Volume Two, Edge of the Inner Court Chapter 147, Sweeping
Wu Chen's expression was extremely ugly, but he had to shoot the arrow with the arrow on the string. Moreover, even if he was willing to give up, Yan Ting would never let them go.
"Then you try, go!" Wu Chen said angrily, so what if it's half a step of Yuan Luo, what if it's extraordinary combat power, there's nothing you can do about fourteen late-stage Tian Yuan?
Thirteen people heard the order and acted at the same time almost instantly. Thirteen strands of vitality burst out at the same time. Its power was not unpowerful. The forest path centered on everyone was shaken by the fluctuation of vitality within a radius of two feet. Trees were destroyed and landslides collapsed.
Flying sand dances wildly. Before they came, they knew that Yan Ting's combat power could not be limited by cultivation, so they only left three points of leeway when they made a move. For a fifth-level Tianyuan, thirteen late-stage Tianyuan left three points.
He was extremely merciful by being given some leeway. No matter how powerful Yan Ting was, he would only end up with a serious injury.
Unfortunately, they still underestimated Yan Ting.
A yellow barrier of vitality stood around Yan Ting, and all thirteen strands of vitality hit it. There was a loud bang in an instant, and with 70% of the vitality power of the thirteen strands of late-stage Tianyuan, this yellow barrier instantly felt like a knock.
The glass at the four corners cracked and cracked, but it was never broken.
"This..." Wu Chen was shocked. The strength of thirteen people couldn't even break through this barrier. Are you kidding me?
Not only him, but also the thirteen people's expressions changed drastically, but the next moment was a scene that really made them heartbroken.
Yan Ting was inside the barrier, stroking the barrier with one hand, and the other hand turned into a fist and punched directly through it. Then the entire barrier shattered, the energy was scattered, the air waves rolled, thirteen people danced wildly, and they saw Yan Ting's covering
A fist filled with dark vitality hit the face of an eighth-level Tianyuan. The man's teeth spurted out with blood, and only seven teeth were left in his mouth. The whole person flew more than ten feet, dragging a line on the ground.
Traces several feet long.
Yan Ting swung his wrist. The wrist guard was really in the way. He almost didn't even raise his fist just now. However, the heavy wrist guard was definitely a force that could not be ignored when it was swung with great force.
It's only a dozen feet, but it's just the result of Yan Ting's restraint.
"Yan Ting, you..." Wu Chen suppressed the restlessness in his heart, but his gums couldn't stop trembling. It was easy for him to defeat the eighth-level Tianyuan, but if he wanted to cause such a powerful punch with one punch, it would be impossible to give him twice the strength.
It's possible.
"Sure enough, no matter how much a dog can bite someone, it is still a dog and is vulnerable." Yan Ting looked back indifferently, raising the corners of his mouth slightly. His ordinary smile was no different than a hellish Shura to the remaining thirteen people.
A life-threatening evil smile.
"Let's go together, let's go together..."
"Hmph!" Yan Ting smiled and snorted, his eyes full of disdain. He stepped forward as fast as lightning. Suddenly, a breeze blew in front of the eyes of an eighth-level Tianyuan, but Yan Ting's figure had already flashed behind him, holding out a hand
Grabbing the back of his neck and lifting him up, the eighth-level Tianyuan was no more than a child's in Yan Ting's hands.
With a slight flick of his hand, the man was thrown up high. When he fell, Yan Ting swept out with his kick and hit him in the lower abdomen. The man flew out spinning like a top.
It's not that these people are weak, but that Yan Ting's behavior has given them a psychological shock. These people are just domestic servants. They have seen many storms and waves. Even if they have advantages in cultivation, bullying the weak all day long is just self-deception.
That’s all.
However, Yan Ting took the lead and blasted the two of them into cripples, defeating their last inner defense line.
This team of fourteen people is definitely powerful. Two level nines, seven level eights, and five level sevens. Such a huge force, but they are afraid of a level five Tianyuan. Needless to say, they will lose in terms of momentum.
