When Feng Yun unleashed his Heaven Suppressing Charm to contend against Long Yu, Long Yu knew that if he didn't use the Nine Abyss Dragon Fist, he would not be able to defeat Feng Yun.
Although Feng Yun was also in the ninth stage of the Martial Path like Ling Lie, his strength was much stronger. He could use two supreme rank martial skills that were cultivated to perfection, attacking and defending at the same time. It was extremely difficult to deal with him!
"You're dead meat."
As soon as Feng Yun's cold voice fell, waves of white Qi surged towards Long Yu!
Feng Yun's white robe fluttered in the wind, making him look extremely elegant. His display of the Heaven Wave Traversal drew endless praises from the crowd.
Tan Yue, who was wearing a red dress, had a strange glow in her eyes as she thought about how to hook up with Feng Yun.
At least from Feng Yun's behavior, he didn't seem to reject her. If she could get close to someone as strong as Feng Yun …
"Brother Feng Yun, you must kill him!"
Ling Lie, who had one of his arms crippled by Long Yu, struggled to stand up and looked at the scene from afar. His eyes flashed with hatred.
Ling Lie had never suffered such humiliation in his life. This kid named Long Yu must die!
In the hall of the Feng Family, Feng Yao looked at the situation on the street coldly. She had no intention of taking action.
She had wanted Long Yu to die for a long time. Now, her wish was finally fulfilled!
Moreover, dying at the hands of Feng Yun was an honor for him. After all, with Feng Yun's talent, his future achievements would not be as simple as this.
"Yao Er, it seems like this useless kid is finally going to die."
Liu Yu sat beside Feng Yao and said sarcastically, "He wants to marry our Yao Er with this kind of trash? Wishful thinking."
Feng Yao smiled faintly. In fact, if it wasn't for Feng Changge trying to matchmake her and Long Yu, she wouldn't have wanted to kill Long Yu.
However, it was all too late now. No matter how much Feng Changge wanted to protect Long Yu, Long Yu would definitely die at the hands of Feng Yun!
"This kid is dead meat."
The Patriarch of the Qin Family, Qin Duan, looked at the scene on the street and smiled faintly.
He shifted his gaze, seemingly inadvertently glancing in the direction of the Tan Clan and the Luo Clan. He actually met the gaze of the Tan Clan's Patriarch and the Luo Clan's Patriarch.
The three of them looked at each other and smiled. They nodded to themselves and then looked away.
It was obvious that when these three clans came to congratulate the Feng Clan, they already had a plan in mind. Without a doubt, they wanted to target the Feng Clan!
Now, as long as Long Yu died, it might be time for them to work together.
Unfortunately, the people of the Feng Clan knew nothing about this. All the direct descendants and collateral descendants of the Feng Clan were excitedly looking at the street.
Their new Patriarch, Feng Yun, was about to defeat Long Yu and once again establish the prestige of the Patriarch!
This was especially so for Feng Luo, whose leg had been crippled by Long Yu, and Feng Yang, who had lost to Long Yu at the entrance of the Martial Arts Pavilion. The two of them were the most emotional at the moment.
You crippled my right leg at the Martial Arts Pavilion. Now, my brother, Patriarch Feng Yun, is going to kill you easily!
Feng Luo gritted his teeth as he thought. It was as if he could already see the scene of Long Yu being entangled by Feng Yun's white Xuan Qi ripples and then being killed.
However, the next moment, the scene on the street was beyond everyone's expectations!
"Sky Wave Traversal, a supreme grade martial arts technique, trained to the Perfect Realm, is indeed very strong!"
Long Yu stood calmly on the spot. His black robe fluttered in the wind. His eyes flashed as he thought to himself, "However, the Nine Abyss Dragon Fist is a supreme grade martial arts technique. Although it has only been trained to the Perfect Realm, it should not be a problem to fight against the Sky Wave Traversal."
The entire Zhentian Clan did not have a single supreme grade martial arts technique.
Only the Tang Empire's royal family would have one or two supreme grade martial arts techniques. From this, it could be seen how precious supreme grade martial arts techniques were. A normal Martial Cultivator might not even see one once in their lifetime.
However, now, Long Yu had already trained the supreme grade martial arts technique, the first technique of the Nine Abyss Dragon Fist, Drunken Underworld, to the Perfect Realm!
"Nine Abyss Dragon Fist, Drunken Underworld! When trained to the Perfect Realm, one punch can simulate the Road to the Underworld, using the Netherworld Nine Underworld Qi to shock people! "
Facing Feng Yun's white Xuan Qi ripples, Long Yu's body suddenly moved, leaving an afterimage where he stood.
Wind Step, Afterimage!
Ghost Flash. His body turned into a ghost and wandered the world. In the blink of an eye, it allowed Long Yu to avoid the white Xuan Qi ripples!
"Watch my punch, Drunken Underworld!"
The Wandering Soul Glove on Long Yu's hand emitted a deep and strange light. Following that, a wave of Netherworld Qi spread from his right fist!
"This is the power?"
Feng Yun felt the Netherworld Qi from Long Yu, and his expression immediately changed!
He immediately recognized it. It was this power that caused him to rest and recuperate for two months after being hit by Long Yu!
