Yan Yi unleashed his secret technique "Burning Blood," while Yuan Hong similarly used the secret technique "Burning Soul," both of them appearing ready to fight Murong Yi to the death.
With the enhancement of the secret technique, both of their auras and strength were significantly improved. Previously, they had been suppressed by Murong Yi, but now the situation had been reversed, and it was their turn to suppress Murong Yi.
Yan Yi, having reversed his dejected mood, was extremely pleased with himself. "Hmph, Dragon Slayer."
With a chilling aura and dazzling light, the long blade, radiating scorching flames, attacked Murong Yi like a torrent of fire from the sky.
Yuan Hong didn't hold back either. His sword, the "Stunning Swan Sword Immortal," flashed and locked onto Murong Yi, launching a continuous barrage of attacks.
Murong Yi was caught off guard by the sudden improvement of the two, and was put at a disadvantage for a time, which made him even more furious.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
He was like a madman, his eyes bloodshot, his whole body exuding murderous intent, and the ink sword in his hand carrying a murderous aura as he swung it repeatedly.
However, Yuan Hong and Yan Yi's improvement was too great, and no matter how crazy he was, he was still suppressed and beaten.
Before long, he was covered in wounds.
Qin Feng watched the three of them fight with a smile. Yuan Hong and Yan Yi did this not without consequences.
Yan Yi's powerful blood energy is constantly weakening. If this continues, it will only get weaker and weaker. Regardless of success or failure, he will need a period of rest and recuperation.
The same applies to Yuan Hong's Soul Burning Secret Technique; afterwards, his soul will enter a weakened state, and without a good medicine, it may be difficult to recover.
And then there's Murong Yi. Don't be fooled by the fact that he's being beaten down and injured. Qin Feng doesn't believe that's all he's capable of.
Sure enough, the next moment Murong Yi made a move, and everyone heard his hoarse, deep voice.
"He became a demon through killing."
Qin Feng thought he would use a transformation technique like Hei Sha, changing his entire body shape drastically and becoming ferocious and terrifying, but the reality was somewhat different.
Murong Yi had indeed changed. He was surrounded by black energy, and his entire body had turned dark. His clothes, skin, and even nails had turned black.
However, his physique did not change much, except that he became more slender.
His face looked even more stern, but he still had a human appearance.
He now has a half-mask on his face, somewhat similar to the masks usually worn by the people of the Black Fiend Immortal Palace.
He was clad in black armor, which made him look even more imposing.
His sword had become narrower and longer, and its black and red light had completely transformed into a dark, eerie glow, making it even more imposing.
Murong Yi was covered in ink, looking like a stern swordsman. More importantly, his aura had become stronger.
"kill."
With a deep shout, he switched from defense to offense, entangled with Yuan Hong and Yan Yi.
After being corrupted by demons, Murong Yi was no longer being suppressed. Even when facing two opponents, he still held a slight advantage.
Clang, clang, clang.
Thump, thump, thump.
The three fought fiercely, much to the delight of the onlookers, who witnessed such a peak duel.
At the same time, they were very curious about the outcome, wondering who would win in the end.
Qin Feng watched the three people fighting fiercely, and he had a clear understanding of the situation.
All three of them used their best skills, so this battle wouldn't last long.
Yan Yi's offensive appeared fierce, with every strike like a raging fire, yet it could not conceal the decline in his morale.
His face gradually turned pale, clearly indicating that this "Blood Burning" secret technique was not so easy to use, and the negative effects had already appeared.
Yuan Hong also experienced a similar situation. His combat power remained the same, his sword light was sharp, and his sword energy was rampant, but Qin Feng still noticed a slight decline in his condition.
In contrast, Murong Yi, while maintaining Gao Dun's level of exhaustion, was clearly in better shape than Yuan Hong and the other two.
If Yuan Hong and Yan Yi don't give it their all and let the situation continue, they will undoubtedly lose.
It must be said that Murong Yi is indeed formidable.
Qin Feng saw it clearly, and Yuan Hong and Yan Yi, as the parties involved, naturally understood it as well.
Yuan Hong shouted at Yan Yi, "Yan Yi, this can't go on like this. Since things are already like this, let's take a gamble."
Yan Yi didn't hesitate and simply replied, "Okay, let's go for it."
Yuan Hong's eyes were incredibly firm, and his aura surged, causing the surrounding air to scatter in all directions. His face turned deathly pale.
His heart sank, and his eyes sharpened. "A single sword strike startles the swan."
This time, he didn't choose to launch a sneak attack, knowing it wouldn't work on Murong Yi; he opted for a direct, forceful assault.
Sword energy surged, and the longsword blazed like a rainbow; Yuan Hong was truly risking his life this time.
The flames around Yan Yi burned even more fiercely, his aura rose again, and his face turned an unnatural crimson.
He gripped the Dragon-Slaying Blade tightly with both hands and roared, "The blade is like a fierce tiger, its flames slay the dragon!"
If their desperate attack still fails to defeat Murong Yi, then they will have no choice but to flee.
Holding his ink-black sword, Murong Yi looked at the two men exuding murderous intent, and his expression behind the mask turned serious.
To be honest, this trip was beyond his expectations; he thought he could easily handle it with his abilities.
However, Yuan Hong and Yan Yi were much stronger than he had imagined. After using their secret techniques, they were able to become so strong that they were on par with him, which greatly surprised him. He had acted impulsively and carelessly this time.
Murong Yi steadied himself. Since he had already made the decision, he had no regrets and was still very confident in himself.
The ink-black sword shone like ink spreading out, adding to his mystery as he wore a mask.
He was a ruthless man of few words, uttering a single, chilling word: "Kill."
Man and sword became one, his figure was submerged in the black mist, and then transformed into a streak of black light that pointed towards Yuan Hong and Yan Yi.
The long, black tail of energy followed behind, eerie and chaotic, yet incredibly terrifying.
Everyone watched this scene intently, and they all had a premonition that this move might determine the winner.
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