"boom.【】"

The fists and feet connected, and the two forces collided violently and exploded.

Feng Yang was preparing to attack with anger, but Wu Batian rushed to greet him, and suffered the consequences of his carelessness. His left arm was not strong enough, and was immediately knocked away by Feng Yang's leg, and Feng Yang fell on it again

At the edge of the martial arts pavilion.

"I really underestimated your strength." Wu Batian shook his numb arm from the shock and grinned ferociously.

"You are just too proud of yourself. I already know your fighting power, but you have only seen the tip of the iceberg about my strength." Facing the arrogant person, Feng Yang was equally arrogant as 258,100.

So, but he is not arrogant, he would not say this without confidence.

"Then I'm really looking forward to it." Wu Batian curled his lips and smiled disdainfully, but the smile froze on his face the next moment and became very stiff.

Even Su Song, the head of the Arbitration Church, looked shocked, completely doubting whether his eyes were wrong.

Not to mention the people around him, they were all stunned and shocked.

I saw eight flying knives floating in front of Feng Yang. The eight flying knives appeared to surround Feng Yang, constantly spinning around Feng Yang.

"Chirp."

Feng Yang didn't move, even his breathing remained steady. However, the eight flying knives floating around him flew out at the same time, but all that reached everyone's ears was a sharp and harsh sound of breaking wind.

"How many flying knives can you withstand?" Feng Yang crossed his arms and stared at Wu Batian with a very arrogant smile, just like a peerless strongman toying with a little shrimp who had just entered the world.

The eight flying knives flew rapidly in the air, intertwining together, and even Wu Batian couldn't guess which direction these eight flying knives would fly to next moment.

Chaos, it was so chaotic that I could only use such simple and clear words to describe the flight trajectories of these eight flying knives. Wu Batian couldn't guess at all.

"I don't believe that all eight flying knives have the strongest power." Wu Batian shouted in a deep voice, his body flashed, and the blood-colored spear flickered, instantly sending out spears all over the sky.

Each shot of gunfire knocked a flying knife away at a dizzying speed, and the only sound heard by everyone was the sound of metal collision.

However, those flying knives were not knocked down by Wu Ba Tian, ​​and under the control of Feng Yang Yuan's soul power, he launched a second wave of attacks.

Two flying knives flew at the front, and the other nine flying knives came behind. The two leading flying knives flew towards Wu Batian's throat and chest.

The spear in Wu Batian's hand turned into afterimages all over the sky, and the two flying knives were shot down immediately, falling to the ground with a clanking sound.

"How come it was shot down so easily?" Wu Ba Tianzheng was confused when he suddenly felt nine terrifying auras rolling over him. When he reacted, nine streams of light were already flying towards him. It was too late to dodge. Nine flying knives

At the same time, it hit Wu Batian's body.

There was a loud bang, and Wu Batian's body slid back quickly. However, the nine flying knives did not penetrate Wu Batian's body. They only shredded his clothes, revealing the armor inside. And this armor

There are also nine dented holes on the armor, causing flying knives to get stuck in the holes of the armor.

"The defense of the armor is very good!" Feng Yang hissed jokingly, and thought again, "How many times can your armor block it?" After the words fell, the nine flying knives swished through the small holes in the armor.

After flying out, the eight flying knives gathered together again, transforming into various afterimages and rolling towards Wu Batian.

Wu Batian tried his best to calm down his surging heart, and quickly waved his spear, "If your flying knife breaks, my armor will not be broken."

"Then give it a try." When Feng Yang finished speaking, eight flying knives flew towards Wu Batian at a faster speed.

Wu Batian's long sword swung rapidly, knocking down three flying knives quickly. However, under the control of Feng Yangyuan's soul power, the other five flying knives took advantage of Wu Batian's opportunity to shoot down the three flying knives and flew around Wu Batian's body.

Behind him, when Wu Batian reacted and wanted to turn around to resist, five terrifying and violent forces were already coming from his back.

Wu Batian's body flew forward, and a few traces of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. He tried his best to stabilize his body and hummed in a low voice: "It's been a long time since I was injured and vomited blood. You are the first one in so many years. I won't kill you today."

