After coughing several times, Xiao Yi woke up with pain all over his body.
Because there were many people watching, Liu Yan quickly pretended to be like a good fiancée and asked with concern: "How are you? Are you okay?"
In response, Xiao Yi just nodded stiffly.
Now his injury is very serious, and it feels like even a word can cause pain.
However, the battle in the direction of the ring still caught his attention.
Unexpectedly, Yan Guotian has already started working with the deputy sect leaders of the four sects.
And judging by his momentum, this guy seems to be able to hold on when he fights one against four.
"No, I want to get up."
Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and asked Liu Yan to help him stand up.
Looking at that anxious look, it felt like there was something urgent to deal with.
This made Liu Yan confused. In this situation, he didn't just sit down and heal.
But Xiao Yi still persisted, paying close attention to the direction of the battle and Yan Guotian's situation.
There is a problem, there is definitely a problem.
Liu Yan frowned slightly, and a woman's sixth sense told her that the relationship between Xiao Yi and Yan Guotian was not that simple.
Looking back, those people who were blasted out of the ancient tree were lying on the ground, motionless, with no breath at all.
Only Xiao Yi was seriously injured, but nothing serious.
And Xiao Yi is also the only one who was picked up by Yan Guotian instead of being blown away.
There was a sudden loud bang, and a terrifying wave of air erupted from the direction of the battlefield, sweeping across the entire area.
Those with weak cultivation were blown away directly, wailing.
The true disciples and the older generation who have high cultivation level will also be thrown over and rolled over in such a violent wind.
Xiao Yi and Liu Yan both fell back, stumbling all the way, unable to stop, until they hit a wall, and then they stabilized their bodies.
My God, this momentum is amazing, so terrifying.
This is the battle at the seventh level of the Holy Realm, and it is really not something everyone can participate in.
Xiao Yi was already injured and had not recovered much strength. It would be unbearable to bear such a storm again.
But he still paid close attention to the direction of the battle and stared at the scattered dust.
After the others calmed down, they stretched their necks one by one and were extremely nervous.
Many people have noticed that the auras of Lei Heng, Huoyunshan, Bingqingyun, and Feng Wuya have weakened significantly, while Yan Guotian's aura has only increased.
This is not a good thing.
See it clearly, see it clearly, everyone is frightened.
All I saw was Yan Guotian standing with his head held high, a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and his fighting spirit was still there.
The four deputy sect masters knelt on one knee, each one vomiting blood and looking slumped.
Impossible, unbelievable, four against one, it’s impossible to win.
Yan Guotian could only be heard laughing loudly: "I said that my four-phase divine skill is unrivaled in the world, so you should accept it now."
Although I don’t know what this guy did, it seems that he did win a victory against four.
No, it’s not over yet, it’s too early to draw a conclusion now.
I only saw Lei Heng, Huo Yunshan, Bing Qingyun, and Feng Wuya gritting their teeth one by one, pushing up their momentum, and struggling to get up, as if they wanted to continue fighting.
"Okay, you are worthy of being the successor of my senior brother and senior sister, you look good."
From beginning to end, Yan Guotian regarded himself as a senior, and his arrogance was boundless.
However, he did not take it lightly. He clapped his hands violently, first clasped his hands together, and then slowly separated them, condensing a powerful air ball.
Before everyone could recover, they realized something was wrong. The thunderous electricity, raging fire, Xuantian strong wind, and biting cold air in their bodies were all overflowing uncontrollably.
Oh my god, Yan Guotian wants to absorb everyone's thunder, fire, ice and wind for a last-ditch effort.
Xiao Yi immediately suppressed the flow of thunder power in his body, but he tried his best to suppress it, but he could only slow it down.
The same goes for other people, completely unable to prevent their own thunder, fire, and ice wind from being sucked away.
Even the four deputy sect leaders were unable to resist and could only watch Yan Guotian grow stronger little by little.
"What are you waiting for? Let's do it quickly."
Some people couldn't help shouting.
Or the older generation saw the clues.
Yan Guotian can absorb thunder, fire and ice wind while fighting to replenish the losses during the battle.
The four deputy sect masters could only become more and more tired as they fought, consuming a lot of energy.
After surviving the most difficult moment, Yan Guotian finally reversed the unfavorable situation with one against four.
Now everyone is panicking, this does not mean they have lost.
The four majestic sects were actually defeated at the hands of one person. Even if this person had a good background, it was quite humiliating and unwilling.
As long as Yan Guotian absorbs more thunder, fire, ice and wind to replenish it, Yan Guotian will return to its full state and even surpass the past.
On horseback, Tiance's four-phase magical power really restrained the four major sects to death.
No, if we continue like this, we will definitely lose.
I can no longer watch Yan Guotian suck the thunder, fire and ice wind from everyone.
Lei Heng, Huo Yunshan, Bing Qingyun, and Feng Wuya decided to make a desperate move, gathering all their remaining strength into one punch, one palm, one finger and one leg.
If the four deputy sect leaders can't win together, what's the point of losing face?
I don’t care if you are a young master or not, but let’s talk about it first.
Under everyone's hopeful gaze, Lei Heng, Huo Yunshan, Bing Qingyun, and Feng Wuya attacked Yan Guotian again, and the two sides fought again.
"Well done, follow my move."
Not to be outdone, Yan Guotian roared violently and pushed out the air mass condensed with thunder, fire, ice and wind in his hand.
The four deputy sect leaders had no way out and could only press forward.
The power of the seventh level of the Holy Realm, a powerful stunt that combines thunder, fire, ice and wind, can forcefully fight four pure cultivations of the same level.
I only saw the two sides colliding head-on, with fists and kicks clashing with each other.
The explosive sound and terrifying momentum made the world tremble violently.
This time, everyone stayed away from the fighting area, but they still couldn't withstand the violent wind, and they staggered one by one.
Xiao Yi looked at it with wide eyes, silently blessing him in his heart.
The two warring parties, who were at a stalemate at the beginning, soon decided the winner.
Four deputy sect masters were blown away, blood spurted out, and they were seriously injured.
The air mass gathering thunder, fire, ice and wind in Yan Guotian's hand collapsed, and his momentum plummeted. He also half-knelt on the ground, his face pale.
This scene is obviously a lose-lose situation.
But it doesn’t matter, there are still so many people from the four major sects, and if they attack together, victory is certain.
Yan Guotian was also aware of the current situation, and quickly stretched out his hand to absorb more thunder, fire, ice and wind, but was shocked to find that he could not use the Four Phases of Heavenly Strategy.
This guy has reached his limit, and everyone is ecstatic.
Lei Jiu, Lei Jue, Luo Beichuan, Princess Yinyue, Shi Ganchong, and Huo Ling'er all breathed a sigh of relief.
Although I don’t know what happened and the situation was reversed, it’s good to win.
But Xiao Yi couldn't be happy, and his face sank instead.
Regardless of how many people there were, they all gathered around Yan Guotian, intent on capturing him alive.
"Asshole, damn it!"
The good situation ended like this. Yan Guotian was unwilling to accept it and activated the technique again, but it still had no effect.
Seeing that the four major sects are about to gather around.
At this moment, something rushed into the battlefield at a fast speed and with a sharp roar, hitting everyone's tense nerves.
A flag burning with blood and fire was thrust into the ground.