1201 Ninth Order

"All warriors above the eighth rank will attack together!"

With Duanwu's words, the trembling void was filled with silence, and everyone stared at Duanwu in astonishment. It's hard to imagine that Duan Wu would say such a sentence, no matter how strong Yi Feng is, he wouldn't be able to resist so many strong men?

Dozens of powerhouses above the eighth rank gathered together, even facing the king rank, they still have the power to fight. However, is it so strong against a seventh-order powerhouse? Did Duan Wu think too highly of Yi Feng?

He Ru and the others also frowned, glanced at Duanwu, then at Yifeng, but they still didn't say anything.

"Yi Feng! You have no objection?" Duan Wu looked at Yi Feng and smiled.

"So what if you go up together?" Yi Feng laughed loudly, swiped the dragon sword in his hand, and drew a trace in the space, staring at Xiao Tian and the others arrogantly.

"Good! Good! I don't want to be the champion this time. I want to see how strong this generation of evil emperors are." Duan Wu also laughed, and was extremely excited that Yi Feng took on everyone's challenge.

"Whoever is willing, shoot!" Duan Wu shouted at the group of warriors above the eighth rank.

The group of warriors looked at each other, then nodded. Their respective figures flashed around Yifeng. At the same time, Duan Wu also stood on Yi Feng's left side.

One left and one right with Xiao Tian, ​​sandwiching Yi Feng in the middle. The other forty or so warriors surrounded Yifeng layer by layer, and each of them exploded with momentum, overwhelming Yifeng.

With such a huge aura, even Yifeng, who used the coercion of the evil emperor, still felt a little difficult.

Xiao Tian glanced at Yifeng, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I don't know how long you can hold on? As long as you hold on for a quarter of an hour in this camp, no one present will be your opponent. Including me and Cut off your arms."

Although Xiao Tian grasped a trace of space energy, under such a camp, he naturally couldn't last for a few minutes.

"A quarter of an hour?" Yi Feng laughed, looked at Xiao Tian and said, "Are you underestimating me too?"

"Then do you think you can persist for an hour?" He Ru asked Yi Feng in a deep voice. He Ru was quite depressed. She thought that with the Pearl Devourer, the title of champion was hardly a big suspense. But not only Xiao Tian, ​​Duan Wu and others have comprehended space energy. What's more, there is an extremely arrogant Yifeng, but he has arrogant strength.

"One hour? No! This is not what I want?" Yifeng smiled slightly, "Come here! Let's see what you, the most outstanding young talents of this generation, have."

Everyone heard Yifeng's meaning from what he said. Yifeng didn't hold on for long, but wanted to defeat everyone alone.

"This kid is so fucking arrogant!"

Everyone had such emotions in their hearts, they admitted that Yi Feng was strong. But if you haven't reached the king rank, if you want to defeat all these people, it will undoubtedly be as high as the sky. What's more, Yifeng is only a seventh-order, although he can't be regarded as a seven-level common sense. But after all, it is still the seventh rank on the surface.

Xiao Tian and the others were not surprised to hear Yi Feng's words, anyway, they were already used to Yi Feng's arrogance. It's just that the momentum soared a little, and he pressed towards Yifeng. Yi Feng resisted the power of the evil emperor of these dozens of people, and gradually he couldn't hold back even with his extra points.

Realizing this, Yifeng frowned. He understands that with his current strength, it is impossible for him to try to fight these dozens of strong men, and there is absolutely no chance of winning.

Thinking of this, Yifeng let out a breath, and the knot in his hand also knotted. The technique of printing and knotting is extremely cumbersome and fast, making people dazzled, only seeing the flickering hand shadows.

Everyone saw Yifeng like this, even though they knew that Yifeng was using the secret technique, but no one stopped him. After all, dozens of people besieged Yifeng, and even tried to block the other party's secret technique, it seemed too cowardly.

Everyone watched Yifeng silently, watching Yifeng's handprints getting faster and faster.

In just a few breaths, everyone felt that Yifeng's aura began to rise. Breaking through the seventh-order bottleneck in an instant and reaching the eighth-order, and then continued to improve.

"Slaying Immortal!"

After Yifeng's last handprint was formed, Yifeng's momentum was still rising continuously.

Under this rising aura, Xiao Tian and others also frowned. Yifeng climbed all the way, from the peak of the seventh level to the eighth level, and then the elementary level, the middle level, and the advanced level, all the way to the peak of the eighth level.

But Yifeng's power still didn't stop. Yifeng took out a pill from the ring that caused ripples around him, and swallowed it in one gulp. Yifeng's aura soared even more violently. With a bang, Yifeng actually broke through the eighth-level peak level and reached the ninth level.

Sensing Yifeng's surging momentum, everyone glanced at each other, staring at Yifeng with wide-eyed eyes.

After reaching the ninth level, Yifeng's crazy climbing momentum slowed down and finally stabilized. Sensing the surging power in his body, Yi Feng also roared excitedly. Under his roar, the sound wave hit the surroundings, and the coercive momentum of several eighth-rank warriors was completely broken under this roar.

Shaking his arm, Yifeng was also very happy. It was not in vain for him to waste a seventh-order elixir, and break through to a level above the ninth-order with the help of Zhan Xian. In this way, it is somewhat sure to deal with these people.

"Come together!" Yifeng looked at these dozens of warriors alone, and took a deep breath. He also felt great pressure.

"Good! Good! This is the best way to fight!" Xiao Tian also laughed, but he didn't expect Yi Feng to have this kind of secret technique, and he had been promoted by nearly two levels. Originally, he was worried that Yifeng would not be able to take their tricks. Now that their strength has skyrocketed, they dare not underestimate them.

Yifeng of the seventh rank can fight seven of them. Yi Feng, who had reached the ninth rank, had more than doubled his fighting power.

"Take my punch first!" Sun Nu roared, the battle energy in his body surged out, and he punched Yi Feng with 120% force.

"Well done!"

Yifeng laughed loudly, swung his arms, and went straight to meet Sun Nu. The two fists clashed together, and there was a muffled sound. At the same time, a figure flew straight upside down, passing a trace of more than ten meters before it stabilized, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of its mouth.

Yi Feng unexpectedly knocked out blood from a ninth-level powerhouse with a random punch. Watching this scene, everyone took a deep breath and stared at Yifeng with wide eyes, showing deep fear. That was a ninth rank, and he was absolutely at a disadvantage under Yi Feng's fist.