Holding Chaos to Suppress the Heavens

Then, Feng Yu turned to face the disciples of the Seventeen Sects and showed a devilish smile.

He didn't want to expose the fact that he had learned the power of space in the Space Temple and became a space swordsman.

But under the circumstances just now, if he wanted to rescue Jin Hongzong’s fellow disciples, he could only use the power of space and had to expose his own talent.

"Are you ready to bear my wrath?"

Since it has come, we might as well make the best of it. Since the secret of the power of space has been exposed, Feng Yu will no longer suppress himself.

He wants to turn these people and this place upside down.

The enormous sealing force and the king's artistic conception continued to condense and pressed down on the disciples of the seventeen sects.

In an instant, the disciples of the seventeen sects felt that their spiritual power was suppressed a lot. Some geniuses even couldn't help but let the swords in their hands tremble violently.

What kind of magic trick is this?

Dragon swimming...footwork.

Transformed into a cloud dragon phantom, the next moment, Feng Yu instantly appeared in front of a genius and punched him.

He used the Nine Realms Fist which he had not used for a long time.

The power of the nine realms of wind, rain, thunder, lightning, gold, wood, water, fire and earth gathered into one punch and bombarded the genius.

puff.

The genius felt as if he was hit by a huge star. He flew backwards, dragging more than a dozen disciples behind him with him and creating a big hole in the street.

The streets were filled with dust.

"Death is like the wind, it is always with you."

When the vision of some geniuses was blocked, Feng Yu's voice sounded behind them.

For a moment, cold sweat soaked their clothes.

boom.

Another stream of sword energy dissipated in all directions, and Feng Yu cut off the right arms of more than a dozen disciples at the same time.

Since you want to cut off my fellow disciple's right arm, I don't mind giving him a taste of his own medicine.

"what………"

The bloody smell filled the entire street, and the inhumane screams were endless, destroying the hearts of every genius.

"Ahhhhhhh, I can't stand it anymore, demon, he is a demon."

Hearing the brutal screams around them, the other geniuses' psychological defenses were completely destroyed and they ran away.

But can they escape Feng Yu’s pursuit?

"The Magic Sword."

A golden crescent was divided into dozens of golden crescents by Feng Yu, and then transmitted in front of the escaped disciple through the power of space.

Dozens of golden crescents cut off their right arms, and blood spilled all over the street.

Feng Yu transformed into a devil and would never let anyone go. He wanted to teach them a bloody lesson.

The streets were covered in blood, and as time passed, disciples from seventeen sects were lying in the streets in a disorderly manner, which was a horrifying sight.

The geniuses around were hiding in various places on the streets. They looked at Feng Yu who had turned into a demon, trembling all over, and gradually left.

There were many among these people who had looked down on Feng Yu before, but from this moment on, Feng Yu was classified by them as being on the same level as the royal geniuses.

In the arena's main battle seat, the seventeen major clan leaders were so angry that they were fuming, their bodies couldn't stop shaking, and they felt as if their hearts were bleeding.

So many disciples of his own sect were being ravaged by Feng Yu, and some even had their arms chopped off.

If the small group of disciples in Jinyuan Cave were included, at least one-third of their talents had been lost at his hands.

On the spot, the seventeen major clan leaders turned their attention to Hu Lie and Wang Feng.

Feng Yu is so cruel to the participating geniuses, isn't that a foul?

Just as they were about to speak, two murderous intentions suddenly enveloped them, freezing them on the spot.

It was the murderous aura of Hu Lie and Wang Feng.

"I didn't say anything that Fengyu violated the rules so he can continue. If I find you guys trying to do something small again, don't blame me for being rude."

Hu Lie's voice reached their ears, making them grit their teeth and sit back in their seats.

On the silver throne, Hu Lie and Wang Feng glanced at the seventeen major clan leaders and muttered to themselves, "The Tianying ranking competition is not a competition where you can do whatever you want."

They didn't care how the seventeen major sect leaders had their disciples use despicable means to deal with Feng Yu before, but now that their own disciples were being trampled upon by Feng Yu, they rushed to stand up and accuse Feng Yu.

How can there be such a good thing in the world?

Feng Yu didn't break any rules, so as long as he didn't kill anyone or destroy his cultivation, they wouldn't bother.

They treated such a gifted youngster as a treasure and were overwhelmed.

Misfortunes sent by heaven can be pardoned, but misfortunes brought upon oneself cannot be pardoned.

Feng Yu has completed the battle here.

Slowly retracting his aura, Feng Yu stood on a small house. The whole street was stained red with blood, and limbs were lying on the ground.

His eyes returned to calm. Feng Yu put the storage bags of everyone here into his pocket and slowly left the street.

His mission has been accomplished. He believes that from now on, the seventeen major sect leaders will never send their disciples to cause trouble again.

As for those geniuses who are still wailing in pain, there are people to deal with them. With their level of cultivation, they will not die in a short time.

Crazy Yu.

After this battle, everyone in the audience gave Feng Yu a title.

After today, Fengyu's name will surely spread throughout the imperial city.

Amid the cheers of the entire arena, Feng Yu slowly returned to the arena.

Although there is still one day left before the end of the token battle, Feng Yu, who holds more than a hundred tokens, has already secured his place in the top thirty.

If he continues to stay outside, other geniuses will be restricted in the fight, so it is better for him to come back directly.

"Feng Yu... Feng Yu... Feng Yu... Feng Yu."

The audience around him frantically shouted Feng Yu's name and nickname, and were completely impressed by him.

Now thinking about what Feng Yu said and did before, they all took it seriously.

You are a genius and you are powerful. Everything you said is right and we all believe it.

More than a dozen geniuses on the Overlord's throne were burning with strong fighting spirit and stared at Feng Yu closely.

Judging from the combat power Feng Yu had just displayed, he was definitely on the same level as them, and he was also a space swordsman they had never seen before, which aroused their great interest.

Feng Yu ignored their warlike eyes, walked across the arena and came to a corner, where Hun Shan and nine other disciples were.

Looking at the eight injured disciples, Feng Yu felt very guilty: "I'm sorry, I got you into trouble."

The eight disciples didn't have the energy to speak at this time, they just shook their heads slightly to show that they didn't care.

This made Feng Yu feel even more guilty, so he took out a hundred storage bags and gave them to them.

"These are the storage bags of those people just now. I have taken out the tokens inside. I believe the things inside can help you improve your strength faster."

These people have been seriously injured and can no longer enter the top 50 qualifying round, so Feng Yu can only compensate them in this way.

Under Hunshan's persuasion, they all accepted the storage bags and were sent away to heal their wounds.

Watching them being sent away, Feng Yu's eyes were as sharp as swords, directed at the seventeen sect leaders.

The seventeen major clan leaders in the clan chairman's meeting also stared at Feng Yu with vicious eyes.