Hun Feng came very quickly, emitting a terrifying aura all over his body, like a black hole, swallowing up everything around him. His eyes were filled with black fluorescence, like a demon god. He stepped on the void, and every step he took teleported him several miles away. He did not hide his fighting spirit at all, and conveyed his purpose to Yao Yan.

With him came a dozen Dou Zuns, all of whom were the best of the younger generation in the clan and were Hun Feng's direct followers. They confronted Hun Jue and the others.

However, they did not take action, after all, they were not the protagonists of this battle.

The candidate for the young clan leader will ultimately be decided between Hun Feng and Yao Yan.

Hun Feng was wearing a black robe and had a sinister temperament. His eyes, which were shrouded in black light, stared coldly at Yao Yan. After a moment, he spoke first: "It seems that your strength has improved a lot during this period of time. Very good. My wait was not in vain. I hope that you can make me enjoy this battle!"

The moment the words fell, the fighting spirit in his body soared to a higher level again. His skills were running rapidly, even causing strange phenomena in heaven and earth. A pitch-black halo appeared behind his head, like a black hole, swallowing everything. The terrifying momentum pressed towards Yao Yan.

"Only a sixth-level Dou Zun? You are no match for me." Yao Yan felt Hun Feng's breath, frowned slightly, and said slowly.

With his current strength at the peak of the Ninth Transformation Dou Zun, there is almost no opponent at the Dou Zun level who can fight him. Even this monster in front of him, who is known as the 'madman' of the Soul Clan, still feels a little weak to him and cannot bring him any pressure. He feels a little disappointed.

His words undoubtedly made the expressions of everyone present freeze, and they immediately looked at Yao Yan in disbelief. They obviously did not expect Yao Yan to say this. These words were no longer a mockery, but a kind of contempt.

"What? You have made a breakthrough to the Douluo Saint?" Hun Feng restrained the smile on his face and asked.

"No, but I'm three years higher than you." Yao Yan said softly.

“Haha, is this your confidence?” Hun Feng sneered when he heard that, and his tone suddenly became stern, saying: “Even those old guys in the clan don’t dare to be so confident. It’s just the third level of Dou Qi. When I was a Seven-Star Dou Zun, I defeated a Ninth Level Dou Zun level existence, not to mention now... I hope you can still be so confident later!”

The moment he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Yao Yan. He did not use any fighting skills, but simply stretched out a palm surrounded by purple-black light and slapped Yao Yan's forehead hard.

Almost at the moment he made his move, a violent purple-blue flame emerged from Yao Yan's body and pounced towards him.

"Is this your fused strange fire? Unfortunately, the thing you are so proud of is of no use to me!" Hun Feng looked at him with disdain, an extreme purple-black color appeared in his eyes, and suddenly a strange devouring power appeared in his palm, swallowing up all the fused strange fire that was sweeping over, and at the same time, he continued to slap Yao Yan's forehead with the remaining power.

Heaven-Swallowing Technique? It's really powerful!

A glimmer of interest flashed in Yao Yan's eyes. He raised his hand and slapped forward without dodging, and collided with Hun Feng's palm, which was carrying a strange devouring power.

"Oh!"

When the two palms touched, there was no strong energy fluctuation, only an eerie calmness.

A playful smile appeared on Hun Feng's lips, and the Heaven-Swallowing Art in his body was activated. The purple-black fighting spirit instantly spread towards Yao Yan's arm. Looking at the arm that was more than half covered by his fighting spirit in the blink of an eye, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he planned to directly cripple Yao Yan's arm.

But the next moment, the cruelty in his eyes was replaced by shock and anger, because the fighting spirit he poured into Yao Yan's body actually disappeared directly. At the same time, the purple-black fighting spirit attached to the surface of his body also poured into his arms, as if it was swallowed by him, so that Hun Feng could no longer feel a trace of it.

Feeling this weirdness, Hun Feng did not dare to be careless. He made a prompt decision and a stronger fighting spirit suddenly burst out from his palm, which enabled him to break away from Yao Yan's palm and distance himself from it.

In response, Yao Yan did not continue to attack, but just stood there looking at his arms, as if feeling the power he had swallowed before. After he swallowed the multi-armed monster, the ability of the Soul-Devouring Clan in his body seemed to be strengthened to a certain extent.

"How did you do that!" Hun Feng's face was extremely gloomy and he stared at Yao Yan.

He couldn't believe that the Heaven-Swallowing Art and his Dou Qi that he practiced would actually be devoured by the other party. This was something he had never experienced before. Moreover, the other party did not practice the Heaven-Swallowing Art, and even his Dou Qi had not been activated. It was as if it was an ability that the body had innately possessed!
Quite weird!

"No comment~" Yao Yan responded lightly.

"If this is your answer, then you can go to hell!" Hun Feng's face turned extremely ugly, he said coldly, with a sharp murderous intent in his eyes.

