Fighting Yang Zhenghao
Wng Lei lay on the ground, blood flowing from his body like a dead dog.
Suddenly, Wng Lei raised his head and looked at Ye Qing. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he
said in a low voice, "You don't dare to kill me!"
Wng Lei's voice was filled with endless hatred. As the top disciple of the outer sect, he had lost to
Ye Qing and was heavily injured by Ye Qing. He would become the laughing stock of the outer sect
in the future.
"Is that so? Why do you think I don't dare to kill you? "
Ye Qing's eyes turned cold. He was not a soft-hearted person. In this cruel fantasy world, one had
to be ruthless. Otherwise, one would be eaten alive.
"My master is here. Do you dare to touch me?"
Wng Lei suddenly laughed. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His broken body was
bleeding profusely. He was severely injured, but he struggled to stand up. His eyes were filled with
hatred.
"Ye Qing, you've won. Enough is enough!"
A cold voice came from the training field. The person who spoke was Wng Lei's master, Yang
Zhenghao!
"The match is over. Both parties, leave the field!"
Elder Qian shouted. His face was cold as he signaled Ye Qing to leave the fighting ring. His position
was the same as Yang Zhenghao's. Yang Zhenghao was an inner sect elder with a high status,
while Elder Qian was only an outer sect elder.
Wng Lei's talent was outstanding. He was recognized by Yang Zhenghao and accepted as a
disciple.
Now that Yang Zhenghao was here, he would not allow Ye Qing to do as he pleased.
"So what if your master is here?"
Ye Qing's eyes flashed coldly. Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly took out the Crimson
Dragon's Fang!
A demonic light shot out and rushed towards Wng Lei's chest. It was so fast that Wng Lei could not
react in time!
A shocking dragon's aura was released, suppressing Wng Lei. Wng Lei could not move, and his
heart turned cold.
Even if Wng Lei was in perfect condition, he would not be able to withstand the dragon's aura. The
Crimson Dragon's Fang was infused with Ye Qing's Supreme Dragon Blood!
"Brat, how dare you!"
Yang Zhenghao was furious, and his pupils shrank. He didn't think that Ye Qing would be so bold as
to attack him in front of him.
Moreover, the Dharma treasure that Ye Qing had summoned was too powerful. Even with Yang
Zhenghao's strength, he could not stop it.
"No!"
Wng Lei's entire body trembled, and he was horrified to the extreme. In the next moment, the
Crimson Dragon's Fang pierced through his chest, and it brought along a horrifying and gorgeous
spray of blood!
"Bang!"
Wng Lei's corpse fell to the ground, his eyes wide open. He had died with a grievance! Even in
death, he could not believe that Ye Qing would kill him in front of Yang Zhenghao! Leaving no room
for negotiation!
"Ye Qing, you killed your fellow disciples. How audacious of you! Today, I'll clean up the sect!"
Yang Zhenghao was enraged. His figure flickered as he executed a powerful movement martial
skill, leaving a series of afterimages in his wake. His speed was unimaginable.
In a short period of time, Yang Zhenghao arrived on the battle stage. A terrifying fist punched out,
shaking heaven and earth. It was aimed directly at Ye Qing's chest, intending to kill Ye Qing on the
spot!
A terrifying aura burst out from Yang Zhenghao's body. As an inner sect Elder, he couldn't even
protect his own disciple. If he didn't kill Ye Qing, what face did he have left to continue staying in
Broken Blade Sect?
A pressure as heavy as a mountain swept over. Yang Zhenghao's cultivation was shocking, far
above Wng Lei's, giving off an unfathomable feeling.
Ye Qing's eyes narrowed. Not long ago, he had used the Ruyi Jingu Bang once. It had not been
more than a month, so he couldn't use it for the time being.
If he used the Ruyi Jingu Bang, Ye Qing had absolute confidence that he could kill Yang Zhenghao
with one hit. The legendary divine tool was no joke.
