Looking at the ravine on the ground, Mangtian and Cangyou's eyes showed deep shock. Has Yan Ting's strength reached this level?
"Strangle him with all your strength, don't hold back any hands!" Mangtian roared crazily. The strength shown by Yan Ting has reached a level that makes him afraid. Fighting alone, he is not sure that he can win the opponent. Today, he wants Yan Ting
To completely die here, the only way is to gather the power of the eight Yuan Luo.
"The Tianyuan realm formed a force field to suppress him, and the Yuanluo realm attacked him. We must not let him escape!"
Yan Ting's eyes flashed, the blade turned sideways, and he focused his energy to blast out five sword lights across the desert, and the target was everyone except the eight Yuan Luo.
"Stop those sword lights!" Mangtian roared violently.
He took the lead and landed in front of the sword light. He blasted out with all his strength with both hands, destroying the sword light that came instantly in front of him. However, the shock force of the explosion knocked him back several steps. The other seven Yuan Luo were the first to hear the order.
Time immediately took action, but from seeing the sword light to shouting and then taking action, apart from acting independently, there was simply no way to stop them before reaching the sword light so quickly.
Cang You and Hei Mo each blocked a sword beam, and the remaining two passed through the crowd. More than a hundred bodies flew dozens of feet, exploding countless blood mist in the air, and finally landed sadly on the ground, facing Huang Shayong.
Pass away.
More than a thousand people, nearly 400 people were killed by Yan Ting's three moves. This can no longer be described as a heavy loss. Mangtian believes that if he were not here today, no one present would be able to stop him.
Yan Ting, this will be a massacre that will make Canglang despair.
He naively thought that he could use the number of people to drain Yan Ting's physical strength and vitality. Now it seems that this is such a stupid idea.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Mangtian shouted three words of "kill" in a row, fully releasing the endless resentment and murderous intention towards Yan Ting in his heart. A person from the Tianyuan Realm behind him threw a nine-foot-long knife.
, Mangtian caught it with his backhand, and then slashed towards Yan Ting.
Yan Ting pushed Duan Ya out with both arms, and the terrifying power surged hundreds of meters away like a wave, causing everyone to retreat. Mang Tian roared violently, and the long knife passed Duan Ya, and he slashed from above with a majestic momentum.
It was as powerful as sinking into the abyss, as if it wanted to bury Yan Ting into the abyss.
"Drink!" Yan Ting raised his knife and swept across it, colliding with the long knife in the air. After a soul-shaking loud noise, both the long knife and Mangtian were shaken away. Yan Ting took half a step back and then suddenly stopped.
Using his left foot as the center of the circle, he used his strength to spin and swing out Duanya, blasting towards Mangtian with an extremely violent attack.
Mangtian's expression suddenly changed, and the shadow of a green python appeared behind him. In an instant, it got into the long knife. In an instant, the long knife emitted a dazzling green light. Mangtian gritted his teeth, cut out the long knife, and faced Duan Ya again.
Bang together.
Bang!
Like thunder from the sky, two extremely powerful forces erupted in the desert. Each sword was struck with all his strength, and each sword was struck with the most extreme killing intent.
The faces of Yan Ting and Mang Tian gradually became ferocious as they collided. The combat power they now unleashed was almost the same, and it was hard to tell the difference for a while. In this kind of confrontation, the winner would be who can hold on for as long as possible.
In the end, the battle between the two reached a point where even a second-level Yuanluo like Cangyou didn't know how to intervene.
The crazy and violent attack exploded deep pits with a diameter of more than ten feet in the desert, and even caused the sand under the feet to scatter to a depth of more than ten feet, as if someone had cut it away with a knife.
Same thing.
The battle between the two set off a storm that was more terrifying than a sandstorm. In the storm, two colors of light, one blue and one green, could be faintly seen colliding continuously. Each collision would bring about a deafening roar, dozens of times.
