C231 Six-sect exchange assembly3

"Trash, you've completely infuriated me!" Yang Yun was furious, "You're dead meat!"

He had never received such an insult in his life.

He was a genius of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, and the other disciples all saw him as someone who was full of respect and reverence.

And now, he had actually been humiliated again and again by a Ninth Level of Martial General Martial Cultivator.

"Is that so?" Ye Feng replied calmly, as if he was chatting with a friend.

Yang Yun retreated a few steps with a gloomy face and patted the black cloth bag on his waist. A ray of black light flew out and transformed into a black Vicious Beasts.

The Vicious Beasts had a huge body and eight long legs. On its head were two long sickles, which were extremely sharp.

"Black Armored Fusarium!" The surrounding disciples cried out in alarm.

The expressions of the few Sect Leaders on the grandstands also changed slightly. Soon after, they all revealed a trace of a smile.

The black armoured Fusarium was emitting an astonishing demonic aura, it was obvious that its cultivation was extremely high, it was equivalent to the peak of the fourth level of Martial King.

Its pair of golden eyes burst forth with an ominous glint, and its pair of scythes were clearly visible. Any one of its blades could split apart a small mountain.

"What a powerful black armored Fusarium!"

"I heard that the black armored Fusarium has the strongest attack out of all the Demon Beast. One slash could cut apart mountains and rivers!"

"I never thought that this Yang Yun would actually subdue a Vicious Beasts like the black armored Fusarium. Terrifying!"

"Ye Feng is dead for sure!"

"…"

The surrounding disciples were all amazed.

At this time, Yang Yun jumped onto the Black Armored Fusarium's head and placed one hand on its head.

Boom!

The black armored Fusarium's eyes flashed. It placed its two scythes on the arena and pierced deeply into it.

"Attack!" Yang Yun thought, and then shouted coldly.

The black armored Fusarium roared, and a bloody stench gushed out as it violently pounced towards Ye Feng. It waved its two scythes and hacked it towards Ye Feng at an extremely fast speed, only leaving afterimages behind.

The surrounding disciples were completely shocked.

"Ye Feng is going to be chopped into pieces!"

"With such a fast attack and strong power, it's impossible for Ye Feng to dodge!"

"…"

However.

The Mudra in Ye Feng's hands pinched the air, and the Xuan Qi Fluctuation under his feet turned into a gust of wind and flew close to the ground.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sickle shot towards Ye Feng like rain, but Ye Feng's body was as fast as wind, the sickle could not hit him no matter what he did.

"What?" Ye Feng actually dodged the attack of the Black Armor Scythe? "

"This is too unbelievable?" What exactly is the martial skill that Ye Feng is using? "

"…"

The surrounding disciples were flabbergasted.

The black armored Fusarium's ferocious attack actually could not hit Ye Feng!

"Earth Scale flying martial skill!" Looking at Ye Feng's figure, the faces of the sect masters slightly changed.

That's right, what Ye Feng had displayed was the Earth Scale flying technique, Wind Controlling Technique.

A moment later.

The black armored Fusarium stopped its attack, and the entire stage was in tatters.

Yang Yun sat on the head of the Black Armor Scythe, his face pale white, his eyes shining with disbelief.

Even a fifth stage Martial King of the Martial King would be smashed to pieces by such a terrifying attack from the Black Armor Scythe. But Ye Feng, a profound energy, was actually safe and sound!

What the hell!

Ye Feng also stopped and sneered: "Is this black armored Fusarium blind? Even a person as big as me can't hit it, you all know how to split the battle stage! "

Hearing this, Yang Yun was so angry that he almost fell down from the black armored Fusarium's head.

The surrounding disciples were also speechless.

Obviously, it was you, Ye Feng, who had abnormally high speed, okay? You actually said that the black armored Fusarium was blind?

Yang Yun clenched his teeth: "Ye Feng, what do you mean by just dodging? If you have the ability, then receive my attack? "

Ye Feng laughed: "Your Idiot! Aren't you at the fourth level of Martial King? Isn't your Black Armored Fusarium at the fifth level of Martial King? Why, do you still want me, a piece of trash with Ninth Level of Martial General, to stand there and let you guys fight it out? "

Hearing that, Yang Yun's face turned red, and blue veins started popping out from his forehead.

Yeah, he, a dignified Martial Cultivator of the fourth stage, actually asked for a piece of profound energy trash to stand and beat him up. This was simply too embarrassing.

The surrounding disciples all thought that Yang Yun's words were too stupid, and looked down on him.

Ye Feng said: "You actually don't want to attack anymore, then it's my turn to attack. Are you ready? I'm going to stomp on you till you spit blood! "

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Yang Yun couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Hahaha, trash, you want to step on me to vomit blood?

The disciples around them all thought that Ye Feng was just bullshitting!

It was said that Ye Feng's movement technique was exceptionally good as well. He managed to dodge Yang Yun's attack and dodge the black armored Fusarium's attack, but for a Ninth Level of Martial General Martial Cultivator like Ye Feng to want to spit blood from Yang Yun's mouth with a single kick, that was simply a dream!

"Ye Feng is too arrogant!"

"You want to stomp Yang Yun till he vomits blood? Only trash like him can say such words! "

"…"

Almost no one believed what Ye Feng said.

Facing everyone's doubts, Ye Feng did not explain. Instead, he used his actions to tell them.

Ye Feng's breath darkened, his hands quickly formed seals, and energy started to circulate above his head. Waves of buzzing sounds came out, and a twisted black vortex slowly formed.

Seeing this, the faces of the surrounding disciples greatly changed.

The few Sect Leaders in the viewing gallery also had a slight change in their expressions, "It's the Earth Ranked Martial Technique again!"

Yang Yun lifted his head to look at the whirlpool, and laughed coldly: "Tsk, and here I was wondering what kind of powerful technique it was, wasn't it just a small whirlpool?"

Ye Feng did not speak. The last Mudra in his hand landed, took a step forward and bellowed: "Nine Steps of Heavenly Path, sixth step!"

Boom.

With that, a massive yellow footprint appeared from the whirlpool. It was as if an enormous giant had descended from the nine heavens. A terrifying energy rolled over, causing the world to change color.

However.

The energy continued to rise as the surrounding Profound Qi seemed to be attracted towards the yellow footprints. The footprints instantly doubled in size, almost covering the entire stage.

Seeing this, the surrounding disciples' eyes were as big as bells, and their mouths were slightly open. Obviously, they were extremely shocked.

"This …"

"What martial skill is this?"

"Clearly, it's Ninth Level of Martial General. How could they execute such powerful martial skills?"

"…"

When he looked at Yang Yun again, he was no longer as calm as he was before. Even the black armored Fusarium was getting scared.

As for the several headmasters in the viewing gallery, they stood up in shock.

Ye Feng said to Yang Yun: "You're right, this is not some powerful technique, you should continue!"

With that said, Ye Feng pointed his finger, and the huge yellow footprint above his head fiercely stomped down.

Ka-cha! *

Ka-cha! *

Before the footprints even landed, the battle stage was already shattered into pieces!

Yang Yun's face was pale white, and his legs felt like they were covered in lead. It was too heavy, causing him to be unable to move.

"No!" Yang Yun shouted in fear.

Boom.

The yellow footprints stepped down, causing the entire stage to collapse, while Yang Yun and the black armoured Fusarium were drowned by the footprints …