You, how do I, Wu Batian, gain a foothold in the world...ah..."

Feng Yang's soul power always maintained a high degree of control. This time, only nine flying knives circled in front of Wu Batian at lightning speed. When Wu Batian uttered wild words, he was like lightning again.

At the same time, it hit Wu Batian, causing his last words to become a bit funny and weird.

Many people in the scene couldn't help but laugh. Before he could even finish his pretentious words, he was knocked away again by a flying knife, and his face was slapped like this. It was so damn shameful.

Wu Batian, who originally flew forward, suddenly turned and flew backwards without any warning under the impact of the nine flying knives.

Feng Yang's current strength of soul power controls the nine flying knives to exert the strongest lethality. The eight flying knives will be greatly reduced, so the first two flying knives have always been just a psychedelic effect. In fact, they have no

It doesn't carry much impact.

Nine flying knives shuttled back and forth in the air, and for a while the air was filled with light, like a flash of thunder, which was extremely bright and frightening.

Even if God gave everyone ten thousand ideas, no one would have thought that it would develop into Wu Batian being like a doll with nine flying knives hitting his back and chest, his body moving back and forth in the air, without any ability to resist.

None. The biggest counterattack was to spray several mouthfuls of blood at Feng Yang from the air, almost spilling it on Feng Yang, which made Feng Yang feel sick.

Wu Batian flipped in the air to relieve his strength, landed on the ground, holding a bloody spear, and rushed towards Feng Yang with a forward-looking domineering attitude.

Facing the nine flying knives that were fired at him, Wu Batian had no intention of retreating. Under the gaze of many colleagues, being so humiliated by a young junior had already made him furious and furious, and he wanted to convulse the wind.

Peel the skin, then steam and stew the pork ribs.

"ding ding ding"

The spear in his hand flashed up, down, left and right in the air like a dragon. In an instant, the blood-colored spear was filled with several bloody afterimages, sending all nine flying knives flying.

"You bastard, die." Wu Batian shouted loudly, still three feet away from Feng Yang. The intimidating aura emitted by the spear and the strong wind blowing towards his face made Feng Yang's hair flutter.

"You can't hit me." Feng Yang stood motionless and snorted disdainfully. In fact, when using soul power to control dead objects, movement will greatly reduce the control strength of soul power.

, weakened most of the power of the flying knife, so he chose not to move.

Although the nine flying knives were blown away, they did not break away from the control of Feng Yang's soul power. Under Feng Yang's terrifying control ability, the flying knives that were blown away in nine directions flew towards Wu Batian at the same time.

, with nine flying knives in nine directions, trapping Wu Batian as if he was a living target.

Ba Tian was so frustrated that he wanted to swallow Feng Yang alive. He had just formed an effective attack, but under the suppression of the nine flying knives, he had to withdraw the attack, otherwise he would only encounter the impact of the nine flying knives again.

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Wu Batian stopped and used the blood-colored spear in his hand to shoot down the flying knives in a windmill dance. However, the nine flying knives appeared in nine directions. He guarded against four flying knives, but he was still able to avoid them.

The two flying knives struck and tilted to the side, and the attack just launched naturally collapsed.

This time Wu Ba Tian was seriously injured. He opened his mouth and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood from the boss. Feng Yang took advantage of the victory and pursued him, shooting nine flying knives at Wu Ba Tian who fell on the ground.

Wu Batian's face was pale, and the arrogant look in his eyes had slowly turned into horror and disbelief. Before he could get up in time, he rolled on the ground, and a flying knife hit the ground, causing a shower of sparks to fly.

It flew up again and shot towards Wu Batian.

Wu Batian dodged many flying knives by rolling, but he was also attacked by many flying knives. His clothes had been completely shredded by the power of the flying knives, and his personal armor was also riddled with holes everywhere.

It can be seen that the small and uneven holes were punctured by flying knives, and blood continued to flow from the small holes in the armor.

