"You're so brave, boy!"
"I'm just giving you a step to get off, but you really dare to climb up the pole!"
"Take action against this king?"
"It's really ridiculous!"
Seeing Yiran rushing in front of him, Song Kui raised his spear in a hurry, as if his strong inner energy was hovering at the tip of the spear.
The spear was stabbed down suddenly, and the internal energy that was originally flowing like a gurgling stream instantly turned into a ferocious tsunami.
Upon closer inspection, the inner energy stirring in circles is a vortex that swallows everything.
The tip of the spear is the unknown end of the whirlpool.
"Breaking waves!"
Song Kui shouted low, and the spear in his hand came first and collided with the sword in Yi Ran's hand.
The gun gang is like a whirlpool stirring the sea, with a majestic and powerful momentum.
And Yiran's Jian Gang was like a surging tide, growing in power as it continued to gain vitality.
The gun gangs and sword gangs intertwined together, and brilliant brilliance exploded in places, like fireworks that bloomed in a hurry.
Charming but short-lived.
Not long after, the cyan sword gang fell behind, and the speed of destruction was far faster than the rotating gun gang.
Seeing this scene, all the elders sighed with almost the same words:
"Using the spiritual level to fight against the king-level enemy, even if you have heaven-level martial arts, is still too reluctant!"
"If you want to make up for the gap in cultivation with martial arts, you will still be a little behind after all."
"But even if Yiran is weak and may be defeated, from this point of view, his life will definitely not be in danger."
"In other words, Yiran won the bet just now!"
The elders standing on Yiran's side stroked their beards and smiled. They were far from disappointed with the result, and were even very satisfied.
It is a matter of course that the spirit cannot defeat the king.
Being able to protect oneself from the king's offensive is already an extremely difficult thing, so how can one expect more.
Everyone thought that the battle had come to an end at this moment, and there was no need to continue.
But has Yiran ever been a person who gives up easily?
Just when Qiangang suppressed Jiangang until he was defeated and almost shattered.
The green grass that has just sprouted all over the land is emitting a green light.
The vitality nurtured by the natural sword intention began to feed back the sword intention at this moment.
The green grass is like a small sword.
The tip of the sword was pointing towards Song Kui not far away.
No one thought that Yiran would have a backup plan at this juncture.
What made them sigh even more was the mystery of heaven-level martial arts.
At this moment, Qiang Gang and Jian Gang were once again evenly matched.
Song Kui looked at Yi Ran who was like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, with a ferocious expression on his face.
He ripped his throat and shouted in an extremely sharp voice:
"Your life is really tough!"
As he spoke, Song Kui directly picked up his left palm and slapped Yiran on the head.
It was said that one move would determine the outcome, but Song Kui directly used the second move.
"Shameless!"
"How shameless!"
"It's just a shame for the king!"
"..."
Song Kui was drowned out by the curses, but at this moment, the only ones who had time and were ready to take action were Luo Kongyun and Song Tianpeng.
As for the others, no one thought that as a king and the master of a peak, Song Kui would keep his word.
Of course, there was no preparation for taking action.
only……
Even if Song Tianpeng was well prepared, he did not take action in the end.
Because of his extremely strong mental power, he had already discovered the green grass that was ready to move.
Therefore, he had reason to believe that Yiran had already prepared his future life and had long expected that Song Kui would not keep his promise.
Although Elder Luo Kongyun also made plans to take action long ago, he really didn't have time to take action. The new green grass all over the ground was cut off by its roots, and then condensed into a grass sword beside Yiran.
Yiran gave them their vitality, and after their short existence, they returned all their vitality to Yiran.
Cutting it off at the root is all decisive.
After seeing this, Luo Kongyun also stopped and looked at the next situation with caution.
After the grass sword was condensed, it immediately stabbed Song Kui's left palm.
Just listen to Yi Ran shout angrily:
"cut!"
Almost instantly, the grass sword pierced Song Kui's palm without hesitation.
However, those green grasses were directly destroyed into grass clippings from the tip of the sword.
But there was only a small, imperceptible scar on Song Kui's palm.
Song Kui suddenly grasped with five fingers.
The grass sword, which was no more than two feet long, immediately exploded with a length of one foot.
And the remaining one foot was constantly being consumed in Song Kui's palm.
With a ferocious smile in his eyes, Song Kui put his face slightly closer to Yiran and said without emotion:
"Go and die in peace."
"snort!"
Yi Ran raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly.
Then one word came out of his mouth:
"burst!"
The "Shadow Sword Dance" formed by the superposition of countless sword gangs exploded at the same time as the remaining half of the grass sword.
The surging energy was like a tsunami on the boundless sea, threatening to engulf Song Kui in one fell swoop.
The spear in Song Kui's hand was like a tornado that created a whirlpool, and like a drill bit that destroyed gold and silver.
Although it does not have such majestic momentum, it stabs the boundless waves fearlessly.
"Crack, crackle, boom!"
The terrifying energy directly knocked the exhausted Yiran away.
Still in the air, Yiran's muscles gradually faded away from his strong body.
When Yiran fell into Luo Kongyun's arms, his body had returned to its original emaciated appearance.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and Yiran's face turned pale in an instant.
