Chapter 97: Wind God Changes Wind

  Yi Feng has never stopped cultivating!

  This news may mean nothing to ordinary people, but for Mo Chen and Leng Yun, it represents too much.

  At least Leng Yun no longer thought he could surpass Yi Feng in terms of boundaries.

  But...

  Leng Yun took a deep breath, and a fierce glint emerged in his eyes. The four spiritual lights shone even brighter, and his aura grew stronger!

  It's also good this way, I can completely rely on my real strength to defeat him, and don't need to rely on my realm to crush him.

  It's such a victory that is what I wanted.

  It had been a long time since the surging battle intent filled Chongyun's body, and he couldn't help but let out a loud roar towards the sky.

  The four spirits let out a simultaneous roar, their voices shaking the four directions. Those with insufficient strength felt their internal organs churning endlessly and their heads splitting in pain.

  Yi Feng's body was wrapped in a green cheongsam, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then the corners of his mouth revealed a faint smile that was hard to detect.

  Unexpectedly, revealing his true strength did not deal a blow to Leng Yun, but instead made his fighting spirit even more high-spirited.

  A slight reflection reveals Cold Cloud's mental state, and one can't help but sigh with emotion.

  Although their relationship was not very harmonious, Yi Feng had to admit that Leng Yun was a worthy opponent.

  But Leng Yun, between you and me, only one can be the number one in Tianjie, only one... For Shui She, this number one position can only be mine, can only be mine! So this number one position, you'd better give it to me...

  Hand it over!

  Yi Feng's mind was made up, his eyes flashed quickly and thoroughly cold. His hands suddenly opened wide, like a large roc swiftly flying to kill, the Qing Luan flew up, the wind and clouds changed, leaving behind a string of dreamy light points like raindrops, Yi Feng's figure became blurred in the raindrops, while the Qing Luan's speed got faster and faster, its sharp bird eyes condensed into a sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the four spirits below.

  One against four, Qing Luan proudly raised her noble head, disdainfully looking down, and Yi Feng also showed no fear.

  Leng Yun raised his head, and with a cold gaze, he found that he didn't have the tension he used to have. He was very calm, perhaps this battle was destined. Then let's have a showdown. Leng Yun's heart was like an ancient well, transparent, quiet, and the four spirits around him were quietly lurking, emitting a faint golden glow.

  "Huh?" Yi Feng was slightly stunned, Qing Luan's speed suddenly slowed down, and his eyes sank immediately. Zhong San and Mo Chen, who were watching from the side, changed their faces, but quickly regained their composure.

  "What's wrong?" Watersnake asked, sensing Modun's change.

  The water snake felt it had been a long time before Mo Dust's voice seemed to drift from the horizon: "Leng Yun, he broke through."

  "Ah?" The water snake was shocked, but quickly regained her composure, her face calm, and cast her gaze at the two people fighting. Only a pair of jade hands were clenched tightly, with fingernails digging into her palm without realizing it, her lips biting unconsciously, clear and emotional eyes gazing at the man in her heart.

  The cold aura of Lingyun's breakthrough began to gather, like a cunning tiger, suddenly retracting its sharp claws. The ferocity in his eyes did not diminish by half. Yifeng knew that he must not be careless! He knew that the tiger in front of him was not to be underestimated and would suddenly pounce, leaving himself defenseless.

  He gathered the last bit of ease, and Yi Feng's lips tightened as if facing a great enemy. Leng Yun's breakthrough at this time made his pressure surge. No longer holding back, Yi Feng poured all his spiritual energy into Qing Luan's body, and in an instant, Qing Luan's light burst forth!

  The blue bird raises its head and lets out a sharp cry, its piercing voice stabbing through the heart of man, penetrating the clouds, causing damage to the listener's heart and lungs.

  Leng Yun, surrounded by the four spirits, made a move. He simply raised his right hand, and the four spirits simultaneously lifted their heads, staring straight at the Qing Luan that was diving in mid-air.