Already.
Two seventh-level Tianyuan, one on the left and one on the right, one up and one down, swept towards Yan Ting's left face and right leg respectively. Yan Ting looked sideways slightly, and raised his left arm and right foot slightly to block the two people's full strength.
With the next kick, his arm shook, and he directly bounced the person away. Then he reached out and grabbed the other person's ankle, and slammed him to the ground.
This time, Yan Ting showed no mercy. The moment the servant, who had cultivated up to the seventh level of Tianyuan, hit his back on the ground, his internal organs were churning, his energy and blood flowed backwards, and his seven orifices overflowed with blood. There was a direct tear in his back, and Yan Ting's eyes suddenly flashed.
He shrunk, quickly raised his arms, picked up the person, and threw him far away.
Seven rays of vitality covered it from high in the sky, forming an invisible force field. Yan Ting stood there with an expressionless face. He wanted to move, but his feet seemed to be stuck to the ground and could not move. Yan Ting seemed to remember
This vitality force field seems to have existed in the destroyed Yunxiao Sect, but that vitality force field was not as powerful.
The vitality force field formed by the combined force of seven late-stage Tianyuan is enough to temporarily suppress any ninth-level Tianyuan. Just like there were more than a dozen people with different cultivation levels at that time, most of whom were early and middle-stage Tianyuan. The combined force field can directly suppress him, a third-level Tianyuan.
The super Tianyuan was so pressed that he couldn't get up, so he finally managed to move by rolling.
However, the person he is today is not the person he was two months ago. Not only has his cultivation level increased by two small realms, but his strength has become more than ten times stronger. Regardless of the seven late-stage Tianyuan, he can still be broken by you.
Yan Ting raised his arms with difficulty. Under the double pressure of the force field and the Xuan Zhong Stone, it was extremely difficult for him to lift. At this moment, the attacks of the other four people had fallen, and four overbearing vitality suddenly hit Yan Ting. Yan Ting frowned.
A yellow glow appeared on his body, and a layer of armor protected his body, forcing him to bear down four rays of vitality.
Two jet-black demonic auras spread from Yan Ting's palms to his arms, and then surged up all over his body. His whole body was bathed in the jet-black demonic aura. Although the four people had never seen this kind of demonic aura, they also knew what Yan Ting was definitely releasing.
With powerful Yuan skills, all four palms struck Yan Ting's chest at the same time. They all exploded with all their strength, leaving nothing behind.
The gravity field is an area, but the seven people locked the area within a five-foot radius of Yan Ting. The domineering attacks of the four people were still unstoppable when they entered the five-foot range. Although they were hit by a wave of force when they entered.
It was quite a strong resistance, but in the end it hit Yan Ting's chest.
The four late-stage Tianyuan's full-strength palms, without any defense, even the ninth-level Tianyuan's physical body would be difficult to bear, and blood would instantly spread into the air like a broken blood bag. But the strength of Yan Ting's body had already been
It exceeded the ordinary ninth-level Tianyuan, and with the third layer of defense of the Earth Mysterious Armor, the four palms under the influence of gravity did not cause him any significant damage.
His arms full of demonic aura suddenly merged up and down, clamped the four palms, and rotated in a circle with the soles of his feet, throwing all four of them out. The demonic aura all over his body suddenly exploded, and a stream of extremely powerful energy seemed to be carried by a meteor from the sky.
The impactful air waves hit the chests of the seven people like a tsunami. The seven people who were trying their best to condense the gravity field could not imagine that the strength of the seven people could not suppress Yan Ting. At this moment, it was too late to return to defense.
Already.
In an instant, under the impact of the air wave, the entire force field collapsed directly, and the seven people flew more than ten feet away at the speed of a meteor falling to the ground. Yan Ting raised his eyes slightly, and a ruthless intention flashed deep in his pupils, and he made a sword point with his hand.
