Cultivator: Fighting God

Chapter 102 The Sword Roar (3)
Peng Yue'er was stunned. She has been a genius girl of the Vulcan clan since she was a child, and her cultivation base is even higher than that of her peers. Now that a sword with all her strength will be swung away by a "trash" like Ye Yang lightly, how can this be possible? tolerate?

Suddenly biting her red lips tightly, Peng Yue'er let out a coquettish shout, urging Gu to gather all her strength, only to see that the luster of zhenqi around her gradually changed from deep red to orange!
Everyone in the audience was shocked, and Cao De was even more shocked: "Heaven, earth level six!? Is this... still that Peng Yueer? Sure enough, he is indeed a genius!"

At such a young age, he has already stepped into the sixth level of the earth. This news has already caused an uproar. Many clansmen stood up and opened their eyes wide, looking forward to this duel between rookies and heroes!
On the competition stage, winds and clouds were surging.

Peng Yue'er had a murderous look on her face, countless strong winds surged around her body, blowing her skirts flying, her two slender legs stepped on small boots, the flames turned under her feet, and the long sword in her hand was burned red, like a raging fire Sword, Vulcan's power screamed, and the scorching breath forced the guards beside the martial arts stage to retreat uncontrollably.

Surprise was written on everyone's face, no one could have imagined that a beautiful girl could have such a tyrannical cultivation.

Even Ye Yang had to look at it with admiration. Peng Yue'er had already stepped into the sixth level of the earth. In fact, his cultivation base was already higher than him. It was only because what Ye Yang practiced was not the Vulcan Art, but the mysterious method recorded in the Vulcan Remnants However, the derived Vulcan power should be much purer, and the seventh-grade Flame Breaking Sword in his hand is far better than the opponent's weapon, so there is a chance of winning the battle.

"Wow!"

The orange light rose, and the corners of Peng Yue'er's mouth rose, revealing a smug smile, and said: "Ye Yang, I can only blame you for provoking Miss Ben. If you have any last words, go and tell Hades!"

The light rose sharply, Peng Yueer was ready to go, her whole body was almost wrapped in the halo of Vulcan's true energy, the long sword swung back slightly, and the true energy on the blade condensed into an orange lion's head energy image, as if Another powerful move!

On the sidelines, finally one person couldn't sit still anymore, Peng Feng stood up and said angrily: "Yue'er, she actually used the angry sword to roar? My God, she is not strong enough to control this move, what if she hurts herself?" ?”

Not far from Peng Feng, the Patriarch of the Bald Family looked horrified, and said coldly: "Crazy! You are all crazy. The martial art of the Xuan rank is roaring with fury. You must have the strength of the seventh level of the earth to control it. This Peng family master Does Miss really want Ye Yang to die that much? What kind of deep hatred..."

Outside the arena, there was an uproar, everyone held their breath, that Peng Yue'er made a move, and the vigorous energy was pressed on the edge of the sword. Once the sword is released, God knows what kind of destructive power it will have. In short, that leaf Jan is sure to die!

Unknowingly, Ye Yang has become a dead person in the eyes of everyone, a victim of Miss Peng's anger, an insignificant victim.

Peng Yue'er's eyes were full of complacency, and she suddenly yelled, "Die, you trash!"

"boom!"

(End of this chapter)