Chapter 1145: That's All?

Cold and angry words spit out from Yu An's mouth.

His trembling body proved that he was suppressing a great deal of anger.

"Heh." City Lord Ming An smiled jokingly, "Elder Yu An is worrying too much."

"At least, I have never regretted it since I became the city owner of Ming'an City."

"Humph." Yu An couldn't hold back his anger any longer, and suddenly burst out.

"Elder Yu An, what do you want to do?" Behind him, the old butler snorted coldly.

City Lord Ming An just smiled faintly and did nothing.

Yu An, however, gritted his teeth and sat down angrily.

He clearly felt that at the moment when he burst out, the aura of dozens of city lord mansion powerhouses around him had locked him.

Here, it is Ming'an City, the City Lord's Mansion, and the place where Ming'an City Lord lives. It's not even the second elder of his Yu family to be arrogant.

Yu An angrily sat down and whispered to the Yu family martial artist beside him.

The Yu family martial artist nodded, got up and left.

City Lord Ming An glanced at it and ignored it.

He is the number one powerhouse in Ming'an City, and no one can move the person he wants to protect.

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On the competition arena, Xiao Yi waited.

The referee on the side shook his head, "If no one takes the stage to challenge, I will declare Master Yi Xiao the winner."

Yi Xiao became famous, except for killing Yu Tai and Zhong Shuo.

In addition, he surpassed Yu Tai, a veteran sage refining pharmacist, in the Yaosheng City refining competition.

Naturally, with the exception of some high-ranking people, ordinary people would call Yi Xiao a 'master'.

Alchemist is a noble profession.

"Slow." Just at this moment, a cold shout sounded.

A figure leaped onto the competition stage in an instant.

The one who played was a young man, about 25 years old.

The moment the young man entered the field, his icy eyes were already looking directly at Xiao Yi, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

"Huh? Isn't that the young head of the Yu family?" The surrounding spectators instantly recognized the young man playing.

"The strongest arrogance in more than ten cities around Ming'an City."

"It is rumored that this Yu Feng's talent is amazing. At a young age, his strength has already surpassed that of the family's predecessors."

"In the entire family, the only person who can overwhelm him with cultivation base strength is the old head of the Yu family."

"I'm afraid it won't be long before this person will become the first person in the Yu family and will be famous in Ming'an City."

Surrounded by exclamations incessantly.

However, Yu Feng ignored it and just looked at Xiao Yi coldly.

The mind of this person is extremely high.

"Yi Xiao, take action." Yu Feng was the first to spit out cold words.

"Kill my Yu Family Great Elder, you have no life to walk down this arena."

Xiao Yi shook his head,

Indifferently, "Don't talk nonsense, let's do it."

"Crazy." Yu Feng shot instantly.

Yu Feng's figure suddenly turned into a string of phantoms, and the palm of his hand slapped Xiao Yi heavily.

"Huh? The speed is not slow." Xiao Yi was slightly taken aback.

Clap...a ​​low crackle sounded.

Xiao Yi's footsteps were only a step sideways. With a firm palm, he easily grasped Yu Feng's wrist.

At the same time, Yu Feng's phantom suddenly disappeared.

"The speed at the peak of the holy realm, no wonder you are so confident." Xiao Yi looked at Yu Feng in front of him with indifferent eyes.

"It's just, that's not enough."

"Hmph, Jingfeng Palm." Yu Feng snorted coldly, the palm in his hand suddenly burst out, and he broke free from Xiao Yi's grip in an instant.

The palm wind shifted, and a palm slammed heavily towards Xiao Yi.

Before the palm of his hand came, the piercing aura and the incomparably heavy wind pressure had already been imposed on Xiao Yi in an instant.

With Xiao Yi's whole body as the center, the violent palm wind directly twisted the ground on the competition platform into powder.

"This is a wild end, give me death." Yu Feng sneered.

Xiao Yi was unmoved, and the indifferent gaze that had looked at Yu Feng had disappeared.

No, to be precise, he was too lazy to look at Yu Feng.

Yu Feng's strength is too weak to even mention his fighting spirit.

Boom... Yu Feng's palm was heavily imprinted on Xiao Yi's chest.

From the beginning to the end, Xiao Yi never moved.

"Die." Yu Feng sneered, but the next second, the smile stopped abruptly.

Just because, at Xiao Yi's chest, I don't know when, a powerful purple flame condensed.

Before he could react, Zi Yan had already burned out the cold palm wind.

His palm hit Xiao Yi and was extremely powerless.

"Is there anything else you can do?" Xiao Yi asked indifferently.

"What do you think?" Yu Feng's face suddenly turned hideous.

A green light suddenly appeared, and instantly enveloped Xiao Yi.

When the light fell, a green rope had bound Xiao Yi tightly.

"Low-grade holy artifact?" Xiao Yi frowned.

"That's right." Yu Feng smiled proudly, "This is the treasure of my Yu family, the low-grade holy artifact, the blue snake rope."

"Those who are asked, don't even think about getting out of trouble."

Xiao Yi glanced at the green rope that bound him. The whole rope was extremely flexible, and the two ends of the rope seemed like a snake's tail.

At the other end, there is an illusory snake head, spitting out a cold letter.

From a distance, Xiao Yi seemed to be tightly entangled by a thick green snake.

The faces of the surrounding warriors changed.

In the viewing seat, Ming An's city lord frowned.

Yu An sneered.

This competition does not prohibit the use of holy weapons.

The holy weapon is one of the fighting cards and means of a warrior.

On the competition stage.

"Low-grade holy artifact, can't kill me." Xiao Yi shook his head indifferently.

"Hmph." Yu Feng snorted coldly, "Low-grade holy artifact can't kill you, can't it kill you?"

Yu Feng's face showed a ferocious look, and a sword energy shot into the sky in his hand, which was instantly aroused.

At the moment when the sword qi appeared, the momentum of all the warriors around the entire competition platform was instantly suppressed.

While watching the game, City Lord Ming An's expression changed, "Is it the swordsmanship of the Yu Family Patriarch?"

The power of other powerhouses is not within the rules of the competition.

Because, this is the means of other martial artists, not the strength of martial artists.

"Damn, stop for me." City Lord Ming An's face turned cold, and he instantly reacted.

"It's too late." Yu An sneered.

On the competition stage, Yu Feng smiled grimly, and the sword energy in his hand was already aroused.

The terrifying sword qi instantly swallowed Xiao Yi, who was bound by the blue snake cord, unable to move or escape.

"That kid is dead." Yu An sneered.

Around the competition stage, a group of warriors shook their heads.

"The patriarch of the Yu family is a strong man in the holy king realm. His saber aura is no less than his full force."

"No matter how evil Yi Xiao is, he can't bear it."

"Unfortunately, such a monstrous man has just perished."

There was a sigh all around.

On the competition stage, the rage of the swordsmanship was rampant, and the neighing continued, even causing most of the competition stage to fall into the vertical and horizontal direction of the swordsmanship.

After a long while, the sword qi gradually dissipated.

Yu Feng smiled, looked at the referee, and said, "We can declare the winner."

"This..." The referee frowned.

Just at this moment, the sword qi completely dissipated.

An indifferent voice resounded through the audience in an instant.

"Is it that much?"

"Huh?" Yu Feng's face changed, he knew that this was Yi Xiao's voice.

"How is it possible, not dead?"

The knife gas dissipated, and inside, a stream of hot melt, scorching hot and surging.

The molten slurry fell slowly like water, revealing Xiao Yi's intact figure.

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