Yudie, Huang Mei, Wu Lingzhu, Su Da and others looked at Yiran in Luo Kongyun's hands with concern.
My whole heart felt like it was being grasped by an invisible hand.
This was the first time that they saw their senior brother and master in such a miserable state.
If I had known, when they first entered Wanshan Hunting Ground, their senior brother had not yet entered the spiritual level.
But their senior brother, Wei Ming, who faced the spiritual level alone with a sixth-level cultivation level, helped them find a way out.
Even later, he killed Wei Ming with one sword to avenge them.
But Yiran, who had been invincible all the way, finally lost today.
He was defeated at the hands of a shameless king who used the big to bully the small.
Of course they were not convinced. After confirming that their senior brother was fine, they all stared at Song Kui, who was shrouded in the energy storm, with murderous eyes.
Not to mention using the big to bully the small and relying on the superiority of realm to bully the juniors.
The promise of one move that he said himself was broken without hesitation during the battle.
In the final analysis, Song Kui just wanted to find opportunities to kill people.
…
…
Song Kui knew very well that after today, no one in the entire Luotian Sect would dare to take action against Yiran.
So he worked very hard to seize the last chance.
An appointment.
It was said to be one move, but if the second or even third move could kill Yiran, he would strike without mercy.
However, the reality is too unexpected.
He never thought that Yiran's heaven-level sword could really block his full blow.
Just when he thought that Yi Ran was exhausted and would never have the strength to block his palm.
However, Yi Ran was able to condense a grass sword to block his sneak attack.
Seeing Yiran flying backwards in front of him, Song Kui's eyes didn't have any joy at all, but only helplessness.
Helpless that they no longer have the chance to take action against Yiran, helpless that they no longer have the chance to explore Yiran's secrets.
Of course, what is even more helpless is that in the near future, Yi Ran will definitely become their enemy.
It is not impossible to even become the trigger for Luo Tianzong to purge the inner circle.
Feeling the strong inner energy that completely exploded in front of him, Song Kui poured inner energy into the spear again, hoping to directly break Yiran's offensive.
However, the power of the force in front of him was beyond Song Kui's imagination.
Previously, half of the grass sword was destroyed with a slight scratch, leaving only a slight scar on the palm.
This made Song Kui ignore the grass sword at all, thinking it was Yiran's means to escape.
But he never thought that the power of the explosion of the remaining half of the grass sword would be more than three times stronger.
Regardless of his calculations, Song Kui was directly knocked out by this offensive and retreated to the elders of Suppressing Evil Peak.
A trace of scarlet blood was engraved on the corner of Song Kui's mouth, letting everyone understand.
he got hurt!
Facing the king, facing the king's sneak attack, Yiran can still lose both sides.
Can he really be considered defeated?
That scarlet color was Song Kui's shame and Yiran's meritorious service, and it also made everyone fall into silence.
They simply couldn't believe the scene in front of them, and they simply couldn't believe that the Spirit Man could hurt the King.
But the facts before them forced them to believe that Yiran was so powerful.
Not only is he invincible among his peers and in the same situation, he also wants to fight across levels regardless of the age gap!
Su Dahe and Tan Xiaoyu looked at the injured Song Kui and murmured slightly dullly:
"Master, he is really strong!"
"Eldest Brother, he is really invincible!"
Yudie silently looked at Yiran who was already sitting cross-legged on the ground meditating to heal his injuries.
Although she was silent, the concern in her eyes was unmistakable.
Huang Mei, Wu Lingzhu, as well as Tang Xin and Fengzhao, all the junior brothers and sisters all cheered:
"Long live Senior Brother, Senior Brother is invincible!"
"Long live Senior Brother, Senior Brother is invincible!"
Today, it was finally Yiran's battle to establish his prestige, and Yiran became the most focused figure in the entire Luotian Sect.
This also indicates that from now on, Yiran's cultivation in Luotian Sect will be smooth, and no one will dare to stop him.
Song Tianpeng was still standing in the distance, looking at Yiran with a smile.
For Yi Ran's unimaginable speed in cultivation, he felt envious but not at all jealous.
He understood best how Yiran fought all the way, and every time he faced a life-and-death battle, there were people who were countless more powerful than him.
That is to say, by constantly experiencing life and death, he can achieve such cultivation at such an age.
But Song Tianpeng still couldn't figure it out.
Why did that grass sword, which seemed so powerful at first, be easily destroyed in half?
And why did the remaining half burst out with such terrifying energy.
Although this is clearly Yi Ran's plan.
But as Yiran's opponent and a king-level expert, why couldn't Song Kui distinguish the power of this move?
Song Tianpeng didn't believe that Song Kui would be so careless, so he could only sigh at the depth of Yiran's hiding.
…
…
On the land stained by the blood that Yi Ran had just spit out, a trace of green was struggling to emerge from the ground.
In order to condense the sword just now, all the grass was cut off by the roots.
But compared to before, the killing intention was wiped out.
This time, they finally left roots and hope behind.
As long as they are nurtured by the outside world, they will work hard to grow and bloom with stronger vitality.
So destruction and death are never the end of power.
It’s the new life!