At this moment, he no longer had the idea of ​​talking nonsense and directly used his trump card. Purple-black light lingered in his pure black pupils, and a rune slowly emerged between his brows. When this rune emerged, the aura in his body almost skyrocketed in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he had broken through to above the Nine-Transformation Dou Zun, and even vaguely touched that level.

The terrifying pressure swept across the world, making his aura extremely powerful.

He did not intend to play along with Yao Yan, but planned to crush the other party to death with his strongest posture, thereby establishing his authority and taking the position of the young patriarch!

"boom!"

With a slap of his palm, the monstrous fighting spirit turned into a purple-black energy stream and smashed towards Yao Yan.

Yao Yan remained calm as always, he gently raised one hand to block, the invisible force of space solidified in front of him, easily blocking Hun Feng's attack, tearing the fighting spirit that was coming towards him apart and sliding it to both sides.

Hun Feng obviously didn't expect this trick to work. He had already come behind Yao Yan and attacked him fiercely, punching him hard on the back. The terrifying punch poured out with a force that was enough to shatter a mountain.

"Black Extreme Blast Power!"

Yao Yan simply turned slightly and raised his hand to block, blocking all the opponent's attacks. The powerful attack made his wrist slightly numb, but that was all. With his current physical strength, such attacks could not cause him any trouble at all, let alone cause him any injuries.

Seeing Yao Yan, who was unscathed and took his punch lightly, Hun Feng was sure that his opponent's physique was extremely amazing! But Hun Feng didn't think he would lose. In terms of physique, he had been immersed in all kinds of natural treasures since he was a child, and he was definitely not weaker than anyone in the world. Even the Shi clan, who were known for their strong physique, he was confident that he could fight them!
His body was surrounded by purple-black fighting spirit, and he chose to fight Yao Yan in close combat!

Realizing Hun Feng's intention, Yao Yan revealed a faint smile and went straight to meet him head-on. How could he be unwilling if the number one genius of the Hun Clan was willing to be his sparring partner? It would also be a good opportunity to sort out the surging power in his body.

In an instant, the two of them started fighting each other!
As Yao Yan made his move, the terrifying power was like that of an ancient ferocious beast, pouring out completely. After just a few blows, Hun Feng felt a dull pain in his arms, as if he could not withstand such an impact. This was only because he used the Heaven-Swallowing Technique to dissolve part of the power, otherwise he would have been injured by now!

What the hell is this monster? Could it be that there is an ancient Taixu dragon under the human skin? !

Hun Feng became more and more frightened as the fight went on. He had already used his Heaven-Swallowing Technique at full power to dissipate the terrifying force that was like a tidal wave. At this moment, he felt like a reef on the coast, enduring the constant scouring of the waves. His bones were aching slightly, and it seemed that he was about to reach his limit.

"Impossible! How could his body be so strong!" Hun Feng's eyes gradually became crazy. He didn't believe it. Even if it was someone from the Stone Clan of the same level, he would not be afraid of the other party's body. But Yao Yan wanted to beat him down. He couldn't accept it!
He has never taken his peers seriously, but now he is going to be defeated by someone younger than him. How can he accept this!
Different from Hun Feng's madness, Yao Yan felt more and more excited the more he fought. Since he started practicing, there were very few opponents who could fight him head-on, and there were almost no people of the same age. The Hun Feng in front of him was undoubtedly an excellent opponent. He could actually withstand his attacks and even put up a fight. It felt great!

The more he fought, the more comfortable he felt, and the strength of his body began to increase step by step, as if he was continuously releasing the power contained in the imperial bloodline.

Because Yao Yan does not have the clan emblems of various tribes, but the blood power in his body is the real blood of the Dou Emperor, and as he grows, it has already reached an extremely high level. The power contained in it just lacks a key to open it, and it will be released with a little stimulation.

At present, Hun Feng's "sparring" has undoubtedly stimulated this part of power!
The people watching the fight from afar stared at the two men fighting closely, almost stopping their breathing, not daring to miss any details. However, the two men were too fast and only a few could keep up. Even an eight-star Dou Zun could only roughly see two blurry figures.

"What happened?" Hun Jue asked. With his strength, it was impossible for him to keep up with the fight between the two.

Hun Pei took a deep breath, with a bit of disbelief in his cold eyes. Under the gaze of everyone, he said in a concentrated voice: "Hun Feng is no match for the young clan leader. He can't hold on any longer... I don't know if it's my illusion, but I feel that the young clan leader didn't use his full strength!"

After she finished speaking, her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a bit. It was a little unbelievable that facing an opponent like Hun Feng, the young clan leader could be so relaxed and at ease!
Unbelievable!

