In the distance, Gu Feichun's eyes were half-closed, and when he saw this scene on the Fengyun Platform, a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face.
"You've been hit by the evil Finger of Heaven's Tribulation, Yan Ting, let's see how you die." Gu Feichun sneered with a gloomy face.
Yan Ting looked around, surrounded by more than ninety people, but he became more and more calm, and a bloodthirsty light bloomed in his dark eyes. In the eyes of everyone, he was fighting a trapped beast, but he wanted to
Prove that a trapped beast can still be fought, and it will be more ferocious and cruel.
"Falling Leaf Palm!" A person behind him took the lead to break the stalemate. His palm, as light as a fallen leaf, brought yellowed vitality and struck towards Yan Ting. His moves were gentle and consistent. When he got close, a wave of autumn ended all life.
The breath rushed out crazily.
Yan Ting was like a bloodthirsty wolf in the dark night, with the most primitive bloodiness revealed in his eyes. The soft and gentle palms of falling leaves fell into his eyes, just as fast as paper falling. But he still thought simply.
, the fallen leaf palm swung down, but it perfectly dodged Yan Ting's fist and avoided resisting him. It rubbed against his arm like a spiritual snake and landed on his chest with a palm.
Yan Ting took two steps back and let out a muffled grunt. Seeing that the attack was successful, the man wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to pursue him. Yan Ting's eyes turned cold, he turned back, squatted down and threw a kick on his leg. The man's body was sideways.
Flying up in the air, Yan Ting gave a loud shout and kicked him in the air, hitting him hard on the waist and breaking two of his ribs. He shot up and then fell to the ground limply, with blood splattering three feet away.
Two rays of vitality behind him suddenly shot at Yan Ting. Yan Ting punched back, and a purple thunder exploded in the center of his fist, swallowing up the two strands of vitality. A purple world reflected in their pupils was extremely bright, but full of murderous intent.
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"Lei Gang!" Yan Ting shouted in a deep voice, and the thunder struck the two of them mercilessly. Their internal organs were tumbling, and their blood flowed backwards. Their whole bodies were instantly blown away, and blood spurted out from their mouths and nostrils. It was extremely miserable.
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The melee has just begun.
From front to back, left and right, and from all directions, countless fists surged forward, like the tide crashing on the shore, in an endless stream.
Yan Ting kicked over an eighth-level Tianyuan, but was punched in the back by a ninth-level Tianyuan. He didn't care about the person who sneaked up on him, but grabbed the person he kicked over and punched him one after another.
He punched him in the face, each punch venting his anger and violence. The man's face was already covered in blood, his skin and flesh were split, and he couldn't look directly at him.
He dragged the man by his ankle and threw him into the crowd. Yan Ting's arm strength almost reached the limit of the Tianyuan realm. This throw directly overwhelmed the thirteen people, but the remaining people immediately filled the gap, leaving
Yan Ting's hope of rushing out was shattered.
The crowd gathered around again, making the impregnable siege impenetrable. The three people rushed forward, gathering all their energy into their fists, and blasted at Yan Ting. Yan Ting retreated slightly, punched out his elbow violently, and collided with a fist.
Together, the man screamed, his arms were unable to withdraw, and they fell down miserably. All four of his finger bones were severed. Two fists were held by Yan Ting's hands, and his fingers were tightly squeezed. The two people screamed angrily, not only
It was anger, but also the pain from having his fist almost crushed.
Yan Ting swung his arms downwards, and their fists suddenly lost all power, and then their two faces met Yan Ting's blood-stained fist.
"puff!"
"puff!"
Two cloaks of blood mist exploded in the air. Their minds went blank, and their vision turned into a dark world. Before they fell, Yan Ting stepped forward and punched out with anger. The two of them were hit by Yan Ting again on their heads.
A ruthless bombardment in a state of extreme rage.
This blow also exposed Yan Ting's opening. On the side, a ninth-level Tianyuan who had been prepared for a long time seized this opportunity and released his strongest blow.
"Bahuangpo!"
The vitality was released and knocked over several people around him. The powerful force made Yan Ting feel the danger coming, but he was tightly entangled by four people and had no time to think or react.
How powerful is the full blow of the ninth-level Tianyuan? The Eight Desolations hit Yan Ting's head. Yan Ting's pupils turned white, and everything in front of him began to become blurry. His head was extremely heavy, and under the strong dizziness
, all he could see were countless pale and blurry figures, and the sudden crisis!
With a sudden thrust of his tongue, Yan Ting suddenly woke up in mid-air. He twisted his body, grabbed the ground with his palms, slid back a few feet, and then froze.
