While everyone was anxiously waiting, the white smoke gradually dissipated, and slowly, two vague figures could be seen standing in the white smoke, like a lighthouse in the fog, bringing hope to the lost crew.

"Yay!" There was a cheer in the crowd, after all, Yang Xiaotian was from his own academy, and after experiencing such a depressing battle just now, he was still standing on it at this moment, how could he not make the senior brothers present excited.

The bald middle-aged man had a gloomy face, and he was extremely dissatisfied in his heart, but he was helpless, this Yang Xiaotian was a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard.

Feng Yu's heart calmed down slightly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Dashan and the fat man also cheered, after all, just now I thought that Xiaotian was more auspicious, but I didn't expect that he was just a piece of iron, and it was useless to fight.

"You're done! It's my turn. Yang Xiaotian said lightly.

The ice floe looked stunned, and his steps unconsciously took a step back, as if Yang Xiaotian had given him endless pressure.

I saw Yang Xiaotian's mind invade the storage ring, a long sword appeared, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, closed his eyes and felt the breath of the long sword, as if the long sword also had life, in an instant, the man and the sword seemed to be one, raised his hand and split out, a sharp sword qi split the air in front of him into two sides, and the sword qi marks still continued to fly towards the ice floe, accompanied by the sound of the long sword, there was a great momentum to kill everything in front of him.

Seeing this, the ice floe hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, a pair of wings as thin as silk appeared on his back, the wings were transparent, but the wing bones in the middle were clearly visible. He flapped his wings a few times, and the man quickly rose into the air, flying away like a flying crane, hanging high in the air.

Yang Xiaotian then used the "Lightning Thunder" martial art, striking out towards the ice floe, and in an instant, lightning rushed towards the ice floe in the air like a flying sword.

Just when everyone thought that this battle would be the same as the last battle with Fuyun, ten thousand swords pierced.

Suddenly, the ice floe flapped its wings a few times, and its body flickered, moving up and down, left and right, dodging the lightning that hit one after another.

"Wow!

"He was in the air. The crowd sighed.

The bald middle-aged man nodded proudly, this is the power of our hawk-billed white crane martial spirit, it can't help but be fast, it can fly, and it can also flicker in the air.

Yang Xiaotian's eyebrows tightened, and his brain quickly thought, although this eagle-beaked white crane was as strong as a man, he believed that it must have shortcomings. At this moment, he was keenly aware that sweat began to ooze from the forehead of the ice floe, and his breathing was a little short.

"Found it. I saw that the corners of Yang Xiaotian's mouth rose slightly, and he began to continuously use the "lightning and thunder" martial arts, and now the consumption of his soul power by the lightning and thunder martial arts is not as great as before, and suddenly lightning raged in the air, like beating notes, sometimes high and sometimes low, far and near, and accompanied by the sound of "Piri crackling", which made people feel frightened.

We ordinary people will be frightened by the sound of lightning when walking under the thunderstorm, at this moment the ice floe body keeps flickering and moving in the lightning rain, and the deafening thunder and lightning sound keeps coming from his ears, which makes him suffer a great deal of physical and psychological suffering, and the loss of soul power is more serious, at this moment his breathing becomes more rapid, and the speed of flickering is also significantly reduced.

"What a keen sense of smell!" exclaimed the crowd.

At this moment, the bald middle-aged man's face began to become ugly, but he didn't expect that Bing'er, who was at the fourth level of his Soul Growth Realm, was forced to be like this by a little-known second-level freshman of the Soul Growth Realm. He was able to discover the Achilles' heel of his family's martial soul hawk-billed white crane, in order to ensure speed, the consumption of soul power was greater, so the staying power was not long, especially when the air flickered to avoid attacks, the consumption of soul power was extremely large, so their strategy was to fight quickly, and the faster they fought, the more beneficial it would be for them.

Finally, a bolt of lightning fell on the ice floe, and his body fell heavily on the battlefield like a boulder falling freely. His mouth was foaming, his face was a little dark, and his hair stood up like wire.

Yang Xiaotian walked slowly towards the ice floe, and then, raising his Ling'er sword, he stabbed straight down at the heart of the ice floe.

"Stop!" the bald middle-aged man turned pale and scolded loudly, like a mad bull. He only has this one son left, how can he be willing to die on the battle platform again, think about it, his two sons, the two brothers Floating Ice and Floating Cloud, are extremely talented, especially Floating Cloud, in the same realm, they are almost invincible existence, as soon as they enter the academy, they have been trained by the Eastern Capital Royal Academy, which is the pride of the entire family and a role model for the younger generation in the family. It was because of this demonic young man in front of him that his Yun'er was killed, and now he is going to kill his Bing'er, how can he not make him crazy.

Yang Xiaotian raised his head, a sinister smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to raise his hand and continue to go down.

"You'll regret it!" the bald middle-aged man stared at Yang Xiaotian deadly.

Yang Xiaotian didn't pay attention to it, and the long sword continued to plunge straight down.

Suddenly, an extremely strong air pressure hit from the side, blowing Yang Xiaotian and his long sword directly to the ground.

There was a burst of boos from the crowd.

"Father!" shouted the bald middle-aged man to his knees.

"You can't even kill a student of the Soul Elder Realm! The Bai family's face has made you lose everything. The person who came was Bai Chuan, the chief elder of the Bai family, and I saw him reprimand angrily. Then he turned his head, and a pair of sword-like eyes shot directly at Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian felt an extremely cold gaze coming, he got up, looked up, and a bald old man appeared in front of him, his eyes were extremely sharp, but he was not afraid, and sneered: "This is your Bai family's style of doing things!"

"Doll, you are so bold, you killed my Bai family's Fuyun grandson, and now you want to kill my floating ice grandson. Even if you have ten heads today, you won't be able to cut off them!" said the bald old man Bai Chuan slowly, and a chill emanated from the old man's voice.

In an instant, the scene became extremely quiet, and everyone was amazed in their hearts, this was the momentum of the chief elder of the Bai family, the strong momentum of a king.

"Senior Bai, this son is my student Yang Xiaotian, the day before yesterday and Fuyun challenged, the sword has no eyes, killed Fuyun, your uncle didn't say that he died in a conspiracy, so Yang Xiaotian and Floe Ice fought today. Please also ask the seniors to be clear!" Elder Lan Ze explained.

"Our elders are talking to him in such a low voice, what is so great about him. One of the people in the crowd whispered.

"Shhhh