Zhao Yi raised his lips and said teasingly: "Although you have one more spiritual orifice than me, you are not invincible. Today, I will challenge the seven spiritual orifices with six spiritual orifices!"
"Really?" Chu Feiyang smiled.
Hearing this, Zhao Yi's eyebrows moved. Chu Feiyang's calm look made him a little uneasy, but this thought soon disappeared.
The power gap between six spiritual orifices and seven spiritual orifices is not very large, and it can be made up by martial arts and actual combat ability.
Today, he, Zhao Wei, is going to step on the genius Yang Ming of the sixth-grade bloodline of the Imperial Dao Sect.
"I am Zhao Yi, the disciple of Qingyun Sect, with the fifth-grade bloodline. Please teach me!"
Zhao Wei said.
Chu Feiyang said calmly: "I am Chu Feiyang, the disciple of the Imperial Dao Sect, with the sixth-grade bloodline and the descendant of the Ghost Sword. Please teach me!"
"What? He is the descendant of the Ghost Sword?"
"He is the descendant of the Ghost Sword King, just like the Saint?"
Many inner disciples were shocked.
Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Lu Weiyun subconsciously glanced at Yun Jiangxue, and could clearly feel that Yun Jiangxue's face became a little unnatural.
Zhao Yi was shaken and said in horror: "You are the descendant of the Ghost Sword?"
"Are you scared?"
Chu Feiyang chuckled, stepped on the ground, and directly crossed the distance of thirty feet to Zhao Yi, swinging his fists wildly, and the terrifying fist force actually emitted a hot airflow, like two pieces of red-hot iron.
"Is this the human-level top-grade martial art, the Burning Fire Fist? And it has been cultivated to perfection?"
Faced with the overwhelming fist shadows, Zhao Yi's face changed, his hands became claws, and he grabbed frantically, fighting with the opponent.
Bang, bang, bang!
A violent collision sounded, and the terrifying fluctuations shook the surroundings.
But Zhao Yi was also blasted back and forth, almost retreating to the edge of the ring, and was about to fall off.
"Iron Wolf Ghost Step!"
Zhao Yi stepped lightly, and his whole body was like a wolf. After stabilizing his body, he pounced on Chu Feiyang, like a hungry wolf hunting.
Chu Feiyang stood there, motionless, facing Zhao Yi's fierce attack, his palms slapped frantically, blocking all of Zhao Yi's attacks.
After more than a dozen moves, with a powerful collision, Zhao Yi directly retreated a few steps.
Zhao Yi steadied himself and sneered, "The descendant of the Ghost Sword is nothing but that!"
He had opened one less spiritual orifice than Chu Feiyang, but he could feel that Chu Feiyang's strength was not much stronger than his.
He was sure to win this battle!
The descendant of the Ghost Sword was too famous in Jiangyun Country.
The Saint was once the descendant of the Ghost Sword.
Those who could become the descendant of the Ghost Sword were almost all geniuses with outstanding talents and extraordinary comprehension.
Today, if Zhao Yi could defeat the descendant of the Ghost Sword, he would surely become famous!
Chu Feiyang smiled and shook his head, staring at Zhao Yi and said, "You underestimate the descendant of the Ghost Sword!"
"You have opened seven spiritual orifices. If you really have the strength, you would have defeated me long ago!"
Zhao Yi looked disdainful.
"I only used 30% of my strength!"
Chu Feiyang shook his head.
"What did you say?"
Zhao Yi's face changed.
Whoosh!
Chu Feiyang's momentum suddenly surged, and his speed was twice as fast as before. He rushed directly to Zhao Yi, and hit him with a perfect fire-burning fist for more than ten times in a row.
Bang, bang, bang!
One after another, the hot fists smashed towards Zhao Yi frantically.
Zhao Yi's face changed drastically, and he quickly used a human-level top-grade defensive martial art, the wolf tooth fist. However, after blocking a few punches, he could not bear it at all. He flew backwards and fell to the edge of the crowd, fainting directly.
All the disciples present were shocked when they saw this scene, especially some disciples who knew Zhao Yi's strength and experience, who were even more shocked.
"It's not that Zhao Yi is too weak, it's that Chu Feiyang is too strong!"
"Chu Feiyang is the descendant of the Ghost Sword, his talent and understanding must be good!"
"I'm afraid we, the entry and outer disciples, will have a hard time in the future!"
This group of disciples often do tasks together, and if they encounter Chu Feiyang, they can only run away.
Chu Feiyang will become a genius of the younger generation.