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 array, which before looked like a crumbling hut in a heavy rain, instantly turned into a spinning umbrella.

When the word "chi" was uttered, the umbrella instantly turned into a long sword pointing straight to the sky.

Yi Ran stepped on the ground and leaped up.

While shooting down the eight people who were acting as human shields, he jumped into the cloud of fire.

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 and could not say anything for a while.

Even the wily old man Huang Fang, who seemed to have a winning chance, finally lost his mind at this moment.

Who would have thought that the most inconspicuous guy among Huang Huang, 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 tit-for-tat and sincere personalities.

At this moment, they all looked at the three remaining geniuses in Huangcheng in the east 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 a battle between them and 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 temporarily far beyond theirs.

And these are not the most extreme.

What was most unacceptable to them was that thirteen people besieged the third line, but they were trapped by the most inconspicuous guy.

And this difficulty is from the beginning 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 man not only failed to be a help, but actually became a drag.

Being used as a shield by your opponent to resist your own attacks, this situation can be described as more than just 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 lightest.

As the sword array turned into a long sword and stabbed Huoyun, 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

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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.

The magic cast by Tang Fengyin also hit Bai He at the same time. Under the control of Tang Fengyin, the sixth-level magical wind tornado lost its previous huge body, but its speed became faster and its power did not weaken at all.

Huang Huang single-handedly dominated the two opponents, and the fire spirit phantom that suddenly appeared struck out with both fists at the same time, hitting 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 cannot be described as glorious or disgraceful.

If the other party loses because of this, it can only be blamed on their lack of caution, not their lack of integrity.

If we really want to talk about fairness and justice, if four meridians target one, then thirteen people attacking one person would be fair and just?

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 the 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 battle 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 pointed directly at the wind dragon.

The wind dragon directly hit the spearhead made of 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 Baihe 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 in combat power, 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.

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In an instant, Liu Yun built three wind barriers in front of him.

But in just an instant, the three wind barriers were all shattered by Huo Ling's punch.

It's not that Liu Yun doesn't have enough combat experience, or that Liu Yun isn't strong enough, it's that Huang Huang's combat power does exceed him by a lot.

After being hit by Huo Ling'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 battle in Zhanhuang. Although they are both talented people in Donghuang City, they do not 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 ended, 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 future generations 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 no longer even looked at Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin. 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.
To be continued...