  "Break!" Cold Cloud let out a low shout, his entire body's spiritual energy swelling up like the surging tide of the ocean. The Four Spirits received their orders and simultaneously charged upwards, their faces twisted in ferocity, their eyes wide with excitement. The four strands of energy transformed into four divine chains that suddenly wrapped around the Qing Luan in mid-air.

  The divine chain presents four colors of cyan, white, red and green, as if piercing through space. Each divine chain has a special fluctuation transmitted from it, and it becomes thicker and thicker.

  "This fluctuation is the 'Origin'! " Mo Chen's expression was heavy with solemnity, "And its extent has far exceeded what Leng Yun could exert in the past." Mo Chen's face seemed to have a layer of frost, and the strength of Yi Feng and Leng Yun gave him great pressure.

  When one's cultivation reaches the level of Cold Cloud and Easy Wind, apart from fighting over boundaries, understanding the "origin" is also a major factor in determining one's strength.

  Weapons that inherently contain the fluctuations of "yuan" are even more coveted by people at this level. That's why each appearance of the nine yuanqi causes such a huge commotion. Since ancient times, heroes from all over the world have fought to the death for these nine yuanqi, shedding blood and losing their lives without regret.

  The deeper the understanding of "yuan", the stronger the strength, just like the former number one under heaven - "Bajian" Yuan Zhe Ling, his own realm is not necessarily much higher than the other eight people, but his understanding of "yuan" far surpasses those eight people. The power of Bajian was thus fully displayed, making Yuan Zhe Ling overpower the eight people and become the number one under heaven.

  At this time, Leng Yun's understanding of "yuan" had reached a higher level, and he could wield the power of his second-generation Ziyuan instrument, the Four Spirits Divine Blade.

  Leng Yun's left hand slid lightly over the blade of the Four Spirits Divine Sword, his heart unexpectedly calm.

  Four Spirit Blade, I spent so much effort to obtain you initially, but it's really embarrassing that up till now, I haven't been able to bring out your true power.

  This time, although I still can't use your full strength, just lend me as much as you can...

  The brilliance of the second-generation heir should shine brightly in everyone's eyes!

  Leng Yun's eyes deepened, and his entire demeanor began to intensify.

  ………………………………

  Next...

  Mo dust's gaze turned to Yi Feng, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of worry, with an unusual light flashing in his eyes.

  Easy wind, what will you do...

  Yi Feng felt the change in Leng Yun, his heart and breath condensed, without retreating. Qing Luan's speed became faster and faster, as if a meteor was fiercely smashing towards those four divine chains.

  "Psst"

  The four divine chains instantly bound the Qing Luan, and even though the Qing Luan's speed was extremely fast, it was still locked in place by the chains and couldn't move at all.

  The blue phoenix let out a long cry, but the four divine chains were after all transformed from the Four Spirits, and even it couldn't easily break free.

  The Qing Luan's eyes became increasingly cold and stern, he could clearly feel the difference between the four divine chains, compared to before, the current divine chains were much stronger.

  This enhancement is not only reflected in the binding ability, but also comprehensively upgraded. The four attributes with different properties but equally powerful destructive power are rampant in the Easy Wind Body, destroying the internal mechanism of the Easy Wind Body.

  Just a few moments later, Yi Feng suffered a serious injury, and his mouth corner seeped out threads of fresh blood.

  "Wind!" The water snake exclaimed, just about to move forward, but was stopped by Mo Dust stretching out his hand.

  Facing the water snake's menacing gaze, Mo Dust let out a light sigh and said: "You can't go, your strength is far inferior to theirs. If you went, you wouldn't be of any help and would only hinder Yi Feng."

  The water snake was anxious in her heart, but she also knew that Mo Dust's words were true. Her temperament was extremely good after all, and at this moment, she had clarified the pros and cons, so she chose to believe Yi Feng rationally.

