Only then did they know that there was such a big grudge between Yang Ping'an and Gao Baolin, it seemed that the two had to fight this time, not only to fight, but also to fight endlessly, and everyone outside the stadium was looking forward to it.

Ping An moved his muscles and bones, pulled out the earthquake on his waist, and walked towards Gao Baolin, Gao Baolin took out his long sword, looked at Ping An vigilantly, the whole secret realm became extremely quiet, the only sound was the footsteps of Ping An and Gao Baolin's gasp, the tension caused by the two of them being still and moving infected everyone outside, including the masters on the high platform, who were holding their breath when they saw this, for fear of disturbing the two.

Murong Yanyu looked at the two people who were getting closer and closer, clenched his fists nervously, and kept praying for peace in his heart.

In the prayer of Murong Yanyu, Ping An took the preemptive strike, wielding Shaking Heaven to attack first, Gao Baolin was on guard for a long time, and immediately reacted, stabbing at Ping An in the heart, Ping An was on the side of his body, dodging the attack, Shaking changed direction, smashed the sword on the long sword to block the sword, and smashed it against Gao Baolin's chest.

Gao Baolin's middle door was wide open, and when he saw that the sledgehammer in Ping'an's hand was about to smash on his chest, a gray light flashed, and a thick gray mist erupted from Gao Baolin's chest.

Ping An was stunned by the scene in front of him, it was the first time he had seen such a strange attack, watching the human face getting closer and closer to him, Ping An was surprised to find that this human face looked like the dead Li Jianwei, especially the resentful look on his face, which was extremely similar to Murong's description of Li Jianwei's appearance before his death.

Looking at the gray face in front of him, Ping An swept and wanted to shatter it, but the attack passed through the face, which had no effect on it, and Ping An watched the face swoop into the body and disappear.

Immediately after that, Ping An felt that the blood in his body was agitated, and a lot of blood rushed out along the pores, and Ping An instantly turned into a blood gourd and stood there motionless, and he understood why Gao Baolin proposed not to use his subordinates, because the human face needs to enter the cultivator's body before it can be attacked, and if there are many people, it cannot be guaranteed to act directly on himself.

Because of his arrogance, Ping An once again suffered a big loss.

Gao Baolin, who released his face, was also uncomfortable, it seemed that a lot of energy had been consumed, but it was much better compared to Ping'an.

Gao Baolin looked at Ping'an, who was standing there motionless, sneered, and instantly rushed to Ping'an with his feet on the ground, and slashed down at Ping'an's neck with the sword in his hand.

Ping An looked at the sword that was getting closer and closer to him, and suddenly urged the power qi in his body, with a crisp sound, Ping An's whole person burned, and the huge wave of qi deflected Gao Baolin's attack, and the sword slid down, slashing along Ping An's left chest, and with a bang, one arm was cut off from Ping An's body and was ruthlessly cut off by the sword.

The blazing white flames forced the gray face back from his body, and Ping An instantly regained control of his body, enduring the pain on his arm, he shook the sky and smashed it hard against Gao Baolin, who was close at hand, with a muffled sound, Gao Baolin flew in response, and Ping An stood in place and frowned, because his attack just now did not hit Gao Baolin, but was blocked by the gray mist that had just withdrawn from his body.

Ping An was really shocked by this gray gas, this thing can not only be transformed into an illusory body, but also into an entity, and the defense is still so high, this thing withstood his full strength, it was not broken, although it was close to collapse by his own flames and attacks, but he still escaped with Gao Baolin.

The audience outside didn't expect things to turn out like this, in their minds, with Yang Ping'an's strength, they couldn't catch Gao Baolin, but the reality was that Gao Baolin almost killed Yang Ping'an, if he didn't make the flame in the end, I'm afraid he would have died.

Ping'an looked at Gao Baolin, who was staggering back, laughed cruelly, and took advantage of the other party's unstable foothold, all the acupoints in his legs were opened, and instantly appeared beside Gao Baolin, the evil emperor slashed ruthlessly towards the other party, Gao Baolin didn't expect Yang Ping'an to be so perverted, his left arm was gone, but he was not affected, looking at the sledgehammer that was close at hand, he hurriedly urged the sword to meet it.

