The land of Fengyuan.

The scorching sun rises in the east and reaches the middle of the day. In the past, at this time, the final result has almost been determined.

However, today, due to Li Ziye's interference and the strong defense of Tianhun Shengzi Xiang Yunfei, at this time, only three people passed the finish line.

They are An Chenchen, Saint Tianqiong, and a disciple of Tianhun Sect.

Everyone else was stopped in front of the finish line, and no one could make it even half a step further.

Nine places, full of suspense.

No one expected that this year's team battle would see such big changes, and that the weakest Tianhun Sect would become everyone's nightmare.

Before the finish line, the ground was dyed red with blood. The three major sects, except for the Saint Son and the Saint Girl, the strongest combatants, all five half-step fourth realms stopped, suffering heavy injuries.

The three Tiantao Sect's half-step fourth realms could not suppress Holy Son Tianhun even if they joined forces. The restraint of their skills was useless in the face of the absolute strength gap.

Today's Tianhun Sect not only has the Hundu Wuji Collection, but also the Tai Chi Jin left by Li Ziye.

There is no need to absorb the true essence into the body, and it can also remove the power of the opponent.

Tai Chi and Wuji complement each other, making the Holy Son of Heaven Hun even more powerful. One man can stand the test, and ten thousand men can't stop him.

Strong, no doubt strong.

No one can cross the distance of ten feet.

As the scorching sun traveled westward, in the land of Fengyuan, more and more disciples from the three sects broke out of the formation restrictions and participated in the battle, but the result remained unchanged.

One, two... before the end, every disciple of the three sects who wanted to rush over was blocked.

finally.

Another disciple in blue from the Tianhun Sect stumbled out of the formation and was shocked when he saw the scene outside.

"Brother, let me help you!"

The disciple in blue didn't hesitate at all and immediately rushed forward to help his senior brother.

"Bang!"

Xiang Yunfei slapped away a steady stream of opponents in front of him, and shouted sternly, "Don't come over here, go over now!"

"yes!"

The blue-clothed disciple paused, his face changed with fright at Senior Brother Shengzi's tone, he did not dare to disobey, and rushed over in a hurry.

"Sister."

At the end, the disciples in blue rushed over, looked at the saintly female senior sister in front of them, and asked anxiously, "Senior brother, why don't you come over?"

"He is waiting for his junior brother."

An Chenchen stared at the battle ahead, clenched his hands, and said with a heavy expression, "He wants the junior brother to legitimately win a spot, instead of sacrificing any junior brother and sister in the sect and forcing them to give up after hard work.

Here comes the training opportunity.”

"Where is my junior brother now?" The disciple in blue asked anxiously.

"It should be at the end."

An Chenchen said in a deep voice, "The Holy Sons of the three sects of Tiantao, Tianzhu and Tianqiong have not appeared yet, which means that Junior Brother's plan was successful and they were all held back."

"Senior brother, can you survive until that time?"

The disciples in blue looked at the increasing number of disciples from the three sects in front of them, with worries on their faces.

"I don't know either."

An Chenchen shook his head and responded.

at the same time.

The deepest part of the land of Fengyuan.

The expressions of everyone watching the battle became more and more solemn.

"Tianhun Sect has obtained three quotas."

Holy Son Qinglong spoke and said in a concentrated voice, "Obviously, this is the limit of Tianhun Sect. The people coming out now are basically disciples of the other three major sects. In terms of overall strength, Tianhun Sect is still the four major sects.

The weakest among them, it would be the wisest choice for Holy Son Hun to go over that day and ensure that he gets four places. Otherwise, once he is exhausted, the disciples of the other three major sects will immediately rush over and grab the last five in an instant.

quota."

"Maybe."

On the side, Saint Xuanwu nodded and said, "Looking at the current situation, it is indeed most appropriate for him to keep his spot before he has exhausted all his strength."

After such a long time, the other disciples of Tianhun Sect have not come out yet and are probably trapped in the formation. As for the disciple in green, it is even less likely that he will arrive in time.

