Seeing Yan Ting break free again, Gu Feichun's scalp was about to explode. Why, why could Yan Ting escape like this?
"Give it to me. If one of his limbs is crippled, I will give him half a million gold coins. If he cripples all of them, I will reward him with three million."
Three million gold coins, for these humble servants, is undoubtedly a wealth that is almost impossible to obtain in a lifetime. It is said that there must be brave men under heavy rewards. Under the temptation of rich money, these people suppressed their inner feelings
Fearing Yan Ting, he screamed and rushed towards Yan Ting like crazy.
At this time, no one cared about whether they were one of their own. For the three million gold coins, countless strands of vitality rose into the sky and filled the entire Fengyuntai. Yan Ting pushed both palms together, and a dark barrier went from his palms to
It spreads all over the body, carrying these violent vitality.
The situation on the stage is extremely chaotic, but everyone has a precise target - Yan Ting!
The vitality gradually dissipated, and Yan Ting's pupils dilated. On his chest, an ice-crystal sky-blue fist hit it, causing waves of fluctuations. The person in front of him had a fierce look in his eyes and looked at him with a sneer. Yan
Ting's foot was pushed back a step by this force. Without any hesitation, his right fist crashed down on the man's shoulder from above, cracking the man's shoulder bone and causing his skin to open.
"ah--"
An extremely painful scream suddenly sounded from the Fengyun Platform. The man's right arm dropped weakly, his eyes were horrified. He caressed his broken right shoulder, gritted his teeth, and looked at Yan Ting as if he were looking at a monster.
Yan Ting still had a cold face, and then punched the man in the face. The punch was so heavy that a ninth-level Tian Yuan flew out like a spinning top.
But Yan Ting did not relax, because the second person rushed in front of him in an instant, stretched out his arms to hug his waist, and sprinted forward. This was a fat man with a body shape similar to Elder Yuan, with his arms surrounding him
, with a force of several thousand kilograms, Yan Ting's feet lifted off the ground, and the fat man took him up and flew backwards. A hoarse sound came from his throat, even his physical body could not withstand such force.
He raised his elbow and hit the fat man's back crazily. The corner of the fat man's mouth was bleeding, but the strength of his arm did not weaken at all. Veins popped up on Yan Ting's forehead, and his pupils were dilated to the extreme at this moment. His fist
Suddenly a black light appeared, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger, and he punched the fat man on the spine. The fat man screamed, staggered and fell, but he still pressed Yan Ting's body and endured the pain of his broken spine.
In severe pain, Yan Ting was punched in the face with punch after punch.
After Yan Ting received two punches, he grabbed the fat man's fist with his left palm, gritted his teeth and pushed him back. He clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it into the fat man's face. After the fat man shook wantonly, the two men
More than a hundred kilograms of fat rolled off Yan Ting's body and lay there quietly.
Yan Ting panted heavily, and suddenly stood up quickly, but his body was instantly shaken several feet high - two ninth-level Tian Yuans worked together to bombard the Fengyun Tower with earth-attribute Yuan skills, and several rock pillars rose up from the ground.
Hitting Yan Ting's body.
"Beng...long...fist!"
In the sky above, a ninth-level Tian Yuan spoke indifferently. In the center of his fist, the light yellow light was extremely dazzling. The surging Yuan Qi penetrated like a dragon shadow, penetrating from Yan Ting's front to his back, and the powerful and powerful one was like a dragon.
A punch landed hard on Yan Ting's abdomen.
Yan Ting fell like a meteor and landed on the Fengyun Tower. Blood arrows spurted out several feet high. His whole body was stiff and numb. His body, face, and hands were all covered in blood. He belonged to the enemy. He was lying on the ground.
, motionless.
Bai Li looked at Yan Ting indifferently, it was finally over. His Dragon Collapse Fist was extremely powerful. If Yan Ting withstood this blow, even if he was not disabled, he would no longer be able to resist.
Can be slaughtered by him.
"Destroy him, and you'll get three million gold coins."
"With three million gold coins, you won't have to worry about food and drink for the rest of your life."
Dozens of people walked towards Yan Ting slowly, but they basically kept a straight line. No one dared to be the first person. The psychological shock and damage Yan Ting gave them was too great. They were afraid that if the first one
He rushed forward, but Yan Ting suddenly stood up and killed him directly. Wouldn't it be worth the loss?
The following facts illustrate their worries...
That's right!
