Shocking King-level Duel

  The terror of the king level was indeed beyond what Yifeng could imagine. Although Zhao Lao and Jinteng's collision was just a probing one, the concentrated terrifying aura made Yifeng's heart tremble, wildly sweeping the empty sky, striking wave after wave of air.

  "Little guy, will you dare to be so arrogant in the future? Now do you know how big this world is?" Yurong smiled and used a scented paper towel to wipe away the fresh blood from Rufeng's mouth.

  Yi Feng smiled slightly. As a top-tier warrior, he had witnessed many intense battles before. Although this was somewhat shocking, it wouldn't stir up too much turmoil in his heart.

  "Maybe."

  The soft tone made Butterfly's expression slightly stunned: This little guy seems to be steadily terrifying. However, he can escape with his life from the king-level hand. That's enough to be proud of.

  In the distance, Zhao's frail body seemed to possess infinite power, with the green mang jumping and flickering on him, and the vast momentum suppressing the entire void into an extreme silence.

  "How is that? Are you going to give up?" Zhao Lao said calmly, his terrifying aura pressing down on Jin Ying.

  Jin Ying's face changed from red to white and then to green in an instant, this extremely powerful aura also made him see the gap between himself and his opponent. However, looking at his disciple lying on the ground like a dead dog, he was not willing to give up yet.

  "Hmm!"

  A golden eagle let out a loud cry, and a surge of energy that was not much inferior to Zhao Lao's burst forth. Two streams of energy, one blue and one yellow, collided in mid-air, producing a series of thunderous booms. The void itself began to condense under the pressure of these two powerful energies.

  Jin Ying Lie was almost beside himself, his anger rising uncontrollably. He had come here with a mission, but the ridiculous thing was that he had been deceived. And to make matters worse, his most beloved disciple was on the brink of death, which made him even more furious.

  "I also want to see the imperial family of the Azure Empire. Just how powerful are they?" Although Jin Ying's heart was wary of Zhao Lao's strength, any strong warrior who could grow to the king-level would not be one to back down easily. They wouldn't retreat just because their opponent had a stronger aura than themselves.

  "Sister! Is Zhao Lao a member of the royal family? Then tonight..."

  Yi Feng's words didn't leave his mouth, but Die Yun understood the meaning behind them. Thinking of the two people's relationship, her face slightly flushed, then she glanced at Yi Feng and said, "Don't worry! The old man from the Empire won't know about it. Although Zhao Lao claims to be a member of the royal family, he addresses me as 'Miss'."

  Yi Feng finally let out a sigh of relief, thinking that Old Zhao was actually a trusted aide on Butterfly's side and not under the orders of the Imperial Emperor. No wonder Butterfly dared to sleep with him in the presence of such a master, after all, this kind of thing would be an absolute shame for the Imperial Emperor.

  "Scared?" Yurong's gaze was strange as she smiled at Yu Feng.

  "Haha!" Yī Fēng chuckled, previously unaware, but now suddenly remembering the serious issue with the imperial family, and to be honest, he was a bit frightened at heart.

  "Haha! I didn't think you'd be afraid of something? I thought you were fearless. " Yurin's smile was very cheerful, although her absolutely beautiful face was covered by a veil, but that enchanting and fiery figure still made Rufeng's mouth dry."

  Yi Feng cleverly turned his head to think of the two kings in the midst of the battle.

  In the void, two king-level masters faced off against each other, their surging auras showing no signs of slowing down. The fighting spirit on both of their bodies continued to rise. Dazzling light radiated from their bodies, illuminating the entire ground with a mixture of blue and yellow hues.

  "Bang..."

  Once again, the two auras clashed, and the vast emptiness was actually slightly distorted under their auras. However, the entire void was extremely quiet, without even a hint of turbulence. Yu Feng couldn't help but feel admiration. Although he had witnessed battles between top-level cultivators before, at that time he was extremely far away and didn't have this kind of immersive experience.

  Jin Ying's face suddenly turned pale in this confrontation. Obviously, he was at a disadvantage in this test of momentum.

  "Are you going to use it?" Zhao Lao wasn't the kind of person who liked to resort to violence, seeing that his own aura had slightly suppressed Jīn Yīng Liè's. He also asked aloud.

  "Hmph, you only managed to gain the upper hand in terms of momentum? So what? Let's see your true skills." Jin Ying let out a cold laugh, but he also understood that since his opponent was able to surpass him in momentum, it meant that their level was definitely higher than his.

  Zhao Lao saw that he didn't have the slightest intention of giving up, and let out a faint sigh. His eyes also became serious. Although his own level was higher, but as a fellow Martial King, wanting to defeat him wouldn't be an easy task.

  "Go die..."

  Fierce and furious, Jin Eagle's right fist shot out, golden aura rapidly surging up to his fist, momentarily condensing into a gigantic lion head. The lion head, entirely composed of aura, seemed to have life, its sharp teeth imbuing it with countless fierce and intimidating auras.

  Zhao Lao saw the situation, and the Dou Qi on his body suddenly condensed, a suit of cyan armor formed on him, with ancient characters seemingly carved on it, mysterious and eerie.

  Yi Feng knew what this was, it was Dou Qi armor. Only when one's strength reached the General level could skills appear, and with Dou Qi armor, defense increased qualitatively. Of course, a King-level Dou Qi armor couldn't be compared to a General-level one. Just looking at Zhao Lao's ancient and mysterious Dou Qi armor made one understand its power.

  A fierce oppressive sound, a green and yellow energy colliding together. Even the faint sound of a lion's roar can be heard. A powerful aura, as if bursting out in the collision, suddenly erupts. Countless auras are like sharp swords, wreaking havoc across the entire sky, with rolling, uncontrollable storms sweeping out.

  The void at the center of the collision even showed cracks, as if it was about to collapse.

  In a swirling vortex of energy, the two touched and parted. The surging aura was blocked outside their bodies. The howling gusts that reached their sides also calmed down, disappearing without a trace.

  Butterfly Rhythm gazed at Zhao Lao's aged face, which already had a steady expression. She muttered: "I didn't expect Zhao Lao's strength to increase again."

  "Hmm!"

  Jin Ying let out a cold hum, his hands moving swiftly and mercilessly. His right hand shot out again, brewing an even more terrifying aura than before, and fiercely smashed towards Zhao Lao's chest.

  Look at that oppressive, constantly twisting void, Yi Feng didn't doubt in the slightest that if this punch were to land on Zhao Lao's body, even with his Dou Qi armor, he would definitely suffer severe injuries.

  "Haha, unexpectedly at this age. Still have to use hands and feet." Old Zhao smiled, seemingly not liking the fight.

  However, his figure was far from satisfied. In an instant, he flashed to one side, and the cyan aura condensed in his body gathered on his palm, its power not weaker than Jin Yinglie's at all.