Xu Yang's voice was extremely calm, but the moment his words reached everyone's ears, the temperature in the air seemed to drop to freezing point at this moment.

Everyone's eyes were instinctively focused on Xu Yang. Every time he took a step forward, a special aura rippled throughout the Qianyun Mountain battlefield, bringing silent shock to everyone.

The aura was so strong that even Feng Xiu and Hanyue Empress Xue Qinghan couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Elder Qianyun, if my judgment is correct, this person has already exposed his murderous intentions towards my team members. According to the rules of the game, this person must be severely punished.

But Qianyun Sect is a neutral sect after all, and we don't want to offend any sect easily. That fellow is also a leader of the Northern Jin Empire. I understand that you don't want to offend Northern Jin, so I decided to deal with him personally."

What Xu Yang said made sense.

According to Elder Qianyun's intention, he originally wanted to use the topic of the championship to quickly divert everyone's attention to the award ceremony while no one was angry. However, he did not expect that Xu Yang was such a resolute and ruthless person, and did not give him the opportunity to change the subject openly.

"All the members of my Yuanyang Empire's second team died at the hands of the Beijin team. If I pretend that I didn't see the other party's deliberate killing this time, then no one else would care about the dignity of the Yuanyang Empire. Everyone would think that the people of my Yuanyang Empire are easy to bully, right?"

Xu Yang's movements were very simple, but his thinking was quite clear. He gently pulled his left hand behind him, releasing his own powerful original aura to further recover from the injuries of Long Kun, who was no longer in danger of life. He raised his right hand lightly, and without any warning, a tremendous pressure enveloped Feng Yao's body.

Feng Yao instinctively wanted to resist, but the tremendous force that poured down from the top of his head instantly locked up his meridians.

Suddenly, the horrific black poison that he had originally released was suppressed by Xu Yang's restraining force and forcibly rebounded into Feng Yao's own body.

At this moment, Feng Yao was like a balloon that was about to burst. He allowed the powerful black poisonous gas to run rampant in his body, but because of Xu Yang's suppression methods, it was difficult to expel the poisonous gas from his body.

However, in a moment, Feng Yao's face turned purple and blue, and then slowly began to turn black. It was a sign that the horrible poison was invading his body.

"Hahaha!

He deserves it, he really deserves it, he deserves it, he is the one who brings trouble upon himself, this man is so vicious, no matter how strong his cultivation is, what is the use, now finally a big boss comes out to deal with him!"

The two teams from the Northern Jin Empire were originally the most respected and favored number one seeds to win the championship because of their strong strength. However, after several rounds of competition, their reckless and domineering style caused dissatisfaction among many players from neutral academies, especially the camps of the five major cultivation sects on the opposite side, all of which began to lean towards the Yuanyang Empire, and were even more excited that Xu Yang had come out to teach the other side a lesson in a gratifying way.

The terrifying pressure was madly corroding Feng Yao's body meridians. This kid was a capable disciple under Feng Xiu. Although he was not as good as Feng Qingyao, the leader of the younger generation of Northern Jin, he was after all, one of the rare mid-level Yuanshen masters of the younger generation. Even though Northern Jin had a strong foundation, it would not be able to use even Yuanshen realm masters as cannon fodder.

However, what really shocked the people around him was Xu Yang's completely different level of background!

A sword cultivator at the middle level of Yuan Shen...

In front of Xu Yang, he couldn't even swing his sword. The whole person was pressed in the void like a puppet, waiting to die. What kind of experience was this?

Seeing that Feng Yao could not hold on for much longer, Feng Xiu, who had been sitting cross-legged for a long time, suddenly jumped up, and an invisible sword light flew out in the air, shooting straight towards the power released by Xu Yang.

"Haha, are the two hidden masters going to show up?

Hahaha, why do I feel like this is the most exciting moment of the game?"

Feng Xiu is apparently at the peak of the Soul Realm, but his unique attainments in swordsmanship allow him to be no weaker than any strong man below the Divine Infant Realm.

Boom!

Sure enough, after the invisible sword light hit the surface of the restraining force outside Feng Yao's body, Xu Yang did not continue to add more measures. In fact, he had predicted this. After all, this is Qianyun Sect. If the two team leaders openly fought, they would not be able to explain to Qianyun Sect.

Although Feng Yao broke free from Xu Yang's suppression, the black poison had already invaded his heart and five internal organs. Unless he bathed directly in dragon blood, even if a great immortal came, he would never be able to save him. Before his life was extinguished, the pain Feng Yao had to endure was unimaginable.

"Master, save, save me..." Feng Yao's face had begun to turn black, and his eyes had become extremely excited due to the poisoning. In fact, this was already the moment of his last struggle before annihilation.

Feng Xiu stopped this closed disciple with one arm, his face calm but with a gloomy look. His eyes hesitated for a moment, and suddenly he stretched out a finger and poked Feng Yao's throat.

Just this one action made the leaders of various factions around him concentrate.

This Feng Xiu's skills and character are truly beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Even though he killed his beloved disciple with his own hands in order to alleviate his pain, there was no hesitation in the process.

"Take him away."

The three remaining teammates from Team 1 came up immediately and carried Feng Yao's body off the field. At the same time, Xu Yang also stopped. All the toxins in Long Kun's body were cleared out. Although his vitality was slightly damaged, he could make up for it with the powerful power of dragon blood. He should be able to recover in a few days.

Unknowingly, the center of this huge battlefield had become a situation of confrontation between Xu Yang and Feng Xiu, the leader of the Northern Jin Sword Alliance.

"Your Excellency has a profound background, but I have never heard of your name in the Yuanyang Empire. Today is a rare opportunity to meet you. I wonder if you are interested in sparring with me?"

Xu Yang raised a smile, and at the same moment, the hottest flames in the hearts of tens of thousands of spectators off the field burned. Just as the student just said, it seemed that in the end, the friction and collision between these two top powerhouses would be the biggest highlight!

Everyone knows that the Yuanyang Empire and the Northern Jin lineage have always had a grudge against each other. Today's conflict in the Qianyun Sect may not be so easy to resolve.

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Xu Yang's answer immediately caused an uproar, and even the Hanyue Empire camp couldn't help but become agitated.

"Huh, I thought this red...

Who is this Yuanyang Empire leader? I never thought he would be timid in front of the leader of the Northern Jin Sword Alliance! "

"No, you are wrong..."