into the air, Zhang Yifeng called out a green mountain again and collided with the second magic weapon!
Bang! Most of the green hills were shattered, and the second magic weapon was not knocked off, but the advancing body stopped for a while. But this pause is enough.
"I don't show off, you treat me as a sick cat! Fight!"
"hit!"
After typing down, Zhang Yifeng held a black stick in his hand and hit the second stick when the magic weapon stopped.
The stick in his hand was like a fire stick, extremely dark and plain. However, it was this stick, about the length of an arm, that shattered the paused magic weapon with just one blow.
The scene is quiet. Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, and just a stick dragged Zhang Yifeng out of the doomed situation.
This stick is exactly the weapon and magic weapon that the Peak Master Tianyi prepared for him.
In fact, Zhang Yifeng also has high-level weapons, but since the Peak Master Tianyi has prepared them for him, if he doesn't need his own, he doesn't need his own.
"Isn't this stick the fire stick from Qianlong Peak? It's also a magic weapon!"
The sharp-eyed disciple recognized the origin of this stick.
On the arena, Zhang Yifeng smashed the magic weapon, without staying in the slightest, the broken green mountain slammed into the flying magic weapon!
boom!
The magic weapon shook and the green hills shattered. The green hill just shattered, and another green hill appeared.
boom!
The last magic weapon is finally turned into ashes.
Wei Fengyu's face was pale, and he staggered: "How could it be possible that you were hit by my sonic attack, how could it be all right!"
"Because your sonic attack can't help me. Now, do you choose to surrender or die!"
Zhang Yifeng's voice is flat, but like a king who rules everything, including human life and death.
Since the opponent wants him to die, he doesn't mind killing the opponent either.
Wei Fengyu's face was ugly, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.
While hesitating, Zhang Yifeng's voice came: "Don't tell me, then die."
The voice fell, the green hill came out, and was instantly suppressed!
"No!"
At this time, a low roar came, and the roar naturally came from the elders and peak masters of Donglun Peak.
What a joke, Wei Fengyu is a young man of Donglunfeng, how could he die in the ring?
But it was too late for them to stop.
Just listen to a loud bang, dusty.
Wei Fengyu's body was bloody, and his skin was squeezed.
But he was not dead.
After all, Zhang Yifeng was still merciful, only to teach the other party a lesson.
Seeing that Wei Fengyu was not dead, the peak owner and elders of Donglun Peak breathed a sigh of relief. An elder suddenly appeared on the ring, and immediately hugged Wei Fengyu.
"The second game, Qingfengyuan, Zhang Yifeng wins."
The flat voice of the main peak elder came. In the finals, death is allowed. After all, this is a real battle with real swords and guns, which is different from the first pairwise fighting rules.
"Who else is going to play?"
On the ring, Zhang Yifeng spoke again. He took a few Qi-Returning Pills, and the aura he consumed had almost recovered.
"Hmph, I will kill you."
There was a violent voice, a muffled bang, and a young man jumped onto the ring.
"Tongtian Peak, Xue Wuyi."
The visitor was dressed in black and looked very aloof. His eyes were as cold as a sharp sword, and most people did not dare to look directly at him.
"Why is Xue Wuyi, he is not over one year old, can't he participate this year? Why is he on stage!"
"Huh, is there no one in the inner courtyard? Actually sent an old disciple to the stage."
For the four-year competition, the age of participants is limited. Otherwise, how could the new disciple beat the old disciple.
This Xue Wuyi is too old.
At this time, the voice of the main peak elder came: "Go down, this does not meet... (rules)."
Originally, the main peak elder wanted to say that it was not in compliance with the rules, but before he could finish his words, Zhang Yifeng suddenly domineering and authentic.
"Since he wants to challenge me, let him come. As long as he is under three years old and thinks he is capable of defeating me, he can come on stage. I give you this opportunity!"
I give you this opportunity.
Zhang Yifeng's voice kept drifting around, which can be described as extremely arrogant.
The main peak elder frowned. It was obvious that he also felt that Zhang Yifeng was a little crazy.
But Zhang Yifeng did it deliberately. The stronger he behaves, the more face Qianlongfeng will gain.
"Zhang Yifeng, I want to remind you that if you lose, all your previous achievements will fall short." The main peak elder said kindly.
Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "I know, but I just want to tell all the disciples of the inner courtyard that the disciples of the outer courtyard are also bloody, and not all disciples of the outer courtyard are so bully."
"Roar! Zhang Yifeng!"
After listening to Zhang Yifeng's words, the disciples from the outer courtyard shouted his name frantically.
Zhang Yifeng deserves to be a person who came out of the Outer Court, this is a fight for the Outer Court!
On the ring, Xue Wuyi looked at Zhang Yifeng and said: "Since you have agreed to my fight, I regret to tell you that it is over. Three moves, I will defeat you."
Xue Wuyi's words fell, and his body was black without wind, and his dark eyes became deeper, like a sword out of his body, which made his heart palpitating.
Zhang Yifeng's expression was serious, without the slightest contempt, because the other party's cultivation was the third level of the Spiritual Silence Period.
"The sky changes into a palm."
Suddenly, Xue Wuyi started, and there were no signs at all. When he made a move, it was a relatively powerful Huang-level martial art.
With a palm out, the palm wind howled, and the entire sky instantly changed color, and different colors of aura appeared in the sky, as if the sky was dyed, forming a faint palm, and then slammed down at Zhang Yifeng.
The sky changes into a palm, and one palm comes out, as if the sky changes color, it is really a palm like its name, and it is so spectacular.
The disciples of the Outer Court instantly squeezed sweat. Although Zhang Yifeng defeated the two masters, they were still somewhat worried. After all, the cultivation base that Zhang Yifeng showed was only the second level.
"I don't know if Zhang Yifeng can resist it."