Fantasy I am the enemy of the world

"How could he have a yellow-level magic weapon!"

"Yang Ao, you actually secretly used a large amount of family property to purchase Huang-level magic weapons for Yang Feng!"

"Yang Ao, I want to impeach you. You used family property for your own personal gain. You are not worthy of being the leader of the clan!"

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When Yang Xiao went to Jubaofang to buy the Huang-level low-grade Ancient Blue Sword, he almost emptied all his belongings. Even the elders on his side were extorted of a large sum of property.

A magic weapon that can be manifested must be at least a middle-grade or even high-grade yellow-level magic weapon. Purchasing such a magic weapon will definitely seriously damage the vitality of the Yang family. This is definitely not something Yang Ao can afford alone.

Yang Ao was looking at Yang Feng in astonishment at this moment, with a huge question mark popping up in his head.

Although he knew that Yang Feng had been inherited by a god, was this god too generous? In addition to passing down the secrets of Yuan Shu, he also gave him an additional magic weapon?

Yang Fengcai didn't bother to explain to these elders that this was the first time he used the Broken Sword. He could clearly feel that the weapon spirit in the Broken Sword had been extinguished. Now it was only the power of the Broken Sword itself that was exerted. This Broken Sword was absolutely

It is no worse than the jade sword he once used. It is the most pinnacle spiritual treasure in the world of mountains and seas. It is no wonder that it has been silent under the long river of time.

"clang!"

Holding the broken sword in his hand, the influence of the prototype of Yang Ao's domain was instantly weakened to the minimum, and the fierce fighting spirit was ignited in Yang Feng's heart.

I saw Yang Feng leaping up and slashing down with his sword. The broken sword was filled with gray airflow that represented the sword's destructive intent. The Benlang Sword, which was already damaged by the sword, was almost shattered into pieces. Yang Xiao felt a burst of physical pain when he saw it.

It was a low-grade yellow-level magic weapon. If it was really broken, he would really cry to death.

Feeling the unparalleled power of the broken sword, Yang Feng became more and more comfortable with it. He simply gave up Yuan Shu and attacked Yang Xiao with the purest sword skills.

In the eyes of others, Yang Xiao, who had opened the prototype of the Gravity Domain, was beaten back by Yang Feng. That was a battle that exceeded two levels.

Yang Ao's eyelids jumped wildly. His son must be too fierce. He was in a different place. Can he really withstand Yang Feng's violent attack? The answer is no.

"roll!"

Although Yang Feng did not use Yuan Shu, the gray air flow was always wrapped around the broken sword. Every time he slashed and slashed to destroy the sword, it was wearing down the ancient blue sword.

The ancient blue sword, which was originally shining brightly, now has a restrained light, and the faint green light shows that it is a yellow-level magic weapon.

On the other hand, the Broken Sword is actually breathing gray air flow. Now Yang Feng does not need to brew it. The Broken Sword itself can continuously create air flow. Yang Feng's satisfaction with the Broken Sword has skyrocketed. This is simply to destroy the sword's intention.

A tailor-made spirit treasure body. If a suitable weapon spirit is found in the future, it will be directly integrated into the broken sword. After some time of gestation, it will become a terrifying spirit treasure.

Sensing the strangeness of the Ancient Cang Sword, Yang Xiao's eyes turned red. A wave of air rose up around him, and the ground cracked. Yang Feng raised his brows, and retreated suddenly, avoiding the attack of the air wave. He kicked his feet hard again.

He threw himself in front of Yang Xiao.

Yang Feng's rogue fighting style made Yang Xiao's mentality almost explode. Every time Yang Feng struck out with a sword, the strange gray air flow directly annihilated the sword power created by the Qixuan Sword.

After beating him back and forth, Yang Xiao's Qixuan Sword failed to add up to the power of each sword. On the contrary, the Ancient Cang Sword was almost useless. If he continued to fight, he would be eaten alive by Yang Feng.

The smile on Yang Ao's face, who was watching the show next to him, became more and more intense. He felt aggrieved for Yang Xiao.

The Qixuan Sword cannot be used, and the prototype of the domain is ineffective against Yang Feng. He can only be beaten by Yang Feng. The two yellow-level magic weapons in his hand are on the verge of being broken. His abilities are restrained to death, and he is very cultivated.

Two points for not being able to perform.

After staying in the Yundan Realm for too long, Yang Xiao completely lost the warlike spirit he had when he was young. If he had to risk his life, he would never be beaten so badly.

"What are you waiting for? Come and help!"

Yang Xiao roared angrily, how could he care about his face now? If this continues, he will be eaten alive by Yang Feng.

Yang Zhao and other elders looked at each other, and they made a decision in the blink of an eye. They flashed towards Yang Feng and killed them. At that moment, they were shaken, and they all had the same idea in their hearts.

"Maybe we should change sides."

But the idea was abandoned the next moment. According to the current trend, if Yang Ao gains power, Yang Feng will definitely become the head of the family in the future. Will they still have good fruits to enjoy?

Thinking of Yang Feng's thunderous methods, they felt terrified in their hearts. Since they had been offended to death, they could only choose one way to go to the dark side and fully support Yang Xiao.

When Yang Feng saw Yang Zhao ducking in front of him, a disdainful smile appeared on his face: "It seems that just breaking your arm doesn't make you remember it!"

Yang Zhao looked ferocious and snorted: "You will die today!"

With two transformation thresholds, Yang Feng had no way to survive. Even though he had many Yuan arts at his disposal, as well as middle-grade or even high-grade Huang-level magic weapons, his weak cultivation was his biggest weakness.

