What does that prove?!
His strength is beyond his own!
Only overwhelming strength can eliminate the need for martial arts techniques, and the effectiveness of martial arts techniques becomes more apparent when used in battles against opponents of higher levels.
The elders all gasped, exchanging bewildered glances for a second. Their sect leader had been blasted back from the flames, meaning the young man had won…
This is unbelievable! That person looks three times younger than the sect leader!
As the flames gradually disappeared, Yang Feng's indifferent figure appeared, standing proudly in place. With the barrier of spiritual energy surrounding him, if it weren't for the fact that his move required a certain trigger to be used, they might have already been killed by a single palm strike!
Yang Feng charged forward again, his aura wildly violent, directly attacking Yan Longzhi and the elders behind him.
"Elders, disciples! Form the killing formation and annihilate the enemy!"
Yan Longzhi shouted loudly, and immediately stood in a six-pointed star position with several elders. The disciples around them surged out and surrounded Yang Feng in an instant, disappearing into the vast sea of people.
Internal energy surged forth, and a great battle erupted at this moment!
Yang Feng sneered inwardly. These disciples' strength was utterly insignificant. Even if they set up an array, so what? The powerful could easily crush them.
Yang Feng changed direction and suddenly leaped up, avoiding the battle with Yan Longzhi and the elders. He paused slightly in mid-air, as if he were floating.
At this moment, all of Newton's laws fail...
But it only lasted for a moment.
Yang Feng suddenly spun around in mid-air, unleashing a barrage of incredibly powerful internal energy, like a Gatling gun firing in a spinning sweep.
Even more terrifying!
The force of the energy pierced through each of the Flame Dragon Sect disciples, leaving bloody holes in their bodies, all of them dying with their eyes wide open in disbelief.
Because it was too fast and too intense!
It simply can't withstand it!
"ah…"
"ah…"
A series of screams echoed across the Yanlong Gate plaza, which was quite frightening.
A series of terrifying aftershocks swept around him, and Yang Feng suddenly felt a surge of exhilaration...
This is slaughter...
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 296 Tang Clan Hidden Weapons: Dragon Beard Needles!
Upon realizing this thought, Yang Feng broke out in a cold sweat. He paused for a moment, wondering how he could have such an idea.
He had actually developed a liking for killing. Upon calming down and thinking about it carefully, he realized that it was probably the ferocious beast inside him that was behind it.
He must suppress this thought now, otherwise, he might become a machine used by the ferocious beast inside him to repair his body.
He would truly become a killing machine, and might even become ruthless towards his own family.
He absolutely would not allow this to happen.
However, he now has to resist the siege of these people, otherwise he might as well become a killing machine and perish here.
"Not good! All disciples, retreat immediately! Quickly!"
Yan Longzhi suddenly realized that his disciples were being killed one by one before they could even set up an array. If this continued, there would be countless casualties, and the only ones who would suffer losses would be their Yanlong Sect.
Upon hearing the order, the disciples immediately retreated. Even a fool could understand the situation; with their strength, going up against them would only result in them being killed.
They originally thought that there was strength in numbers, but they didn't expect Yang Feng's power to be even more terrifying, directly crushing their united strength.
Yang Feng ignored the disciples' thoughts and wanted to end the battle directly with his ultimate move, but the Buddhist light in his hand didn't even flicker.
Baguazhang!
Yang Feng exhaled calmly, and a surge of frenzied spiritual energy gathered in his hands, drawing a yin-yang symbol in the air before slamming down from the sky.
Yan Longzhi and several elders were immediately blasted away. Some of them, who were not strong enough, coughed up blood. Everyone was in great pain.
"That's the end of it!"
Yang Feng spoke coldly, his voice sounding like it came from the deepest hell. After landing, his figure suddenly shot out, his spiritual power surging, and he threw punches wildly, weaving together several streaks of light and shadow that directly blasted the elders away.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Screams erupted once more from the Yanlong Gate plaza, blood splattering everywhere. Several elders crashed to the ground, sliding several distances before finally coming to a stop, their auras extremely weak. The dents on their bodies were Yang Feng's handiwork.
Absolutely terrifying!
The disciples who had retreated to a distance felt utterly devastated upon witnessing this scene. All the elders had been defeated, and all their faith had shattered in that instant.
Now, only the sect leader remains, and he is still resisting Yang Feng's nonchalant attack.
Soon, wounds appeared all over his body.