When there was a crisp sound, the gray mist dissipated directly in the attack, and Gao Baolin after the mist was smashed away by Ping An along with the long sword, just when Ping An was about to continue the pursuit, Gao Baolin in the retreat spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, and drew a mysterious talisman in the air, the talisman entered Gao Baolin's body, and boom, a large cloud of gray gas gushed out from Gao Baolin's body, and the gray gas filled Gao Baolin's surroundings, and a terrifying human face appeared inside, and he let out a silent roar at Ping An in the distance.

Ping An looked at the strange scene in front of him, stopped his attack, and looked towards the opposite side with a solemn expression.

As soon as he glanced at it, he didn't even see how many faces there were, and he was surprised to see that these resentful faces were actually attacking Gao Baolin.

Gao Baolin didn't expect his trick to turn out like this, just when he wanted to force out the essence blood to feed these unjust souls, the attack of these unjust souls arrived, and more than a dozen distorted human faces pounced into Gao Baolin's body, Gao Baolin wailed in pain, and his body exploded into a rain of blood and disappeared into the secret realm.

Ping An looked at Gao Baolin who disappeared in front of him with palpitations, and still thought of the terrifying scene just now in his mind.

After the battle just now, the pride in Ping'an's heart was shattered again, if it wasn't for Gao Baolin being counterattacked, I'm afraid it would be himself who lost, although his own flame has the effect of restraining the human face, but there are too many human faces, as long as he has one negligence, then he will die of himself.

The audience outside was also frightened by this thrilling battle, Gao Baolin's things were too evil, those faces looked like dead souls, so infiltrating, but the power was surprising, if he hadn't been counterattacked in the end, everyone knew that he should have won in the end. But there are not so many ifs in the world, and if there is a terrifying exercise like his, if there is no backlash limit, I am afraid that he can directly call the master of the Banli King.

As for Yang Ping'an, he also showed terrifying combat power, the most important thing is that he can control the flame, this kind of ability is very rare, the whole country does not seem to have appeared, and in the end he also won the final battle with his flame and strength, which is well deserved, after all, no one knows whether Yang Ping'an still has hole cards.

The life-and-death battle between the two of them opened their eyes, and also let the people of Juyun City know the strength of Juyun Academy, not to mention anything else, Yang Ping'an and Gao Baolin are not the two that other colleges can cultivate, it seems that Juyun Academy is still the first college in Juyun City.

The other academies looked at the battle in front of them and knew that it was not realistic for them to bring down Juyun Academy this year, they still had a big gap with the other party, and it seemed that they had to continue to work hard.

As for the masters of Juyun Academy, they breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the purpose of their public assessment this time had finally been achieved, and their efforts for more than a year had been in vain.

In the end, when Gao Baolin and Yang Ping'an walked out of the secret realm, they both received applause and encouragement, Gao Baolin's face was pale, he took a deep breath with palpitations, turned his head to look at Ping'an with a calm face, and said fiercely: "Count yourself lucky, you won't be so lucky in the future." ”

"Each other, if you are eaten back in reality, it will be a rain of blood now. Ping An smiled at Gao Baolin and replied.

Gao Baolin almost blew up his lungs after seeing it, snorted coldly, and turned back to the team.

Ping An was calm on the surface, but his heart was very solemn, and he kept thinking about how to crack the other party's attack by himself, until Murong Yan Rain Bucket woke up by himself.

Murong Yanyu looked at the absent-minded Ping An and asked, "Why are you still thinking about the battle just now?"

"Yes, originally I thought that I would have no opponents in the Lizun Realm, but now it seems that I am narrow-minded, there are many capable people in the world, who dares to say that I must be the strongest, just like Gao Baolin, the gray mist he uses, I can't find a way to deal with it. Ping An replied with emotion, this was what he said in his heart at this time, and he was a little proud and complacent before.