Ouyang Ye's cry of pain made Duanmu Yanlong and Chu Limu, who were waiting to see a good show, raise their eyebrows.
Ouyang Ye looked at Qin Feng with a mixture of shock and anger, "You!"
He was speechless, unsure what to say. He had originally intended to teach Qin Feng a lesson, but now he had ended up getting hurt instead.
Xiao Tianhuang was very happy, "Haha, Ouyang Ye underestimated him and suffered a loss."
Ouyang Ye glared at him angrily, "Why didn't you remind me sooner?"
Xiao Tianhuang chuckled, "I thought you were very strong, but I didn't expect that."
Ouyang Ye snorted coldly and turned his gaze to Qin Feng.
"You're not weak, kid. You've got some skills. It's been a long time since I've been injured. I was careless and let you get away with it. Now I'm going to get serious."
Ouyang Ye's expression turned solemn, and his aura became more pronounced.
Duanmu Yanlong and Chu Li exchanged a glance, waiting for the show to begin.
Xiao Tianhuang sneered inwardly. If Qin Feng were so easy to deal with, he would have taken him down long ago. Why would he wait for you guys to arrive?
Qin Feng sensed Ouyang Ye's aura and remained calm. The other party's aura was slightly weaker than Xiao Tianhuang's, so he wasn't afraid of a one-on-one fight.
Ouyang Ye clenched his fist, and a spiritual light emanated from it, constantly flowing around. He then threw a punch.
roar.
A majestic white tiger, exuding a fierce aura, suddenly appeared and transformed into a streak of light, heading towards Qin Feng.
Chu Li frowned in surprise, "White Tiger Flowing Light Fist, tsk tsk, Old Ye is really serious, this is his most prized fist technique."
Duanmu Yanlong smacked his lips.
"Who can argue with that? This White Tiger Flowing Light Fist is born from the combination of one's own will, fist intent, and spiritual power."
It combines the power of boxing with the ferocity and agility of the White Tiger, seamlessly blending strength and dexterity.
Chu Li added, "It is said that the White Tiger Flowing Light Fist is as fast as flowing light. Once it locks onto a target, the opponent cannot escape and it will be a fight to the death."
Xiao Tianhuang curled his lip in disdain. The White Tiger Flowing Light Fist sounded powerful, but it was not as good as his Sky-Tearing Hand. He did not think it could hurt Qin Feng.
Qin Feng gazed calmly at the white tiger charging towards him with its fierce aura. His Flying Rainbow Sword trembled in his hand as he thrust it out.
A seemingly ordinary sword light shot out from the tip of the sword, heading towards the roaring white tiger.
This is Qin Feng's ultimate move, the Ordinary Sword.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Tianhuang raised an eyebrow. This time, watching from the perspective of an outsider, he was even more aware of the extraordinary nature of this move.
Duanmu Yanlong and Chu Li were discussing Ouyang Ye's White Tiger Flowing Light Fist, and for a moment they did not notice the mystery of this ordinary sword.
They glanced at it, their eyes filled with confusion.
"What's this kid up to? He's not thinking he can neutralize Old Ye's White Tiger Flowing Light Fist with just a simple sword aura, is he? Isn't that too naive?"
"He didn't move after he made his move, which doesn't seem like he was joking, but is this really going to work?"
Soon, the facts gave them the answer.
The sword light of the Ordinary Sword was unremarkable and unremarkable along the way, but its power was revealed when it encountered the white tiger covered in flowing light.
puff.
The sword light swept across the White Tiger as if it were in an empty field, cutting it in half.
boom.
With a loud boom, like the mournful cry of a white tiger, it vanished completely.
However, Qin Feng's sword light continued towards Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye frowned, clearly not expecting this scene, and threw a punch at the sword light.
The sword light finally dissipated, and his fist was numb from the shock.
