Chapter 1522 The Demonic Horse

"Hahaha, the eighth level of the Void Realm, a guy who overestimates his own abilities, but... how can such a waste be qualified to enter a fifth-grade sect? I will eliminate it for the Diyuan Sect today. Situ Reading

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After understanding Ye Feng's cultivation, Qingshanhe's originally cold face showed a hint of mockery.

"Noisy, whether you are qualified to enter a fifth-grade sect is not up to you, if you have the ability... fight first!"

For such self-satisfied children of noble families, Ye Feng has always had a lot of disgust in his heart. Hearing Qingshanhe say this, his anger rose in his heart, and he shot a ray of strange fire into the air.

At the same time, Ye Feng's figure floated up, and a fire python flew straight towards Qingshanhe as his fingertips gently swirled.

The opponent's blood-colored energy contained a deadly poison, which was very difficult to deal with.

Ye Feng, naturally, would not leave any room for him, and the first move was the Qingwu Youhuo.

"Haha, is it still the same trick? It doesn't work after using it once!"

Looking at the blue fire python that was attacking him, Qingshanhe moved several feet away in the air. Although he said this lightly, the fear in his eyes was clearly visible, and he was obviously trying to brag.

After all, the strange fire is the strange fire.

Not to mention a warrior in the early stage of the king realm like Qingshanhe, even a saint, or even a saint who has passed the tribulation, must concentrate and wait, so as not to capsize in the ditch.

The high temperature that rose sharply made the atmosphere on the scene extremely tense in an instant.

"Eighth level of Void Realm... Challenging third level of King Realm, this guy is really brave. When did Diyuan Sect have such a hot-tempered third-grade inscription master?"

"Maybe he thinks that since he is an inscription master, the King Realm of Tianyuan Sect across from him will not dare to kill him."

"I don't think so. Seeing how angry that King Realm is, how could he show mercy? Maybe... he will suffer soon."

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The people on the side who acted as spectators naturally didn't worry about Ye Feng. Their purpose was just to watch a good show.

In Jinhua Upper City, the major forces did not get along well with each other. For example, the two fifth-grade sects of Tiandiyuan Sect were close to each other and shared the same sutra and law dojo, but they had been fighting openly and secretly in private.

Tianyuan Sect wanted to suppress Diyuan Sect firmly, but Diyuan Sect was obviously not convinced and wanted to strive to be on par with Tianyuan Sect.

Disciples often fight with each other, but most of the time, the top leaders of the sect just turn a blind eye to it as long as it doesn't get into trouble.

"It's terrible. Go find Elder Tu quickly. Junior Brother Ye is definitely not that man's opponent."

Yuan Ningzhen's face was tense, and she winked at Wang Yuwei anxiously.

"It's too late. I'll go back now. When Elder Tu arrives, the daylily will be cold."

"Wait, let's attack together. I don't believe that the people of Tianyuan Sect really dare to kill the three of us."

Wang Yuwei shook his head, clenched his fists tightly, and was ready to rush into the field at any time. Although they were menial disciples, they were still people of Diyuan Sect after all.

If they were really killed by Tianyuan Sect warriors, the two sects would definitely cause a huge wave.

Boom!

In the short gap, Qingshanhe's momentum had reached its peak, and the huge pressure was faintly pressing down, and his blood-red eyes looked even more terrifying.

"You little brat, you don't know how to live or die. Look at me... I'll kill you with one move!"

The cold voice echoed, and he clenched his hands in the air. A blood-colored spear appeared out of thin air, and the strong energy rolling above made the surrounding space appear faintly illusory.

Swallowing his saliva quietly, Ye Feng's eyes were also extremely cold, and a faint green stone tablet appeared behind him.

Just when the battle was about to break out, a powerful sound wave rolled in, like a thunder in the plain, shaking everyone's eardrums to burst.

"Damn it. Who dares to make trouble in Jinhua Shangcheng!"

Bang!

Qingshanhe's momentum, which had just been condensed, was washed away by the sound wave, and it wilted in an instant. If he hadn't dodged at the last moment, he might have been seriously injured by just this shout.

Ye Feng's eyes twitched and he quickly restrained his breath. Just as he was about to retreat, the sound wave stopped right in front of him and then quickly dissipated.

"Master!"

With a sigh of admiration in his heart, Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the direction where the sound wave rolled.

There is no doubt that the person who came was extremely powerful. He repelled Qingshan River with just a sound wave, and he could send and receive it freely. He was as powerful as a wave the moment before, and then he easily disintegrated the next moment.

This level of control over Yuanli really shocked people secretly.

On the opposite side of the street, dozens of patrol soldiers in shining armor appeared. They held silver spears in their hands. Behind them was a magic horse, majestic, with flames galloping on its four hooves. It jumped over the heads of many soldiers and appeared in front of everyone when it landed.

"Hmph..."

"Are you tired of living? How dare you fight on my territory?"

A rough man sat on the magic horse. His upper body muscles were exposed, veins were bulging, his eyes were thick, his face was square and his nose was wide. Just standing there, he exuded a fierce aura.

When this man appeared, all the onlookers showed fear and subconsciously retreated.

There were many law enforcers in Jinhua Upper City, and Guan Buyu was one of them. It was rumored that this man was extremely fierce, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth level of the king realm. No one dared to provoke him casually.

"I am... an inner disciple of Tianyuan Sect. Do you want to interfere in the affairs of Tianyuan Sect?"

Almost injured by the other party's sound wave, Qingshanhe frowned with an ugly look, even though he had heard of Guan Buyu's name a long time ago, and said coldly and unwillingly.

Tianyuan Sect disciples have some privileges in Jinhua Upper City. Being scolded and repelled in public made Qingshanhe feel that his face was damaged and it was difficult to step down.

"Hehe, a mere inner disciple is trying to play tricks on me? Unless your Saint Realm elder comes in person, I might give him some face."

"Now tell me, who gave you the courage to fight a third-grade inscription master? And... it was before my Inscription Master Guild..."

Rolling his eyes at Qingshanhe, Guan Buyu's expression... was intimidating without anger, and the expression he looked at Ye Feng clearly had a hint of "one of us" in his expression...