Yiran's right hand still points to the sky with the sword, while his left hand is raised high to draw a circle around the sky.
The sixteen peach blossom swords that formed the sword array began to rotate with Yiran as the center.
"Those who are about to fight are all in front, scold!"
Yiran roared again.
The sword formation that had previously looked like a crumbling hut in a heavy rain suddenly turned into a spinning umbrella.
When the word "chi" was uttered, the umbrella instantly turned into a long sword pointing straight into the sky.
Yiran suddenly stepped on the ground and leaped into the air.
While shooting down the eight people who were acting as human shields, he jumped into the fire cloud.
The long sword stirred up the sea of clouds, and the sky seemed to be torn apart.
The fire cloud, which almost had the power of destroying the world, gradually fell apart under the agitation of the long sword.
Everyone looked at this scene with strange eyes, unable to say anything for a while.
Even the wily uncle Huang Fang, who seemed to have a winning chance, finally lost his mind at this moment.
Who would have thought that the most inconspicuous of the five Huang Huangs, who only used formations to trap enemies, would dare to challenge the magic of the spirit master.
The five talented women in Donghuang City all have a tit-for-tat and sincere character.
At this moment, they all looked at the remaining three geniuses in Donghuang City with sympathetic eyes.
Liu Yun, Bai He, and Zhan Huang looked helplessly at the sea of flaming clouds stirred by the sword, and their hearts were full of indescribable bitterness.
Before the competition, they all thought that this battle was their confrontation with Huang Huang, a battle to rectify the reputation of Donghuang City's genius.
But it wasn't until this moment that they discovered that the protagonists of the competition were those who had taken shortcuts but whose cultivation was far beyond theirs.
And these are not the most extreme.
What was most difficult for them to accept was that thirteen people besieged the third line, but they were trapped by the most inconspicuous guy.
And this dilemma is from the beginning of the competition to the end of the competition. The power of one person makes these talented people worthless in this competition.
However, this is not the most excessive and frustrating thing for them.
What made them feel the most outrageous was that there was a spiritual person hidden in the first lineage team, a spiritual person who was only thirty-five years old!
And among the third lineage they were targeting, the young man who set up a formation to trap them actually had the combat power of a spirit shaker!
It's just that this young man seemed to them to be too ungrateful, and even if he did such excessive things as pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he actually used them to block the knife.
The proud genius not only did not become a help, but instead became a drag.
Being used as a shield by your opponent to resist your own attacks, this situation can be described as more than aggrieved!
However, compared to other pseudo-geniuses, the performance of the three of them is already countless times stronger.
From his composure when he was first trapped in the formation, to when he was used as a human shield, he withstood the falling rain of fire at the minimum cost.
Even though the three of them have the lowest cultivation level among all eight people, their injuries are the least severe.
As the sword formation turned into a long sword and stabbed Huo Yun, eight people were shaken away by this move at the same time.
Four of them instantly lost their ability to fight and passed out. Liu Yun, Bai He, Zhan Huang and the survivors of the First Line rolled to the ground at the same time.
The powerful force caused them to be thrown far away on the broken ground. As their robes were cut by the gravel, the four of them looked as embarrassed as they could.
However, the injuries of the four people who looked embarrassed were actually not serious.
The only problem is that their inner magic power is not as good as others, which leads to excessive consumption.
After the four of them stood firm, they looked at the sky at the same time, trying to see whether the sword could really
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)
Destroy the magic cast by a spirit.
The moment they raised their heads, something unexpected happened again.
Huang Huang, Cai Tiehan, and Tang Fengyin quietly came behind them and launched an attack in the blink of an eye before they had time to react.
Cai Tiehan came directly behind Zhan Huang, and struck Zhan Huang's vest with his long-awaited iron fist.
Tang Fengyin's magic also hit Bai He at the same time. Under Tang Fengyin's control, the sixth-level magic wind tornado lost its previous huge body, but its speed became faster and its power did not weaken at all.
Huang Huang dominated the two opponents by himself, and the fire spirit shadow that suddenly appeared struck out with both fists at the same time, blasting towards Liu Yun and the person in the first line.
A sneak attack may not be glorious, but when everyone's efforts are only for the final victory, it can't be described as glorious or disgraceful.
If the other party loses because of this, it can only be blamed on lack of caution, not on their lack of integrity.
If we really want to be fair and aboveboard, if four meridians target one, then thirteen people attacking one person would be fair and aboveboard?
Therefore, Huang Huang, Cai Tiehan, and Tang Fengyin did not hesitate at all as soon as they took action, and they were bound to completely lose their opponent's ability to fight in one blow.
But things always go against your wishes.
Cai Tiehan's punch hit Zhan Huang's vest, but when Cai Tiehan struck, Zhan Huang was also aware of Cai Tiehan's attack.
Zhan Huang, who never lacked for fighting, fell forward in response to Cai Tiehan's fist, letting nearly half of the force in his fist hit the remaining space.
Zhan Huang also rolled forward and distanced himself from Cai Tiehan.
Bai He discovered Tang Fengyin's offensive earlier than Zhan Huang.