During the collision, dozens of loud noises like thunder erupted in the boundless desert. Those present with weaker cultivation levels were almost deafened, and blood flowed from their ears.
"This kid...can actually
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Is it enough to fight like this with my eldest brother? Is his strength already so strong?" Black Devil gritted his teeth.
He was defeated by Yan Ting with almost crushing force. He had a demonic barrier in his heart. He hoped that Mang Tian could defeat this man to avenge him. However, first Mang Tian Cangyou teamed up and could not do anything to Yan Ting, and then Yan Ting and Mang Tian
After fighting hard for a long time, he finally gave up the idea of abusing Yan Ting.
"No matter how hard he struggles today, he must die. Huh, whoever dares to kill my Canglang, I will cut his body into thousands of pieces, crush his bones and spread ashes." Cang You said viciously.
Yan Ting and Mang Tian collided head-on in the storm. This battle was even more intense than the previous battle between Yan Ting and Xiaolong. It was almost... no, it had become the most powerful battle in the Qidu Desert in the past fifty years.
.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Loud noises continued to be heard in the storm. This was no longer a simple collision of weapons. With the blessing of vitality and soul, Mangtian was only on an equal footing with Yan Ting. After a long confrontation, he was exhausted after releasing his soul.
It will undoubtedly become bigger, but if you release the soul, you can only draw. If you take back the soul, the result can be imagined.
"Hurricane Crazy Sword!" Mang Tian raised his long sword high, and a very strong small hurricane surged on the blade.
"Be careful, the wind breath on that knife is very strong." Yuan Xinyan's reminder sounded in Yan Ting's mind.
Yan Ting's eyes narrowed slightly, and Duanya was covered with a layer of dark demonic aura. The aura was thick, deep, and unpredictable.
His most powerful method now is ice flames, but the ice flames take a long time to condense and are almost impossible to use in actual combat. In addition, he now uses Duan Ya, so he usually uses the Waves and Skyshatter to attack the enemy.
On the one hand, he wanted to make Duan Ya fit better with him, and on the other hand, he also wanted to strengthen his understanding of this elemental skill.
But the first thing he cultivated and the power he always relied on was demonic energy.
The originally dark Duanya suddenly exuded a dark aura. The nine-foot-long Duanya instantly opened up a dark shadow of tens of feet, as if it had picked up a dark magic knife of tens of feet. Yan Ting's eyes
The light bloomed with an extremely dark light, waved the magic knife in his hand, and blasted towards the oncoming hurricane.
"Uh-huh-uh-ahhhhhh-" A roaring roar came from Yan Ting's mouth, and the raging storm around him rubbed against his body like thousands of swords, tearing his shirt into pieces.
The dark magic knife struck the hurricane, and the mighty light that exploded in an instant filled the space of hundreds of feet in radius. It was like a disaster from the sky, and the apocalyptic storm blew away all the people present except Yuanluo realm.
"ah--"
The hurricane collapsed, and Yan Ting's dark magic knife penetrated the hurricane and hit Mangtian's head.
Mangtian's eyes trembled violently, and the soul from the long sword shot out suddenly. The blue giant python opened its bloody mouth and bit into Yan Ting's black sword.
"Die!" Mangtian roared angrily, raised his long sword and struck out. With Mangtian's third-level Yuanluo cultivation, this sword was enough to smash the hills. No matter how strong Yan Ting's body was, he couldn't stop it.
live.
Everyone on the ground stared at all this, wanting to see with their own eyes how Yan Ting was cut in half by Mang Tian's sword. As long as Yan Ting died, their losses today would be worth it.
Yan Ting held Duan Ya tightly with both arms, and the surging demonic energy covered both arms. He swung with all his strength, and Duan Ya pulled out of the blue python's mouth. He used the force to spin around and hit Mang Tian's long knife with one blow.
clang!
The long sword that lost the blessing of the soul was instantly shattered by Duan Ya's blow. Mang Tian looked horrified, but he saw Yan Ting swung down and kicked him hard in the face, knocking him from a height of dozens of feet.