Now, facing Yang Zhenghao's ferocious attacks, Ye Qing could only exert all his strength. His feet
executed the Gale Godly Steps, and like a gust of wind, he turned into a series of afterimages.
"Low-grade Mystic rank martial skill, Gale Steps! Ye Qing, you really surprised me! "
Yang Zhenghao's expression was cold. Seeing Ye Qing's monstrous talent, his killing intent
intensified! Such a monstrous genius, since he was an enemy, he must kill him in the cradle!
"Boom!"
A powerful palm force came crashing down, destroying everything in its path. Yang Zhenghao
roared, his entire being seemed to have turned into a ferocious tiger, each of his moves ferocious to the extreme.
"Annihilation Tide!"
Ye Qing executed a profound movement technique, his figure flickering. With a light flick of his
finger, a ball of dark energy blasted out, distorting the void.
The low-grade Mystic rank martial skill, Annihilation Tide, had already reached perfection. Its power
could be said to be terrifying, able to contend with the inner sect elder, Yang Zhenghao.
"Rumble!"
An earth-shattering explosion resounded in the martial arts field. Everyone was stunned, including
Elder Qian, all of them were dumbfounded!
Ye Qing, a mere outer sect disciple who had just broken through to the Pulse Opening realm, was
actually able to contend with Yang Zhenghao. This was like a fantasy story, no one would believe it
if they heard about it.
On the stage, Yang Zhenghao roared continuously, displaying all kinds of trump cards, but he still
couldn't defeat Ye Qing.
In the sky, a crimson light flashed, and a monstrous dragon aura bloomed, steadily suppressing
Yang Zhenghao's aura.
The Crimson Dragon's Tooth's power was shocking, constantly rushing over, causing Yang
Zhenghao to be exhausted.
As time passed, Ye Qing and Yang Zhenghao had already exchanged a hundred moves. Yang
Zhenghao was panting, humiliated and angry. Not only did he not gain the upper hand, but he was
also at a disadvantage!
As a dignified inner sect elder, being forced to this point by an outer sect disciple, Yang Zhenghao
wished he could find a hole to crawl into, this was too shameful.
"Old dog, if you dare to pester me again, I'll make you bleed three feet!"
Ye Qing raised his hand and shot out streams of darkness energy, forming a dark tide. A terrifying
light flickered in his eyes, so what if he was an inner sect elder? No matter what the other party's
identity was, as long as he was an enemy, he deserved to die!
If Yang Zhenghao didn't know when to back down, Ye Qing didn't mind killing him on the spot!
"Ye Qing, you dare to be so arrogant after killing a fellow disciple, do you really think there's no one
in my Broken Blade Sect?"
Yang Zhenghao bellowed, preparing to contact the other inner sect elders. Today, the grudge
between him and Ye Qing was completely formed, and he wouldn't rest until he killed Ye Qing!
"Old dog, you're courting death!"
Ye Qing's killing intent soared in all directions, suddenly roaring towards the sky, shaking the nine
heavens!
"Roar!"
The Dragon Clan's innate ability, Dragon's Cry to the Nine Heavens!
At this moment, Ye Qing seemed to have transformed into a Dragon God, exuding a towering
dragon's might. There was a feeling of looking down on the world, sweeping away everything in his
path!
"What a terrifying sound, what kind of technique is this?"
"I think I heard a dragon's roar, could it be that there's dragon blood flowing in Ye Qing's body?"
"It's so uncomfortable, my soul can't withstand it, it's about to shatter …"
Inside the martial stage, all the outer sect disciples were frightened to death. Ye Qing's technique
was too terrifying. That terrifying dragon's roar reverberated through heaven and earth, deafening
even the apathetic, it was hard for them to withstand.
One had to know, Ye Qing's main target was Yang Zhenghao when he used Dragon's Cry to the
Nine Heavens. The outer sect disciples were only affected by the aftershock, but none of them
could withstand it.
In the blink of an eye, the outer sect disciples swarmed out of the martial stage like a swarm of
bees. They were afraid that if they stayed any longer, their souls would collapse and they would die