After all, Duanmu Yang was the sacred son of the Duanmu clan of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. After a brief moment of surprise, his expression gradually turned cold.
Violent spiritual energy began to brew, so much so that even the clan elders who were discussing important matters shifted their attention over.
It was normal for the younger generation to fight, but it was rare for them to go all out like this. Unless they were mortal enemies, they would usually stop when the time was right. After all, the path of cultivation was too difficult, and it was very difficult to produce any talented disciples on Earth during the Age of Chaos.
The slightest mistake would be a loss for the cultivation world.
For example, the Jin clan of the ancient Huashan clan lost Jin Xin, who was a disciple of the God Race, and directly became the lowest of the small clans. They even lost the support of the God Race and suffered especially heavy losses.
Duanmu Yang happened to be one of the disciples of the God Realm, and he was very important to the Duanmu clan.
Elder Cheng was very worried. He looked at Feng Hao, but when he saw Feng Hao leaning on the sofa with a faint smile on his face, the uneasiness in his heart gradually disappeared.
With Feng Hao around, even if Duanmu Yang was the real sacred son of the God Realm, he would still have to obediently lie down.
The elder of the Duanmu clan was old, with white hair and a ruddy complexion. Unlike the other elders, there was a red mark between his eyebrows.
He was like an immortal who had attained the Dao.
As a veteran expert of the Duanmu Family who had lived for hundreds of years, Duanmu Bo Yi, those of the same age as him had all ascended to immortality and reincarnated into the cycle of reincarnation. As for him, he was only able to reach where he was today because of endless opportunities.
Although he failed his tribulation in GS Province last century and caused the strongest earthquake in the history of Huaxia, more than two hundred thousand people died in the earthquake, he, who had committed countless sins, should have been killed by the Heavenly Tribulation. Unexpectedly, he became an itinerant immortal in the end.
"The two youngsters are just playing around. Elders, please don't interfere."
Duanmu Boyi's words made the elders, who originally wanted to be the peacemakers, laugh dryly and immediately dispel this suicidal idea.
They wanted to flatter Duanmu Boyi, but since Duanmu Boyi had spoken, how could they still have the thought of interfering?
At the same time, the spiritual force inside Duan Muyang's body finally reached a critical point. With a roar, the green threads immediately broke, turned into spiritual force full of vitality, and returned to the world.
"What a strong life force. She is a disciple of Mount Hua's sacred cultivation ground. She should be from the Cheng family."
Some cultivators recognized Cheng Cheng's cultivation technique and determined her identity.
The disdain on Duan Muyang's face deepened, and he said coldly, "You're just a healing-type cultivator, yet you're so disdainful of me. Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of the Cheng family."
Whoosh!
When Duan Muyang didn't make a move, he was like a modest gentleman, gentle as jade, but when he made a move, it was as powerful as a thunderbolt. Fortunately, the cultivation of the people in the wrong was not weak, and there were no weak chickens with noses bleeding under the powerful spiritual power.
"Hmph!"
Cheng Cheng snorted coldly again. Although Duan Muyang brought her a lot of pressure, the power from Feng Hao in her body gave her great confidence. She didn't want to let Feng Hao down, so even if she didn't cultivate powerful offensive spells, she still used her strong vitality as a foundation to fight.
Regarding this, Fenghao was very satisfied, and also extremely appreciative.
It was like Cheng Cheng herself was a doctor, but she used her medical skills to fight with the lethality of a boxer. She could save people and kill people.
However, a doctor was a doctor after all. No matter how good her medical skills were, and how dexterous her hands were, she could only operate on the operating table.
In terms of combat effectiveness, she was definitely not as good as a boxer.
But Feng Hao didn't intend to intervene immediately. It was good to hone Cheng Cheng, and it would certainly help his perception of cultivation.
Cheng Cheng was very smart. After refining her Nascent Soul, she was no longer the little girl she used to be. She was a woman with great wisdom, and the temperament she exuded was not deliberately disguised.
Duanmu Yang's powerful attacks were neutralized by Cheng Cheng's pair of soft and supple hands, using four ounces to overcome a thousand catties.
Each green thread contained a strong vitality and a decaying killing intent. Duan Muyang felt Cheng Cheng's powerful foundation after coming into contact with it a few times.
The other party seemed to be inexhaustible. She launched a crazy attack on him. It was obviously a life-saving thing, but it became a life-demanding chain.
"You are too presumptuous!"
Duan Muyang was angry. He had already felt the displeasure in the eyes of the clan elder. He immediately bit his lip and mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body to the extreme. His body glowed with a faint light, and he directly rushed to Cheng Cheng.
Until now, Cheng Cheng felt a kind of pressure like Mount Tai in front of her, and a trace of panic flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Duan Muyang sneered and opened his five fingers. The spiritual power turned into five flying knives and shot towards Cheng Cheng.
In an instant, the wind whistled endlessly, and the spiritual power on the top floor of the Jin Mao Building was violently turbulent. All the young talents who arrived were moved.
"Cheng Cheng!"
Cheng Jinnan and Cheng Dong exclaimed. They were about to stop Cheng Cheng when the smiling Itinerant Immortal Duanmu Boyi shot out a stream of spiritual power. The two of them felt as if a high wall had been erected in front of them, and they couldn't move a step.
Damn it!
Cheng Jinnan's heart thumped and her face instantly turned pale. Not to mention that Cheng Cheng was her adopted granddaughter, just the fact that she had cultivated the Cheng family's core cultivation method made it impossible for anything to happen to her.
But the Itinerant Immortal of the Duanmu family was too overbearing and directly stopped the two of them from intervening.
Just as the five flying knives were about to pierce Cheng Cheng's body, Feng Hao, who was lying on the sofa, casually flicked his finger. Suddenly, the five flying knives directly exploded and turned into spiritual power.
"Huh?"
Duanmu Yang frowned and didn't react to what had happened. Even Duanmu Boyi's expression went cold as he sized up the surroundings. He wanted to see exactly which ignorant fellow had actually interfered in a small quarrel between juniors.
No matter how he looked, it didn't seem like it. Only then did Duanmu Boyi notice that Feng Hao had raised his hand slightly. His eyes narrowed slightly. He couldn't see through the other party's cultivation.
Cheng Cheng, who had avoided a disaster, was sweating and her face was pale. She knew who had intervened, so she cast a grateful look at Feng Hao.
"You did it?"
Duanmu Yang was currently in a fit of anger, yet someone had interfered. This was simply a provocation to him. At this moment, he didn't think about how powerful Fenghao was to be able to neutralize his attack and destroy the spirit energy he had condensed.
"You're a man. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to bully a woman like this, right?"
Feng Hao chuckled, admitting it. At the end of the day, it didn't matter if he admitted it or not. Could Duanmu Yang do anything to him?
"There is no difference in age, identity, or gender in the path of cultivation. Those with higher cultivation are all seniors. This woman and I are just learning from each other. Naturally, there will be a winner and a loser, a difference of life and death …"
Duanmu Yang said in a low voice, his small eyes staring at Feng Hao. He believed that even if Feng Hao had destroyed his spirit knife and had some ability, it was not enough for him to think highly of him.
So what if they were experts of the same level? He had a powerful trump card that he could use.
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