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A tinge of amazement flashed past Yang Shengze's eyes:

The first time he saw Feng Yi fly, he was only able to cover a few meters each time.

The second time he saw the girl fly away, she had risen to more than ten meters.

This was probably the third time. She could actually fly five to six Zhang in one breath?

How long has it been? Half a month or so?!

No matter what kind of battle skills it was, just this kind of progress was terrifyingly fast!

And with this kind of battle skills, she naturally did not need to worry about Yang Shengwen's ten moves … …

"Sheng Ze, this girl, will she lose?"

At the side, Liao Shuyi's mood was slightly better, so she did not need to worry too much about Feng Yi losing.

Otherwise, how could she be at ease when this child left the Yang Family for the sake of a single sentence?

Since Wang Family was not quiet, other than her, the only thing he could do was send her to Liao family.

But that was another story. Who would take care of her granddaughter like she did?

It was because of that relationship that everyone treated her extremely well. If an outsider didn't look like one, she would instead look like she was doing it …

Hearing this, Yang Shengze turned his head and honestly said to his grandmother:

"Cousin will not lose. As for how many moves he can win, I don't know."

"Mhmm!"

The old lady nodded her head repeatedly. She didn't care if he would win in a few moves as long as he didn't lose.

That little girl was extremely painful. As long as he could stay by her side, it was more important than anything else.

The grandfather and grandson duo finished their discussion in a low voice.

Yang Shengwen who was in the arena also seemed to have realized the same thing.

His face was flushed, even redder than his clothes.

The red dragon spear flung his hand, pointed at Feng Yi from afar and bellowed:

"Useless trash, if you dare to act so arrogantly with just a tiny bit of skill,

As a cousin, I advise you to go down early!

For the sake of being a guest, I will not chase you away! "

The corner of Feng Yi's mouth hooked up.

Since the two of them had already reached this stage, wasn't these words full of nonsense?

Staring at Yang Shengwen,

Feng Yi prepared to ignore her.

Lowering his head, he shook his wrist.

The twenty-seven kilograms of silver rank, one star violet-gold fan, opened with a "whoosh".

A dazzling purple light shone against the radiance of the sun, making those who saw it feel dizzy and their hearts tremble …

The violet-gold fan looked like a folding fan with a total of twenty-seven dragon bones.

The fan was made of pure purple gold, and he could feel a light breeze blowing on his face as soon as he opened it.

The fan bone was made from the bones of high rank demon beasts, so it was more suitable to be attached to a vital spiritual light.

A domineering aura emanated from him, so powerful that it was difficult to hold firmly.

Feng Yi calmed herself down.

Fortunately, she had been with the Phoenix Jiao for a while,

As a result, it was not eroded by this spiritual wisdom.

With a fan in hand, he fanned it twice to make it smooth. Suddenly, a large gust of wind blew across the arena.

It was not a gale, but it was definitely not a gale either.

Wherever the wind passed by, the ground looked as if it had been swept away. It was so clean that not a single speck of dust was left behind!

Uh!

Feng Yi's eyes immediately opened wide.

He didn't expect this fan to be so powerful. It was probably on par with Princess Iron Fan's banana leaf fan.

Seeing Feng Yi entertaining himself,

Yang Shengwen was furious.

The red dragon spear flung itself outwards, and with a tap of its feet, it flew past several meters away.

It stopped two Zhang away from Feng Yi.

Pointing at Feng Yi, she coldly snorted and said:

"Not just anyone can control the violet-gold fan.

"Since you don't know what's good for you, let's just let your cousin teach you a lesson. What are the rules!"

Before he could finish his sentence …

The fiery red spear shot towards Feng Yi like a meteor chasing the moon!

As the red dragon spear moved forward, the spear tip became more and more red, like a burning fire dragon.

Wherever the spear passed by, scorching hot gale assaulted his face.

A beam of fire streaked through the air, burning with a blood-like passion!

"Hua!"

The crowd went into an uproar.

They all stood up from their seats and applauded with all their might.

Handsome!

Although this move did not use battle skills, it was still very powerful.

red dragon spear could absorb fire element s to strengthen its attack, its attack power was very strong!

Feng Yi blinked her eyes.

His feet didn't move at all.

He saw the long spear approaching him and the heat wave assaulting his face.

With a flick of her wrist, she fanned herself twice with her fan, one on the left and one on the right.

Two violent gales blew out.

The scorching hot air was instantly sent flying a hundred feet away!

