Holding Chaos to Suppress the Heavens

Thinking of this, Feng Yu's eyes gradually turned cold and he stared at Hong Yangming.

I had let the noble young man go before, but he still asked his brother Hong Yangming to come and seek revenge, so there was no need for me to hold back.

It was obvious that it was Hong Yangming's younger brother who started the dispute, and he just fought back casually, and then Hong Yangming came to seek revenge without any reason, which was really ridiculous.

So what if they were the prime minister's sons? Since they had offended him, the two brothers were the same in his eyes.

"After beating the little one, a big one comes. There is no point in talking any more. Let's fight."

The Golden Dragon Sword was instantly unsheathed and held in Feng Yu's hand, pointing directly at Hong Yangming.

The audience was on high alert, including Wang Feng and Hu Lie.

Although Feng Yu can at least withstand a blow from Feng Wuji's golden hammer, can he defeat Hong Yangming, who is only one step away from Feng Wuji?

While everyone was still thinking about this, Feng Yu and the other two took action.

Hong Yangming's eighth level of spiritual power burst out, and a thick layer of ochre-colored spiritual power attached to the giant sword in his hand, slashing towards Feng Yu.

The spiritual power attached to the giant knife instantly turned into quicksand and then into a hurricane that was about to envelop Feng Yu.

Hong Yangming's spiritual power is actually the rare quicksand spiritual power, which can be used for both attack and defense and is extremely difficult to deal with.

But in Feng Yu's eyes, this is child's play.

After taking back the Golden Dragon Sword, Feng Yu also condensed a thick ochre-colored spiritual power in his hand, forming a thick wall in front of him.

The chaotic spiritual power instantly turned into solid spiritual power with extremely strong defensive capabilities.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta.

The quicksand spiritual power kept hitting the thick walls and couldn't get close to Feng Yu at all.

"How many kinds of spiritual powers does Feng Yu have?"

Everyone present was wondering about this question.

After watching Feng Yu fight several times, they saw Feng Yu display all kinds of attribute spiritual power, and he was extremely proficient in it, which was truly terrifying.

He is clearly a space swordsman, but he knows so many tricks. It is impossible for him to learn them even if he was trained in the womb.

"If you try to test me again, you will be defeated within ten moves."

The two earth-attributed spiritual powers dissipated, Feng Yu had already arrived in front of Hong Yangming and swept out with a sword.

The Golden Dragon Sword let out a loud roar, and a sharp golden energy fell straight down.

"joke."

Hong Yangming was neither hurried nor slow. He sneered and formed a thick stream of quicksand around him, which resisted the Golden Dragon Sword and tried to absorb it in.

Feng Yu's eyes narrowed, and chaotic spiritual power burst out, shattering the flowing quicksand.

The next moment, Hong Yangming's ghostly figure appeared behind Feng Yu and slashed him with a knife.

A huge bear roar came from the heavy sword, trying to smash Feng Yu to pieces.

At the critical moment, the king's will and the anti-seal power oppressed together, weakening Hong Yangming's attack and spiritual power.

"break."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Nine-Revolution God and Demon Power turned greatly, and Feng Yu blasted out with the Nine Realms Fist.

There was a bang and the two of them stepped back together, their eyes shining.

You meet your opponent in chess.

Everyone present's eyes lit up. In these few short confrontations, they were able to roughly determine Feng Yu's fighting ability.

He is actually on par with Hong Yangming. Considering Feng Yu's current level, it is truly incredible.

Feng Yu stared at Hong Yangming closely. His spiritual power and fighting style reminded him of Nie Gai.

Both of them have mutated spiritual power of earth attribute and unparalleled defensive power, but Hong Yangming is more flexible and intelligent than Nie Gai.

Just these two additional points make it much more troublesome than Nie Gai.

"If this is all you are capable of, prepare to have your limbs removed. I will give them to my brother."

Hong Yangming said calmly, and a trace of ferocity suddenly appeared on his calm face.

Anyone who bullies his brother will die.

He is actually a brother-con.

"Just die."

Veins bulged on Hong Yangming's body, and he raised his hands upward. A giant sword covered with thick quicksand suddenly appeared in the void, pointing at Feng Yu.

"Hong Yangming has used his trump card. Is Feng Yu going to lose?"

Everyone felt the heavy power of the giant sword, and their faces changed drastically.

If any one of them went up there, they would probably be smashed into a pulp.

"Emperor Earth Divine Sword, suppress it for me."

Hong Yangming's face had already turned red. With a wave of his hand, the Earth Emperor's Divine Sword instantly turned into a yellow dragon and suppressed Feng Yu.

Feng Yu seemed to be frightened by the Earth Emperor's Divine Sword. He stood there in a daze.

"No." Feng Bailing's voice rang out, but it was too late.

boom..........

The Earth Emperor's giant sword hit Feng Yu directly where he was, stirring up a huge sandstorm that blocked everyone's vision.

"Feng Yu..." Everyone stared at the sandstorm with disbelief on their faces.

Did Feng Yu lose just like that? This was his first battle.

"Hahahahahaha."

Hong Yangming's laughter came from the sandstorm.

Until the sandstorm dissipated, Hong Yangming looked at his younger brother and gave him a thumbs up.

But Hong Yangming did not see a smile on his brother's face, instead he was a little frightened.

what on earth is it?

"Isn't it too early to rush to take credit for your work to your brother?"

Feng Yu's voice, like the Black and White Impermanence, sounded from behind Hong Yangming, causing his body to tremble.

Only then did people remember.

Feng Yu is a space swordsman.

That’s right, Feng Yu just used the power of space to teleport himself behind Hong Yangming at the critical moment without being discovered by him.

So this is the horror of the Space Swordsman. During the battle, who would have thought where Feng Yu would appear from.

"I don't believe it, you die."

Hong Yangming's face was filled with shock. He reacted very quickly, turned around and punched out.

But will Fengyu give him this opportunity?

The Golden Dragon Sword had already been placed against his right arm, slashing straight down.

"what........"

A large wave of blood gushed out, and Hong Yangming's inhuman screams echoed throughout the entire arena.

The cry sounded terrifying.

"Cut off my limbs because your brother wants to cut off my limbs. You are so powerful."

Another arm was cut off. Feng Yu cut off both of his hands, then slapped Hong Yangming's head hard, knocking him unconscious.

Everyone at the scene fell silent.

Looking at Hong Yangming lying in the arena with blood flowing, everyone felt that they could not guess Feng Yu's mind.

Feng Yu crippled the grandson of the prime minister of Tianying Kingdom just like that.

You have to know that the prime minister of the dynasty, Hong Qitian, is a man with great connections. Feng Yu could easily offend such a person.

"Feng Yu...wins"

Hu Lie announced Feng Yu's victory quietly and swallowed his saliva. At this moment, he couldn't help but admire Feng Yu's composure.

The name Fengyu is well deserved.