"Ahem." A mouthful of blood fell to the ground with his cough, and his side
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There was a small crack in the brain, but it didn't matter.
Seeing Yan Ting being severely injured, Gu Feichun jumped up excitedly, and shouted to Yan Ting: "How about it, Yan Ting, have you ever experienced what despair is? This is the fate that provoked me. I don't overestimate my own capabilities and bring it upon myself."
disgrace."
The heartbeats of the people around him were almost frightened to a sudden stop. A person at the fifth level of the Tianyuan realm was attacked by a level 9 Tianyuan realm with all his strength. He hit his head, but it only cracked a little. He was obviously about to lose consciousness.
He woke up at the last moment.
What kind of monster is this? What stupid thing did Gu Feichun do?
You cannot make friends with such people, or at least you cannot offend them. But if you have offended them, you must completely destroy them.
The crowd rushed forward crazily, and Yan Ting was on one side, which exposed a fatal flaw, that is, the people on the other side could release their vitality without any scruples.
Seventeen rays of vitality blasted out, with colorful and dazzling colors. The sky was filled with strong vitality power and overwhelming killing intent.
Yan Ting closed his eyes, and a dark aura suddenly rose from his body, forming a small shield around him, blocking all the incoming energy. The shield shattered, dust and mist spread, and Yan Ting turned backwards
After a few rounds, he fell to the ground, but he seemed to be unaware of the pain. The soles of his feet scraped the ground, and his whole body rushed out like an eagle. When he saw Yan Ting flying towards this side from the dust and mist with black energy all over his body,
At this moment, everyone's hearts jumped into their throats.
Yan Ting stretched out his hands and grabbed the two people's necks. He picked them up while running at full speed and rushed away from several people blocking the way. The two people grabbed Yan Ting's arms and reached out to grab his fingers.
, trying to pry his fingers apart, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't move it even half a inch. They just felt that death was coming on their heads, and they were only one step away from falling on them.
"If you want to play, I will play with you...!" Yan Ting's voice was hoarse, like a dying old man, but to the ears of the two of them, these words were like an evil ghost under ten thousand layers of hell announcing to them
Come on, you deserve to die!
Throwing both hands, the two people were thrown several feet high. When they fell, his fists hit their abdomens. The two people's pupils were dilated and they lost consciousness. Their bodies were blown more than twenty feet, and they rolled over after landing on the ground.
Yu Zhang, I don’t know whether he is alive or dead.
Gu Feichun stood up suddenly. He couldn't believe his eyes. Why did Yan Ting suddenly become so...
"Come together, don't hold back anymore!" A ninth-level Tianyuan saw two eighth-level Tianyuan being lifted up by the neck and flew dozens of feet away, and his heart trembled with horror. There were so many people surrounding Yan Ting, let alone a fifth-level Tianyuan.
Level Tianyuan, even if it is level nine, he should collapse from exhaustion at this moment.
But the black energy that suddenly emerged from Yan Ting's body increased his strength by more than one level. If he didn't try his best, there was no need to guess what the result would be.
After hearing his words, the four ninth-level Tianyuan glanced at each other, and then nodded. The four people gathered their energy, crossed their eight hands, and opened the chain formed by the condensed energy.
"Let's go!" The ninth-level Tianyuan shouted, and the vitality surged in the palm of his hand, and he rushed towards Yan Ting. As the number one general in the Tianyuan realm under Cang He, his strength was in the middle among all the ninth-level Tianyuan.
upstream.
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of people behind him caught up with him and gathered their energy to attack Yan Ting.
"Shattering Mountain Fist." Cang Huan jumped up high, and the earth-yellow energy in his hand shot out as he shook his fist.
Yan Ting glanced coldly, and threw out a jet-black aurora with his right finger that directly broke through the yellow energy, exploding a burst of black and yellow energy circles in the air.
Cang Huan lowered his body, used the height to dive down, and hit Yan Ting's neck with a heavy punch. Yan Ting took a step back with his left foot, his eyes were slightly half-squinted, and he stretched out his hands to hold Cang Huan's neck.
Huan's heavy punch. Cang Huan's face changed, and Yan Ting kicked out in the air. Cang Huan, who was hanging in the air, couldn't dodge at all. He was kicked on the head by this kick, and his whole body was thrown up like a fallen leaf swept up by a wild fly.
His head flew upside down. Yan Ting squatted slightly and shot out like a sharp arrow. In an instant, he caught up with Cang Huan, who was flying upside down, and aimed another heavy punch at his face.
Bang!
Cang Huan's three teeth shattered in response, and blood spurted from his nostrils and mouth. He flew upside down faster, and his back directly hit the three people who were rushing towards him, and the four of them flew out together.
