"Huh?" Yan Ting raised his eyebrows. This opponent's aura seemed to be different.

The illusionary man in front of him has the same facial features as the previous one, but his aura has become more powerful. This is not whether a realm is stable or not, but a gap in realm, and the gap is huge.

"Your opponent's aura has changed a lot, and his cultivation level is around level seven Tianyuan." Qin Feiling said.

"Seventh level Tianyuan, is it useful? It's not as good as the previous one!" Yan Ting said with a contemptuous smile.

He knows where his limit is. If he exerts his full strength, he can draw with the eighth-level Tianyuan. The ninth-level Tianyuan can also remain undefeated within fifty moves. If he switches to the seventh-level Tianyuan, as long as it is not that abnormal level, he has the ability.

Chance to win

"It won't be the same as the last one. It belongs to the upper-level combat power of this realm, right?" Yan Ting suddenly thought of something. The fourth wave of fantasy people's combat power is definitely the upper-level combat power of the fourth level Tianyuan, otherwise they would not let him

It took a lot of effort to defeat it.

Thinking of this, Yan Ting became vigilant. If this were the case, it would be difficult to deal with. This fantasy man might be able to defeat an ordinary eighth-level Tianyuan with all his strength.

"Drink!" Yan Ting took the lead, his fighting spirit soaring, and the huge pressure of vitality accompanied Yan Ting's body as he approached Huanren.

The phantom man didn't even move, and directly struck out with a palm. The vitality was roaring and rolling, and Yan Ting's speed was greatly reduced. A gust of wind blew his face in pain. He turned his hand and punched that area.

The strong wind blows and scatters them.

Huanren waved out his other hand and launched another extremely fierce attack of vitality. Yan Ting moved slightly to the left. The energy almost rubbed against his skin, and a burning pain came out. Yan Ting's eyes were half-squinted.

Level 7 Tianyuan is indeed difficult to deal with.

"Thunder...Gang..."

Yan Ting let out a deep roar, his hands exploded with thunder, and the thunder light shone, and a ten-meter radius was covered with blue-purple light. Above the sky, thunder rumbled, and two blue rays had condensed on Yan Ting's fist.

Purple Thunder.

Chi!

Yan Ting blasted out with both fists, and the two thunderbolts were like thunder dragons flying in the sky for two days, rushing straight towards Huanren. Huanren formed a shield with his hands, and pressed one palm against the condensed vitality shield. The violent thunder struck on the vitality shield, and Huanren

The man's eyes darkened slightly, and his steps slipped two feet on the ground. Although the energy shield was full of cracks, it was not broken.

Huanren put down his palm, rushed out, and swept his left foot across. Yan Ting's pupils suddenly dilated, and his waist bent back to a ninety degree. The foot swept less than five inches above Yan Ting, carrying just

The fierce energy was like a knife slicing across Yan Ting's face.

Before it was over, Huanren's right foot bounced up strangely, and his body turned around in mid-air. He raised his right foot to the height of his head and kicked it down from top to bottom. Yan Ting protected his chest with both arms, and

With his feet pressed against the cross of his arms, Yan Ting felt like he was being pressed down by a huge force, and his body suddenly bent downwards and hit the ground hard.

"Ahem."

Huanren grabbed Yan Ting's right foot and threw Yan Ting up with one hand. Yan Ting was thrown more than ten feet away and fell to the ground and rolled a few times before stopping.

"Ahem."

Before Yan Ting could stand up, the phantom figure flashed and came in front of him. He punched Yan Ting firmly on the lower abdomen of Yan Ting who was half standing up. Yan Ting's eyes narrowed sharply.

He shrunk, his internal organs were turbulent, and a sharp pain surged through his whole body. His whole body spasmed, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew backwards several feet away.

"Uh ah ah ah..."

Yan Ting roared to vent his unwillingness. He gritted his teeth, closed his lips tightly, his face was tense, and an unknown fire bloomed quietly in his eyes.

Huanren's face was indifferent, and he didn't care about Yan Ting's roar at all. He stood far away and did not attack again. He raised his right hand and extended his index finger to hook Yan Ting. This extremely contemptuous provocation was undoubtedly thorough.

This angered Yan Ting.

"you wanna die……"

A low and angry roar came out slowly from Yan Ting's mouth.

The two faced each other, looking at each other without saying a word, as if they were enemies of life and death.

Yan Ting clenched his fist, making a snapping sound of bones, and a strong force of vitality quickly enveloped his body like a small whirlwind, and then gathered on his fist.

With a "whoop" sound, like the howling of a violent wind, Yan Ting's body shot out violently, and he punched out with an angry punch. His vitality was packed with wind-breaking energy, causing Huanren's face to change slightly.

His head quickly turned downwards, and a punch passed through the back of his neck. He dodged the punch, and Huan Ren struck out.

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The fist hit Yan Ting's lower abdomen, and Yan Ting's lower abdomen retracted sharply. Huan Ren's punch was just an inch away from hitting him. Yan Ting smashed down hard with both hands, and Huan Ren's arm seemed to have been hit with an extremely powerful force. Suddenly,

collapse.

After the attack was successful, Yan Ting squinted his eyes, swung his left arm to his right waist, and then swept out. Huan Renyu stood with one hand on his chest, and suddenly his arm slammed back. Huan Ren let out a muffled grunt.

