Chapter 575: Not Enough at All

Under the lightning-fast confrontation, those people with outstanding strength were burned to black coals in an instant. The scene was so tragic that the faces of the remaining Yi Feng and the white-robed old man became even more gloomy.

"Elder Yan, Lin Tianyun is seriously injured now. Keep an eye on him. Leave this person to me!" Yi Feng said with a sinister look on his face.

"Yes, yes!" The old man in white robe nodded.

Although the black-robed man in front of him seemed to be quick and ruthless in his attacks, when he was chasing the ghost old man before, the white-robed old man had already clearly seen his strength at the peak of the Qiankun Realm.

This kind of strength can only be looked up to by him, but it is not enough to threaten Yi Feng, because Yi Feng is a genuine two-star reincarnation realm powerhouse!

Yi Feng, who had also determined that Bai Chen was in the Qiankun realm, now smiled contemptuously and raised the long knife in his hand, which glowed coldly in the moonlight.

"Your name is Yi Feng?" Bai Chen casually shook off the blood stains on the Feng Shen Sword and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Hearing this, Yi Feng smiled coldly: "Why, have you admired my name for so long?"

"Ah~ the grass on your grave is too tall. I look up at it every day, and my neck feels a little painful...I wonder if it will cause cervical spondylosis." The handsome face under the black cannon suddenly had a hint of ridicule. .

"Hmph, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I don't care how famous you are outside, you are still nothing in our Danyang City!"

Yi Feng didn't bother to argue with a young man. The moment the coldness came into his eyes, he suddenly raised the sword, causing a wave of sand to rush towards Bai Chen.

The distance between the two was almost reached in the blink of an eye at Yi Feng's reincarnation state speed.

Facing this arrogant man with murderous intent, Bai Chen sighed helplessly and raised the Wind God Sword upwards lightly.

"Qiang!"

The sword he raised suddenly landed on the Fengshen Sword, and the sparks and air waves erupted made the old man in white robes behind them couldn't help but frown: "This, he actually carried it down. !”

Compared to the shock of the white-robed old man, Yi Feng, who was in front of Bai Chen at this moment, was even more horrified, his eyes full of horror: "We are evenly matched, how is this possible!"

"Oh? Are they really evenly matched?"

Bai Chen raised his face slightly and exerted force with his palms. The colliding Fengshen Sword actually suppressed the broadsword, and under the horrified look of the white-robed old man, he severely pressed Yi Feng under him.

Lin Tianyun was also full of horror at this moment. He looked at Yi Feng who was already kneeling on one knee and couldn't help but take a breath of air: "This Yi Feng and I are equally powerful, but now he is so embarrassed in front of Bai Chen. ? Bai Chen, what exactly did you experience just now..."

In just two hours, Bai Chen felt like a different person. This feeling made it difficult for Lin Tianyun and Yi Feng to believe it.

Holding the big knife tightly with both hands, Yi Feng couldn't help but blush with shame and anger because he knelt down on one knee. But when he saw the relaxed and playful look on Bai Chen's face, his gloomy old face suddenly turned red again. He froze: "Why...why, you are not in the Qiankun realm?"

"Who told you that I am in the Qiankun realm?" The cold eyes lowered slightly, Bai Chen held the Wind God Sword in one hand, and with a little force, Yi Feng was suppressed and fell to his knees.

He lowered his head and stared at the blazing spiritual light quietly scattering under Bai Chen's feet. After a moment, an endless fear finally filled Yi Feng's heart and even hit his soul!

"Three-star reincarnation realm?!"

hiss……

Yi Feng's words made the old man in white robe take a breath of cold air. His eyes trembled and he stared in Bai Chen's direction, and beads of sweat as big as beads oozed out from his forehead in an instant.

For Bai Chen, he has never encountered an opponent at the same level. What's more, his level is now a step ahead of Yi Feng. Naturally, he will be more flexible to deal with him.

"Ha~"

Raising his hand lazily and yawning, Bai Chen seemed to have lost interest: "I thought the Black Dragon Ranking of Danyang City was so powerful, but I didn't expect that the second strongest person on the ranking would be so weak!"

Weak and weak, this is a word that is usually used to describe people who are studying, women and children, but now it was used by Bai Chen on Yi Feng. For Yi Feng, who was respected and feared in Danyang City, this was tantamount to a great shame and humiliation.

"You bastard, do you really think that the master of the Beast King Pavilion is a paper tiger?"

In shame and anger, Yi Feng's face turned red, and he almost used up all his strength. He swung his sword fiercely, and Bai Chen's Fengshen Sword burst out with a burst of fire again, and Yi Feng also took advantage of it. Shi jumped back a certain distance.

Just yesterday, Bai Chen did not dare to confront such a strong man in the two-star reincarnation realm, but now, because of the inheritance power of a demon king, he has been able to face such a strong man, and even to the point of confronting him. Trample it at will!

This rapid growth comes from Nangong Liucheng’s last “generous gift”.

However, that guy was actually willing to give up such a benefit. What was his purpose?

Moreover, isn’t he afraid of raising tigers?

"Hmph, it's not like arrogant boys like you have never appeared in our Danyang City, but their final fate doesn't seem to be very good!" With a sneer, cold spiritual power slowly emerged from Yifeng's body. The smell of blood surged out and filled the air instantly.

As the blood filled the air, Yi Feng crouched slightly, like a ferocious beast that found its prey, and his pupils gradually became bloodshot, which also made him look more like a beast from a distance.

The soles of his feet were deeply inserted into the yellow sand. At a certain moment, a low roar suddenly came from Yi Feng's throat. With a kick of his feet, he appeared in front of Bai Chen like a sharp arrow shot out of the string. His hands were filled with blood. The wrapped sharp knife struck down hard with a sharp energy that ripped through the air.

Under Yi Feng's furious slash with his sword, there was a continuous and piercing sound of sonic booms in the air.

However, facing Yi Feng who was attacking so fiercely, Bai Chen just showed a faint smile, raised the Wind God Sword in his hand again, and the golden spiritual power surrounded it like a viscous liquid, and finally intersected fiercely with the sword. Collide.

"boom!"

The loud sound of gold and iron intersecting resounded in a large burst of sparks, and a golden and black aftermath mixed with energy ripples spread rapidly from the intersection of the swords, directly turning the yellow sand under their feet. He was so shocked that he flew several feet into the air.

Yellow sand was flying all over the sky, and feeling the almost numb arms, Yi Feng's gloomy face finally showed a trace of unconcealable fear.

Now, he finally realized clearly what a huge gap there was between himself and this young man in black robe!