Supreme Master In City

Tang Fengkwoo seemed to have sensed that someone was looking at him. He turned his head and looked at Loong Wei and the others.    

    

In the next second, his figure disappeared.    

    

"Why is he gone?" Dong Fei looked around in fear.    

    

"He went to find Loong Cangsheng." Loong Wei smiled faintly.    

    

This little trick could not be hidden from his eyes.    

    

"This guy is very strong. His body is filled with a strong killing intent that could even match Lord's. But why is he looking for Loong Cangsheng?" Dong Fei stretched his neck and looked in the direction of Loong Cangsheng.    

    

Sure enough, Tang Fengkwoo was there.    

    

The sudden appearance of this person frightened many students of Tianque Academy, causing them to retreat in fear.    

    

"Don't panic!" Loong Cangsheng's lips curled up as he comforted his juniors behind him. He then looked at Tang Fengkwoo and said, "Brother Tang, you are full of killing intent. Where did you come from this time?"    

    

"The Land of Devastation!"    

    

Tang Fengkwoo's voice was deep and magnetic. His aggressive gaze was fixed on Bai Feng who was not far away.    

    

"You are such a powerful man. Which lord are you fighting?"    

    

Loong Cangsheng asked as he looked at the new scar on Tang Fengkwoo's face.    

    

"Under Emperor Shi Tian, the second king, gai Hong." Tang Fengkwoo's tone was indifferent, "But I have already killed him."    

    

"Gai Hong?" Loong Cangsheng furrowed his brows, "I have heard of this man. Rumor has it that his brother, gai Fu, is a king under Emperor Shitian's command. He has always been brutal and will never let you go."    

    

Loong Cangsheng reminded.    

    

"If he dares to come, I'll kill him as well." Tang Fengkwoo said in a casual manner, full of confidence.    

    

"You are here to help Duan Yongming?" Loong Cangsheng asked subconsciously.    

    

"I will not interfere in their battle. It is better to die in battle than to be scared to death." Tang Fengkwoo shook his head and looked at Bai Feng with disappointment, "This man is the number one sword strike of Western Realm. He's too weak."    

    

"I don't know how strong Dominator of the Western Realm is, but I'm curious about him."    

    

Aristocratic Family Tang Young Lord was the future heir to the family head, and he had a prestigious status. Just a few words from him showed how confident he was.    

    

They were both swordsmen, but Tang Fengkwoo was a little disappointed in Bai Feng. He thought Bai Feng was the best swordsman in Western Realm, but now it seemed like this was all he could do.    

    

"Tang Fengkwoo, you are still as arrogant as ever." Long Changsheng smiled faintly.    

    

"Facts speak louder than words." Tang Fengkwoo said proudly.    

    

"Do not underestimate the strong people in the country." Loong Cangsheng didn't want to argue with him, so he looked at Duan Yongming and the others.    

    

Duan Yongming and Meng Hwa slowly walked towards Bai Feng under everyone's gaze.    

    

At this moment, the square was filled with news media and tabloids reporters.    

    

For a moment, all kinds of news were flying around, and the audience's discussions were unusually intense.    

    

Duan Yongming and Meng Hwa stood in front of Bai Feng, looking at him fearlessly.    

    

Meng Hwa was the first to speak. "Bai Feng, if you have the guts, fight Senior Duan. Do you dare?"    

    

Bai Feng sneered. He smiled. "You guys better attack together, so that I won't have to fight twice."    

    

"Arrogant!" Duan Yongming's face turned cold, and he shouted in a low voice.    

    

He then took off the long object from his back and unwrapped it. It was actually a completely black guqin.    

    

He sat cross-legged on the ground and placed the guqin on his legs.    

    

Duan Yongming looked at Bai Feng with a sneer on his face. "Today, I will see how strong your Western Realm is!"    

    

Dong!    

    

The strings of the zither vibrated!    

    

Boom!    

    

Duan Yongming's body was surrounded by a powerful energy. A few terrifying waves rushed towards Bai Feng like huge waves.    

    

His momentum was terrifying!    

    

Hua!    

    

The spectators in the distance couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. If such a force were to hit them, they would definitely die without a complete corpse.    

    

However, Bai Feng's face was calm and his coat was fluttering in the wind.    

