As soon as Yang Feng made his move, a burst of ridicule came from all around.
In any case, there was an agreement between Long Ao and Yang Feng. But now, Yang Feng obviously did not abide by the agreement and interfered in this matter.
Again, Yang Feng would not easily make a move unless it was a last resort.
At this moment, Yang Feng was really anxious.
First, Zhou Qiong was killed, and then the three Half-saint elders fell. If Yang Chen was killed by Long Ao, the Sacred Ground would really commit suicide.
He dared not to be careless, but Long Ao certainly would not leave Yang Chen alive for the Sacred Ground.
"Shameless Sacred Ground, shameless Yang Feng."
After saying that, Long Ao's Dragon God's Arm had already smashed Yang Chen's temple, killing him instantly.
No one knew if Long Ao did it on purpose, but he failed to kill Yang Chen after hundreds of punches. But Yang Feng intervened and Long Ao directly killed Yang Chen with one punch.
Provocation.
Long Ao was obviously provoking the Sacred Ground. If it was in the past, everyone would definitely think that Long Ao was courting death. But now, everyone would give him a thumbs up and praise him because he had the capital to do so. Did you?
After killing Yang Chen, Long Ao quickly retreated, not giving Yang Feng the slightest chance.
Yang Feng came in front of Yang Chen and looked at the four corpses on the ground. His face was gloomy and he did not say a word. His whole body emitted waves of cold aura, like a ten-thousand-year-old ancient corpse.
In front of the Sacred Ground.
It was quiet, and no one spoke.
In just a few minutes, Long Ao had killed four Half-saint experts. What kind of concept was that?
At this moment, everyone had a new understanding of Long Ao's strength.
Although Long Ao was only a beginner Half-saint, his true strength was comparable to a peak Half-saint. At least, no one below the Saint Realm was a match for Long Ao.
"Long Ao, you're courting death."
"Hahaha, Yang Feng, we made a deal just now. I will fight four people. If I win, not only will they die, but the Holy Land will also have to leave the Cloud Island. Don't tell me you don't want to accept it?"
Long Ao wasn't the least bit surprised by Yang Feng's actions. After all, he had killed four semi-sage experts. He had almost wiped out all the semi-sage experts of the Holy Land. It would be strange if Yang Feng would stop here.
"Hmph, I made a deal with you but I didn't say that if you win against the four of them, you can leave the Holy Land. I will keep my promise. Later, the Holy Land will leave the Cloud Island. We will never set foot on the Cloud Island again. But before we leave, you must die."
Hearing Yang Feng's words, everyone was shocked.
Was the Sacred Ground really going to leave the Cloud Island?
No one seemed to be able to react. No matter what, the Holy Land had dominated the Cloud Island for so many years. No one had ever thought that there would be a day when the Holy Land would withdraw from the Cloud Island.
Is this true?
Until now, no one dared to believe it.
Although Yang Feng had already announced that the Holy Land would withdraw from the Cloud Island, the meaning of his words was clear. Even if the Holy Land left, they would still kill Long Ao. It had to be said that Yang Feng was indeed shameless. He had clearly lost, but he still insisted on twisting words.
Long Ao smiled contemptuously. He was very indifferent and said without the slightest worry, "I have long known that the Holy Land is shameless, but I never thought that you would be this shameless. But it doesn't matter. Since you want to play, I will play with you."
Arrogant.
Overbearing.
Long Ao's courage and charm deeply impressed everyone, including Yang Feng. At this moment, Yang Feng still couldn't react. Why did the Holy Land provoke this maleficent star? It brought a fatal disaster to the Holy Land for no reason.
Not only did they lose four semi-sage elders, but they also made it impossible for the Holy Land to dominate the Cloud Island. They had to withdraw from the Cloud Island.
Although there were countless islands in the Outer Sea, it was harder than reaching the sky to occupy a place. The reason why the Holy Land could dominate the Cloud Island was the efforts of several generations. It didn't come out of nowhere.
Inside the Dragon Seal Space.
Long Fu placed the souls of the three semi-sage martial artists into the blood pool and began to refine the so-called soul power.
What Long Ao needed the most now was to fuse the souls and continuously strengthen his soul power. But according to his master, the remaining soul of Yang Chen must be refined into a soul slave as soon as possible.
Without the corpse, he could only refine it into a soul slave. If it was the Dragon Seal Space in the past, it would have been impossible. But now, the situation was completely different.
When the Primordial Divine Dragon fell, its power was given to Long Ao and Long Qiang. All of its blood was poured into the blood pool. In this way, the blood pool instantly recovered a little. So if Long Fu went all out to refine it, three minutes would be enough.
Yang Feng suddenly turned his head and coldly stared at the youth in front of him.
"Long Ao, you shouldn't have provoked the Holy Land."
"You have to understand one thing. It was the Holy Land that provoked me first. The first time, Zhou Dian cut off my disciple's left arm. The second time, Yang Chen took my disciple. Do you mean that the Holy Land can bully people at will and we have to obediently endure it?"
Yang Feng was speechless by Long Ao's question.
No matter what, the Holy Land was in the wrong first. Because it was the Holy Land that provoked him first. But now that things had come to this point, how could Yang Feng admit his mistake? Wouldn't that be slapping his own face?
Yang Feng smiled and said, "Long Ao, I have to admit that you can indeed be called number one under the Saint realm. You were able to defeat Yang Chen and the other three by yourself. If you can break through to the Saint realm, even if you're only a primary Saint, I won't be your opponent."
It was the truth.
Hearing Yang Feng's words, no one had the slightest doubt. Because Long Ao had just witnessed his strength. He was able to defeat four people by himself and kill them. Just this strength alone was enough to show disdain for everyone under the Saint realm.
It was not an exaggeration to call him number one under the Saint realm.
But everyone also knew that no matter how strong Long Ao was, he was still a Semi-Saint and could not compete with a Saint. This was the biggest gap between a Saint and a Semi-Saint.
Yang Feng knew this. Long Ao also knew this. Everyone knew this.
Because of this, without exception, everyone thought that Long Ao was doomed this time. But since he could make a scene in the Holy Land and kill four Semi-Saint warriors, his name would still go down in history.
"Long Ao, if you can take ten of my moves, I'll let you go."
Only ten moves.
It sounded simple, but it was not easy to withstand ten moves from a Saint. It was especially difficult for a Semi-Saint warrior to withstand ten moves from a Saint.
However, Long Ao still looked indifferent. At this time, Yang Feng suddenly attacked. However, he left quickly and came back even faster. His eyes were opened wider than a cow's. He had an expression of disbelief. Not only Yang Feng, even the others had the same expression as if they had seen a ghost. They didn't know what was going on.
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