"Do you think I'm dead?"

Yang Ao's face darkened and he roared. He saw Yang Feng's figure rushing into the middle of the battlefield like lightning. He thrust his sword into the ground. In an instant, the ground collapsed, and pillars of fire erupted from the ground. The two elders who were close to Yang Feng were instantly forced

retreat.

"Feng'er, step back and watch me next!"

Yang Ao stood in front of Yang Feng, his domineering display unmistakable, and the vast vitality in his body collided with each other, making a dull sound of beating drums.

"Leave Yang Xiao to daddy, the other brats can handle it!"

Yang Feng turned his back to Yang Ao and said loudly.

Yang Ao laughed loudly: "What a good boy, you have the same demeanor as I did back then. In that case, let's see who is stronger, father and son!"

After speaking, the vitality exploded, the prototype of the domain opened up, the temperature of the air rose sharply, and the air everywhere you looked was distorted due to the scorching heat.

The prototype of Yang Ao's domain - Lieyan.

Seeing that both sides were about to take action, suddenly the entire Qingtie Mansion shook. Birds and beasts were disturbed in the distant mountains and forests, densely packed birds and beasts flew past in the sky, and a pillar of fire burst out from Caiyun Mountain into the sky.

"Roar!"

The low and hoarse roar of the beast echoed under the sky, and everyone in the Qingtie Mansion looked horrified. People from the three major families and the City Lord's Mansion ran out of the house, staring straight at the pillar of fire bursting out of Caiyun Mountain.

Yang Feng's face darkened, and his fighting spirit disappeared instantly.

Compared with the beast tide, Yang Xiao is just a troublemaker. He is sure to kill Yang Xiao, but he is not sure to save his parents in the beast tide.

"What's happening here?"

"What a terrifying pressure!"

The deacons' faces turned pale and their bodies couldn't help but tremble. This fierce force left an indelible fear deep in their souls. Their body's instinct told them to run away as quickly as possible, as far away as possible.

When Yang Ao saw the fire pillar, he looked at Yang Xiao with piercing eyes and said solemnly: "We will discuss the battle between you and me later. The beast tide is coming. If we are not united, the Yang family will definitely become a thing of the past, and the entire Qingtie Mansion will be destroyed."

Turned into scorched earth.”

"Tide of Beasts!"

Yang Xiao's pupils shrank. How could they not have heard of the beast tide? Even several other elders trembled. The beast tide that existed in the records actually appeared?

"There is only Caiyun Mountain around Qingtie Mansion. There are no powerful ferocious beasts there. How could there be a beast tide? Yang Ao, don't bother to cholera people's hearts here!"

Yang Xiao took a deep breath and pointed at Yang Ao and scolded him. Compared with the beast tide, he was more willing to believe that the so-called beast tide was just an excuse for Yang Ao to disturb people's hearts.

Yang Ao laughed, and suddenly a deafening bell rang, nine times in a row, and the expressions of Yang Xiao and others changed completely.

In the Daxu Dynasty, every place had its own guard bell. One bell ringing meant the arrival of dignitaries, two ringings meant the arrival of royal family members, three ringings meant disaster, four ringings meant war was approaching, and five ringings meant death.

Disaster is coming, and this time there are nine sounds in a row. The beast tide is probably not an illusion.

"Why is there a beast tide? How could there be a beast tide in Caiyun Mountain?"

Yang Zhao still looked in disbelief. There have been very few ferocious beasts in Caiyun Mountain for so many years. How could he accept the sudden news that there was a beast tide in Caiyun Mountain?

"Dad, I'm going to the Jubaofang. I'd like to ask you to watch over me."

The beast tide is coming. Even if Yang Xiao is calm, he has lost his sense of control. He will definitely not be able to fight. He might as well make preparations before the beast tide comes.

According to my own memory, this time there will be ten forest-level beasts, three water-level beasts, and countless mountain-level beasts. Killing one forest-level beast by yourself is only a drop in the bucket, leaving only a drop in the bucket.

These ferocious beasts are enough to flatten Qingtie Mansion.

Although they had their own early warning this time, and both the City Lord's Mansion and Treasure Judgment Hall had made preparations, the beast tide was also ahead of schedule. Whether the beast tide could be stopped when it hit was still a matter of debate. If you want to protect your parents and Yang Yuling, some things must be done.

Indispensable.

In the Jubaofang, when he saw Yang Feng coming, Murong Fu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Prince Yang Feng, we haven't prepared what you want yet. If you come here just for the materials, I'm afraid you will leave empty-handed."

Although Jubaofang has great wealth and power, it is impossible to conjure things out of thin air. Although Murong Fu has expedited the things Yang Feng wants, it will still take two days to deliver them.

"I'm here to trouble the big shopkeeper to help me collect these things. The sooner the better!"

After saying that, Yang Feng handed a piece of paper to Murong Fu.

Looking at the materials recorded on the paper, Murong Fu showed a puzzled look. There were many things here that were quite precious and could not be afforded by a family from a remote country like Qingtie Mansion.

"Prince Yang Feng, since you want to buy these things, you naturally know the value of these things. I wonder what the prince is willing to exchange for them? In my opinion, the entire Qingtie Mansion is not as valuable as these things."

Murong Fu looked at Yang Feng with bright eyes and asked.

"I know a secret about the royal family, which also involves your treasure gathering place. Do you want to exchange it?"

Murong Fu was shaken and looked at Yang Feng with a complicated expression, and for a moment he even revealed his strong murderous intent.

"We can talk."