A flying knife flew past Wu Batian's braided hair, neatly and sharply cutting off the hair, causing a large amount of hair to fly in the air. Wu Batian also became disheveled, looking as embarrassed as a bereaved dog.

"Wu Batian gasped and saw three flying knives flying over again. He resisted with all his strength. He immediately shouted loudly: Lost."

The three flying knives stopped in front of Wu Batian at the critical moment. There was only less than five inches between his life and hell. The strong wind that the three flying knives rushed towards made Wu Batian's heart tremble violently.

, he was just a little bit close to dying. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder and have lingering fears.

"Fortunately, he admitted defeat on his own. What a fluke." Feng Yang felt so happy that he defeated the fourth-grade Martial God. From now on, he will be the supreme instructor of the Arbitration Church's chief instructor. Except for the chief instructor of Sunset City, everyone else in the entire continent

Even the leader of the Arbitration Church in the city had to give him a respectful shout.

Just now, he had been using his soul power to control nine flying knives to carry out high-intensity attacks. The consumption of his soul power was extremely terrifying. If he hadn't had a strong foundation, he wouldn't have been able to withstand such a torment. Even so, he now felt a headache.

He was dizzy, and the field in front of him was shaking a little, but his face pretended to be nothing, and no outsider could tell that he was an over-consumed guy.

"My strength level is still not enough, and my combat power is still not enough. If I don't use the soul power of the soul god to carry out long-range attacks, I will definitely not be the opponent of this gorilla. However, even though the soul power can control dead objects to attack from a distance, even if it is powerful, it can be done like this

I can do whatever I want with my hands, but the consumption is so astonishing. I feel dizzy after fighting for such a short time. If Wu Batian persists for a little longer, I will be in trouble."

Feng Yang is a very self-aware person, and he was also lucky. He slowly walked towards Wu Batian. In order to save some soul power to make himself feel better, he did not continue to control the flying knives. The flying knives fell on the ground. These flying knives

They were not ordinary items and were worth millions of gold coins. They were borrowed from the Arbitration Church through Qi Fei's relationship. He had to take them back and return them to Qi Fei.

"Supreme level instructor Wu Boss actually gave up. He is a fourth-grade Martial God, and his strength and status in the Arbitration Church are only second to the leader."

"This guy is so perverted. He controls nine flying knives to attack from a distance. What kind of magic is this?"

"I think it was the use of soul power or some special earth-level martial arts that gave him this strange attack method."

Everyone couldn't help but talk about it, and many well-informed people also guessed that he drank a lot, but some of them deceived themselves and really didn't want to believe that it was controlled by the soul power. If it was really controlled by the soul power, then they

I will feel inferior to myself until I die.

High-level martial arts can be imprinted, but the soul power is innate. If they knew that Feng Yang's soul power could control foreign objects, they would feel that the law of heaven was unfair. It was the same kind of work on the bed. Why?

He was born with such a strong soul power. Are his father and mother the golden spears and jade caves? Can the quality of the people they create be so high?

While everyone was discussing, Feng Yang had already walked up to Wu Batian, staring at Wu Batian who was holding a spear, bending over and gasping for air, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

For those who are stubborn because of their status and power, the mainland needs stronger and more energetic young people to maintain order. Yang shook his finger and said, "You are old, retire, maybe you can still make some progress."

"You are very strong. I admit that I underestimated your opponent." Wu Batian gave Feng Yang a sincere look.

"As I said again, it's not that you underestimate the enemy, it's that you overestimate yourself." Feng Yang smiled softly, pretending to be indifferent and said no more. He would not be stupid if he could defeat the fourth-grade Martial God by luck.

You are at your wits end to show off, and pretending to be cool when it’s time to show off can make you safer and pretending to be healthier.

After catching the flying knife that fell on the ground, Feng Yang bent down to pick it up.

"laugh."

However, just when Feng Yang focused on the flying knives scattered on the ground and was about to bend down to pick them up, a gloomy smile appeared on the corner of Wu Batian's mouth, and the blood-colored spear that was originally used to strike the ground suddenly lifted
Chapter completed!