Chapter 243 Eight Wastelands Burn the Sky, Ten Thousand Transformations Show Their Power, Cross the Peak (5K)

There is no doubt about Duan Feng's strength. Although he lost to Zhu Yan, no one can deny his strength.

With this move, everyone expected him to reach the top, and while looking forward to it, they were also envious.

"Duan Feng has taken action, and the other talented warriors must not be able to hold back anymore."

"Damn it, why don't I have this strength? If I can climb up, I will definitely make Su Chen look good!"

"It's just that Su Chen is too cunning..."

"..."

While everyone was complaining, Zhu Yan's figure appeared not far away. He looked at the peak in front of him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"As expected of my benefactor, he actually came up with this method. In this way, there is no need to deal with too many warriors."

He chuckled lightly, guessing what Su Chen was thinking. With this peak, he could stop most warriors.

However, he did not take it lightly. The ones who were really difficult to deal with were those powerful Yuanshen realm warriors.

"I have to seize the time to help my benefactor."

The longer he delayed, the more dangerous it became for Su Chen. Zhu Yan stopped delaying, and the energy around him surged, turning into a beam of light and rising into the sky.

Just as he jumped into the sky, he suddenly paused and a familiar figure came into view.

It was Duan Feng.

Duan Feng was even more embarrassed than the last time he was beaten wildly. Duan Feng's whole figure was like a windmill, spinning rapidly in mid-air.

In just the blink of an eye, it fell to the ground, smashing a huge pit several meters deep into the earth and stirring up dust several meters high.

"What happened? Did my benefactor take action?"

Zhu Yan stopped and turned to Duan Feng, feeling a little curious.

The warriors around the mountain peak were all shocked by the scene before them.

Duan Feng, who was majestic one second, fell down like a drowned rat in the next second. Has Su Chen's strength reached such a level?

Duan Feng's injury was not serious. He stood up quickly, with a gloomy expression on his face, and gritted his teeth and said: "All warriors above the Yuanshen realm of the Eight Desolate Palaces will come up with me!"

"Yes!" Duan Feng's fellow student agreed.

Dozens of Yuanshen realm warriors turned into dozens of beams of light and rose from the ground, shooting straight into the clouds and mist.

"Let's go up too." A young man wearing a blue gown from Shangyuan Palace said.

The successive attacks by the two top sects directly aroused the enthusiasm of the warriors.

Ten breaths passed, and dozens more Yuanshen realm warriors soared off the ground.

When Zhu Yan saw this, he didn't hesitate any longer and swayed into the clouds.

Not far away, Pang Hao's eyes were fixed on Zhu Yan. When he went up, Pang Hao hesitated for a moment.

Chirp!

In mid-air, a sharp cry echoed through the sky.

Everyone looked around and saw a golden eagle floating faintly in the clouds and mist.

The golden eagle has a huge body, its lower body is dark, and its upper body is flowing with dark golden color, as if it were made of pure gold, with golden light overflowing.

There is a feather shining in different colors on its head, which is particularly eye-catching.

"It's Shi Tianyi from the Spirit Demon Sect. That's his nine-color golden cloud sculpture."

Someone revealed the identity of Jin Yun Diao, causing commotion among the crowd.

call out!

At this moment, a piercing sound exploded from the sky, like a meteorite falling from the sky, carrying an extremely fierce momentum.

A group of light flashing with dazzling brilliance came into everyone's eyes, zooming in from far to near, rapidly enlarging.

The light group disappeared into the clouds and mist in the blink of an eye, leaving only a striking trace running through the sky.

"That person seems to be Bei Xiaotian from Yuanbing Pavilion." Someone said uncertainly. The other person's speed was too fast for him to distinguish with his naked eyes.

Someone soon confirmed his statement: "It's Bei Xiaotian. The divine weapon at his feet is called the Heaven-turning Ancient Halberd. It is an intermediate-level divine weapon and is very powerful."

"The disciples from Shangyuan Palace, Bahuang Palace, Spirit Demon Sect, and Yuanbing Pavilion have all gone up. I don't know when the remaining five top sects will go up."

Someone murmured to themselves, showing helplessness while looking forward to it.

Forget it if you can’t go up, you’re not even qualified to watch the battle, it’s really frustrating!

The words are divided into two parts.

In order to reach the top of the mountain as soon as possible, Zhu Yan went all out. The higher he climbed, the more clearly he felt Su Chen's terrifying pressure.

No wonder those low-level warriors couldn't go up, and even he had difficulty breathing under this pressure.