Yan Ting opened his eyes, struggled twice, and stood up again under the horrified eyes of everyone. His eyes were blurred, but he was still alive. He bit the tip of his tongue and brought up all the remaining consciousness.
Bai Li's pupils dilated and his face wrinkled
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He was in a ball, looking at all this in disbelief, Yan Ting... was still able to stand up...
No one among the dozens of people dared to step forward. Yan Ting's ferocious eyes were like a body soaked in blood, and his messy long hair looked like a devil who had just crawled out of purgatory.
Yan Ting spat out and spat out the blood foam remaining in his mouth. Then, he stretched out his hand with his thumb pointing up. Everyone didn't understand what this meant. How could he still praise them in the end when his body was left in ruins?
However, when Yan Ting slowly turned his thumb over, everyone understood.
"You are looking for death!"
"Destroy him!"
Everyone rushed forward almost at the same time. With Yan Ting's current state, they could definitely defeat him completely and make him unable to stand up.
Yan Ting put his hands on his knees, half-bent. He slapped his knees hard twice, lowered his head suddenly, dodged the punch from behind, then spread his arms, turned around and threw a punch at
on a person's face.
Suddenly, a person fell from the sky and punched him in the face very suddenly. Yan Ting was caught off guard, and the wound on his face opened again, splashing a line of blood. Yan Ting staggered back a few steps, and blood entered his eyes.
His sight turned red.
Bai Li frowned, and the fist that gathered the majestic energy mercilessly hit Yan Ting's head. The fist brought up a fierce wind, and Yan Ting's hair flew wildly.
Bang!
It was like the sound of two balls of flesh hitting each other, soft and thick. Bai Li frowned even more tightly, and there was a faint cold sweat on his forehead. Yan Ting closed his eyes and grabbed his vitality-covered fist with one hand.
.
"Uh-huh -" Bai Li roared wildly, and then punched out with another punch.
Yan Ting's head tilted slightly, and his fist came up to meet him. The punch was nothing fancy, but it brought Bai Li the most unforgettable nightmare in this life. If he knew the consequences, he would definitely not choose to come.
Come to this stage of the storm.
When the two fists collided, Bai Li's four finger bones were shattered, and the tiger's mouth was cracked. The huge force of Yan Ting's fist broke the entire bone of his arm. If nothing else, this arm will never be able to recover.
"Ahhhhh——"
The miserable screams of despair resounded through the entire Fengyuntai, and the shrill screams shocked everyone's hearts and souls. Their hands and feet trembled, their muscles spasmed, and even their teeth could not help but tremble.
"Ahhhhh——"
There was another heart-shaking scream, Yan Ting's hand was violently broken, Bai Li's wrist was broken, and the bones were shattered. Yan Ting opened his eyes, like a hungry wolf looking for food in the dark night. He just took one look and
To collapse completely.
He retracted his palm, turned into two fingers, and stabbed Bai Li's shoulder without any hindrance. The two fingers penetrated Bai Li's shoulder like a sharp sword. Then Yan Ting grabbed Bai Li's neck with one hand and lifted him up.
.
Bai Li, who had previously severely injured Yan Ting, had only lasted a hundred breaths. He was lifted up by Yan Ting like a dead dog. His breath was like a gossamer, his mind was broken, and only the last trace of consciousness was left hanging on his life. However,
He should hope that this trace of consciousness disappears, because he will have to live in humiliation like this for the rest of his life.
Yan Ting picked up Bai Li and threw him into the crowd. Because the distance was too close, only less than two feet away, Bai Li's body was like a heavy bomb, flying out with four people.
Bai Jiang stood up with an angry look and slapped the stone bench beside him, shattering it into pieces. He was trembling all over and his teeth were chattering. Bai Li was his cousin.
The other three people naturally knew it, especially Gu Feichun, who was the happiest person. Bai Jiang originally only helped him out of profit and was not an alliance with him, but now his cousin has been killed, so
He had to do everything he could to deal with Yan Ting together with him. Even if Yan Ting was lucky enough to survive today, he would never have an easy time in the future.
Moreover, with Yan Ting's terrifying performance today, if he is not eliminated as soon as possible, there will be endless troubles.
"I...will...kill...you!" Bai Jiang's lips turned purple and he trembled every word.
After Yan Ting shook off Bai Li, he covered the wound on his chest that had been pierced by evil spirits, and the blood flowed faster and faster.