As a genius-level magician, it is the most basic consciousness to use mental power to explore the surrounding situation.
Even though he turned his attention to the confrontation in the air, it did not affect his vigilance towards those around him at all.
Tang Fengyin's magical attack speed is indeed much faster than that of ordinary wind magicians, but Bai He, who only pursues defense, does not need to surpass Tang Fengyin's speed at this moment.
Because he just needs to protect himself.
A water shield appeared in front of Bai He. The water shield took on the shape of a spear, and the spearhead was pointed directly at the wind dragon.
The wind dragon directly hit the spearhead made of the water shield without stopping, bending and swallowing the spearhead little by little.
There is no mutual restraint in the wrestling between wind and water, so the key to who wins and who loses is just who is strong and who is weak.
Ripples gradually rose on the water shield, and the sound of the collision between the wind dragon and the water shield was like the roar of the wind dragon.
"Bang!"
The little ripples eventually turned into rolling waves, and the water shield finally exploded under the brutal attack of the wind dragon. The remnant power of the explosion directly knocked Bai He out of the sky for more than ten feet.
The two of them had the same cultivation level, and their status was not much different. Not to mention who was stronger and who was weaker, at least at this moment Tang Fengyin had the upper hand.
There were countless small wounds on Bai He's body after being blasted out, and blood flowed from the wounds, soaking the entire robe.
But even so, Bai He did not give up. He stared at Tang Fengyin closely, forced himself to prop up his trembling body, and stood up straight bit by bit.
The battle on Huang Huang's side didn't have much suspense.
The martial artist in the first line was punched out by Huang Huang before he had time to react.
After rolling dozens of feet, he lay motionless on the ground and passed out.
Although Liu Yun noticed Huang Huang's attack, the gap in strength between the two was there.
Huang Huang struck first, and Liu Yun could only choose to be forced to defend.
But under the huge strength gap, defense becomes meaningless.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)
In an instant, Liu Yun built three wind barriers in front of him.
But in an instant, the three wind barriers were all shattered by Huo Ling's punch.
It wasn't that Liu Yun didn't have enough combat experience, or that Liu Yun wasn't strong enough, but Huang Huang's combat power did exceed him by a lot.
After being hit by Huoling's punch, Liu Yun's body was also blasted dozens of feet away.
Liu Yun was not unconscious, and he could even feel the severe pain after his body was burned by the flames.
The pain gradually became numb, but Liu Yun could not muster any strength. All he could do was lean on the gravel to support his heavy body.
Liu Yun no longer pays attention to the battles in Zhanhuang and Baihe. Although they are both talented people in Donghuang City, they don't have a deep friendship.
If it weren't for this competition, it might be difficult for them to have the opportunity to sit and drink together.
Now that his battle has come to an end, he no longer cares about who will win or lose.
Liu Yun cast his gaze to the sky, looking at the young man stirring up the fire clouds with his small body.
The next generation should be feared.
The battle there was what he longed for.
That is the style he will have in the near future.
After Huang Huang defeated the two men, he stopped taking action. He didn't even look at Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin anymore. Instead, he looked up at the sky like Liu Yun.
The outcome of this battle will ultimately fall on that thin figure.
Not long after, Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin also came to Huang Huang's side.
Without saying too many words or asserting his identity, Cai Tiehan found a piece of gravel and lay down, looking up at the broken fire clouds in the sky.
Tang Fengyin sat swaying on the gravel and hummed softly, just like the breeze blowing all things.
They are all talented people, and they all have the courage to fight to the death, but they will also get tired, and there will be times when their inner strength and magic power are exhausted.
Now they just need to wait for the final result.
If Yi Ran wins, they can still consider how to plunder the refined iron resource after recovering for a while.
If Yiran loses, then they, who have recovered a little, can try their best to see if they can hold Zhang Tian until the end of the competition.
It's just that the last half hour seems to be particularly long and difficult.
"Feng Yin, stop shaking. I'm a little worried that you will step on the gravel and hit Tie Han!"
Song Yulong dragged heavy steps in the distance, staggering towards the three of them step by step.
Endless fatigue was etched on his face, but he still smiled and spoke to several people.
When Tang Fengyin heard Song Yulong's voice, he immediately jumped down from the gravel and trotted towards the latter.
He didn't care at all that the gravel made a hole in the already torn robe.
He didn't even care that the piece of gravel torn off the robe actually hit Cai Tiehan's head.
"Brother, are you okay?" Tang Fengyin, who was slightly bloated, was not slow at all. He carried Song Yulong back to the rubble in a few breaths.
Cai Tiehan touched his head and looked at Song Yulong with a silly smile.
Huang Huang also looked at the latter with concern.
"The opponent is very strong, and I was eliminated." Song Yulong smiled and said these words that should be extremely sad, and then continued:
"It's time to watch Yiran save the world again. This time, we shouldn't be disappointed either!"
Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin smiled and nodded, then looked up at the sky.
Huang Huang smiled knowingly, and then looked at the sky like the three of them: "Yiran, let me witness the miracle you created with my own eyes!"
(End of chapter)
7017k
