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    “Boom!”

    After Murong Feihong roared, all the clothes on his body tore apart, and a layer of golden light erupted from his entire body.

    The golden light spread quickly, like a layer of liquid, covering Murong Feihong, turning him into a bronze man.

    The golden light is not only dazzling, but also gives people a sense of solidity.

    Ye Fan focused his gaze slightly: “Eighteen Bronze Men with the body of King Kong?”

    He saw Murong Feihong’s weirdness and his extraordinary strength, but there were not many emotional fluctuations on his face. He knew the weaknesses of the Vajra body.

    But compared to Ye Fan’s calmness, Jiang Jinyu and others couldn’t help but exclaimed. It seemed that they felt a pressure when they saw this situation for the first time.

    Song Shiyan and Jiang Mengli also widened their eyes.

    “Ding ding ding…”

    Jiang Qilang’s eyes were slightly cold, but he did not stop moving. His clothes and sleeves were flying, and the guqin in his hand was like a stream of light, bursting out with great power.

    The edge of the guqin glowed with a cold light, like a peerless sword unsheathed.

    He shouted loudly, the strings trembled,

    An invisible sound wave rushed towards Murong Feihong like an angry dragon.

    Wherever the sound waves passed, cold wind howled, the air was distorted, and the tabletop not far away was shaking.

    Jiang Zhiyi’s eyes widened, showing a hint of appreciation. She didn’t expect Jiang Qilang to break through to this extent.

    It seems that the accommodation and resource tilt over the years can be returned tenfold and a hundredfold today.

    Jiang Jinyu and Jiang Mantang also expressed hope and felt that Jiang Qilang had a great chance of winning.

    The Murong warriors were also stunned, with their mouths wide open and their eyes full of shock. They were surprised that this soft persimmon from Jiang’s martial arts school had such a genius.

    Ye Fan was surprised and had a hint of doubt. There was gentleness in Jiang Qilang’s domineering style, and he had the undefeated style of the East.

    “Break it for me!”

    Compared to everyone’s shock, Murong Feihong was crazy, and the golden light around him surged, like a golden god of war.

    He roared and punched.

    The fist wind collides with the sound wave!

    In an instant, the void seemed to be torn apart, making a harsh roar.

    The impact of sound waves and fist wind formed a powerful air wave, which lifted the body of Murong warrior on the ring to the ground.

    The tables and chairs not far away were also shaken.

    Jiang Jinyu sighed with emotion: “We underestimated Murong Feihong, we underestimated him.”

    Jiang Mantang also nodded: “Yes, we always thought he was resting on his laurels, but we didn’t expect him to be so fierce. Without Qilang, he can beat us all by himself.”

    Jiang Zhiyi’s brows furrowed tightly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and there was nervousness in his eyes.

    She knew that today’s duel was beyond her knowledge, and it was more about the life and death of Jiang’s martial arts school.

    “Fight!”

    After the blow failed to work, Jiang Qilang had a hint of surprise on his face, but he quickly regained his composure and started playing the guqin quickly with his hands again.

    The strings danced like snakes, and countless steel wires shot out from the strings, flying toward Murong Feihong’s vital parts with a harsh sound.

    Fast and urgent!

    Murong Feihong was not afraid at all and shouted: “Vajra Body Protector!”

    The golden light condensed into a layer of solid armor, covering his whole body.

    When the steel wire hit the golden armor, it not only failed to damage it at all, but also broke like it was burned.

    Seeing this scene, everyone in the Jiang Family Martial Arts Hall felt their hearts become cold.”Is this indestructible body really invulnerable?”

    “You’ve finished your performance, it’s my turn!”

    When Jiang Qilang’s expression changed slightly and he retracted half of the steel wire, Murong Feihong laughed wildly, took the opportunity to bully him, and hit Jiang Qilang with his fist like a meteor.

    Jiang Qilang dodged and skillfully avoided the attack while Guqin swept across.

    The body of the piano contains powerful power, bringing up a hurricane.