, the orange-red flames burned on his fingers, and he quickly caught up with an eighth-level Tianyuan who had not yet landed. Fen Yuan's fingers pierced his chest, and the high-temperature flames burned and glued his skin and flesh, tightly wrinkled into a ball, showing
A charred black color.
"Uh-huh--" The man let out a miserable cry, like a ghost in hell who had been tortured eighteen times.
Yan Ting has no sympathy for this person. He has warned him in advance, but these people don't know how to live or die, so don't blame him for being ruthless.
If they are not punished severely, these people will not have long memories.
After the sword finger pierced the man's chest, Yan Ting hooked his fingers back and pierced his skin with his thumb. He clasped his arm with three fingers and spun around, smashing the man to the ground and punching him in the front. Blood immediately flowed from both nostrils.
As noted, the front teeth are broken.
Behind him, two powerful vitality attacks suddenly erupted, hitting Yan Ting's back. Yan Ting stood upright on his feet, motionless.
Wu Chen's mouth was bleeding, and he sneered at this moment: "Yan Ting, you didn't expect it, you left your back to us, you are asking for death."
Yan Ting turned his eyes and said indifferently: "Oh? Really?"
Wu Chen's face suddenly turned ugly. His palm clearly hit Yan Ting's back. Why didn't he do anything?
"I happened to have mastered the third level of Earth Mysterious Armor a little bit. Do you think I would be as stupid as you and leave my back to the enemy?" Yan Ting said coldly. Suddenly, in Wu Chen's pupils, Yan Ting's
A yellow light flashed across his back for a moment.
Two ninth-level Tianyuan sneak attacks from behind did not hurt Yan Ting.
boom--
Yan Ting stepped on the ground violently, and the huge aura instantly dispersed. The two of them looked up and fell over. Yan Ting's hand clasped their ankles with great precision, and tightened his fingers. The bones of their ankles broke, and they let out a shrill scream.
Screaming, Yan Ting raised his foot and landed on Wu Chen's hind leg.
"ah--"
Wu Chen's left leg was fractured.
"ah--"
Wu Chen's right arm was broken.
Yan Ting trampled and broke all Wu Chen's limbs with one kick, and then he did not let go of the other ninth-level Tianyuan. He wanted to see how Gu Feichun could cause trouble for him if these people were eliminated.
"You... you wait... the master... won't let you go... ah -" Yan Ting stepped on Wu Chen's palm, crushing his palm with his sole, breaking his finger bones.
The roots are crushed.
"Before you let me go, let him think carefully about how to cure you losers. If you work hard for him, don't become an abandoned dog by then. No one will pity you." Yan Ting laughed softly.
road.
With his temperament, he would never talk to people like this, but so many things happened in the past three months, among which he killed someone for the first time in his life. None of the people from the Sky Eagle Alliance came here.
He didn't come back alive. He even killed people. There was nothing else he couldn't do.
In this world, the strong always bully the weak. If he wants not to be bullied, he must show his fierce side.
"You, and these people..." Yan Ting pointed at Wu Chen, and then glanced at the people who came with him, "I understand the rules of the academy. You can help Gu Feichun appropriately pressure some inner courtyard disciples, but the pressure
I’m not letting you bully them at will. Always remember your identity and don’t cross the line.”
Yan Ting walked around the fallen people and broke off everyone's left arm. The screams surrounded the secluded forest path.
Some of those who still had the ability to fight back dared to fight back, and Yan Ting broke his right arm by the way.
"This is a lesson for you. Go back and tell Gu Feichun that he had better improve his cultivation quickly and do less immoral things in the past six months, otherwise he will lose when the time comes. Don't be like his younger brother who cannot afford to lose. Brothers.
A virtue." Yan Ting gasped softly, looking at the people who fell to the ground with an indifferent tone.
He raised his head slightly and looked into the distance, and slowly but firmly read three words in his mouth, sonorous and powerful, low and angry: "Gu... Fei... Chun!"
