"Does this need to be said?" A high-level wild warrior said with a smile, "He is definitely not an opponent. Think about it, even if Zhang Ranran is very powerful, no matter how amazing he is, he may not be as good as the two brothers Yin Heng and Yin Yueguang.
It's just that one person is evenly matched. Against one person, he may have a slight chance of winning, but against two, he will definitely lose."
"Haha, listening to your analysis, this one is definitely a loser."
The battle for the top spot in Group 7 has begun.
"Zhang Ranran, do you want to fight me or my brother? We can give you the right to choose freely." Yin Heng said with a smile.
"No matter how I choose, isn't it the same? I'll have to fight you two in the end anyway." Li Hanxue said with a smile.
"It seems that you are very confident." Yin Heng's eyes darkened, "Do you really think you can fight one against two?"
"Let's try it."
"Arrogant!" Yin Heng shouted, "Then let me show you how capable you are!"
Li Hanxue made a gesture of invitation.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the seventh group.
Long Tianxiang is also very concerned about Li Hanxue's performance. All methods have the same goal. The higher the realm, the smaller the difference between meditation and martial arts. Li Hanxue has the talent of a high-level Tianming master, and his attainments in martial arts should not be too high.
Difference.
Liu Xian'er's eyes were smiling: "Zhang Ranran, I hope your strength can match your ambition. The position of the Holy Son is not so easy to win. If you can't even defeat the Yin brothers, it's even more impossible to defeat me.
and Long Tianxiang."
Yin Heng took the lead.
"Purple Extreme Falling Ruler Technique!"
Yin Heng suddenly drew out the ancient long sword behind his back. It turned out that it was not a sword, but a long ruler with purple light. The ruler was five feet long and one foot wide. When he swung it, he was like a tiger.
This purple ruler is called the Ziji Falling Heaven Ruler, and it is Yin Heng’s strongest weapon. Combined with the Zi Ji Falling Heaven Ruler technique that he accidentally obtained from the secret realm, they complement each other. In the Huangwu territory, it is almost like meeting gods and killing gods, and meeting Buddhas.
Kill the Buddha, no one can defeat him.
I saw the long and wide ruler spread out quickly in the air like a purple carpet. The length of five feet suddenly increased to dozens of feet, and it directly hit Li Hanxue's chest.
Li Hanxue turned slightly to avoid the blow.
Yin Heng was like a phantom, suddenly leaping into the sky, holding a huge purple ruler high.
Rich purple light brews in the Purple Sky Falling Ruler, and an astonishing momentum suddenly breaks out. When the Falling Sky Ruler falls from the sky, its power can be maximized.
The rich purple light enveloped Yin Heng, and in the eyes of everyone, the Purple Sky Ruler seemed to be integrated with Yin Heng.
Yin Yueguang smiled secretly in his heart: "Although this move may seem simple to outsiders, it actually contains infinite changes. Onlookers are fascinated, and only the authorities can understand the horror of it."
Sure enough, the Yin Heng in Li Hanxue's eyes is completely different from the Yin Heng in the eyes of outsiders.
In Li Hanxue's eyes, thousands of overlapping phantoms appeared. These phantoms formed Yin Heng. He raised the falling ruler and fell rapidly towards Li Hanxue.
Each phantom seemed to represent a certain attack angle, giving people the illusion that Yin Heng could attack from any direction. Even though Yin Heng was only one foot away from Li Hanxue, Li Hanxue was unable to see through Yin Heng's plan.
From what angle?
When Long Tianxiang saw this, he murmured in his heart: "Yin Heng is quite a talented person, and the power of this set of Ziji Falling Ruler Technique is quite impressive.
Boom!
The falling ruler suddenly fell. Not only was this ruler extremely strange, its power was even more frightening.
Li Hanxue's eyes were still as calm as water: "You are indeed powerful at this level, but it is of no use to me. Come down here!"
Li Hanxue said nothing, ignored the attack of Falling Sky Ruler, and reached out to grab Yin Heng in the air.
No matter which angle you attack from, just resist.
Now that Li Hanxue is in the ninth level of the Desolate Martial Realm, the Great Desolate Chaos Body is so powerful that even if he is hit by a holy weapon head-on, he may not die.
The so-called Ziji Falling Ruler is completely non-threatening!
Seeing Li Hanxue's hand reaching over, Yin Heng was shocked: "Does this guy want his life? Does he want to have a lose-lose fight with me? But the worst result is that you die and I get hurt!"
The Purple Sky Ruler fell hard on Li Hanxue.
At the same time, Li Hanxue's right hand also grabbed Yin Heng's neck.
Clang!
A sound like striking iron shook the entire square. Li Hanxue stood in the square, holding Yin Heng at an angle. Yin Heng's purple ruler fell on Li Hanxue's body, and his skin was not even scratched.
Li Hanxue clapped her left hand and split the Ziji Falling Ruler into two pieces! It dropped to the ground with two bangs.
"Brother!" Yin Yueguang was shocked: "Zhang Suran, let go of my brother!"
Li Hanxue's right hand clasped Yin Heng's neck tightly. Yin Heng, as a peak wild warrior, could not break free even with all his strength.
"As long as your eldest brother is willing to admit defeat, I will naturally let him go." Li Hanxue smiled and said, "Yin Heng, do you want to continue?"
"Let me go, let me go!" Yin Heng still refused to give up. He tried all means, but still could not shake Li Hanxue's Wuzhi Mountain.
Yin Heng looked into Li Hanxue's eyes and found that there was no hostility in the other person's eyes. This look was more despairing than the murderous look. Yin Heng's heart felt cold: "It turns out that this person doesn't regard me as an opponent at all."
"Zhang Suoran, who do you think I am, Yin Heng?" Yin Heng roared like a drowning land duck, his limbs moved together, his face turned red, and he struggled desperately.
His actions were as funny as possible, but no one present could laugh.
Their eyes focused on the man holding Yin Heng, their eyes full of fear.
Most of the people present were defeated in front of Yin Heng. However, Yin Heng was grabbed by the neck by Zhang Suran and forced to surrender and admit defeat.
This is no longer a simple crushing of strength, but one that is completely transcendent and can only be achieved by a level of power that surpasses Yin Heng.
"I'm afraid it can only be done if the Holy Lord comes." Such absurd thoughts appeared in everyone's minds.
"Yin Heng acted like a baby in front of him, playing freely." Liu Xian'er realized that she had far underestimated Li Hanxue.
Long Tianxiang's eyes shone brightly, and he kept chanting the three words "Zhang Suran" in his mouth.
Shi Chen sighed: "It turns out that this boy's own strength is so amazing. It's a pity that he doesn't have the potential of a saint. If he had the potential of a saint, his future would be limitless. It's a pity..."
Seeing how fierce Li Hanxue was, Liao Yong was so frightened that he left the Yinluo Palace: "This Zhang Suoran is too insidious. I didn't expect that his martial arts strength is so amazing. I will never meet him before I become a saint. Otherwise, I will definitely
He will be severely humiliated and disgraced."
"Zhang Suran, let me go, I...I admit defeat."
In the end, Yin Heng was forced to surrender in full view of everyone.
Because he is so helpless, no matter how hard he struggles, it will be useless and will only make him a laughing stock. Watch late-night welfare movies: okdytt