High in the sky and blasted down to the ground.
Mangtian hit the ground like a rubber ball, but bounced up again after being touched. It bounced more than ten times in a row before stopping.
As soon as Mangtian fell, his aura quickly weakened, and his giant python soul also weakened at this moment.
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dissipate.
Yan Ting landed on the ground, shaking up countless sand and dust. He was breathing heavily, although it was deep but steady. In the end, he won this battle.
"Brother... lost..." Black Demon was dumbfounded and murmured softly. He couldn't believe his eyes. As a third-level Yuan Luo, Mang Tian lost to a young man who only had the Tian Yuan realm.
"How is it possible, how could eldest brother lose..."
"My eldest brother is a third-level Yuan Luo, how could this happen..."
"Shut up!" Although Cang You was extremely shocked, he still maintained the most basic sense. He pointed at Yan Ting and said: "This kid must have consumed a lot. The six of you will follow me to kill this kid.
, the rest of you should protect the eldest brother, and when the eldest brother recovers a little, this kid will die."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took out his weapon, a black iron gilded stick. This weapon was infinitely close to a Yuanluo-level weapon. It weighed three thousand kilograms. With a slight wave in his hand, there was gravel.
The power of breaking the earth.
Hearing Cang You's words, the other six Yuan Luo also understood that after that battle, Yan Ting would never have too much strength. Facing the combined siege of seven Yuan Luo, he would still lose one level even if he did not die.
Pi, when Mangtian recovers a little, Yan Ting will die.
Yan Ting glanced ahead, and suddenly a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, saying: "Your idea is very good, then let me see how a bunch of rabble plans to wear me to death."
"Kill!" Cang You picked up the black iron gilded stick, flew up, and smashed the stick down in the air. He only heard the sound of breaking wind, and the gilded stick whipped up a gust of wind before he was right in front of him.
"Uh-huh -" Yan Ting lifted up Duan Ya, and the gilded stick hit Duan Ya. The shock made Yan Ting's arms tremble, and Duan Ya almost flew away from his hands.
But Cang You was not having a good time either. He felt that the meridians in his arms were numb from the shock. He glanced at Yan Ting coldly. He used his spear as a stick to stab three phantoms in the air, and then smashed them out with a sweeping sweep.
The three phantoms turned into three gilded sticks, which were knocked away by Cang You and hit Yan Ting. Yan Ting reached across the distance and blocked the three stick shadows in succession.
He moved away from Duan Ya and saw two figures flying in the air, both Yuan Luo. The two released their own leopard souls. They were a pair of brothers among the wolves, named Chen Yue and Chen Shan. They were in the desert.
During the siege, the two of them were also injured by Yan Ting's blood.
The shadows of two huge leopards swooped down in the air, tearing Yan Ting apart. Yan Ting flipped back and dodged the first round of killing by the two leopards. The two brothers waved their palms, and all their majestic vitality blasted towards him.
Yan Ting.
Yan Ting retreated more than ten feet in one step, not to directly meet the attacks of the two men, but this retreat allowed the Canglang people to see the clues.
The Black Demon laughed and said, "He has indeed been drained of a lot of energy. Watch me kill him."
"Be careful." Cang You yelled. Although Yan Ting was not as brave as before, his strength had not decreased much when he had just fought with him.
"Don't worry." The black devil who had already flown away left two words in the air.
The black devil's soul emerged as a black mist. With a wave of his hand, the black mist immediately enveloped Yan Ting. Yan Ting raised his eyebrows slightly. He had seen weapon souls, beast souls, and plant souls before, but he still
This is the first time I have seen such a soul.
"Poisonous!" Yan Ting smelled a pungent smell while he was in the mist. He quickly covered his mouth and nose with one hand, then jumped up high, trying to break through the mist.
"You want to leave, do you think it's possible? If you break my weapon, I want you to go to hell to repent!" The black devil punched the air, and the mist flew in the direction of his fist.