It was a bloody and cruel scene. Because it was broken by a foot, the wound on the young man's arm was not smooth, and some of the flesh and blood was turned into pulp by Yan Ting.
The blood on the ground slowly flowed around, forming a small pool of blood. Yan Ting stood in the pool of blood, with a hint of gloominess appearing on his cold face. He pointed at the remaining five people who were terrified, and said calmly: "You,
Together?"
Four simple words, but they contain extreme contempt for Qiu Yin who wants to fight in a single fight. The fate of the single fight is already here, do you still want to fight in a single fight?
A seventh-level Tianyuan, two moves failed to hurt Yan Ting at all, but he was easily defeated by Yan Ting with one punch with all his strength.
Domineering? Arrogant?
Compared to Yan Ting, what they did was simply the lowest level and most incompetent.
"He...he...kicked..." Meng Zhang turned pale with fright, his hands couldn't stop shaking, and his mouth let out a sound of fear that shook his heart.
"This Yan Ting is so terrifying. With this person here, even if the Yan family loses, as long as he doesn't die, the destruction of the city lord's mansion is just around the corner." Wang Qianhe's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking in his heart.
"Okay! Ating, beat these guys hard." Yan Xuan shouted excitedly.
"A Ting, help Yan Qu and the others take revenge, destroy these Imperial Academy people, and let them know how powerful our Yan clan is!" Yan Zhu also shouted.
Stepping out of the pool of blood, Yan Ting approached the five people step by step, not giving them any chance to refuse.
Qiu Yin's eyes were cold, pointing at the young man who was lying on the ground and unconscious due to serious injuries, and said with a trembling tone that had not yet recovered: "You dare to break his arm, do you know who he is?"
"I don't know."
Qiu Yin's response was only two short words and Yan Ting's fist that came in an instant.
Qiu Yin gritted his teeth, his aura quickly rising, a powerful force of energy blasted out from his fist, and collided with Yan Ting's fist.
boom!!!
The surging air wave spread out in an instant, knocking four people around him back several feet.
Qiu Yin's strength is no weaker than that of Jiang Sheng, and he is even slightly better than him. If he faces any ninth-level Tianyuan family head here, he can completely crush him. Unfortunately, he is facing Yan Ting, and he is already
Yan Ting who has reached the sixth level of Tianyuan.
"Shocking waves!" A hysterical roar came from Qiu Yin's mouth. A flash of blue light suddenly surged into his fist. Behind him, a shadow of a wave dozens of feet high surged forward and passed through him.
At that moment, the fist was completely integrated into the heart of the fist, turning into a strong force of water element, trying to break through Yan Ting's fist.
A slowly rising black energy appeared in the heart of Yan Ting's fist, with a few traces of conspicuous blood energy. In front of that bright blue light, he did not retreat but advanced. The black energy swallowed up the blue light in the blink of an eye, and then swept up Qiu Yin.
fist.
"Uh ah - you guys haven't done it yet -" Qiu Yin, who was no longer able to resist, suddenly screamed, and the other four people looked at each other, and then rushed forward at the same time.
Yan Ting turned his fist into a palm, grabbed Qiu Yin's wrist, and swung him through the air like a shovel. The four people who were rushing towards him were all swept away by this swipe. Yan Ting frowned and raised his hand to fall.
Swinging, Qiu Yin's body flew from in front of Yan Ting to behind Yan Ting, and then hit the ground, creating a human-shaped shallow pit in the martial arts stage.
These five people, one ninth-level Tianyuan and four seventh-level Tianyuan, are the geniuses of the Imperial Academy. They are definitely a force that cannot be underestimated in Akabane City, but in front of Yan Ting, they are just five trash.
Crush? This is not comfortable enough. He will use the most bland moves to give these so-called geniuses the most severe blows.
The four people rushed up again, each with their strongest blow, and struck Yan Ting. Four radiant beams of vitality fell at the same time. Yan Ting raised his left hand and waved his right palm in the air, a seemingly weak wave.
However, an extremely strong vitality shield stood in front of him, blocking all four rays of vitality.
A seventh-level Tianyuan came with a punch. Yan Ting moved slightly, and the punch passed through Yan Ting's chest. At the same time, a person flew up and kicked down from above. He was as fast as a ghost.
There were three afterimages left in the air and in the air. This kick was extremely powerful. If it landed on an ordinary sixth-level Tianyuan, the latter would definitely die.
Yan Ting raised his right hand high and accurately caught the man's kick. The powerful repulsion made the man's right calf crack like a bone. He wailed in pain, and then Yan Ting flicked his arm and threw the man's body into the air.
