Li Qinghou grew even angrier upon hearing this.
What was going on today? How could any stray cat or dog dare to look down on him?
He was, after all, a Xuan Tian Holy Son!
When had he ever suffered such humiliation!
"And who are you!"
"I, Li Qinghou, do not kill the unknown!"
Suppressing his anger, Li Qinghou drew his sword and asked Feng Qingyang.
In truth, he was somewhat surprised that his previous sword strike had been so easily neutralized by Feng Qingyang.
It was beyond his expectations!
"Hmph!"
"I am a follower under the young master, Feng Qingyang!"
"If you wish to challenge the young master, you must first get past me!"
Feng Qingyang's blazing eyes fixed on Li Qinghou, the Solar True Fire swirling within them.
He showed no fear of Li Qinghou, who possessed the cultivation of a Heavenly King Realm fifth level.
"Make your move!"
"Allow me to see your true capabilities on behalf of the young master!"
Feng Qingyang let out a cold snort and raised his great hammer.
Immediately, the Solar True Fire enveloped his entire body, and a terrifying aura erupted, directed straight at Li Qinghou.
Li Qinghou, upon hearing Feng Qingyang's self-introduction, was stunned.
He then reacted, becoming even more enraged.
His primary objective for this expedition was to behead Xu Chuan.
Yet, he hadn't even touched a single hair on Xu Chuan's head.
Xu Chuan himself disdained to fight him, sending only his follower to face him instead.
This was utter humiliation!
An unprecedented shame!
"Very good, very good!"
"Since you insist on seeking death, do not blame me!"
"After I kill you, I will kill Xu Chuan!"
"Let everyone know that I, Li Qinghou, am not someone any random person can provoke!"
Li Qinghou forcefully suppressed his rage and spoke with killing intent.
"Words are useless, fight!"
With that, Feng Qingyang spoke no further.
He transformed into a small giant, wielding his great hammer, and flashed towards Li Qinghou.
A powerful aura erupted, and a terrifying phantom of a phoenix appeared behind him.
Coupled with the Solar True Fire, it further elevated Feng Qingyang's aura.
Sensing this aura, the surrounding cultivators were taken aback.
Li Qinghou, facing Feng Qingyang, also narrowed his eyes.
Feng Qingyang was more powerful than he had imagined!
At this moment, someone finally recalled Feng Qingyang's name.
"Phoenix phantom, Feng Qingyang... Could he be Feng Qingyang, the young master of the Undying Volcano, one of the Four Top Powers of the Southern Domain?!"
"What? He's that Feng Qingyang?"
"How is that possible? For the young master of the Undying Volcano to be someone's follower?"
"It's him! I was fortunate enough to see him once in the Southern Domain!"
"I knew he looked familiar. Now that you mention it, I remember clearly!"
This news caused a huge uproar.
The young master of a top power being a follower of Xu Chuan was an unprecedented event!
How great was Xu Chuan's charisma to make a young master from a top power willingly become his follower?
Feng Qingyang and Li Qinghou, caught in the battle, were unaware of the commotion erupting around them.
Facing Feng Qingyang's fierce assault, Li Qinghou did not dare to be careless and drew his sword to block.
Rumble!
The battle between these two Heavenly King realm powerhouses unleashed a terrifying storm of energy.
The onlookers retreated frantically, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
Feng Qingyang's attacks were exceptionally fierce, his great hammer swinging with great force.
Facing such an onslaught, Li Qinghou temporarily found himself unable to find a good countermeasure, retreating with a stumble. His Emperor weapon longsword could not perform at its full potential.
"Is this it?"
"With this, you still want to challenge my young master? You're being rather naive!"
"Are you even capable?"
"If not, then kowtow and apologize, and I might spare your life!"
Feng Qingyang attacked while simultaneously engaging in verbal sparring.
His taunts turned Li Qinghou's face red, yet he could find no words to retort.
"How is this possible? He's merely a follower, how can he possess such strength?"
Li Qinghou secretly questioned himself, finding it unbelievable.
Why, why was even a follower so powerful?
Boom!
However, Feng Qingyang gave him no time to ponder.
He knew the principle of striking while the enemy is down.
His great hammer turned into a black stream of light, instantly appearing before Li Qinghou and aiming for his head.
It was imposing and filled with killing intent.
Li Qinghou felt a sense of dread.
If this hammer strike landed, wouldn't he become a groundhog?
This filled him with shock and anger.
"You are courting death!"
He roared and swung his Emperor weapon to block Feng Qingyang's hammer strike.
Dong!
A dull sound echoed throughout the desolate land.
Everyone present covered their ears and closed their eyes, shielding themselves from the sonic assault.
When they opened their eyes again, they witnessed a shocking scene.
Li Qinghou's Emperor weapon longsword had flown out of his hand.
Feng Qingyang's great hammer, although of high grade, was ultimately not an Emperor weapon.
To clash head-on with an Emperor weapon like this, it could not withstand it.
The great hammer shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Li Qinghou rejoiced, "Excellent, without your weapon, how do you intend to fight me!"
He then recalled his longsword.
With a swing, fierce sword energy erupted, and countless terrifying sword lights, like a raging storm, surged towards Feng Qingyang.
"Without a weapon, I can still kill you!"
Feng Qingyang roared, and he too was truly enraged.
He directly discarded the hammer handle and clenched his fists.
Punching out, he engaged Li Qinghou in a fierce close-quarters battle.
"Pfft!"
Flesh could not contend with weapons, and coupled with Li Qinghou's higher cultivation, Feng Qingyang, in a moment of carelessness, was struck in the chest by a sword, sent flying back, and spat blood.
"Hahaha, Xu Chuan, did you see? Your follower is about to die, are you not going to act!?"
Li Qinghou, holding his longsword, laughed maniacally.
He had finally regained some semblance of dignity.
Xu Chuan watched the scene calmly.
He was already satisfied with Feng Qingyang's performance.
To achieve such significant improvement in such a short time was a testament to Feng Qingyang's hard work.
This meaningless farce should now come to an end!
"Qingyang, come back!"
Xu Chuan called out softly, and Feng Qingyang returned to his side.
"Young master, I'm sorry..."
Feng Qingyang felt a pang of shame. He had boasted, yet he had failed to kill Li Qinghou.
"It's fine. He has an Emperor weapon in his hand, so it's normal that you are not his match."
"Take this demonic blade and go, kill him!"
Xu Chuan handed the Zhen Yu Demonic Blade to Feng Qingyang, letting him personally end this battle.
"Yes, young master!"
Wielding the Zhen Mo Demonic Blade, Feng Qingyang regained his confidence.
As Xu Chuan's words fell, silence descended upon the entire arena once more.
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
What had they heard?
Xu Chuan was telling Feng Qingyang to take his blade and kill Li Qinghou?
But Feng Qingyang had already been defeated, he was no match for Li Qinghou!