After the tornado turned into a giant, anyone in the ring could see the situation at a glance.

Seeing this scene, Li Yuhan directly twisted his head to the side, not daring to look at what happened next.

Tianphantom Snow's feet kept rubbing the ground back and forth, as if she couldn't sit still.

However, only those with lower strength would feel that Lin Yiran would be killed or seriously injured by Feng Xinglan's attack, and those with stronger strength had already discovered that Lin Yiran's body was wrapped in a wind energy that fluctuated differently from before.

Although this wind energy was much weaker than the wind energy emitted by Feng Xinglan, it was beyond their expectations that Lin Yiran could release such a powerful energy in such a short period of time.

"Bang!"

When the wind giant's big fist slammed into his body, Lin Yiran's entire body sank into the ground, and then he felt that the bones in his whole body were about to fall apart, and he spat out blood.

The Wind Giant exhausted its strength from this punch, and soon dissipated completely in the air.

Li Yuhan wanted to rush to the ring to see Lin Yiran's situation, but was stopped by the middle-aged man she called an elder before, and in the end, she could only look at the ring with tears in her eyes, wanting to see Lin Yiran come out of the pit.

Tian Huanxue's ass had just left the chair, and as soon as she wanted to rush into the ring, she was pressed back by a nameless force, she knew that this was the means used by his father to stop her from rushing into the ring, so she had no choice but to give up.

And Feng Xinglan was hit in the chest by the small fire dragon, and although the whole person looked a little embarrassed, he actually only suffered a small injury.

"It looks like I'll have to change into a new garment before I can continue to worship the church. He gently patted the clothes that had been burned to ashes on his chest, and slowly walked to Lin Yiran, who was lying in the pit on the ground and was vomiting blood, and said coldly: "Lin Yiran, if you have any other skills, just use them quickly!"

Although Feng Xinglan was very calm on the surface, he was actually surprised that Lin Yiran could still stay sober in his heart.

"Then come on!" Lin Yiran suddenly sacrificed the Demon Slaying Sword, controlling it to stab towards Feng Xinglan, and at the same time, he slapped the ground with both hands, turned over and stood up, and used the shapeshifting and shadow change to the extreme, and quickly circled behind Feng Xinglan.

He was glad that he had refined the wind attribute in his body to the extreme before he came here, otherwise he would have been shattered by the full force of the wind giant just now.

It was also the protective shield he summoned that was made of the purest wind energy, which had the effect of assimilating other wind energy, so he was able to dissolve a large part of the wind giant's energy, and finally survived this huge impact.

It's just that although he survived, he was still extremely injured, and now he relied on his tenacious willpower to play this set of combination skills - after all, Feng Xinglan has only suffered a small injury at the moment, so he can't die yet!

"The speed is too slow!" Feng Xinglan moved lightly, showing a strange body technique, easily dodging Lin Yiran's set of combination skills, and then pierced the opponent's shoulder with a sword.

With a sword in his shoulder, Lin Yiran took a few steps back, and smiled bitterly in his heart - Feng Xinglan's strength was originally stronger than him, but now he was seriously injured, neither strength nor speed could pose a threat to Feng Xinglan, and today he was destined to die here!

However, if he failed to seriously injure Feng Xinglan, Lin Yiran would never give up, so he showed determination and began to urge the blood in his body, wanting to explode himself, and desperately injuring Feng Xinglan.

"Want to blow yourself up, no way!" Feng Xinglan has been observing Lin Yiran's movements, in order to prevent Lin Yiran from committing suicide, so Lin Yiran began to urge the blood qi in his body, and he had already slapped Lin Yiran's chest with a palm.

Lin Yiran immediately flew backwards a few feet away, and then fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood again.

He felt the sky shaking, and the aura in his body no longer listened to him, as if his body no longer belonged to him.

Seeing this scene, Li Yuhan rushed to the ring again, but he didn't take a few steps and was pulled back by the middle-aged man of the Li family.

"Elder, please, I won't let you help him, but please let me come over, okay?!" Li Yuhan was already crying at this time, her eyes were red, and her voice was very hoarse.

The middle-aged man shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice: "What's the use of you in the past, dying with him?!"

Hearing what the other party said, Li Yuhan's mind was suddenly confused, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only say repeatedly with a crying voice: "I beg you, I beg you......"

The middle-aged man sighed helplessly, then stretched out his palm and shook it in front of Li Yuhan, and then she fell into the middle-aged man's arms as if she was stunned.

"He's just pretending to be married to you, so why should you take it seriously?" the middle-aged man muttered to himself, placing Li Yuhan in the chair next to him, and continued to pay attention to the battle situation in the ring.

However, the battle in the ring has been decided, and there seems to be no suspense anymore.

"Come on, kill me, and avenge Feng Yangcheng!" Lin Yiran said loudly while spitting blood, it was difficult for him to even turn over now, let alone continue to fight.

Now he just wants to anger Feng Xinglan and force the other party to give him a good time!

"I said it, I will torture you slowly, and I won't let you die so happily!" Feng Xinglan walked towards Lin Yiran with a sly smile, "I want your soul to be tortured after you die!"

After he walked to Lin Yiran's side, he stretched out his right palm emitting black smoke and slapped it at Lin Yiran fiercely.

But when his hand was only halfway out, a red figure was already in front of him, and he was taken aback and wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that it was too late.

"Xue'er!" Feng Xinglan hurriedly hugged the crumbling Heavenly Illusory Snow and shouted at Tianzun: "Uncle Tian, save Xue'er!"

But Tianzun just shook his head helplessly, and there was no movement, and his expression didn't seem to change, as if the one who was beaten was not his daughter.

The guests were all dumbfounded. Because they knew very well that as long as Tianzun was willing, he could stop Tianhuanxue with just a few thoughts, but he was indifferent from beginning to end, it was too cold-blooded—because the palm that Feng Xinglan came out of could make life worse than death!

"Tian Hongyi, this is your biological daughter!" Zhou Deyuan, who was sitting next to him, couldn't stand it anymore, and just wanted to rush into the ring, but was stopped by Tianzun.

Tianzun said lightly to Zhou Deyuan: "Wait a while." ”

Zhou Deyuan looked at Tianzun blankly, his face was first filled with an incredible look, but then it turned into a helpless face.