"There's a fight up there."

Suddenly, Zhu Yan heard the sound of hand-to-hand combat, his expression turned grim, and he accelerated suddenly.

The fighting was very commotion, and the clouds and mist turned into waves under the agitation of Yuanli.

Zhu Yan slowed down and took a closer look, only to see dozens of figures intertwined in the clouds and mist.

"No, it's my benefactor!"

With just one glance, Zhu Yan could clearly see the situation.

Those dozens of figures were all Yuanshen realm warriors, and they were all joining forces to attack a man in gray robes.

The man in gray robe is powerful and can display all kinds of terrifying Yuan Power with just a wave of his hand.

Facing the siege of dozens of Yuanshen realm warriors, he remained calm and composed, often defeating a Yuanshen realm warrior with just a few moves and knocking him off the clouds.

But there were too many Yuanshen realm warriors coming, and the speed at which he defeated them was far less than the speed at which the warriors joined the battle.

As one goes and the other goes, the man in gray robe is gradually in a weak position.

Even if he could use hundreds of Yuan Powers with every movement, he still couldn't close this gap.

After seeing this, Zhu Yan raised his eyebrows and looked anxious. He no longer hesitated, shouted loudly, and stormed away angrily.

"Don't even think about hurting my benefactor!"

He went all out and mobilized the energy in his body. The moment the voice sounded, his whole body was ablaze.

The clouds and mist surrounding it were instantly evaporated, and a vacuum was burned out in the area where it was located.

His momentum was like a rainbow, and the blazing power of burning the sky spread quickly, causing the temperature within a hundred meters to rise sharply.

The people who were fighting only felt a heat wave coming, which instantly penetrated into the pores of the skin, making the movement of Yuanli become a bit sluggish.

"My benefactor, let me help you!"

Zhu Yan shouted and rushed into the battlefield, joined the battle, and fought with everyone.

Bang bang bang!

War broke out one after another and the fighting was fierce.

With the addition of Zhu Yan, the pressure on the gray-robed man was suddenly reduced, and those weak Yuanshen realm warriors fell one after another under the joint efforts of the two.

"Zhu Yan, are you crazy!"

Not far away, Duan Feng cursed when he saw Zhu Yan, who was not even sparing the disciples of Bahuang Palace.

Zhu Yan was merciless in his attacks. No matter whether it was the disciples of Bahuang Palace or others, as long as they were targeted by him, they would eventually end up falling.

"All the disciples of Bahuang Hall, please stay back to avoid being accidentally injured by me!" Zhu Yan shouted after hearing this.

With his backhand, he knocked down two more Yuanshen realm warriors.

After hearing this, all the disciples from Bahuang Hall couldn't help but retreat, unwilling to fight Zhu Yan.

"Who is this guy?"

Zu Peng, who was hiding in the dark to observe the battlefield, looked curious. From Zhu Yan's tone, he seemed to know Su Chen, otherwise he would not help.

Just from what Duan Feng said, this person seemed to be a disciple of Bahuang Palace.

Seeing that Zhu Yan was indeed wholeheartedly trying to stop the enemy, Zu Peng relaxed and concentrated on dealing with the others.

Zu Peng's expression became more solemn. In the battle just now, he had lost count of how many Yuanshen realm warriors he had defeated under the control of Zu Chong.

Zu Chong seemed to form a wall of energy, isolating the top of the mountain from the mountainside by himself, and also wasolating the distance between these warriors and Su Chen.

If it weren't for the fact that he was alone and weak, he would even want to solve these troubles for Su Chen.

After this period of inquiring, he had confirmed Su Chen's identity, which was the original Yang Guo.

This made him feel guilty. A large part of the reason why Su Chen ended up like this was because of Zu Chong.

After all, if we really dig deeper, Su Chen is not Zu Chong's true descendant, he is Zu Chong's grandson.

Even so, Su Chen did not reveal his identity, and Ning Yuan bore all the pressure alone.

Under such circumstances, he naturally cannot sit idly by and ignore it.

So after seeing the handwriting left by Su Chen, Zu Peng took Master Wanhua to the peak in advance, intending to intercept the warriors on the mountainside.

But he didn't expect that there would be so many warriors taking action!

Only a stick of incense has passed since he took action, but the number of Yuanshen realm warriors he could defeat reached four to five hundred.

Seeing more and more Yuanshen realm warriors joining the battlefield, even Zu Chong, who possesses a hundred thousand Yuan Power, is gradually unable to cope.

