After sending away the two troublesome guys, Fatty and Ling Xiaopang, Yitian looked at the chaotic situation with some speechlessness.
After the small pool was destroyed, the purple water no longer existed, and the sharp knife hanging above everyone's heads also disappeared. Regardless of the ruined ground, all the people with low or high cultivation levels were red-eyed.
, no matter who has the scroll in his hand, even a strong Dou Zong person will be beaten by a group and will soon have to throw away the scroll.
Of course, as long as you have enough strength, you can still keep the scroll even if you are besieged. Old Qinglan and the four elders of the Moon Worshiping Sect are this type of people. At this time, Old Qinglan and the sixth elder of the Moon Worshiping Sect have in their hands.
They each grabbed a scroll, but no one dared to come and fight for it, because some unsighted people had just tried to provoke them, including a Dou Zong, but they never came back.
There were only two scrolls left on the stone pillars, and people became even more crazy. The entire center of the square almost became a meat grinder, and those with low cultivation levels became the dead souls of the strong men.
Yitian roared loudly and joined the battle. Every time the purple light flashed through the Jinghong Long Sword in his hand, the crowd fell into a large crowd. Except for the strong men with Dou Wang cultivation level and above, no one could withstand Yitian's sword energy.
.In such a bloody situation, everyone is red-eyed and fighting desperately. To be kind to the enemy at this time is to be cruel to yourself. Yitian himself is not a good scum, so naturally he will not say anything about showing mercy.
At this time, Yitian was like a sharp knife, hurting whoever it touched. In almost a few blinks of an eye, he had reached the stone pillar, and at this time he also started to run into trouble.
The four Douzong masters saw Yi Tian coming towards the scroll like a rainbow. They regarded the scroll as their own, so naturally they would not turn a blind eye. The four of them took action together to stop Yi Tian.
"Boy, we are working hard just for these two scrolls. We will never allow them to fall into the hands of others. If you know the truth, please leave immediately. We will not make it difficult for you, otherwise we will kill you without mercy!"
"Those who have the ability to treasure live there. If you can't get it, you are incompetent. If I die in your hands, I have nothing to say. Just let me come here!"
"Good boy, so what if our brothers help you!"
The four major Dou Zong masters took action together, and even top masters such as Qinglan did not dare to underestimate them. The terrifying sword energy was as if it was going to split the space, and it was slashing toward Yitian with a hoarse sound of breaking through the air.
Yitian is not an easy person either. With Tue Yue Xiaoyao's strange movements, he easily dodges the sword energy attacks of the four major fighting sects and counterattacks instantly.
"One strike of heaven and earth!"
The seven-colored giant fist that almost covered the sky slammed hard at the four powerful Douzong warriors, and the momentum seemed to smash them into pieces.
Feeling the terrifying pressure brought by the giant fist, the four major fighting sects were surprised. Seeing that the boy was only ten years old, he had such strength. If any of them were to fight with him, he might not be able to sustain it for long.
"If it weren't for getting the scroll, I wouldn't offend such a genius as much as I can!" The four great fighting sects were silent in their hearts, but how could they let go of something they were about to get?
"The sword energy soars into the sky!"
"The Sky-Breaking Sword!"
"Nirvana!"
"Kill!"
The four major fighting sects used high-level fighting skills at the same time. The huge sword energy in red, orange, yellow and green was like a rocket soaring into the sky, with a long tail, fiercely piercing into the interior of the colorful giant fist.
"boom!"
The colorful giant fist was instantly strangled by the sword energy and exploded. The violent energy storm swept out in all directions like a hurricane, and the surrounding space was distorted. The people fighting around them were all masters among masters, but they were not as strong as them.
Not daring to confront the energy storm head-on with his flesh and blood body, he immediately put up a Dou Qi shield and tightly protected his whole body.
The storm was raging, and the surroundings were hazy and messy. But at this moment, a bright purple light flashed past, followed by a scream, which was the scream of one of the four major fighting sects.
"What a cruel boy, old wolf, how are you?"
"Be careful! That kid's movement skills are very simple. My right hand was cut off!"
The collision of five high-level fighting skills caused the surrounding area to glow with colorful lights, and the ground within a radius of several hundred meters was almost flattened. Despite this, the seven stone pillars still stood there upright, seemingly turning a blind eye to the high-level fighting skills.
With the help of the energy storm, Yitian shuttled freely like a ghost, constantly attacking the four major Douzongs. Douzong, who had one of his arms cut off, fought hard and finally supported the arrival of the other three major Douzongs.
The two sides fought together again, and the five masters of the Dou Zong fought. The terrifying fighting spirit flew everywhere. Even the strong Dou Zong masters would be injured if they accidentally touched them, let alone those with low cultivation levels.