He fell to the ground, leaving a hollow in his head and severe pain all over his body.
There are two more people on the back
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Both fists struck together, and the force that was enough to destroy a thousand-jin boulder into pieces made the spectators dozens of feet away feel terrified. Yan Ting pushed his right palm horizontally, and an invisible resistance slowly pushed out, pushing the fists of the two men away.
He was stopped three feet away from Yan Ting's body.
"ah--"
The two men screamed in despair, and the strength of their fists increased several points again, but this resistance was like an indestructible barrier, preventing the two men's attacks from advancing even an inch.
Yan Ting's plain eyes squinted slightly, and his right arm spun around in mid-air. His vitality brought the fists of the two men tightly together. Yan Ting stepped forward, opened his right arm, and clamped his four fists between his arm and waist.
Suddenly, even though it was a normal movement, both of them were unable to move. Yan Ting took a step back with his left foot, turned his body from the left to the back, and the strength in his hand weakened, and he threw the two people away.
One person, one move, five people were completely defeated.
Qiu Yin gritted his teeth and stood up from the shallow pit. He raised his left arm. A ball of vitality rotating against the air stirred the airflow in a radius of twenty feet. Suddenly, the storm swirled, forming a tornado dozens of feet high. His left arm
Covering down fiercely, the tornado crashed into Yan Ting with a devastating force.
Yan Ting stepped on the ground, squatted slightly, and a black light suddenly appeared on his right arm. The next moment, a dark aurora roared out, penetrated the tornado without any hindrance, and directly hit Qiu Yin. Qiu Yin was bombarded with a heavy hammer, and his body flew upside down.
After a few feet, he fell to the ground and plowed a seven-foot-long ravine on the martial arts stage.
This scene brought a high sense of satisfaction to everyone's eyes. These people from the Imperial Academy all pride themselves on being geniuses, but now, in the hands of Yan Ting, it is not even a tragic defeat. The strongest attack was annihilated with bare hands.
A terrifying tornado was punched through.
The man who crushed all the geniuses of the Imperial Academy is called Yan Ting, and he is the young head of the Yan clan in Red Feather City.
Qiu Yin's sternum collapsed and he kept coughing up blood. He wanted to move, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift his limbs.
Today is the most humiliating day since he was born. He is the proud son of his enemy and the strongest person in the Tianyuan Realm of the Imperial Academy. Even the dean is very fond of him. He has so many auras on him.
It also made him very proud and even a little arrogant.
But in this Akabane City, he saw a person who was enough to make his heart palpitate. The person used one hand to challenge the five of them. His ordinary moves and casual and gentle steps caused them to suffer the heaviest blow.
blow.
Yan Ting suddenly turned around and kicked someone in the chest. That person was the one who missed Yan Ting. He had been looking for an opportunity to sneak attack. Now was the best opportunity, but Yan Ting easily resolved it.
This man spit out a blood arrow in mid-air, flew several dozen feet upside down, and was smashed outside the martial arts stage, causing him to fall unconscious.
"Trash." Yan Ting snorted coldly and stopped looking at that person.
At this moment, there are only four people left on the martial arts stage except Yan Ting. Qiu Yin has lost his fighting power. The other three people are each injured. However, even if they were in their prime, they would not pose any threat to Yan Ting.
"The genius of the Imperial Academy has this kind of virtue, which is disappointing." Yan Ting sneered and shook his head, his words full of contempt.
"Why are you so arrogant? If Brother Cangpeng wasn't here, how could you be allowed to be so arrogant?" One of the seventh-level Tianyuan said, covering his chest.
Yan Ting raised his eyebrows: "That Cangpeng, is he in the Tianyuan realm?"
"this……"
Yan Ting sneered disdainfully in a low voice: "You have finished beating me, but I haven't started yet. Which of your arms should I cripple?"
At this moment, the servant who was sent out by Meng Zhang ran back and said nervously: "Young City Master, there is no one in the Yan family anymore."
Meng Zhang's face darkened. Sure enough, the Yan family was planning to start a war. More than 600 people were left here, and the remaining hundreds of people all escaped from the Yan family. He left his seat, no longer caring about how arrogant Yan Ting was.
Wu Bian, he came to Mengyuan and told him this matter.
To his surprise, Meng Yuan was not too surprised. He frowned and asked, "Father already knew?"
Meng Yuan smiled lightly and explained: "No, I just guessed it not long ago. Yan Li wants to fight to the death, so I will give him what he wants. Zhang'er, go and bring the five hundred cavalry here, and then summon the city lord
All the guards of the palace and the forbidden troops outside Yinyan City surrounded the martial arts field."