"It's a pity that grandpa's strength is not even half as strong. If he were half as strong as he was at his peak, it wouldn't be so difficult."

Zu Peng felt regretful in his heart, and only after following Zu Chong's method to turn him into a corpse puppet did he realize how powerful Zu Chong was.

It also made him understand that the power of Yuanli that Zu Chong realized was not a thousand, but a hundred thousand as rumored!

It's a pity that Zu Chong was refined into a corpse puppet, retaining only one-tenth of his original strength.

Otherwise, most of the Yuanshen realm warriors on the field today who have understood the power of Yuanli are no match for Zu Chong.

While he was thinking about it, a slender figure walked out.

Duan Feng said coldly: "Su Chen, it's time for the farce to end, and it's time for you to settle the debt for killing my brother."

Bahuang Palace is about to take action!

The warriors who were watching were shocked, and then they all said:

"That's right, Su Chen, quickly reveal the traces of Master Wanhua and the inheritance of Master Wanhua, otherwise don't blame me for waiting for you."

"Master Wanhua and I are inseparable. Su Chen, if you are unwilling to explain, you will never leave here today."

"Su Chen, we have laid a dragnet and you can't escape, so why bother to resist?"

"..."

Although Zhu Yan and Master Wanhua teamed up to defeat five to six hundred Yuanshen realm warriors, they were still in vain.

Most of the warriors were hanging around, watching silently, surrounding the two of them in the shape of a ring, watching eagerly.

Although they did not take action, the aura emanating from their bodies gathered together like a wave, pressing down and covering Zhu Yan and Zu Chong.

At this time, the young man in blue shirt from Shangyuan Palace spoke commandingly: "Su Chen, just surrender and follow me back to Shangyuan Palace!"

The hatred between Shangyuan Palace and Master Wanhua is no less than the hatred between Su Chen and the Duan family. It is a hatred accumulated over hundreds of years.

Even if Su Chen revealed the traces of Master Wanhua today and handed over Master Wanhua's inheritance, Shangyuan Palace would not let Su Chen go.

The Shangyuan Palace disciples behind the blue-shirted young man all opened their eyes angrily and shouted in unison aggressively: "I'll capture you without mercy!"

The shouts formed a wave, bringing great oppression and shocking everyone.

"My benefactor, what should we do now?" Zhu Yan came to Master Wanhua and said in a low voice.

Something is not right.

There were so many warriors besieging them that a spittle from each one could drown two people.

Even he couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart. Only in front of 'Su Chen' did he calm down a little.

Zu Chong did not speak, but turned his gaze to the young man in blue shirt who had just spoken.

Needless to say, Zu Peng directly ordered to take action.

This time he intercepted everyone to clear obstacles for Su Chen. The more he cleared, the better, so he would not waste time.

Zu Chong's hand was very fast, and a willow tree formed in the blink of an eye.

The willow tree is eighteen feet high, with a thousand branches hanging freely and fluttering in the wind.

Looking closely, every branch contains a kind of elemental power, which is very terrifying.

The energy of these elements turned into waves, and they swept toward the young man in blue shirt, filling half of the sky in an instant.

"Hmph, looking for death!"

When the young man in blue shirt saw this, he snorted coldly, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

He moved slightly, standing in the air, slowly raised his palm, and bent it slightly.

In an instant, tender green grass took shape in the hands of the young man in blue shirt, and then continued into a green grassland.

On this green grassland where Yuan Power is condensed, there are also a thousand grasses each with its own merits, exuding different Yuan Power.

The gentle breeze blew, and the green grass on the Yuanli grassland swayed violently, creating waves that surged forward one after another.

This is the ‘power of grass’, which is sharp enough to break through dust, yet weak and not afraid of wind and frost!

With just one move, the young man in blue shirt showed the terrifying background of the disciples of Shangyuan Palace. His sharp edge was revealed, and everyone who saw it was frightened.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the young man in blue shirt flicked his fingers, and thousands of green grasses set off a stream of green light beams, piercing the void and shaking together with the thousands of willow branches coming towards him.

Bang bang bang!

The moment the two came into contact, the air seemed to explode, making a deafening sound.

Seeing this scene, Zu Peng was slightly startled. He was careless and did not expect that the young man in blue shirt could actually use a thousand kinds of energy.

However, Zu Peng quickly adjusted, and cautiously, he quickly urged Zu Chong to condense another willow branch, using an extra element of force.

The young man in blue shirt can use a thousand kinds of Yuanli, so he will use a thousand and one.