  "Wind, you said you would win, I believe you."

  The Qing Luan inside Yi Feng seemed to feel the sincere blessing of the water snake, and the light in his eyes suddenly brightened. The Qing Luan phantom, however, slowly shrank and faded away amidst everyone's astonishment, as if Yi Feng had compressed all of the Qing Luan's power into his body.

  "Hmm..."

  Feeling the excessive surging power within his body, Yi Feng clenched his fists fiercely, his eyes locking onto the Four Spirits below like a hawk.

  Water snake, I will win because I... promised you!

  Leng Yun, I'm going all out!!

  "Whoosh!"

  Yi Feng's figure suddenly disappeared, and the four divine chains instantly lost their target, wandering aimlessly in mid-air for a moment.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!"

  Four crisp ear-piercing sounds almost simultaneously rang out, four divine chains suddenly stopped and then burst open amidst everyone's shocked gaze!

  Yi Feng's voice was amidst the four shattered divine chains, and as the fragments fell, Yi Feng seemed to be a god descending upon the world.

  The only thing that was not perfect, Easy Wind's palms were stained with fresh blood, which dripped down his fingers one drop at a time. Moreover, if one looked closely, they would discover that his body was trembling slightly.

  Yifeng's internal injury is extremely severe at this moment.

  The power of Qing Luan was indeed still not something he could fully grasp at this point in time.

  We must end this quickly!

  Yi Feng's gaze fell on the Four Spirits below.

  The four spirits also sensed Yifeng's gaze and immediately let out a furious roar, charging towards Yifeng to kill him.

  Yi Feng took a deep breath and charged into the Four Spirits with an unstoppable momentum.

  "Boom!"

  Suddenly, the spiritual light of all people's careers surged up to the sky, and a huge ball of light engulfed the center of the field. No one could see the dynamics inside, but only faintly heard the roar of the four spirits' anger.

  The seawater in this area was thoroughly stirred up, and colorful light rings filled the entire seabed.

  Everyone held their breath, everyone was waiting for the final outcome.

  Is it Leng Yun still wearing the crown of first place, or is Yi Feng opening up a new situation?

  Everything gradually came to light as the glow faded away.

  It wasn't until about ten minutes later that the light finally stopped bursting forth and gradually dissipated, revealing the two people in the arena.

  Both of them were in a wretched state, Yi Feng's entire body was stained with blood, the bloodstains on his white clothes were shocking, only those eyes although somewhat tired still shone brightly.

  Leng Yun's body didn't seem to have any injuries, only his pale face as white as paper indicated that he had suffered a severe internal injury.

  "Call"

  The wind suddenly rose, lifting the hem of their clothes, and both figures stumbled.

  "Could it be a draw?" someone in the crowd spoke up. If that was the outcome, some people wouldn't be satisfied.

  "It's not a draw." Mo Chen suddenly spoke up, and many people immediately turned their heads to look at him, only to see Mo Chen's eyes staring into the air.

  Then everyone's gaze turned to the sky, and in the next moment, almost everyone gasped.

  In mid-air, the corpses of four enormous divine beasts lay horizontally, and even if they weren't the true Four Spirits, they were still filled with visually shocking force.

  Easy to raise one's hand in adversity, lightly clenching a fist.

  "Boom boom boom boom"

  Four corpses burst and exploded in an instant, each explosion making Leng Yun's face turn a shade paler.

  Four corpses were completely crushed, Leng Yun's face turned deathly pale, and fresh blood slid down from the corner of his mouth.

  A dull and lightless blade fell from mid-air at this moment, it was the Fourth Generation Ziyuan Device's Four Spirit Blade, but it also looked like it had suffered heavy damage.

  "Clang"

  The four spirits' divine blades fell to the ground with a thud.

  "Hmm..."

  Leng Yun looked up at the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood, falling to the ground without getting up.

  Fresh blood burst in mid-air like a blooming lotus flower.