boom--
The earth-shattering explosion sound was accompanied by thunder and fire that swept high in the sky. The violent shock wave swept in all directions, causing the sky in that area to become turbulent and distorted. The air within a radius of dozens of feet was swirling in waves. Under the impact, they were constantly annihilated and pushed away, making low-pitched cracking sounds.
Dozens of eyes stared closely at the collision. They knew that the outcome of this battle between dragons and tigers might be about to appear in this collision!
Huhu——
The collision between the two forces was very fierce. The golden thunder and the red fire continued to conflict and disillusion. The overflowing golden-red light continued to swim, leaving brilliant traces in the sky like a knife cutting cloth. .
But everyone present can feel the terrifying power contained under that splendor!
Some of them looked at the core of the most intense collision of the two heaven-reaching holy arts, the Ten Suns Heavenly Wushu and the Heavenly Heaven Thunder Method, and their muscles all over their bodies became stiff.
Because, even from such a distance, they could feel the huge fluctuations of vitality contained in it.
And half-step Yuan Pei masters like Zhang Hao, Wang Shi, and Lu Feng have lost their voices and cannot speak for a long time. In their perception at this moment, let alone them, even if they are in the early or middle stage of the real Pei Yuan realm. The warrior here is afraid that if he gets caught in the core of the thunder and fire, he will be seriously injured and defeated...
It’s unimaginable that this was just a fight between two Blood Tempering Realm warriors!
Huhu——
As time passed, the raging thunder and fire turbulence finally subsided slightly. A strong wind swept in and blew away most of the smoke and dust. Finally, the onlookers saw the scene.
A hundred feet away, a large mass of terrifying turbulence composed of red-gold vitality was constantly surging. From time to time, streaks of sky thunder and red fire like giant pythons could be seen wandering and eroding each other.
Everyone present could faintly feel the fierce confrontation between the two forces.
At the two ends of this terrifying confrontation, Lin Shenxuan and Jin Lan stood opposite each other. Both of them kept pushing forward with their hands and looked stern.
But in the depths of those two eyes, there was a hint of red ferocity.
Wave after wave of vitality continued to surge out of the two men's bodies, submerging themselves into the chaotic cyclone in front of them, trying to strengthen their own offensive and completely overwhelm the opponent.
But, is that easier said than done?
"Hehe...hehe...ha! I didn't expect...it would get to this point..."
After using the Ten Riten Crow, Jin Lan's entire face turned unnaturally pale, and his arms were covered with fine bloodstains. Blood was constantly seeping out of them, making him look very scary.
The blurry shadow of Yugu Fuso behind him has become even more illusory, and the outline of the great sun has disappeared to the point of being invisible. Obviously, Jin Lan has reached the point where his oil is exhausted. The point is reached!
Of course, Jin Lan's oil was exhausted, and Lin Yansheng, who was fighting with him, was not much better. His face was as pale as gold paper, and most of the Lei Zetu behind him had also dissipated, and all the mountains and rivers in it were illusory and turned into light, about to collapse. .
The two sides can be described as evenly matched.
"The Sky Thunder Technique is truly worthy of its reputation! Of course... your spirit body is quite special."
"That's it, how about that?"
Jin Lan suddenly grinned at Lin Yansheng and said.
The burning power of the holy blood was rapidly declining, but Jin Lan was not panicked at all, because he could feel that the thunder element energy forcefully extracted from all around Lin Shengsheng was about to disappear.
Not surprisingly, this confrontation between the two sides should end in a draw.
Listening to Jin Lan's words, Lin Shengsheng didn't say a word, but still maintained the posture of pushing forward with his hands, continuously inputting wave after wave of vitality, trying to defeat Jin Lan.
"Aren't you going to give up? Do you really want to fight until all the oil is exhausted?"
Seeing that Lin Shengsheng was unmoved, Jin Lan also snorted twice, but did not continue to dissuade him, but silently strengthened the input of vitality in his hands.
Jin Lan is also a proud person. Although he doesn't want to fight with Lin Shensen for his life in this thundering valley, he is also unwilling to give up easily.
And under the infusion of the two people, the auras of the two people were rapidly declining, and the thunder and fire phenomena behind them were also rapidly dissipating.
At the moment when the last ray of light of Lei Ze and Yu Gu was extinguished, a strange look suddenly appeared in Lin Yansheng's eyes.
The center of his eyebrows suddenly began to tremble.
He stretched out his finger and pointed at Jin Lan. Between his eyebrows, a somewhat illusory divine wheel quietly emerged.
A surging soul power burst out without reservation at this time!
That is... the power of the soul that is close to the virtual state!
"Soul shock!"
Buzz——
The soul power, invisible and qualityless, shot out like this. The speed was obviously beyond Jin Lan's expectation. He didn't even react before the soul power hit hard!
"ah!"
The soul attack did not have any astonishing power or pomp, but just when Lin Shengsheng's soul attack hit, Jin Lan's face suddenly began to twist violently, and he screamed repeatedly.
Because at this moment, severe pain rolled in his mind, as if he was about to be torn apart!
That is caused by the shock of the soul.
Such a sudden and severe pain also caught Jin Lan off guard and directly released the stimulation of Tokaten Wushu, and the scene of Tanggu Fusang behind him instantly disappeared into ashes.
"go!"