In this way, you won't waste too much energy, but you can also overwhelm the opponent and win with a slight advantage.

In an instant, thousands of green grasses and thousands of willow branches suddenly collided.

The willow branches are swaying, showing murderous intent in their swings.

The weak willow branches burst out with terrifying power, like thick iron ropes, locking the grass with lightning speed.

Facing the almost brutal attack of the willow branches, the grass bloomed with a tenacity that was completely different from usual. They were bound by the willow branches and now became as sharp as a blade, cutting the willow branches crazily.

Zu Peng naturally noticed this, and there was no panic in his eyes. His eyes were fixed on the thousand and one hidden willow branches.

With the fierce confrontation between the two, this last willow branch gradually showed its edge.

At the critical moment, the thousand and one elemental power shot out like a sharp arrow, shooting directly at the young man in blue shirt.

When the young man in blue shirt saw it, a flash of panic suddenly flashed in his pupils. Being so caught off guard, he did not block this hidden willow branch.

"Senior Brother Lan!" When the disciples of Shangyuan Palace saw that the young man in blue shirt was hit, their expressions changed greatly.

The young man in blue shirt was hit and flew backwards. He tapped his feet in the air more than ten times before he could stabilize his body.

Without the support of Yuanli, Fangcao Zhi only lasted for less than half a second before being strangled by willow branches and turned into powder.

at the same time.

Taking advantage of the young man in blue shirt to take action, Duan Feng jumped up and led a group of disciples from Bahuang Palace forward, intending to take action against Zu Chong.

Zhu Yan's body flashed and he stood in front of Duan Feng and others, his eyes were like lightning, with the intention of blocking them.

"Zhu Yan, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" Duan Feng said sinisterly with a dark face.

Others are afraid of the young man in blue shirt, but he is not afraid. Even if the young man in blue shirt makes remarks, he will take action.

Su Chen killed his brother Duan Hao. The debt cannot be settled like this. He wants his blood debt to be repaid with blood!

Zhu Yan repeatedly stopped him from taking action, which aroused the murderous intention in his heart.

If he wasn't afraid of Zhu Yan's strength, he would definitely cut Zhu Yan into pieces.

After hearing this, Zhu Yan grinned and took action without any nonsense.

The Eight Desolations Burning Heaven!

A terrifying arrogance that could burn all things suddenly rose from Zhu Yan's body, and then everyone saw a huge spark of Yuanli rising.

There are eight petals on top of the spark, and each petal is shining with scorching light, exuding a vast momentum like burning the sky and boiling the sea, as if it is going to burn the whole world.

With a thought in Zhu Yan's mind, sparks rose into the sky and enveloped Duan Feng and others.

Endless heat poured down like a waterfall, turning the air below red.

Duan Feng and others inside were extremely hot, as if they were in a furnace.

"Okay, since you are looking for death, don't blame me for being rude!" Duan Feng was filled with murderous intent and took action directly.

As his words fell, a hurricane of Yuanli suddenly rolled up between heaven and earth.

The hurricane swirled, sweeping in all directions, absorbing all the surrounding clouds and mists, and then skyrocketing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, it skyrocketed several times to a height of more than ten feet, and strong winds suddenly blew within a kilometer radius.

Under this hurricane, all the warriors were horrified to find that the energy in their bodies seemed to be sucked away by the hurricane.

The hurricane stirred up the wind and clouds, making the heaven and earth become muddy.

boom!

The hurricane soared into the sky and slammed into the fire dragon with the sharpest attitude. The deep sound suddenly resounded and spread in all directions.

The force of the hurricane suddenly collided with the force of Burning Heaven, shooting out endless light spots of Yuanli.

The light spots of Yuanli spread wildly, making sizzling sounds everywhere they passed, and even the air boiled.

The collision of Yuanli's power was not as long as imagined. It only took a few breaths to decide the winner.

The result has not changed. Even with the help of many fellow disciples, Duan Feng is no match for Zhu Yan.

"Why have you become stronger again!" Duan Feng exclaimed in disbelief.

In the fight just now, he was keenly aware that Zhu Yan was stronger than five days ago.

Zhu Yan didn't say anything when he heard the words. He snorted coldly and struck out with a palm. The wind of his palm was like a spear, stabbing Duan Feng.

Feeling the sharpness of the spear, Duan Feng couldn't help but have a look of panic on his face.

"enough!"

At this moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded. Under this sound wave, the giant palm collapsed after only holding on for half a second.