"His injuries are getting worse. Let's go together and blast him with our vitality." Someone said something, and everyone immediately started to gather their vitality and blast towards Yan Ting in the middle.
Yan Ting's pupils suddenly shrank, he stepped forward and jumped several feet high. There were explosions from below. Dozens of energy gathered together, and the power produced was absolutely unparalleled.
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Rong Xiaojian, all the people standing in the inner circle were affected by the aftershock of the explosion, and were knocked to the ground in an instant. Yan Ting gritted his teeth, pushed his palms towards the ground, and opened a vitality shield to resist the aftershock of the explosion, but he was seriously injured.
There is not much energy left to condense the energy shield.
The remaining power shattered his energy shield, and Yan Ting was tossed several times in mid-air before crashing to the ground. He coughed up blood again.
Suddenly, a strong storm hit from the front. He no longer cared about the injuries on his body, raised his head and blasted out his palms with all his strength, and collided with the palms of the person opposite. In terms of palm strength alone, Yan Ting's full strength was
He could kill ordinary ninth-level Tianyuan, but he was seriously injured at the moment, and his whole body strength was less than 30% of what he was in his prime. Therefore, when the opponent attacked with all his strength, Yan Ting was blasted back after a short period of resistance.
呲——
The sound of a sharp blade piercing into the flesh was particularly harsh. The four people sitting in the spectator seats all stood up and looked at this scene in shock, which was unimaginable in their dreams.
Yan Ting's eyes widened, his mouth opened and closed, and he could only make hoarse uh-uh sounds from his throat. His head turned back and forth like a machine, and he saw that strange and ferocious face.
Two short blades were inserted from both sides of his lower back, cleanly and without any sloppiness. This is the basic quality that a killer should have.
Gu Feichun's two desperadoes and two killers were all eliminated by Yan Ting at the beginning of the war. This killer has been hiding behind. Whether it is a melee or a bombardment with vitality, this inconspicuous figure hides.
In the back, he never actually launched an attack, but because the battle was so fierce, no one paid attention to him.
But he was not idle, he was always looking for an opportunity, an opportunity to kill Yan Ting instantly.
Of the one hundred late-stage Tianyuan, more than 20 were directly or indirectly destroyed by Yan Ting, and more than 30 were seriously injured. The remaining number did not exceed 40, and they were injured to varying degrees, but Yan Ting was also at the end of his rope.
Yes, as long as you give him a fatal blow when he is at his weakest, there is no way he can escape.
Gu Feichun also didn't expect that he always thought that all the ninth-level Tianyuan under his control had been destroyed by Yan Ting, but it turned out that there was another one. His attention was always on Yan Ting, so naturally he couldn't see this person who was usually low-key and wanted to do anything.
No one knew his killer.
After a successful blow, Yan Ting retreated with a backhand palm, only touching the corner of his clothes.
"Uh uh uh..."
Yan Ting staggered and limped back in small steps, making a painful hoarse sound from his mouth. It was obvious that he was unsteady, but he never fell down.
His legs were crossed, slightly bent, and one hand was on his knees. Because it was covered in blood, the cold sweat could no longer be seen on his face, and his face and lips, which should have been pale, could no longer be seen. His hair
With blood stuck to his face, he really looked like a desperate hero.
"Hehehe... what you did... is good... your technique... is quite clever..." Yan Ting bit his lip, maintaining the last trace of sobriety. He wanted to take a good look at this person. Does he look good?
A killer with no characteristics or any outstanding characteristics can give him the most fatal blow at the critical moment.
The killer was expressionless and said indifferently: "You are indeed very powerful. The fifth-level Tianyuan can defeat a hundred late-stage Tianyuan like this. If you increase to two more small realms, then we are destined to be defeated miserably. However, it is a pity that there is no what if.
It's the stupidest choice for you to come alone."
"Hehehe, how do I... do... do I need you... a waste... to teach me... ah? Ahem..." Yan Ting coughed twice and said, "If I fall into your hands, I
If you admit it, come here if you want to kill me. Even if I die, I will drag a few people under the coffin."
Looking at the dozens of motionless bodies lying on the ground, he didn't know, and thought that these had already been laid to rest here. However, Yan Ting didn't know if a few of them had really fallen asleep. He smiled miserably: "
Today...it's not a bad day...hahaha...ahem...come...let me see...except for sneak attacks...do you have any real skills..."
The killer took out a short blade from his body and said indifferently: "As you wish, if you die, you can't blame me!"