But at this moment, Lin Yansheng's eyes flashed with golden light, and Lei Zetu behind him turned into a golden thunder of the sun, converging on his fist. The next moment, his figure suddenly looked like this. Just disappeared.
"Ah...uh!"
At this time, Jin Lan had not yet struggled out of the severe pain. As his mind blurred, a violent sound of breaking wind came from his ears. Immediately, his vague consciousness was frightened. I woke up for a moment and screamed secretly.
Sure enough, at the next moment, Lin Shengsheng's ghostly figure appeared in front of him, his fingers clenched into a fist, with lightning blooming on it, exuding a violent aura.
boom!
Lin Yansheng's expression was cold, and his golden fist struck down.
boom!
Although due to excessive consumption in the past, Lin Sheng's punch only had 30% to 40% of the power of his heyday, Jin Lan in front of him was also in extremely poor condition. Coupled with the residual bite from his soul, his body-protecting energy It was already empty, and Lin Shengsheng punched it. In the blink of an eye, the remaining protective energy on Jin Lan's body was shredded, and it hit Jin Lan's chest directly!
Jin Lan let out a scream, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot. His body flew out like a cannonball and rolled on the ground for more than a dozen times. Then he slowly stopped and twitched for a while on the ground.
"you……"
However, the severe pain this time made him sober. He raised his head in a daze, as if he wanted to say something.
boom!
But before he could say anything, Lin Shengsheng gained the upper hand and moved again, coming to Jin Lan's side again. The pair of fists that were rendered golden by the lightning waved again.
boom!
This time, Jin Lan's body was directly pulled out, but before his body could land on the ground, Lin Shengshen's disembodied figure came under him again like a tarsal maggot, illuminating his body behind him. The person’s ass is a whip!
"Ouch!"
Jin Lan flew out again.
Then, in the next ten breaths, under the confused eyes of everyone, Jin Lan, the proud man from Shiyang Wufu, was kicked around like a ball by Lin Yansheng, and he couldn't even look decent. I couldn't even make a counterattack...
boom!
Finally, with Lin Yansheng's final sharp kick, Jin Lan's body rolled out for dozens of meters, and then twitched hard twice on the ground. Finally, he stopped moving and passed out.
Lin Yansheng was still standing opposite him. Although his face was as pale as paper and there was no trace of blood, his body still stood tall.
Seeing the two people in such a state, the surrounding disciples all fell silent, and then, a look of shock began to form in their eyes.
Seeing the state of the two of them, they knew that the outcome of this battle was decided!
It's just that the result of such a confrontation seemed a little different from what they had expected.
No one thought that the previously arrogant Jin Lan would be defeated!
Although the final process can be regarded as a surprise victory by Lin Shengxian, a defeat is a defeat. This point is undisputed.
"Brother Lin, this is... too awesome..."
Under the first few thundering trees, Tao Ranxuan, Xu Xiong and others stared dumbly at Lin Yansheng standing under the last thundering tree. Although they knew how powerful Lin Yansheng was in the past, they also hoped that the latter could win this competition. However, when this scene actually happened, they were stunned.
After all, they didn't know much about Lin Sheng's various trump cards, but the strength shown by Jin Lan on the opposite side was so powerful!
Especially when the latter used the blood of the saint at the end, the sense of oppression was overwhelming!
With that power, no one doubted that Jin Lan in such a state could even kill a real master of the Peiyuan Realm!
So when Jin Lan failed and Lin Shensheng had this result, they were shocked quite a lot.
But at the same time, excitement appeared in their eyes.
Because Lin Xianxian's victory also means that their Lei Xiaowu Mansion will become the final winner of this trip to Thunder Valley!
Even Zhang Hao and Yang Ming were looking at Lin Yansheng with a complicated look. After all, before this operation, they looked at Lin Yansheng with a somewhat condescending look...
But the current situation... was undoubtedly beyond their expectations.
As for the disciples from the other three forces besides Lei Xiao Martial Palace, they also had strange expressions on their faces, especially the ten disciples from Shiyang Martial Palace, whose faces were as black as the bottom of a pot:
"Damn! How could this happen?"
"How could Brother Jin Lan lose?"
"That boy must have used some despicable trick!"
Some disciples roared unwillingly, obviously finding it difficult to accept this outcome.
"Shut up! Why don't you go and bring Jin Lan back!?"
Seeing these disciples who were obviously losing their composure, Wang Shi and Cheng Yeyang's expressions became even more ugly. They immediately scolded and stopped their subordinates from losing their composure.
Lin Yansheng didn't pay much attention to the reactions of the disciples on the periphery. He just glanced at the battle situation under several other thunder trees, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, after the battle between him and Jin Lan came to an end, the outcome of other battles was almost determined. Among them, leaving aside Yanluoshan and the Lu family for the time being, the other disciples of Shiyang Wufu and Leixiao Wufu fought against each other. There are winners and losers, but overall it seems... there is no winner or loser.
However, as the duel between Lin Yansheng and Jin Lan determined the winner, the ownership of the tenth thunder tree was also concluded, so if it were really calculated, they would have to be better.
This actually made Lin Shengsheng's mouth curl up slightly. After all, he was also a part of the Lei Xiao Wufu. It was a good thing that he could bring glory to the Wufu this time.
So... next, it's time for him to collect the results, right?
Lin Yansheng smiled and looked at the thunder tree standing next to him.
On the dense crown of the tree, five thunder fruits exuding silver light were hanging quietly on the branches.