In this battle for the spirit pool, thanks to the Tsing Yi disciple and Holy Son Tianhun, the Tianhun Sect miraculously won the most three or even four places by virtue of its weakest overall strength.

However, this is their limit, because the other disciples of Tianhun Sect are too weak and have no time to rush out.

What a pity.

If it were today's situation, if it were the strongest Tiantao Sect, they might be able to get more than half of the places.

"The Taoist Saint is here!"

At this moment, Luoyang, who had been watching the battle wholeheartedly, focused his eyes and said, "And there is the Saint of Tianzhu!"

The words fell.

Everyone's expressions changed, and the faces of the masters of Tiantao and Tianzhu sects were obviously happy.

As for Yao Tianhun and Yao Tianchuan, their faces sank, and their eyes could not hide the worry.

It's still too late to pass now, Yunfei, don't be too reluctant!

Attention.

In the battle ahead, the figure dressed in purple had his body, face, and even hair soaked with sweat, and his heavy breathing was so clear.

As powerful as the Holy Son Tianhun, he was almost at his limit when faced with a steady stream of disciples from the three sects.

His physical strength and energy were rapidly draining away. Every time Xiang Yunfei knocked back an opponent, more opponents would rush forward.

Fortunately, the canyon before the finish line is not too wide. If you want to reach the finish line, you must cross the Xiang Yun Fei level.

"Brother, be careful!"

At this time, at the finish line, An Chenchen's expression changed and he shouted urgently.

But at this moment, two beautiful figures emerged from the mist one after another, and the wind swept across them. One was bitingly cold, and the other was violent and threatening.

After chasing for a long time, the saints from the Tiantao and Tianzhu sects finally arrived and took action forcefully.

The two of them had been severely injured by Li Ziye and Holy Son Tianqiong before, and their injuries were serious. However, even so, the combat power of the two was far from comparable to that of the other disciples of the three sects.

The two of them were close together with their palms.

Xiang Yunfei raised his head, and his eyes that had lost their brilliance due to fatigue once again burst into dazzling light.

"Chaos Na Wuji!"

Take palm after palm and absorb the power of the palm of the Saint of Heaven.

"Tai Chi creates Liang Yi!"

Use your palms to release your strength and neutralize the attack of the Taoist Saint.

He executed double moves with both palms, and then, the true energy transformed and exploded.

Two heavy palms were slapped on the shoulders of the two sect saints, and an astonishing force burst out, forcing the two of them to fly away.

The Holy Son of Heavenly Hun, who shocked the world and reached his limit, severely injured the saints of two sects with one move.

After one move, Xiang Yunfei staggered a few steps, and the two saints' true energy engulfed his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

With all his air and energy exhausted, Holy Son Tianhun was unable to defeat the two men's offensive, and was injured all over.

"Senior brother, don't hold on anymore, come back quickly!"

At the finish line, An Chenchen saw the scene in front of him and shouted anxiously.

"Junior brother hasn't come yet."

Ahead, Xiang Yunfei forcibly stabilized his body, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with tired but determined eyes, "It would be a pity if my junior brother was not present in this victory of Tianhun Sect. Junior sister, don't worry, I

I can still hold it.”

One word fell.

Xiang Yunfei shouted deeply, turned his palms over, and in an instant, a terrifying suction force spread rapidly.

The next moment, in the land of Fengyuan, the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged rapidly, and crazily sank into the former's body.

"This is?"

Deep in the land of Fengyuan, the three sect leaders, Qinglong Holy Son and others were shocked when they saw this.

The ability to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into one's body is something only a great practitioner of the Five Realms can do. Under the fifth realm, the physical body cannot withstand the impact of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Are you crazy to mess around with the Holy Son today?

"Chaos is endless, thousands of rivers and hundreds of rivers!"

The chaos is boundless and the wind and clouds are flowing, and thousands of rivers and hundreds of rivers are flowing into the abyss. Under the shocked eyes of everyone.
Chapter completed!