C11 (2/2)

”Crack!”

After a few breaths, the shield of light was no longer able to withstand the sharp edge of the Sun Blade. With a wail, it broke apart!

”Hahahaha …”

Ye Feiyang laughed arrogantly, the huge sword in his hand continued to move unabated, ruthlessly slashing towards Ye Zhen's bare fists!

How could he defend against this sword strike?

”Ahh, looking at the situation, that brat is definitely not going to be able to live. With the Sun Sword cutting down, how is he going to block with just his physical body? It's no wonder that Flight is the number one genius of our Ye Family.

Not far away, a few middle-aged men smiled. Seeing that Ye Zhen was about to be killed, they did not have any intention of stopping him.

”Clang!”

Just when everyone thought that Ye Feiyang's Sword of the Sun was about to cut Ye Zhen in half, that giant golden sword was actually blocked by Ye Zhen's fists!

Furthermore, the two fists were actually shining with a dark golden luster. It was as if the surface of his skin had suddenly turned into a magical equipment. Under the golden sword's cleaving down, it actually emitted a metallic hum!

”What!?” ”Impossible!”

”How is this possible!”

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

Not far away, under a big tree, stood a tall and slender girl. She was Ye Ling, who had come back with Ye Zhen.

At this moment, the girl's mouth was wide open with a look of disbelief on her face.

That pair of fists was actually a mid-grade magic tool!

Ye Feiyang was even more shocked. Caught off guard, the Sun Sword in his hand trembled and the spiritual energy in his body was unstable. As soon as his body landed on the ground, he staggered a few steps back.

This was a godsend opportunity, how could Ye Zhen miss it!

His feet moved and his body became a row of afterimages. Just as Ye Feiyang was about to stand firm, two green flames suddenly jumped out of his fists and struck his chest with a ”peng” sound!

”Chi!”

A scorched smell filled the air, and the two balls of green bamboo flames instantly entered Ye Feiyang's body through his pores!

Ah!

A heart-wrenching pain suddenly struck Ye Feiyang. He immediately let out a mournful cry as his body flew backwards. With a ”pa” sound, he landed heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust!

His clothes were completely burnt, and a large area of his chest was burnt black like ink.

The green bamboo flame attacked his heart, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. His mouth was actually on fire. His body suddenly twitched a few times, and his head tilted, fainting on the spot.

”Hmph. That's right. Trash is trash. As expected, he was able to take care of it in one strike.”

Ye Zhen stood in his original spot, blood trickling down from the corner of his mouth.

The entire arena was deathly silent.