In the sky not far away, Old Man Qinglan and the four elders of the Moon Worshiping Sect were watching the battle between Yitian and the four major Dou Zong. When they saw Yitian approaching the strong Dou Zong like a ghost and easily killed one of them.
When the arm was shaved off, his face changed slightly.
As strong as the old man Qinglan, he had to admit that Yitian's qualifications were absolutely unparalleled. At his age, I might not be able to match him, and even if I faced that kid, I might not be able to defeat him.
The expressions of the four elders of the Moon Worshiping Sect became even more solemn. This boy did not seem to be as easy to deal with as imagined.
The center of the square has almost become a battlefield for Douzong experts. No less than ten Douzong experts stand together alone or in groups. Many of those below Douzong have retreated quietly. After fighting until now,
Although they didn't get anything, the price they paid was too great. They couldn't bear it. They knew that they wouldn't gain anything by staying. It was just a waste of life. Many people had left, but only some still had the desire to hold on.
A trace of luck remained.
The two scrolls were like spectators, watching the battle with a smile. However, the old man Qinglan and the four elders of the Moon Worshiping Sect had already withdrawn from the battlefield and formed a confrontation.
Guo Dahan and Ling Xiaopang, who were watching the battle from a distance, had worried faces. The battle over there was already heating up, but they could only stay here as spectators. As for Fatty and Xiaopang, they were heartless and heartless.
Sitting next to the giant dragon, he grinned and counted the magic cores.
Yitian miraculously dodged the joint attacks of the four major fighting sects and frowned as he looked at the chaotic battle situation. It was not an option to continue fighting like this. In the end, he might be able to take advantage of those who came after him.
Looking at the scroll on the stone pillar, Yitian's eyes suddenly lit up, and his hands suddenly formed some kind of mark. The colorful fighting energy burst out of his body, and along with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, it surged towards the seven-colored light group as visible to the naked eye, and then
As the colorful light clusters became brighter and brighter, the air began to boil.
This is a big move! The expressions of the four major fighting sects suddenly became solemn. This kid is absolutely terrible, and his high-level fighting skills are simply exhausted.
"Shocking the Dragon World!"
A nearly 1,000-foot-long colorful divine dragon roared out, with its huge mouth open, as if it wanted to swallow up the sky and the earth, and rushed towards the four major fighting sects with a heart-stopping fiery aura.
As soon as the divine dragon appeared, all the fighting sects in the square stopped and looked at the huge dragon shadow crossing the sky in horror. From the dragon shadow, they felt the smell of death. They still remembered that Yitian had used this trick to deal with him.
They tried to get past the nearly unkillable giant puppet ape, but it had almost no effect, so they subconsciously thought that this move was nothing. Only now did they realize that they were terribly wrong. This move was definitely a life-threatening move.
Old man Qinglan also stared at the Colorful Dragon with a solemn face. This high-level fighting skill was probably the pinnacle of earth-level fighting skills. Even he did not dare to take it head-on.
The faces of the four elders of the Moon Worshiping Sect were all uncertain, and the face of the sixth elder was even more terrifying. He had to admit that he would probably lose against that kid.
The faces of the four powerful Douzong masters suddenly became extremely ugly. They felt that Shenlong had locked onto them. The only solution for now was to attack hard, but the chance of winning was almost zero.
Everyone's eyes were all fixed on the giant dragon, but no one noticed that Yitian's figure had disappeared at some point. This move, "Shocking the Dragon World", was an enhanced version of the previous one. It was a super move synthesized by Yitian infused with colorful holy flames.
, vaguely comparable to heaven-level fighting skills, naturally it will not fail to attract others' attention.
The colorful divine dragon, carrying numerous phantoms, rushed towards the four major fighting sects like a meteorite hitting the earth. If they did not fight hard, they would die. The strong men of the four major fighting sects gritted their teeth and desperately launched their strongest tricks.
"Heaven-cutting sword!"
"The time of death!"
"Sword Dance!"
"Brilliant light!"
The four dazzling sword lights, under everyone's shocked gaze, went straight into Shenlong's mouth with a whistling sound. Shenlong's sprinting body suddenly stopped in the air, but everyone immediately blessed themselves with Dou Qi shields.
Because they already felt an extremely depressing atmosphere.
It was rising. The nearly thousand-foot-long body of the dragon that was suspended in the air began to make strange noises continuously, and then rapidly expanded at a speed that was noticeable to the naked eye. The colorful colors became more and more dazzling, and a substantial momentum pressure gradually formed in the air.
It made everyone's breathing difficult.
"Boom!"
The nearly thousand-foot-long divine dragon exploded and instantly covered the sky. The surrounding area was colorful and hazy. Everyone was trying their best to strengthen their fighting spirit shields to protect themselves. No one was there. The two scrolls on the stone pillars had disappeared.