    Murong Feihong dodged sideways and struck out with a backhand palm. The golden light in his palm flashed and the power was astonishing.

    Jiang Zhiyi’s heart was in his throat, and he subconsciously took a step forward, but stopped dead in his tracks.

    She understood that with her own strength, she was no match for Murong Feihong at her peak. Now that she was injured and rushed forward, her death would be in vain.

    “Whoosh whoosh!”

    Jiang Qilang’s guqin turned over, its strings stretched as straight as a knife, facing Murong Feihong’s palm.

    With a loud “Zheng” sound, the strings of the piano collided with the palm, bursting out with dazzling light.

    Jiang Qilang was shaken by the powerful force and took several steps back. His mouth was numb and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

    But he didn’t flinch, his eyes became more fierce with fighting intent, and his hands frantically played on the guqin.

    The sound of the piano becomes passionate and surging, like thousands of horses galloping, like thunder.

    Dozens of steel wires formed a storm around Jiang Qilang and swept towards Murong Feihong.

    “The monument-breaker!”

    Murong Feihong roared angrily, grabbing out with both hands, and the golden fist shadow hit the sound wave storm like raindrops.

    The steel wire collided with the fingers, making a clanging sound.

    Jiang Qilang suddenly jumped up and raised the guqin high above his head. All the strings were stretched straight, making a sharp buzzing sound.

    He shouted: “Wansi returns to the clan!”

    All the steel wires on the guqin gathered together and turned into a spear, hitting Murong Feihong hard.

    Murong Feihong laughed wildly and pushed out with both palms: “Bite!”

    The golden light condensed into a huge light hole, blocking it in front of him.

    The spear collided with the light hole, bursting out with a strong light that pierced everyone’s eyes.

    The huge impact caused cracks to appear on the ground, spreading in all directions.

    Murong Feihong’s light hole began to crack under the impact of the spear.

    A glimmer of hope flashed in the eyes of Jiang Zhiyi and the others: “Qilang, come on!”

    The Jiang clan warriors also stared closely at the battlefield, silently praying in their hearts that Jiang Qilang could turn the tide.

    However, at this moment, Murong Feihong suddenly opened his mouth and roared like a lion: “Cha!”

    The sound was huge, sweeping across the arena,

    Jiang Jinyu and Jiang Mantang’s heads were blank, their ears hurt, and they couldn’t help but take a step back.

    Jiang Mengli even covered her ears with a painful expression.

    Jiang Qilang’s pupils also shrank, but he still withstood the impact and pressed his hands to block the rebound force of the light hole.

    “Ah!”

    At this moment, Song Shiyan suddenly slapped Jiang Mengli on the back without any warning.

    Jiang Mengli screamed and fell to the foot of the ring, a mouthful of blood spurting out from her mouth.

    Jiang Zhiyi subconsciously shouted: “Mengli!”

    She wanted to save Jiang Mengli, but the pain made her take two steps forward and kneel down.

    Jiang Mengli’s miserable appearance fell right into Jiang Qilang’s field of vision.

    Jiang Qilang’s heart trembled, his energy was instantly dispersed, and his strength was also weakened.

    At this point in the gap, Murong Feihong’s light hole suddenly erupted. Not only did the light surge, it also shattered the spear where the steel wires were gathered.

    “Ah!”

    Jiang Qilang also groaned, and was thrown backward by the powerful counter-shock force. He fell heavily to the ground and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

    The guqin in her hand also had several cracks.

    Hope burst like a bubble in an instant. Jiang Jinyu and Jiang Mantang felt their eyes go dark and almost fainted.

    Jiang’s warriors exclaimed, their faces full of despair and helplessness: “It’s over. Everything is over.”

    Song Shiyan, Murong Zhanye and other Murong warriors cheered loudly: “We win, we win, we win!”

    Murong Feihong laughed wildly and strode towards Jiang Qilang, the golden light on his body became more and more dazzling:

    “Jiang Qilang, you lost, you should die!”

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