Sky War God

Just as Cheng Gang was knocked off the fighting stage by Ye Feng, a cold voice was heard. In the next moment, a silhouette flashed and appeared in front of Ye Feng. A pair of cold eyes was looking in Ye Feng's direction.    

"It's Yan Heng, a genius of Yan Family in the Imperial City of the Wei Country!"    

An expert immediately recognized the identity of the person and said. His face was filled with shock.    

The Yan Family was one of the four major powers in the State of Wei. The strength of each family was incomparable to those so-called major powers in the Zhao State. The Yan Family was the strongest amongst the four families. There were countless experts in the family. It was a very powerful colossus.    

As for Yan Heng, he was direct descendant of the Yan family. He was less than nineteen years old, and his cultivation base had already reached the True Martial level 7. His combat strength was comparable to Cheng Gang's. Anyone who knew Yan Heng would know this.    

"If Yan Heng attacks, will Ye Feng still be able to hold on?"    

Many people were thinking that Ye Feng was no match for Yan Heng. The gap between their cultivation levels was huge, and Yan Heng was also a powerful genius. It seemed like Ye Feng really had no chance of winning.    

"How can a trash like you offend the people of our Wei Country?"    

Yan Heng said to Ye Feng coldly, his expression proud. He had been living in a big family since he was young, which had given him a domineering personality.    

"Now, I will give you two options. First, break your own arm, then kneel down and apologize to me. Second, you will be killed by me here! Let's see what your choice is! "    

Yan Heng said proudly to Ye Feng. He held the skull high, as if he was looking at an ant.    

After listening to Yan Heng's words, the corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and a cold smile emerged on his face. He said, "What if I say we don't choose either of them?"    

"Then you can go to hell!"    

Seeing that Ye Feng did not obey his orders, Yan Heng immediately gestured. A shiny long knife appeared in his palm. Without any hesitation, he slashed at the Arm on one side of Ye Feng. The blade light was sharp and overbearing, and it dragged out a thirty feet long sharp light, making a piercing sound of wind.    

"Get lost!"    

Ye Feng's eyes turned cold. This slash of Yan Heng was obviously aiming to take his life. Then, what was there to be polite about?    

A terrifying elemental energy was condensed in his palm. A alpine palm strength rushed towards Yan Heng's direction without any hesitation.    

"Is this guy courting death? How powerful was the blade light Yan Heng slashed out? He actually used his bare hands to exchange blows with the blade light! It's like he doesn't want his life at all! "    

Upon seeing this scene, many people widened their eyes, thinking that Ye Feng was courting death.    

"Since you want to die so badly, I'll grant your wish quickly!"    

Seeing how reckless Ye Feng was, Yan Heng smiled as well. His smile was extremely cold. He also thought that Ye Feng was courting death. One should know that he had comprehended the Saber Force to the Mid Transformation Realm. There was no doubt that he would be able to defeat a Third Level True Martial like Ye Feng.    

However, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the two attacks collided in an instant, producing a deafening sound.    

In the next moment, the crowd saw... Under Ye Feng's terrifying palm print, the blade light that Yan Heng struck out shattered inch by inch. The terrifying destructive shock wave engulfed Yan Heng's body in a split second. Yan Heng let out a painful roar. His body was trembling. He could feel an invisible destructive power rushing into his body. It was destroying all the meridians and tissues in his body.    

"I admit..."    

Yan Heng's face was filled with shock. He had never dreamt that Ye Feng had such terrifying strength. In front of Ye Feng, he was so vulnerable that he couldn't even be considered an ant. However, the word "I admit defeat" had already become an extravagant hope for him.    

Under the terrifying destructive power, all the large tissues in Yan Heng's body were destroyed. When the Light of Destruction dissipated, Yan Heng's body fell down powerlessly. His face was incomparably pale.    

He, Yan Heng, was the one who destroyed the Light of Destruction. He was the Yan Family of the Wei Country, direct descendant. He had a respectable status, and now, in the Joust For A Spouse Festival held by the The Imperial Family of the State of Zhao, he was actually crippled by a man from the Zhao State. Yan Heng couldn't accept such a cruel fact.    

"This guy..."    

Witnessing this unbelievable scene, many people's hearts trembled violently. On the one hand, they were shocked by Ye Feng's strength. On the other hand, they never thought that Ye Feng would be so ruthless, crippling Yan Heng's cultivation base.    

His attack was decisive, without any hesitation. He was truly audacious.    

"You actually dare cripple my cultivation?"    

Yan Heng looked at Ye Feng with a vicious gaze and asked coldly.    

"You have the intention to kill me. If it wasn't for my disdain to kill you, would you still be alive in this world?"    

Ye Feng looked at Yan Heng who was lying on the ground and spoke coldly. He hated ignorant people like Yan Heng the most. He wanted to kill someone first, but he couldn't do it himself. Even though he was killed, he still pretended that he didn't understand what was going on. Just thinking about it made him feel like an idiot.    

"This fighting stage is not suitable for you to take him away. You'd better get out of here quickly!"    

As soon as Ye Feng's voice faded, he kicked out. With a bang, Yan Heng was sent flying away by Ye Feng's kick. He fell onto the ground not far away from the fighting stage and fainted.    

"Humph! You can't even withstand a single blow. I really didn't arrive. "    

Hmph. His words were full of ridicule.    

"It's just a competition. Why do you have to be so cruel?"    

At that moment, a cold voice rang out from below the crowd. In the next moment, a figure flashed like a bolt of lightning, flashing past Yan Heng's position on the fighting stage like a ghost.    

The next moment, when he reappeared, he was still in his original position, as if his body had never moved.    

"He wants to kill me. Didn't you see that?"    

Ye Feng said to the Yan Family warrior.    

"Very good. I, the Yan Family, will remember what you did to my Yan Family just now!"    

Seeing that Ye Feng did not make any concessions, the Yan Family warrior was flustered and exasperated. His body was emitting a cold killing intent. However, this was the process of the Joust For A Spouse Festival. Even though he was furious, he did not make a move against Ye Feng.    

Numerous cold gazes fell upon Ye Feng, and they carried a hint of resentment and venom. These gazes were mostly from Wei Country's Powerful Warriors.    

Ye Feng had defeated two great Wei Country's Powerful Warriors in a row. This undoubtedly meant that Ye Feng was slapping their faces as well. Therefore, in their hearts, they had already regarded Ye Feng as their common enemy.    

"What are you looking at? Anyone who refused to accept this challenge, just bring it on! If you don't dare, then scram to the side! "    

Ye Feng's gaze swept across those people and spoke domineeringly.