Ouyang Ye was deeply shocked. That sword strike was incredibly powerful. He couldn't help but take another look at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng's Ordinary Sword possesses such power not only because of his own strength, but also because of the Flying Rainbow Sword.
The ordinary sword, which already possessed the essence of swordsmanship, became several times more effective with the addition of the Flying Rainbow Sword.
It is often said that a sword's quality depends on the person wielding it, and this is true. The reverse is also true; if one's strength is inferior or one's cultivation level is equal, a good sword is still crucial.
Qin Feng's sword strike shattered Ouyang Ye's signature fist technique with overwhelming force, leaving Duanmu Yanlong and Chu Li, who had high hopes for the White Tiger Flowing Light Fist, stunned.
"How is this possible? He broke Old Ye's killing move with a single sword strike. That's Old Ye! Who is this kid?"
"Who knows? I've never seen it before. But now that I think back to that sword strike, it wasn't simple at all. It seemed ordinary, but it contained profound mysteries. It had a feeling of the great Dao being simple yet profound."
Seeing this, Ling Wushang gained even more confidence in Qin Feng.
Qin Feng himself didn't feel anything was amiss. He had wielded the Emperor Sword and fought against Xiao Tianhuang, so he felt no pressure fighting Ouyang Ye now.
He looked at Ouyang Ye and said calmly, "Do you still want to fight? I'm afraid you can't do as you wish by yourself!"
Qin Feng was telling the truth, but Ouyang Ye felt he was being looked down upon and was very angry.
With Duanmu Yanlong, Chu Li, and Xiao Tianhuang watching from the side, he couldn't afford to lose face in front of these people of the same rank.
He looked at Qin Feng coldly and said, "Kid, don't be too smug. That was just a warm-up. Did you really think you could beat me?"
Duanmu Yanlong and Chu Li obviously thought the same way, only Xiao Tianhuang, who had fought with Qin Feng, looked at Ouyang Ye with a meaningful expression.
Qin Feng remained noncommittal, simply gazing calmly at Ouyang Ye. If it was war, then so be it; he was not afraid in the slightest.
At this moment, Ouyang Ye took out an axe, indicating that he was going to get serious.
Qin Feng examined the axe. It was heavy and sharp, and it was made of some kind of material, gleaming with a cold black light. It was a high-grade spiritual treasure axe.
When Ouyang Ye saw Qin Feng, he remained calm and composed, as if he had been provoked.
He roared, "Take this axe strike, and the heavens will be cleaved!"
He swung an axe at Qin Feng.
The heavy axe whipped up the surrounding air, emitting a series of whistling sounds, and its blade gleamed coldly, incredibly sharp.
A massive axe shadow appeared behind Ouyang Ye, adding to his imposing aura.
At this moment, the world churned, a gale howled and a storm raged, and thunder roared in the sky, giving people a feeling that the end of the world was coming.
This axe strike carried an unparalleled momentum, as if it could truly cleave the sky.
Ling Wushang's heart skipped a beat upon seeing this; that axe strike was incredibly powerful, and he couldn't withstand it.
Duanmu Yanlong exclaimed, "What a magnificent move, the Heaven-Opening Axe! Its momentum and power are so great that even I feel threatened."
Chu Li nodded in complete agreement, "Old Ye's axe strike was indeed sharp. It seems he was truly enraged and went all out, even using his killing move."
Duanmu Yanlong chuckled, "That kid embarrassed him just now, which is understandable. However, this farce is probably coming to an end here."
The two of them immediately concluded that they were not optimistic about Qin Feng.
Xiao Tianhuang also felt the power of Ouyang Ye's axe, and he wanted to see how Qin Feng would deal with it.
Qin Feng calmly watched the axe coming at him, feeling the cold wind rushing towards him and the powerful pressure. He gripped the Flying Rainbow Sword tightly and slashed out with it.
A dazzling seven-colored sword beam shot into the sky, bringing a glimmer of hope to this apocalyptic environment.
The light of dawn met this earth-shattering axe.
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