Thundered!

The jet-black thunder light poured down from the top of Shang Lingqi's head like rain, pouring directly to the top of his head, not to the body protection spirit armor.

Shang Lingqi's body protection spirit armor and treasure armor aura had been shattered, so this terrifying thunder was poured down on Shang Lingqi's head.

The smell of burnt hair and scorched skin spread in an instant, and Shang Lingqi's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

In an instant, his eyes were filled with fear!

This is the first time that Shang Lingqi has been afraid since the start of the Returning Spirit Ranking Tournament, and the first time he has felt the fear of death!

The moment a golden sword light burst out from in front of Ye Zhen, Jian Qianxiong, Yin Changsheng, Wu Mengshan, Yan Cong, and all the people present who were sitting on the chairs all stood up.

The movements are the same, but the expressions are different.

Such as Jian Qianxiong and the like, it was a shock and an unbelievable surprise.

Yin Changsheng, Yan Cong and the others were pure shock and depression, only Wu Mengshan, in addition to the shock on his face, there was also incomparable anxiety, almost the moment he stood up, Wu Mengshan's roar rang out.

"Throw in the towel!"

"We throw in the towel!"

It's a pity that Ye Zhen's heart sword sword light bloomed at the same time as the roar of Wumeng Mountain, and the main cloud of Qingyun Castle Fort, who presided over the battle, just; Even if there is no selfishness, it is too late to react in this case.

Burst!

Shang Lingqi's eyes widened sharply, and his expression became extremely painful.

Under the promotion of the best sword in his hand, or the blessing of the purple spirit in the sword heart, Ye Zhen's sword light directly pierced the best sword worn by Shang Lingqi with a sword, and instantly entered the flesh!

The pain of the sword light entering the flesh brought Shang Lingqi extreme pain, but it also aroused Shang Lingqi's will to survive. He knew very well that at this time, no one could save him, except himself!

The most important thing is that the sharp pain caused by the heart sword piercing into his abdomen offset a part of the paralysis caused by Ye Zhen's terrifying thunder. It gave him the ability to move again.

Burst!

As soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of natal spiritual blood full of spiritual power sprayed wildly towards Ye Zhen's eyes like a blood arrow.

The power of the blood arrow condensed with the blood of the natal spirit can be equivalent to the full force of the five-fold martial artist of the Casting Vein Realm, even Ye Zhen does not dare to take it hard.

Of course, this blood arrow of natal spiritual blood is also extremely costly, after this battle, Shang Lingqi's cultivation will inevitably fall to a small realm, and there will be no year. It is impossible to recover.

Because that mouthful of natal spiritual blood also contains a trace of innate natal spiritual blood.

That is to say, Ye Zhen retreated in a panic under Shang Lingqi's natal spiritual blood.

Taking this opportunity to breathe, Shang Lingqi's figure flickered, and he rushed backwards steeply for thousands of meters, and Ye Zhen's heart sword golden sword light that had not yet dissipated was almost withdrawn from his body in his wild retreat.

At a glance, there was a large opening of more than five inches in front of and back in his chest and abdomen. While the blood was spurting wildly, even the broken intestines and internal organs inside could be seen.

And Ye Zhen had just defused Shang Lingqi's attack from this natal spirit blood arrow. This natal spirit blood arrow, when Ye Zhen retreated, even smashed Ye Zhen's purple jade battle armor, bringing out a big blood groove on Ye Zhen's face.

If Ye Zhen reacts slowly, there will be no problem in blinding Ye Zhen's eye!

And it was this natal spirit blood arrow that made Ye Zhen lose the opportunity to kill Shang Lingqi.

Yun Chongxiao, who was presiding over the competition, blocked in front of Ye Zhen and Shang Lingqi in a timely manner.

Shang Lingqi, whose face was as pale as paper, looked at the moment when Yun Chongxiao blocked in front of him. As soon as the expression was relieved, the eyes were dark, and he fell backwards!

"Lingqi!"

In the cry of grief, Wu Mengshan, the head of Tianluo Sect, rushed to the competition platform, and the phantom flashed. He took Shang Lingqi down the competition platform.

Almost instantaneously, Wu Mengshan and the other two elders of the Tianluo Sect surrounded Shang Lingqi in the middle in a triangle, and the majestic spiritual power immediately covered Shang Lingqi tightly like a cloud.

All that was left was the huge pool of blood all over the ground.

The entire tournament is as quiet as a ghost domain!

They all stared at Ye Zhen with dead eyes!

No one expected that Ye Zhen would be able to win so cleanly! If it weren't for the competition, without the presence of the elders, Shang Lingqi would have already confessed.

The most important thing is that Ye Zhen is almost unharmed, if the blood groove on his cheek is not an injury.

In the next moment, the chatter of bees and ants erupted.

"How did you win?"

"How did this Ye really win, why didn't I see it clearly?"

"I don't know, I just saw Shang Lingqi's body stop, and he was hit! How do I feel that Shang Lingqi is distracted, otherwise, how could he stand there stupidly and not move?"

"Isn't it? It's almost like sending you to death, how can you look at this battle and why you can't understand it?"

