"Since you are so stubborn, I don't mind teaching you a lesson on behalf of the Fire Sect!" After being rejected repeatedly, the man's eyes suddenly turned cold as he shouted.
Following which, the middle-aged man took a step forward and a sword appeared in his hand. With an ethereal blue light, he swept it towards Wang Yan.
The sword move was light and fleeting, seemingly casual, but it contained boundless killing intent and power.
"Army Breaker!" Wang Yan did not want to fall behind. With a roar, he raised his saber and the red fire dragon on the saber charged at the middle-aged man.
Ding …
A clear and melodious voice sounded out. It seemed to have passed through the ages, yet it also seemed to have come from beyond the heavens. It gave off an illusory and heavy feeling.
As the saber and sword clashed, an extreme light erupted from the point of contact. It was like a dazzling sun, completely overshadowing the afterglow of the setting sun and dispersing the red clouds in the sky.
A formless wave of air swept out in all directions, wreaking havoc wherever it passed, turning everything into dust.
The expressions of those who had already retreated to the edge of the training ground changed again. They hurriedly rushed towards the platform, trying to outdo each other, afraid that they would be caught in the crossfire if they were late. The fight between the two was not something they could observe. If it was like this with just one move, the consequences would be unimaginable if it led to a full-scale battle.
Rumble …
Thunderous explosions rang out one after another. Dust filled the air and the training ground started to shake, causing everyone to retreat again, afraid that they would be caught in the crossfire.
The two figures quickly retreated backward. After the middle-aged man retreated five or six meters, he stabbed his sword into the ground to stabilize his figure.
As for Wang Yan, he pushed off with both feet and retreated more than ten meters. Everywhere he passed, he left a deep ravine. His footprints sank deep into the ground, looking extremely ferocious.
As the saber rubbed against the ground, it produced hot sparks and a sharp, ear-piercing sound.
"Just so-so!" After stabilizing himself, Wang Yan took a deep breath and shouted coldly. His momentum was like a rainbow!
This time, the middle-aged man was no longer as calm as before. He frowned and asked doubtfully, "A Ninth Rank Venerable?"
A Venerable Martial Artist of the ninth rank was only one step away from becoming a King Martial Artist. It could be said that he was powerful and had the capital to be arrogant.
He looked to be in his early twenties at most, yet he had actually reached such a level. The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh inwardly. It seemed that the Raging Flame School had produced yet another extraordinary talent. He sighed inwardly. It seemed like the Han Clan had gotten themselves into big trouble this time!
"Today, anyone who stands in my way will die!" Fiercely spitting out a mouthful of saliva, Wang Yan let out a roar, and his aura soared once again. The bones in his body rubbed against each other, making crisp explosive sounds. At this moment, he was infinitely close to the King Warrior level.
"Arrogant brat, it seems like the Blazing Fire Sect didn't teach you well. Let me teach you a good lesson!" The man shouted, and his aura rose again. The blue armor around his body seemed to darken a little. If he killed a member of the Han family in front of him, how could Donglin Mountain establish itself in Tianfeng Kingdom in the future?
The longsword in his hand hummed softly! The blue aura firmly covered the sword. In an instant, the sword expanded several times in size and emitted a cold aura.
"Rank three King Warrior!" Wang Yan showed a trace of seriousness. This person was stronger than he had imagined. His heart sank a little. He turned his head to look at the seriously injured Wang Chen on the platform, and his eyes became firm again. As long as Wang Chen was here, he would fight to the end!
The wind howled, and dust filled the air. The oppressive atmosphere made it hard for people to breathe. On the platform, all the people who had gathered were holding their breaths as they watched the two people in the arena. In the empty arena, there were only the two of them. Their auras were monstrous, and their fighting spirit was thick!
At this moment, the atmosphere was extremely tense. Rank nine Venerable Warrior, Wang Yan's strength had once again surprised everyone. Originally, they had thought that he was just an ordinary Venerable Warrior. Who would have thought that he had reached rank nine, and was only one step away from the King Warrior level? It was amazing that he had reached such a level at such a young age.
On the other side, Donglin Mountain had sent out a rank three King Warrior. It was obvious that they were powerful. Who would win in this battle? Everyone's hearts were in their throats.
It was rare to see such a fierce battle in Qingfeng City.
"Hahaha … Donglin Mountain boy, you don't have the right to teach my disciple a lesson!" Just when everyone thought that the battle was about to break out, a loud laugh came from afar.
Then, under the setting sun, in the distant sky, a figure shot out from the sky! In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the arena.
He landed slowly without making a sound, as if he had been standing in the same place all along.
"Emperor Warrior!"
"Oh my god! He's an Emperor Warrior! "
Before the first wave subsided, another wave arose. The platform was in an uproar!
The appearance of Wang Yan and the strength displayed by Donglin Mountain had shocked everyone. Only the people from the sects were slightly surprised. At this moment, even these people could not remain silent! An Emperor Warrior was an absolute super powerhouse. In the entire Tianfeng Kingdom, there were only a few Emperor Warriors in the entire Northern Frontier. Which Emperor Warrior wasn't famous?
Many sects didn't even have one Emperor Warrior, which showed how rare they were. The addition of an Emperor Warrior could instantly raise the status of a small, unknown sect to the ranks of the top sects.
And now, such a super powerhouse had appeared in the Han Clan. And if there was no surprise, he should be from the Fiery Sect!
The man was about fifty years old, but his attire was unflattering!
Dressed in a sloppy linen coat, he was as skinny as firewood, and his skin was dark. His hair was messy like a chicken's nest, and it was unknown how many years it had been since he last washed it. In his hand was a bottle gourd that had already turned black.
If it wasn't for the aura and strength he had displayed just now, no one would have seen him as a martial artist. They would only see him as a homeless old man!
Because of this, the crowd looked at him even more strangely. They didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the sight of such a powerhouse dressed like this. The atmosphere seemed to lighten up a little.
Standing in front of Wang Yan, the spoiled old man opened the bottle gourd, took a big gulp of wine, and blinked! He narrowed his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man from Donglin Mountain. His murky eyes suddenly shone with a sharp light, and he said arrogantly, "Hahaha … What? Since when did Donglin Mountain have the right to meddle in the affairs of my Fiery Sect? Do you think you can teach my disciple a lesson? Get out of my sight! "
He looked like he was a king. As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand casually. In an instant, a terrifying wave of air burst out, forcing the man from Donglin Mountain to retreat more than ten meters before he could stabilize himself!
His words and his arrogant appearance almost made everyone fall to the ground. What a domineering statement! What was even more shocking was his insane strength. With a wave of his hand, a rank three King Realm martial artist was forced to retreat more than ten meters. What kind of strength was that?
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