"Boom!"

Outside the abyss, a huge earthquake occurred.

The cause of the earthquake was actually the first collision between two young monks.

"I recognized him. He is from Tiansuan Holy Land. He just came to Yuancheng a few days ago!"

"How scary! What kind of power are those young people on the other side?"

The monks around were all shocked.

A confrontation of that level is truly terrifying!

With just a casual punch, the Holy Son Lin Peng unleashed the terrifying power of a Tribulation Crossing Stage.

But Ye Huang's sword was not so easy to deal with. The aura of destruction directly destroyed the attack in front of him and cut it off.

Lin Peng's expression suddenly became serious and he threw out another punch, which offset Ye Huang's attack.

However, at this moment, a brick appeared at the back of his head.

"Bang!"

The bricks turned into powder, and Lin Peng could only feel his head buzzing.

"presumptuous!"

The people from Tiansuan Holy Land made an instant effort, and all kinds of powerful Taoist methods and magic skills came one after another and attacked Ye Xiaoxiao.

However, after Ye Xiaoxiao finished shooting the black brick, he disappeared into the void again with a chuckle.

At the same time, Ye Long and his team also took action.

A long spear, filled with boundless fighting spirit, stabbed out violently, directly blasting a group of people away.

Ye Qian tore off his shirt. Every golden word on his shirt represented a supreme magic. They were words written by Ye Suifeng himself.

He rushed into the crowd in an instant, his body radiating golden light, and punched one by one, like a god of war!

Behind him, Xiao Yi's eyes sparkled with surprise. She had never seen Ye Qian so powerful before.

Yu Hong and his friends were not idle either.

Wolf Girl, Qiu Mie, Si Chenlan, Jiang Fei, Lao Qi and others also rushed in with Ye Qian, fighting vigorously and with their fighting spirit soaring to the sky!

Yu Hong had an indifferent expression and took out a glowing array plate.

With a flick of his fingers, several grand array diagrams emerged and intertwined among the group of people from Tiansuan Holy Land.

Fugui even revealed his true form, a long-haired black bear several feet tall. He roared, and slapped a man away with one slap, and blood splashed into the air.

Although it looks silly, it is actually a real holy beast, and a single strike can destroy the world!

Under the attack of this group of fierce men, the people of Tiansuan Holy Land were almost instantly defeated and fled in panic.

The monks outside were stunned. Is this really someone from Tiansuan Holy Land?

Who exactly is the party that is fighting against it?

"Bang!"

Lin Peng, who was at the front, was hit on the forehead by a brick again.

Although it was not fatal, the feeling of being suppressed was driving him crazy.

"Die!"

He rushed towards Ye Huang angrily, like a ferocious ancient beast.

Lin Peng knew that only by defeating Ye Huang would he have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

So, he used all his strength.

But Ye Huang, is he not an idle person?

The trials above the Nine Heavens, the resources of the Nine-Layered Origin Tower, and Ye Suifeng's occasional guidance, her true strength has long reached the pinnacle level.

Facing the oncoming Lin Peng, she remained calm.

The pattern between her eyebrows flickered, and an aura of endless destruction burst out from her body.

And there is a bone-chilling murderous intent!

Ye Huang did not retreat but advanced, rushing towards Lin Peng, with a circle of colorful sword energy storm forming around his body.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two of them kept colliding in the air, and the breath that escaped from them alone was enough to clear away all the underground fire above the abyss.

The battle waves were so terrifying that the monks outside retreated dozens of feet again, fearing that they would be affected by the impact if they were not careful.

Lin Peng is worthy of being the Holy Son of the Holy Land.

With great strength and endless means, he is considered the best among the young generation.

But as time went by, he was still at a disadvantage and was almost beaten by Ye Huang.

Even the armor on his body began to crack under the storm of sword energy filled with destructive aura.

The older Lin Peng gets, the more shocked he becomes. How could such a powerful person appear in such a place? Could she really be one of those eternal forces?

A moment later, a flash of sword light flashed and cut his chest.

The precious armor was torn into pieces.

The bright red blood dyed half of his body red.

At this moment, the brick that made him feel most psychologically exploded appeared again and hit him hard on the head.

Lin Peng just felt dizzy.

When he came to his senses, a long sword was already across his neck.

Looking around, all the people in Tiansuan Holy Land had been captured, some dead and some injured.

There was a look of disbelief in Lin Peng's eyes.

He actually lost!

Even though he was under siege, he knew that if he fought Ye Huang alone, he would be the one who would be defeated in the end.

Ye Huang looked at him indifferently, with cold eyes.

"Is it worth it just for a tiny fire crystal?"

"If you had not been so arrogant just now and had spoken nicely, perhaps you would not have lost your life here."

A hint of murderous intent emanated from Ye Huang.

Lin Peng's pupils shrank slightly, and at this moment, he felt the breath of death.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Ye Huang's arm.

"Forget it, cousin. This crime does not deserve death."

Ye Long came up.

Ye Huang lowered his eyes slightly and said, "When he attacked, he didn't consider our life or death."

Ye Long smiled and said, "So now, most of his men are dead or injured, and his own life is in danger."

"They have received the punishment they deserved."

Ye Huang's expression remained unchanged: "Letting the tiger go back to the mountains is irresponsible to myself and my family."

Ye Long smiled slightly: "There is no need for us to be afraid of a defeated general."

Ye Huang was silent.

But the murderous intent within him increased instead of decreasing.

Ye Long's hand did not retreat, and the sword intent and fighting spirit gradually rose between the two of them.

At this time, Ye Qian and his group also gathered around.

He looked serious as he saw the two people secretly fighting each other due to their different ideas.

Even Ye Xiaoxiao rarely put away her cynical smile.

Just when the momentum of both sides was growing stronger, Ye Long suddenly let go of his hand.

He laughed and said, "Cousin, you have grown so fast that I almost want to challenge you."

"Why don't we go back first? Uncle should be back soon."

Hearing Ye Long mention his father, Ye Huang slowly suppressed his murderous intent.

"That's good. We have plenty of opportunities."

The long sword left Linpeng's neck and returned to the scabbard.

Seeing the two of them take a step back, Ye Xiaoxiao and Ye Qian also breathed a sigh of relief.

If the two of them really started fighting, it would not be a funny thing.

Afterwards, several people simply ignored Lin Peng, left them behind, and disappeared above the valley that was once again covered by underground fire.

After a long time, Lin Peng suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood, almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Only after he survived the disaster did he realize that his back was already covered in cold sweat.

"Holy Son!"

The few surviving people from the Tiansuan Holy Land gathered around.

One of them had a sullen look on his face, looking at the direction where Ye Huang and the others were leaving, and said viciously: "Holy Son, I will go find Master Qingsong and make them pay with blood!"

Lin Peng turned his head slowly, his face expressionless.

“Bang!”

He slapped the man hard on the face, knocking out his teeth.

"I've already learned a lesson in arrogance."

He turned around and said, "No one can mention this matter."

"If I see them in the future..."

"Just go around it."