The spectators who were standing nearby immediately felt their head being covered by a hot hood, causing them to feel extremely uncomfortable.

The blood flow in his body quickened, and his legs trembled.

The point of the spear was right in front of his eyes.

Feng Yi twisted her waist in a strange manner and started fanning herself again!

"Huala!"

A strong wind blew past,

The wind blew at Yang Shengwen, causing him to stagger for two to three feet.

The corner of Feng Yi's mouth hooked up, she went up close and clenched his left hand into a fist, fiercely smashing it straight at Yang Shengwen!

Whoever said that she would hit someone in the face, she would slap them in the face.

Humph!

Was she allowed to slap her in the face and not allowed to slap her in the face?

A small fist as small as a piece of white jade appeared in his pupils. It was shockingly fast.

The wind from the wrong eye pounced on his face.

Yang Shengwen was startled, he had a lot of experience in battle.

He quickly raised his arm to block!

"Bang! …."

With a heavy punch, he smashed onto Yang Shengwen's arm.

She shook her arm, causing it to crack.

It also caused her to take three steps back!

The furious attack that Feng Yi had received from the phoenix bloodline as well as the powerful physiques of the many heavenly and earthly treasures that she had absorbed to refine her body.

How could Yang Shengwen possibly defend against this in a hurry!

The audience was stunned. Many of them had their mouths agape in an "O" shape.

Astonished, he looked at Feng Yi who had gone berserk.

He was actually stunned!

One strike succeeded.

Feng Yi did not hesitate, and ignored the reaction of the audience.

With a wave of her right hand fan, Yang Shengwen was fanned a few feet away again.

She followed up strangely with a kick aimed at her lower body!

Fighting bravely, who was afraid of who?

Could it be that they were too used to being rabbits, and everyone wanted to be too old to make a move?

Feng Yi's eyes released a sharp light aura, like two sharp blades, staring at Yang Shengwen's scalp tingling!

Astonished, Yang Shengwen reacted quickly as well.

The red dragon spear immediately retrieved them and started kowtowing to Feng Yi.

At the same time, he shouted in anger:

"It's just a coincidence, don't be too proud!"

The corner of Feng Yi's mouth hooked up.

No one knew who was so proud of him.

But no one had anything to do with her.

Seeing that the red dragon spear was about to attack, she stopped herself at the last second and pointed at the ground.

His agile body was sent flying.

The violet-gold fan in his hands agilely flipped, and a purple shadow flew past, shooting towards Yang Shengwen's arms!

silver ranked war weapon s could form a certain level of attack.

Feng Yi was a little more knowledgeable about this.

She also knew some of the other benefits of violet-gold fan, but she didn't need to use them all now.

To deal with Yang Shengwen, there was no need!

"You!"

Yang Shengwen's spear swept the air, and with a turn of his eyes, two rays of purple light had already reached his two arms.

"Swish!"

An ear-piercing sound of flesh entering flesh rang out. It was neat and tidy. With a flash of purple light, two bright red blood strings were sprayed out. It was dazzling!

The attacks of the violet-gold fan were controlled by Feng Yi, how could Yang Shengwen possibly block them?

"Shua!" Swish! Swish! "Swish!"

Feng Yi stood a little further away.

Its expression was indifferent without a trace of emotion, the violet-gold fan in its hands continued to fan itself, and purple light shot out like lightning!

Yang Shengwen was confused.

The Three Star Warriors's defenses were useless.

He could not stand steadily in a hurry, and his wound was bleeding profusely. He was in pain!

Seeing that the opportunity was right,

Feng Yi's lips curved up in a cold smile.

With a tap of her feet, her figure moved like a ghost, the faint green shadow floated past and she had already landed in front of Yang Shengwen!

He lightly put away the fan.

Feng Yi's eyes turned cold.

Using the fan as a stick, he fiercely smashed down at Yang Shengwen's right shoulder!

"AHH!"

Before Yang Shengwen could even think of how to defend against the endless purple light, his shoulder suddenly dropped!

Feng Yi turned to the side, then went behind Yang Shengwen and gave him a flying kick.

He had been kicked so many times, now he could finally kick someone else!

"Bam!"

No battle skills that Yang Shengwen cultivated with was that strange, before he could even stand steadily, he was kicked flying by Feng Yi!

That bright red figure looked so much like when he flew into the arena and looked so much like that person …

"Plop!"

The red dragon spear in Yang Shengwen's hand lost its balance and fell down heavily, smashing against her feet …