One person greeted more than 80 people.
Yan Ting, filled with demonic energy, was unstoppable. The moment he rushed into the crowd, his fists
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They came out together, and the black demonic energy blasted on the chests of the two people. The blood of the two eighth-level Tianyuan spurted out violently, and their bodies lifted off the ground. A backhand palm imprinted on the body of a ninth-level Tianyuan, and an aurora shot out from the palm of his hand. The man suddenly felt like he was being killed.
Thousands of arrows pierced his heart, and a large gash was opened at the front and back ends of his clothes. A dark mark about three inches in diameter appeared on his body. His whole body was blown away, and he looked up and vomited blood.
In this bloody battle, Yan Ting fully demonstrated his excellent fighting skills and relied on the power of demonic energy to remain invincible amid the siege.
However, no matter how a person can fight, unless his level of cultivation far exceeds that of his opponent, there will always be moments of mistakes, and if caught by the enemy at this moment, it will almost be irreversible.
Everyone saw Yan Ting's madness and felt it in their bodies. They fought fiercely for half an hour. More than 30 of the 100 people had lost their fighting power and were almost in a state of half-death. These were not just cats and dogs, they were all the same color.
In the later stage of Tianyuan, Yan Ting became more and more brave in the mad battle. As long as he caught the opportunity, no matter whether he was at level 8 or 9, everyone would be finished.
The two ninth-level Tianyuan looked at each other, and the four ninth-level Tianyuan behind them were ready to attack. The two of them rose into the sky, with their heads facing the ground and fell from the sky with a palm. Yan Ting raised his head slightly, and two demonic auras penetrated the two people in front.
With his palm, he raised his palm to fight against the two of them.
Suddenly, the two people made a strange spin in mid-air to avoid Yan Ting's palms. Two vitality chains fell from the sky and wrapped around Yan Ting's wrists.
Yan Ting frowned, and suddenly swung his hands backwards. Yan Ting's upper body fell straight backwards. Two people rushed towards him, but he kicked him down, and then two chains entangled him.
on his feet.
Yan Ting kept spinning his wrist, wrapping the vitality chain in his hand piece by piece, closing the distance to the person at the end of the chain. Soon, there were four more people at the end of the chain, and the same was true for the other three chains. Five people pulled the chain.
Holding one side, no matter how strong Yan Ting is, it is impossible to break free.
"Uh ah ah ah -" Yan Ting was hanging in the air, his limbs were entangled, and he was screaming to the sky, his hair was disheveled, and his body was stained with blood, like an evil ghost coming out of hell.
"Hahaha, Yan Ting, you lost!" Gu Feichun laughed wildly. Yan Ting's misery was exactly what he wanted to see with all his heart.
The other three people were relieved. They finally captured this devil. Seeing more than thirty bodies on the Fengyun Platform whose life and death were unknown, they couldn't help but feel numb. Those bloody bodies were all left by Yan Ting.
The masterpiece, The Tower, featured the bloodiest episode in history.
Thumb——
A sudden sharp sound broke Gu Feichun's fantasy, and also broke everyone's dream of desperately trying to catch Yan Tinghou.
Three months ago, in Akabane City, he was caught like this by the people of the City Lord's Mansion. In desperation, he used the killing curse to break the iron chain. Now that the scene was like this again, he naturally knew how to break it.
The chain on his left hand was broken, and the five people had no time to stop their strength, and they all fell to the ground. Yan Ting grabbed the chain on his right hand and pulled hard. The chain condensed with nine-level Tianyuan seemed fragile in his hand.
This action was nothing short of a nightmare for everyone. If Yan Ting broke free, they would be in a tough fight again. The fate of those thirty or so people was clearly there.
Just when Yan Ting was about to break the chain on his feet, the ten people pulled the chain and threw Yan Ting up, dragging a long trace on the ground. One person stood in the middle, and when Yan Ting dragged him over,
He gathered all his strength and kicked Yan Ting in the face. Yan Ting was hit in the face by this kick, and his body slid sideways at 180 degrees, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Uh-huh -" Killing intent flashed through Yan Ting's dark pupils. He slapped the ground with his palm and used the force to bounce up. His body was spinning in mid-air, and his fingers shot out two aurora lights in the direction of his feet.
Suddenly, a violent explosion occurred on the Fengyun Platform. Ten people dragging chains were affected by the explosion. The huge impact knocked all ten people over, and the residual power hit them, leaving a deep mark on them.
Black mark.
Yan Ting bent his legs and fell to the ground from mid-air. His legs and feet shook severely. He wiped away the blood flowing from his mouth and nose and walked towards the fifty people step by step.