When Hun Jue heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the fists hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly. He knew that his bet was right!
Compared to the emotions of Hun Jue's people, Hun Ya's people were a little desperate. They didn't dare and didn't want to believe that Hun Feng would be defeated by Yao Yan. But the reality was undoubtedly extremely cruel. Almost at the same time when the few people were talking, Hun Feng couldn't hold on any longer. He vomited blood. His chest was directly pierced by Yao Yan's punch. He flew backwards with blood splattering in the void.

Although Hun Feng's body was severely injured, his eyes were still crazy. He couldn't accept that he would be defeated so miserably. The Heaven-Swallowing Technique that he was proud of was directly shattered by Yao Yan. He could no longer resolve the power of that fist and was seriously injured by the punch. If it weren't for his reason that made him retreat, he might have been beaten to death just now!
"Damn it! Impossible! I don't believe it!!" Blood was flowing from the corner of Hun Feng's mouth, and he stared at Yao Yan in front of him with red eyes. The opponent was still unharmed. All his attacks fell on deaf ears and did not bring any threat to the opponent. Even the opponent's breath was not disturbed at all.

Although they were opponents of the same level, he actually had the illusion that he was ahead of the other party by a large level!
Yao Yan did not chase after him. He was feeling the increasing power in his body. As they fought, the Dou Di blood in his body was constantly releasing its power, making his strength grow continuously. This was also the reason why he had severely injured Hun Feng with one punch just now. He did not stop for the moment.

This surge in power seemed to increase with his fighting spirit, like a different kind of clan emblem!

He exhaled slightly, suppressed his will to fight, looked at Hun Feng, and said calmly: "Let's stop here, you are not my opponent~"

He didn't want to kill Hun Feng. On the one hand, there was no grudge between the two sides. On the other hand, the other party's ancestor was one of the elders of the Hun clan. His strength had not reached that level. He still had to give the other party the face. If he just arrived and directly killed the other party's younger generation, wouldn't that be asking for trouble!

"My physique may not be as strong as yours, but the same may not be true for my fighting skills!" Hun Feng said coldly. He would never accept being defeated like this.

"Just my physical body is enough... Do you think I have used my full strength before?" Yao Yan said indifferently. Then, as soon as he finished speaking, the wings of the Heavenly Demon King appeared on his back, and at the same time, fine purple-black dragon scales appeared on his body. With the blessing of the Vajra Indestructible Body, his aura increased further. The terrifying power of qi and blood was like a vast ocean. Just standing there, he gave everyone a suffocating feeling.

At the same time, the Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Fire were activated, and five strange fires burst out from his body, causing his fighting spirit, which was already at the peak of the ninth level, to begin to step into the semi-saint realm. The terrifying pressure directly made Hun Feng's whole body stiff.

He stood in the void, looking down at the seriously injured Hun Feng, and said coldly: "This is my peak state, how many moves do you think you can take!"

The broad wings of the Sky Demon Phoenix trembled slightly, and purple-blue flames swept across the sky and earth.

Just this kind of stare made Hun Feng lose the idea of ​​taking action. The gap in strength between the two sides was too big. He didn't understand why the gap could be so big. This was not just a difference in the level of fighting spirit, but an all-round difference!

If he really wanted to fight with the other party, he might not be able to block even one move!
The confidence and pride he once had were shattered at this moment, leaving him somewhat confused.

"The winner has been decided, the young are to be feared~" Along with an old laugh, an old man appeared in the void at some point, looking at Hun Feng and Yao Yan with gentle eyes, especially the look he gave Yao Yan, which was filled with a bit of amazement, as if he had never thought that such a monster could appear in this generation of the Hun clan.

But as an elder of the Soul Clan, he was still happy to see this scene. The more geniuses and evildoers there were in the clan, the more it proved that the future of the Soul Clan was bright!
"Ancestor...Ancestor!" Hun Feng looked at the person who came, his expression somewhat ugly, and called respectfully.

The person who came was Hun Yuantian, the elder of the Soul Clan who controlled one of the four Gates of Death and possessed the strength of an eight-star Douluo!

There was no breath of life on him, and he looked a little decayed. There was a gentle smile on his wrinkled face. He glanced at his disappointing junior, then looked at Yao Yan, nodded slightly, and said: "Let's end this battle here. You are much stronger than him. The victory of this battle belongs to you."

The rule that the Soul Clan cannot interfere with the battles in the blood sacrifice world is obviously unable to restrain the person in front of him. After all, the rules are already controlled by the other party.

"It was just luck for me." Yao Yan bowed, restrained all the aura around him, and said respectfully.

"This is not a matter of luck. Winning is winning. However, I, as a younger generation, am a bit arrogant. I will not accept defeat today. When you break through to the level of Fighting Saint, I will let him fight you one more time. Are you willing?" Hun Yuantian said slowly, looking at Yao Yan with his old eyes.

Upon hearing this, Hun Feng clenched his fists instantly, a light appeared in his eyes again, and he stared at Yao Yan.

Yao Yan didn't say anything big, and replied in a low voice: "Okay!" (End of this chapter)