"Lianqing, you should get some sleep. Leave this to me. I will definitely avenge you."
There was no murderous intent in Yang Feng's eyes, only affection. He stroked her face with his large hand, then touched her body and made her fall asleep.
Flame Sword!
Once again, brilliant flames erupted, shooting into the sky like a world-destroying fire.
"Heaven-Burning Slash!"
Yang Feng let out a low shout and slashed down fiercely from above.
He held his sister in his right arm and a long sword in his left, a spiritual energy barrier materializing around him before following the enormous fiery sword beam.
"My God, the power of this sword strike is even stronger than before, even twice as strong!" At this moment, a martial artist exclaimed.
"Hmph!" Lu Changkong snorted coldly, his inner force erupting, his robes fluttering wildly. A cold smile appeared on his lips, and he shouted:
"Charge!"
The next moment, the entire lake surface rippled and boiled, shooting out several water columns that formed a formation in all directions.
The jet of water was highly compressed, making it harder than a diamond.
The water column gradually began to rotate, turning into a waterspout that moved across Qinghai Lake.
This scene stunned the entire audience!
"This is actually an array! Senior Lu is actually an array master! So powerful!"
"Now, the number one prodigy of China is in danger. Not only does he have to worry about his sister, but he also has to fight Senior Lu. If those five old monsters attack together again, won't he be dead in no time?"
"The outcome was already decided long ago. Even if Lu Changkong is no match for Yang Feng, with the help of seniors like Chen Bei, surely they can kill him?"
Many martial artists along the shore can feel the air currents flowing in the center of Qinghai Lake.
"My God, this...this...!"
The director in the crew was speechless, and everyone, including Yoona, had their mouths wide open and were utterly shocked.
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Chapter 592 Fame Spreads Throughout the World!
"Splash splash splash—"
Waterspouts churned wildly over Qinghai Lake, like a meat grinder.
Yang Feng stood in mid-air, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, his eyes filled with seriousness.
The Heaven-Burning Slash he had just unleashed was disintegrated into water vapor by the water tornado.
Water overcomes fire, so in this kind of environment, the power of his flaming sword will be greatly reduced.
Holding his younger sister in his arms, he still had many concerns and couldn't fully concentrate on the battle.
"It's over, Senior Yang is doomed this time!" someone sighed and shook their head.
"That's not necessarily true. He might still have some tricks up his sleeve."
........
At this moment, high above the lake.
"Hahaha, the number one prodigy of China? Today you will die here!"
"Water-Locking Dragon, Three-Star Formation, twist it!"
A wild, arrogant smile appeared on Lu Changkong's lips. He slammed his hands together, controlling the formation to strangle the enemy.
Waterspouts approached Yang Feng.
"You really think you've won?"
At this moment, Yang Feng suddenly let out a mocking voice, then put the Flame Sword into his storage ring, and slowly stretched out his palm towards the sky.
When Lu Changkong saw the longsword in Yang Feng's hand disappear, he was slightly taken aback, then his face paled in shock, "You, you actually have a storage ring?!"
During his travels around the world, he once read in an ancient book that the storage ring was a spatial item.
"Ice Soul Blooming Palm!"
A chilling aura began to condense rapidly in his palm.
Yang Feng stared intently, then suddenly unleashed a powerful punch!
"boom--"
This palm strike pierced through the array on the lake's surface, creating an opening. Without any hesitation, Yang Feng transformed into afterimages and rushed out of the array.
The Ice Soul, now in physical form, burst forth in a palm strike and instantly appeared before Lu Changkong.
"How is that possible!"
Lu Changkong's eyes widened, and he retreated a hundred meters, reaching out to transform his inner force into several streams, attempting to forcefully grasp the palm strike.