    

Clang!    

    

The powerful sword energy that was spreading out from Bai Feng's body instantly neutralized Duan Yongming's energy.    

    

The terrifying energy instantly turned into nothingness.    

    

Bai Feng slowly drew out the Western Ocean Sword and smiled coldly. "If this is all you have, then I am a little disappointed."    

    

"Arrogant! The show has just begun!" Duan Yongming snorted and started to play the strings even harder.    

    

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

    

His talent surged, and in an instant, it condensed into a huge blade that was dozens of meters long, and slashed towards Duan Yongming.    

    

Bai Feng, who was just about to charge forward, immediately waved the Western Ocean Sword in his hand to resist the huge saber.    

    

Clang! Clang!    

    

The saber and sword collided, producing a metallic sound.    

    

"Interesting." Bai Feng smiled faintly. His body turned into layers of shadows as he rushed towards Duan Yongming, who was playing the zither.    

    

Ding! Ding! Ding!    

    

When Duan Yongming saw this, he waved his hands as if he was flying. He quickly plucked the strings.    

    

Swish! Swish! Swish!    

    

A few huge sabers that were even bigger than before were instantly slashed out.    

    

The scene in front of them caused everyone's scalps to go numb. After being attacked by so many giant blades, Bai Feng would most likely die.    

    

"What's going on? Duan Yongming is only at the eighth grade. How can he be so strong?" Sima Hui, who was in the crowd, said with a puzzled expression.    

    

The strength that Duan Yongming displayed was clearly above the ninth grade.    

    

Tang Fengkwoo, who was slightly further away, smiled faintly. "Yongming has actually gotten the sacred item."    

    

Loong Cangsheng looked at it carefully with rapt attention. "Something is wrong with his zither."    

    

He hadn't paid much attention to it before, but now that he heard what Tang Fengkwoo said, he realized something was wrong.    

    

Loong Wei and the others were also watching the battle attentively.    

    

"Duan Yongming borrowed an external force." With a glance, Loong Wei cut to the chase.    

    

"What do you mean?" Dong Fei was somewhat confused.    

    

"That ancient zither of his should be a holy object. I just don't know where he got it from." Ni Feng'ann said with a solemn expression, his hands behind his back.    

    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

    

Bai Feng didn't care what kind of holy item Duan Yongming was holding. What he wanted to do! There was only one thing he wanted to do - kill Duan Yongming!    

    

In the battlefield, a strong wind was blowing, and the powerful energy kept spreading to the surrounding people.    

    

The sound of the guqin became louder, and it sounded like the majestic momentum of thousands of soldiers charging forward.    

    

Duan Yongming's face was cold, and his entire body was covered with talent. He was moving the zither as if it was flying.    

    

Roar!    

    

A hoarse roar resounded through the heavens and earth. A war general with a saber in his hand and a suit of armor appeared out of thin air, charging towards Bai Feng.    

    

Bang!    

    

Bai Feng raised his sword and blocked the war general's attack. He defeated the war general with a single strike.    

    

"Not bad, it's interesting. But your strength is too weak. That ancient zither can't display its full strength in your hands."    

    

"This kind of rare item, you don't deserve to have it!"    

    

After saying that, Bai Feng raised his sword and rushed towards Duan Yongming.    

    

Duan Yongming's face was pale, and his heart was filled with fear.    

    

Although forcefully using the holy item could increase one's attack power in a short period of time, the side effects were very obvious. The consumption of strength was too great.    

    

Seeing Bai Feng swinging his sword at him, Duan Yongming could only hug the ancient zither and fly backwards, trying to dodge.    

    

Once again landing on the ground, Duan Yongming held the zither in his left hand and used his right hand to pluck the strings.    

    

Weng!    

    

Warriors with sabers and swords and huge axes appeared once again. They charged at Bai Feng with terrifying speed.    

    

"Break through the void!"    

    

Bai Feng held the sword with one hand and straightened his body. He shouted at the incoming shadow.    

    

In an instant, endless sword qi suddenly emerged from the heaven and earth, wrapping around the Western Ocean Sword in his hand.    

    

Swoosh!    

    

The shadow of the general that was struck by the sword instantly dissipated, and the huge sword light slashed towards Duan Yongming below with irresistible force.