Not far away, Nian Xinghe looked at Luo Xin, whose expression had become sluggish, and he no longer had any desire to speak up and mock.

On the side, Feng Qingyue's eyes were already brightened to the extreme, with surprise in surprise, looking at Ye Zhen's eyes, it was completely different.

As for Tian Guizhang, if it weren't for the presence of Sect Leader Jian Qianxiong, I'm afraid he would have laughed out loud.

Ye Zhen has today's appearance, and his recommendation is indispensable, and it is conceivable that Ye Zhen will be more valued than after the end of the Returning Spirit Conference, which will bring him a steady stream of benefits.

Offstage, Jian Qianxiong was also thinking, to be honest, he didn't understand how Ye Zhen won this battle, but it was by no means Shang Lingqi who was stupid.

The moment Shang Lingqi looked stupid, it should have been Ye Zhen's tricks.

"This kid, there are endless miraculous secret techniques! But I like it!"

In an instant, Jian Qianxiong was happy and gave a thumbs up to Ye Zhen on the stage.

Ye Zhen won this competition, and there is no problem in reaching the top three, and with Ye Zhen's current appearance, it is also possible to compete for the first place, can he not be happy?

Yun Chongxiao, who was presiding over the competition, stared at Ye Zhen suspiciously, when he was presiding over the competition in the sky, at that moment, a faint suction force came, could it be Ye Zhen?

Suddenly, Yun Chongxiao found that Ye Zhen, who he didn't look at all, had become a big problem.

After a thrilling battle, the competition continued, but the result of this battle had an extremely far-reaching impact on this year's Returning Spirit Ranking Tournament.

Shang Lingqi, the son of the Demon Voice, was in danger of dying, seriously injured and dying, at least today, he would never be able to participate in the battle, in other words, Shang Lingqi only won three rounds of the five rounds of martial arts competition on the second day, lost to Ye Zhen in the fourth round, and no matter who was drawn in the fifth round, he could only admit defeat.

The direct loss of 20 points has already made Shang Lingqi lose the possibility of competing for the first place, and even have the possibility of falling out of the top three.

If Shang Lingqi falls out of the top three, then the possibility of such a Tianluo Gate winning the final victory will become zero.

Shang Lingqi had an accident, Wu Mengshan did his best to heal Shang Lingqi's injuries, and the person who presided over the Returning Spirit Competition was replaced by Yun Chongxiao and Jian Qianxiong taking turns to host.

However, the battles after that, until the end of the fifth round, did not have any outstanding features, most of them were directly recognized, and only a few pairs would go shopping.

In this case, the casualties are very limited, not to mention deaths, or even serious injuries.

Before nightfall, the next day's martial arts competition ended early, but many martial artists were looking forward to it.

Perhaps because of the number of days, the most anticipated competitions were all on the last day.

So far, among the first group, among Ye Zhen, Yan Yijun, Yun Ce, and Shang Lingqi, there have only been two battles, and there should have been six battles between the four.

In other words, on the third day, there will be four extremely exciting and intense high-intensity battles, which will be very intense.

However, this is also a great test of the fighting ability of the warriors, two high-intensity battles in a row, if one is not careful, you will lose the whole game.

The second night of Xianguang Mountain was much calmer than the first.

At the end of the battle the next day, among the individual points, only Ye Zhen and Yan Yijun maintained a winning record.

However, this does not mean that the last warriors to compete for the first place will be Ye Zhen and Yan Yijun.

One qiē, it depends on tomorrow's four battles.

The total number of points is still far ahead of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, and after two days, it is 60 points ahead of the second-place Tianluo Gate and 70 points ahead of Qingyun Castle.

As for the Immortal Sect and Wanxinglou, they are still playing soy sauce.

Wan Xinglou's two days of points add up, and it is only one hundred and thirty points, which is only half of the Sun Moon God Sect, even if Yan Yijun can get the first place, Wan Xinglou wants to win the final victory, it is very hanging.

Because of this, Yan Cong, the owner of Wanxing Tower, has changed his goal very wisely.

"Yi Jun, tomorrow you will have two high-intensity battles, respectively against Shang Lingqi and Ye Zhen! Look at the order of tomorrow's competition, if you are in front of Shang Lingqi, I hope you can save your strength." ”

Speaking of this, Yan Cong's expression suddenly became extremely hideous, "It is unlikely that we will seize this spiritual vein, I only hope that you can take Ye Zhen's head in tomorrow's battle!"

"Fourth uncle, I will! Anyone with the blood of the Yan family on his hands will have to pay for it with blood! It's just that Yan Yijun's expression suddenly hesitated.

"Just what?"

"Fourth uncle, Ye Zhen's means of defeating Shang Lingqi today, I haven't figured it out until now, even if it's Sun Xianfeng, I don't know"

"What, are you scared?" Yan Cong glanced at Yan Yijun coldly.

"I'm afraid, how can it be? It's just an unknown secret technique, what's so terrible? Will I have fewer secret techniques? Fourth uncle, tomorrow's battle, you can rest assured!" Yan Yijun's iron fist slammed together. (To be continued......)

ps: It's late, it was supposed to be updated at half past six. The lightning burst stopped the electricity for a long time, and beware of the R1292 that the liver was scared