"And you, will be the forty-ninth!"
Li Feng raised his head and said, "There are only five seconds left. Kid, you're dead!"
As his voice fell, Li Feng's figure suddenly became illusory. In an instant, a figure appeared in front of Zhou Yang. The figure's right hand was pressed against Zhou Yang's heart. At the same time, the figure where Li Feng was previously disappeared.
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"That's … an afterimage. So fast."
"He's dead. He's really dead. There's no way to dodge at this speed."
"I didn't expect it to end before it even started."
Everyone shook their heads in disappointment.
"Impossible, this is impossible …" Mu Xinya looked anxiously at the ring. She could not accept this reality. How could Zhou Yang be hit?!
But the reality was that Zhou Yang had been hit. The five fingernails disappeared into Zhou Yang's torn robe, and inside the robe was where Zhou Yang's heart was.
There was no way he could survive having his heart pierced by five incomparably sharp nails.
"Kid, remember to restrain yourself a little in your next life." Li Feng said as he gently pushed Zhou Yang with his left hand.
However, something strange happened. Li Feng thought that Zhou Yang would fall with just a gentle push, but he found that Zhou Yang's body was exceptionally heavy. Even though he retreated three times in a row, there was no movement.
"What are you doing?"
After a while, Zhou Yang asked in confusion. For a moment, everyone, including Li Feng, looked at Zhou Yang in disbelief as if they had seen a ghost.
"Why aren't you making your move? The wine is about to get cold." Zhou Yang asked again. "You … How could you not be dead? Is this the final radiance of the setting sun?" Li Feng swallowed his saliva and immediately pulled out his hand, only to find that his fingernails were bent!
Hiss!
In an instant, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, shocked speechless.
Her nails, which could even pierce through steel, actually bent on Zhou Yang's body.
"So, this is all you've got?" Zhou Yang smiled faintly with a hint of disappointment on his face. In the next moment, he had already raised his right fist.
Boom!
In an instant, a terrifying fist smashed into Li Feng's chest, followed by the trumpeting of an elephant. A huge energy elephant pushed Li Feng's body into the sky.
Boom!
The flaming elephant exploded, and Li Feng's body also exploded into ashes.
Li Feng, dead!
"Is the wine still warm?"
When the voice reached Bai Mu's ears, Bai Mu immediately smashed the wine glass.
If Li Feng had not boasted or bragged, perhaps it would not have been a big deal. At most, one of his subordinates would have died, and the outcome would not have changed. However, Li Feng had bragged to the heavens, but in the end, he was killed by Zhou Yang in one move.
This was simply a ruthless slap to his face.
"Brazen, it's time for you to make your move." Bai Mu said angrily.
"I should have taken action long ago. A piece of trash has completely lost the face of our Flowing Light Faction."
After he finished speaking, Lu Shiran impatiently rushed to the arena.
"Liu Xing, today …"
"Don't talk nonsense. What if he dies too?" Zhou Yang interrupted Lu Shamiran.
"I'll die?"
Lu Shaman suddenly laughed wildly. "I will die. Liu Xing, I really pity you. Even now, you still don't know the difference between us."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Brazenly brandished his long sword.
"Liu Xing, remember, in the Tiangang Sword Sect, the Omnidirectional Sword Principle is the king. The reason why your net worth has not exceeded six million is because you have not mastered the Yin-Yang Sword."
As he spoke, Lu Shaman's sword light had already formed the Yin-Yang Diagram and was constantly changing in the sky.
One transformation, two transformations, three transformations …
After the third transformation, a dazzling ball like the sun appeared in the sky.
"Watch carefully, this is the Yin-Yang Sword. This is the power that you cannot resist."
The dazzling light flew towards Zhou Yang under Lu Shaman's control with a terrifying pressure. It seemed slow, but it was compressing the airflow in the space, causing Zhou Yang's body to shrink in place.
The reason why the Yin-Yang Sword was so powerful was that it could be used to lock the opponent's body. Unless one's understanding of the Yin-Yang Sword was stronger than his, there was no way to escape.
"Is this your confidence?"
Zhou Yang smiled faintly and raised his heavy sword under everyone's puzzled gaze.
The move was almost exactly the same as Lu Shaman's. Soon, the Yin-Yang Diagram also appeared in the sky.
"Liu Xing has also mastered the Yin-Yang Sword."
"He has only been in Dragon Gate Gang for a few days, but …"
"His talent is too terrifying. No wonder the Liuguang Lineage mobilized so many people to kill him …"
For a moment, the audience sighed. On the stage, Lu Shaman was also surprised, but that was all.
He was confident that he was stronger than Zhou Yang in the Yin-Yang Sword.
"Even if you have mastered it, so what? You have only been here for a few days, I am …"
Before he finished speaking, the Yin-Yang Diagram in the sky kept flashing.
One transformation, two transformations, three transformations, until it reached the fourth.
The Sun of Four Transformations!
"How is this possible!"
Lu Shaman was extremely frightened. He immediately wanted to retreat, but then he found that he could not move his body.
The gravity around him was more than 24 times that of normal, and he felt like his body was about to collapse. The Yin-Yang Sword in the sky had not arrived yet, but blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.
His heart was about to be crushed.
"Boom!"
The two small suns collided. In an instant, Lu Shaman's Sun of Three Transformations was shattered, and Zhou Yang's small sun directly bombarded Lu Shaman.
Lu Shaman lay on the ground like a dead dog. His robe was torn, and the faint light of the Daoist robe quickly disappeared.
If not for the Daoist robe, he would already be dead.
"Impossible! Impossible! How can you be so strong?" Lu Shaman lay on the ground and roared unwillingly. However, what welcomed him was Zhou Yang's merciless footsteps and the pitch-black heavy sword.
"Lu Shaman, accept your judgment."
He raised the heavy sword, which was covered in thick flames.
"Stop!"
"Don't you dare hurt my disciple!"
Almost at the same time, Chu Yunming and Ximen flew to the platform.
However, it was too late. The spewing flames slashed towards Lu Shaman along with the scorching hot lava.
"No!"
With a roar, Lu Shaman's body was cut into two.
Lu Shaman was dead!
The two people who had just arrived were stunned. The people below the platform were also stunned. Mu Qingkui and her sister covered their mouths, their eyes filled with surprise and joy.
Is this his true strength? Mu Xinya suddenly understood why Zhou Yang said that there would be a heavy stench of blood today. It was really going to be a bloodbath.
"You want to avenge him?" Zhou Yang asked Ximen and Chu Yunming.
"You … you killed my disciple." Ximen pointed at Zhou Yang with a trembling hand.
"That's right. I killed him. What do you think?"
Facing Zhou Yang's fearless gaze, Ximen suddenly put down his hand. Only now did he realize that he was already on the platform. As an elder, it was against the rules of the sect to intervene in the trial.
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