"Originally, I wanted to wait until the competition was over, let the geniuses from the Imperial Academy teach the families a lesson, and then lead the troops to destroy the Yan family, but the appearance of Yan Ting disrupted my plan. But in this way,
Reminds me of another Yan family traitor in Zhulu Academy.
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Fortunately, we can catch them all this time.”
After saying that, he looked at the geniuses of the Imperial Academy and made a heart-chilling voice: "These trashes, I thought they were so powerful, but I didn't expect to be crushed and beaten by a Yan Ting. After destroying the Yan family, they will
They also killed them, and then blamed the Yan family. Yan Ting killed them, and I killed the Yan family to take revenge, and maybe I can get some benefits from those people."
Meng Zhang sneered and said, "Father is wise."
"Go quickly." Meng Yuan said.
After Meng Zhang left, Meng Yuan became suspicious: Where did Yan leave? His son was fighting here, but he disappeared.
When they heard that Yan Ting was about to cut off their hands, the three of them suddenly felt trembling.
"You dare, I am the young master of the Xu family. If you dare to touch me, the Xu family will not let you go." A seventh-level Tianyuan said in a trembling voice.
However, Yan Ting showed a disdainful expression and slowly walked towards him.
"You, what are you going to do?" Seeing Yan Ting approaching, the man suddenly became panicked.
Yan Ting came to him, but did not continue to take action. He squatted down and said in a very calm voice: "Tell me, who among you injured a girl from the Yan tribe."
This man was in a daze, and because he was extremely frightened, he couldn't hear clearly what Yan Ting said for a while.
Yan Ting didn't have that much patience. If this person didn't speak, he would lose the chance to let him go. He turned away and sneered, then his face suddenly turned cold, and he raised his fist and hit this person in the face hard.
superior.
An angry punch, although he didn't even use half of his strength, hit the face of this seventh-level Tianyuan, but it was like an iron rod as thick as a bowl. He screamed, and his head was instantly hit by the fist.
It hit the ground and made a deep pit in the martial arts stage.
Yan Ting grabbed his hair and pulled his head out. At this moment, a bloody hole opened in his head, and his face was stained red with blood. He was confused and everything in front of him became blurry.
"I'll ask you again. If you don't say anything, I'll cut off your hand. Who among you injured a girl from the Yan tribe?" Yan Ting said coldly.
The man murmured indistinctly, and Yan Ting leaned his ear slightly closer to hear him clearly.
"It's... Qiu... Yin..."
"Qiu Yin? Is that that person?" Yan Ting pointed at Qiu Yin and asked.
He nodded feebly.
"If I had told you earlier, this would not have happened." Yan Ting smiled lightly, pushed him away with one hand, and then walked towards Qiu Yin.
Injuring Mengran is unforgivable. The last person who hurt Mengran is already dead.
Qiu Yin watched Yan Ting approaching, but there was nothing he could do. He seemed to be stuck on the martial arts stage, and his limbs were severely injured and unable to break free.
When he looked up again, Yan Ting was standing at his feet. The sun was irritating his eyes, and Yan Ting's face seemed unclear.
"Your crime is not worthy of death, but you hurt Mengran. How can I be worthy of her if I don't kill you?"
"My sister, I have never laid a finger on her, but you..."
The coldness and fear of an evil ghost threatening his life enveloped Qiu Yin's heart. His body was lifted up by Yan Ting with one hand, and then thrown up more than ten feet. The moment he fell in the sky, he wondered if he would regret it.
boom!
After all, Qiu Yin is at the peak of the ninth level of Tianyuan. Even if he is seriously injured, at least he will not lose his life after falling. Yan Ting raised his foot, then dropped it, and stepped on his chest with a bang, causing his body to break.
The sternum was shattered again, and the martial arts platform on his back collapsed entirely.
Yan Ting stepped on his face again. Qiu Yin's head continued to sink deeply, his nostrils were bleeding, and his front teeth were broken.
With the third kick, Yan Ting stepped on his arm, breaking the bones of his left arm and separating his right arm. Blood spurted out and splashed onto the martial arts stage.
The fourth foot stepped on his thigh, and his thigh went deep into the martial arts stage.
Yan Ting was still continuing, but at this moment, Qiu Yin had completely lost his feeling and even his breath. The genius of the Imperial Academy died in humiliation under Yan Ting's trampling without any dignity.
(Now that we are here, you can probably guess which battle the bloody battle refers to!)