Go back a dozen steps.

Yan Ting struck horizontally, directly defeating Huanren's block.

As Huanren stepped back, his vitality exploded instantly, and his vitality turned into an invisible storm and poured out sword energy. Yan Ting's eyes were gloomy, and he swung his palm in front of him to form a vitality shield. The sword energy pierced the vitality shield and was immediately submerged.

Got the energy shield.

Yan Ting struck out with a palm, and a huge vitality palm print annihilated the sword energy and hit Huanren directly. Huanren put his hands together and pierced the void with his ten fingers. At this moment, countless sword energy gathered into a huge vitality sword, giving people a strong feeling.

There was a sense of oppression. The palm prints and the giant sword collided, setting off a violent storm of vitality. Yan Ting used both palms to suppress the storm that rushed towards him, and barely stood firm.

With a "whoosh" sound, Yan Ting did not stop there, stepping on the ground and rushing towards Huanren. The vitality of his body exploded, and with his hands imprinted, the invisible pressure was overwhelming as if it had turned into substance. Huanren had just been swept by the storm of vitality, and his body

Unstable, he was hit by this force and flew over ten feet in an instant.

The great elder outside saw this and said: "Illusions are just illusions after all. They have no thoughts of their own. They are still inferior to the real seventh-level Tianyuan."

"It's already pretty good." The third elder said indifferently. He didn't want the elder to use this as an excuse to make it more difficult.

"Mo Xuanzang is about to end the battle." At this time, the fourth elder said.

All the elders looked at Mo Xuanzhang's battlefield. The ancient sword in his hand pierced Huanren's body. White light flashed on the sword, and the thunder snake swam away. He pulled out the ancient sword and turned around, bouncing up and spinning in the air.

Circle, hold the hilt of the sword with both hands and chop it down in the air.

The destructive thunder on the ancient sword was completely released at this moment, turning into endless thunder and shining in the nine-sky sky. In the white light, a domineering thunder and lightning sword energy penetrated the phantom human, and then cracks began to appear on the phantom human body. At first, the sword energy

The one that penetrated quickly spread to the whole body and finally burst.

"Mo Xuanzang's Jiu Yao Jing Lei Break has approached the level of Xiaocheng. It is much more difficult to practice than Lei Gang Qi. It is not easy to achieve such results in just two years." The fourth elder looked at Mo.

Xuanzang couldn't help but admire the battle images.

The great elder said calmly: "It's not bad, but my temperament needs to be sharpened, otherwise I will suffer big losses in the future."

"You see you are always like this, no wonder this kid would choose to go out for training."

"Boss, you should change your attitude."

Great Elder: "..."

Yan Ting's eyes were cold and he stepped forward, not giving Huan Ren any chance to struggle. He had finally established a slight advantage, how could he let it go so easily.

When Huanren stood up, he was faced with a bolt of thunder and energy, which directly bombarded Huanren's chest. In an instant, a large amount of thunder and lightning exploded, and thunder and lightning spread all over Huanren's body. At this moment, Huanren suddenly raised his head, and the vitality of his fists rolled and surged.

He rushed towards Yan Ting head on.

Yan Ting quickly retracted his arms and returned to defend himself. An incomplete energy shield appeared faintly. He hit the shield with his fists. In an instant, a burst of white light covered the two of them very quickly. Yan Ting's pupils were condensed in pain, as if they were being trapped.

The steel needle pierced him. The moment Huan Ren took action, he was ready to defend, but he didn't expect that Huan Ren would still have such a powerful force after being hit by Lei Gang's Qi.

Illusions are no better than humans. They have no pain. Unless they are completely destroyed, they will continue to fight, and their strength will not weaken with injuries.

"puff--"

Yan Ting spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back for more than ten steps. Finally, his feet flew off the ground and fell more than ten feet behind.

The third elder's eyes were fixed on the scene in the domain. He looked at the first elder and asked: "What's going on?"

The Great Elder glanced at him indifferently and said: "Don't worry, Yan Ting's talent has been revealed today. Regardless of victory or defeat, and whether he can pass the selection of the inner courtyard, he is qualified to enter the inner courtyard. I just want to

You know the limits of this child."

"Third brother, don't be angry. The boss has his own reasons for doing this. It's no wonder you tried to get this kid a spot in the inner court. I didn't know Yan Ting was so talented until I saw today's battle." The second elder also said.

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Third Elder

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: "..."

He fought for a spot for Yan Ting simply because Yan Ting was his grandson. It turned out that he didn't know that Yan Ting was so perverted.

But seeing the eldest and second eldest children both praising Yan Ting so much, he felt a little better. Yan Ting's performance really made him proud.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yan Ting slowly raised his upper body, sat on the ground with one hand, and looked at Huanren fifty feet away from a distance. At this moment, he was closing the distance between him and himself.

Yan Ting closed his eyes and felt the distance between the other person and himself. He raised his palm, and the energy of heaven and earth gathered in his palm like a whirlpool.

"Yan Ting, get out of the way!" Qin Feiling shouted, Yan Ting's behavior was no different from seeking death.

Ten steps.

Eight steps.

Five steps.
To be continued...