Until now, Feng Yun still did not know what this power was. However, at this moment, he knew that he could not fight Long Yu head-on. This power was too eerie and strange!
However, just as he was thinking about this, the Netherworld Qi suddenly became extremely strong. It suddenly came crashing down, shocking his entire body. His brain stopped working.
Drunken Underworld, one punch could simulate the Road to the Underworld!
As Long Yu punched out, the Netherworld Qi immediately paved a Road to the Underworld in front of him. In an instant, it enveloped Feng Yun and shocked his mind, causing him to stop thinking at this moment.
"Nine Abyss Dragon Fist, break for me!"
Long Yu strode forward, fully activated the Blizzard Boots. His body turned into a light breeze, and in an instant, he followed the Road to the Underworld and approached Feng Yun.
The heavy punch, which was condensed with the Netherworld Qi, immediately smashed into Feng Yun's chest. A terrifying airflow erupted, and Feng Yun's entire body was sent flying!
Awe-Inspiring and strange. Although the Yellow Springs Path that Long Yu had created was very faint, to the point that ordinary people would not be able to see it, the Netherworld Qi that it emitted caused everyone in the surroundings to tremble with fear.
What, what kind of power was this?
It could actually send Feng Yun flying with one punch!
Bang!
Under everyone's incredulous gaze, Feng Yun fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
As for his face, it was slightly black. It was obvious that there was a strange power wreaking havoc in his body, causing him to almost completely lose the ability to fight.
"Nine Abyss Dragon Fist, a supreme-grade martial technique. It is indeed extraordinary."
Long Yu thought to himself. He lifted his head and quickly walked over to Feng Yun, who was lying on the ground.
He looked at Feng Yun and saw a complicated expression on Feng Yun's handsome face. There was shock, doubt, disbelief, but most of all, unwillingness.
Yes, he was unwilling. He was a ninth rank cultivator of the Martial Path, and he had been called a "genius" since he was young. Even in a sect like the Sky Suppressing Sect, he could enter the top ten of the core disciples.
His Martial Path should have been a smooth journey, and he should have broken through to the Ninth Stage Martial Path, condensed his True Spirit, and transcended this world.
How could he fall at this moment?
"Feng Yun, you said that you wanted to kill me, but now, you've been knocked down and seriously injured!"
Long Yu looked down at Feng Yun, "You said that I'm trash, but now, tell me, who's the real trash?"
Am I trash?
Feng Yun asked himself, "No, it's definitely not like that. This Long Yu is trying to attack my heart of martial arts!"
"Maybe you don't want to admit it, but you're a Ninth Stage Martial Path expert, one of the top ten core disciples of the Zhentian Clan, yet you were defeated by an Eighth Stage Martial Path cultivator. If you're not trash, then what are you?"
Long Yu took a step forward and his tone became even sharper. These words were deeply engraved in Feng Yun's mind!
Not long ago, he, Feng Yun, had stepped into the top ten core disciples of the Zhentian Clan with his Eighth Stage Martial Path cultivation. Now that he had reached the Ninth Stage Martial Path, he should be able to reach the next level.
Who would have thought that he would be defeated by a trash in the Feng Clan?
And on the day he became the Patriarch of the Feng Clan!
Am I really trash?
After Feng Yun's confidence was defeated, it was easily destroyed by a few words from Long Yu.
Once he lost his confidence, he would no longer be able to advance on the Martial Path!
There was no need for Long Yu to waste any more words or make a move. At this moment, Feng Yun's meridians were being corroded by the Nine Nether Aura. It was more than ten times worse than when he was sent flying by the Nine Nether Dragon Seal.
It was almost impossible for him to fully recover. From today onwards, he, Feng Yun, was already a cripple.
When Long Yu defeated Feng Yun with a single punch and walked in front of Feng Yun to question him, many of the Feng Clan's disciples, guests, and passersby were all shocked. No one could say a word.
Feng Yun, who had just become the Patriarch of the Feng Clan, was actually defeated by a trash of the Feng Clan!
Was this true or not?
Am I dreaming? Or am I seeing things?
Soon, everyone realized that Feng Yun was defeated by Long Yu with a single punch and was seriously injured. This was an undeniable fact!
"Where's my foster father?"
Long Yu coldly asked Feng Yun.
This was the first question Long Yu asked when he returned to the Feng Clan. However, everyone mocked and ridiculed him and ignored his question.
But now, when he asked this question again, everyone couldn't help but take it seriously.
Long Yu, an expert who could defeat Feng Yun, returned to the Feng Clan for his foster father, the former Patriarch of the Feng Clan, Feng Changge!
"Yu, you …"
At this moment, a voice that Long Yu was extremely familiar with came from the Feng Clan's residence.
He looked over and finally saw Feng Changge walking out from the backyard. He stood at the door and looked at him in disbelief.
A servant informed Feng Changge that Long Yu had returned and was fighting with Ling Lie. Feng Changge ran out anxiously. One must know that Ling Lie was a Ninth Stage Martial Path expert and ranked 33rd among the core disciples of the Zhentian Clan!
Long Yu had only stepped into the Martial Path for three months. How could he be Ling Lie's opponent?
But when Feng Changge came to the door, he saw this scene.
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