C70 (1/2)

Fighting with someone with a higher cultivation base was a common occurrence for Yi Feng, but it was his first time fighting two senior warriors at the same time.

Holding the long black spear in his hand, his long hair fluttered even though there was no wind, an incomparable fighting spirit exploded from Yi Feng's body, one was fighting and the other two were battling, Yi Feng not only didn't retreat, he was also extremely excited.

A battle intent was the will of a martial artist to fight. Their opponent was stronger than you, suppressing your aura, but it couldn't weaken the source of their battle intent. To truly be fearless and fearless of life and death, and to just fight, this was Yi Feng's fighting spirit.

Sensing Yi Feng's fighting intent, the two were shocked, but they were not afraid. Two Perfection Elite Warriors were not enough to deal with a Junior Warrior, who would believe that?

One of them was a third generation disciple of the Xuan Feng Family. His name was Xuan Fengyan, and he was only nineteen years old. In the Whirlwind family, their talent was considered rather high, but the third generation disciple of the Xuan Feng family, Feng Wuji, was the most outstanding. Xuan Feng's goal was to surpass his cousin, so this time, he was determined to get the Jade Spring Pool's Whirlwind.

The fiery-red whip in his hand was about two meters long. One could tell it was extraordinary with a single glance. This whip was called the Scarlet Whip, and was a mid-grade two weapon.

The other person was Xue Xin of the Myriad Sword Sect. He had an ancient giant sword in his hand. Anyone could tell that this person was from the Myriad Sword Sect.

However, this person had no intention of attacking. He turned around and said to the Black Wind Yan, ”Brother Xuan Feng, do you want to go first, or do you want me to go first?”

Xuan Fengyan was obviously surprised for a moment, cursing the idiots in his heart. Of course, it was the two of them fighting at the same time. However, he still asked, ”Could it be that Brother Xue wants to fight alone?”

”Exactly.” Xue Xin turned around and looked at Yi Feng, his voice full of fighting spirit.

”Sun Qian is not his opponent. Neither you nor I might be able to defeat him. How about the two of us join hands to avoid any unforeseen events?” In his heart, he had actually scolded Xue Xin a hundred times. At this time, he was still fighting on his own. Wasn't there something wrong with his head?!

”Humph, I still can't do the ugly thing of two against one.” Besides, his opponent was a beginner warrior. Even if Sun Qian couldn't do it, it didn't mean that he couldn't, and he couldn't be bothered with Xuan Fengyan's suggestion.

”Since Brother Xue has said so, then I shall wait here quietly for your good news.” Since this fellow insisted on doing so, he wanted to see just how this fellow would win.

”Should we fight or not?” Yi Feng pointed his long spear at Xue Xin as he spoke with an arrogant tone.

”Brother Yi, remember this sword's name.” Xue Xin raised the gigantic sword in his hand and caressed the sword as he spoke softly, as if he was caressing his own wife. It was clear how much he felt about the sword.

Yi Feng was already impatient. Before Xue Heng could finish his sentence, Yi Feng had already launched his attack with his spear. The two figures crossed paths in an instant.

The two young ladies of the Divine Music Valley were evenly matched with their opponents. Although the strength of the two young martial artists from Black Cloud City were slightly inferior, they wouldn't be able to defeat them in a short period of time.

Ning Tao's group was extremely fierce. Although his opponents were two high-level warriors, Ning Tao's movements were extremely strange. Defeating Ning Tao wouldn't be an easy task.

”Mad, crazy, crazy!” This was the first time he praised someone with a lower cultivation base. However, Lan Feng had to admit that even at Yi Feng's age, he was no match for him.

A look of worry appeared in Bi Wan's eyes, but it was mostly confidence in Yi Feng. This young man had always brought her an inconceivable feeling.

Xue Yue's face was expressionless, but her eyes were fixed on Yi Feng. Looking at the young man's flickering silhouette, she couldn't help but recall what had happened at Cloud Creek Pavilion the other day. This young man had single-handedly scared off Wandering Dragon, even though his cultivation was only at the Junior Warrior level, the young man did not cower in the slightest.