The ground arched high, as if there was a huge earth dragon passing under it, the ground cracked like a spider's web, and at an extremely fast speed, it spread towards Ye Chu's feet, and in the middle of the air was overwhelming like lightning, and Feng Luan's body was filled with an extremely oppressive aura.

In the face of this terrifying offensive, most of the disciples on the spotter felt that their breath was suffocating, and it became extremely difficult, and even many of them unconsciously opened their mouths wide and raised their hands to cover their hearts.

However, Ye Chu lowered her head slightly under the nervous gaze of everyone, looking at her spread white palm, which stood firmly in place, without moving, until the cold wind that rose from the wind luan, she sighed lightly, clenched her palms into fists, and shouted coldly, "Burst." ”

The vitality between heaven and earth suddenly became extremely violent, like a flood that opened the floodgates, surging towards the Yanwu platform, the temperature around it rose sharply, and the pillars of fire rose from the ground like a volcano that was erupting, and the power of sharp gold mixed in it instantly cut the ground of the Yanwu platform to pieces. The sparks in the sky burst out, and in the midst of the rolling smoke and dust, Feng Luan, who sensed that something was wrong, shrank his pupils sharply, and the spiritual light under his feet flickered frequently, using his body technique to the extreme, and his body flickered like a ghost, passing through these pillars of fire.

The pillars of fire surrounded a fire prison, locking Feng Luan's whole person firmly in it, and the dense pillars of fire connected into a sea of fire, even if Feng Luan increased his speed to the extreme, he still could dodge one, but he couldn't dodge two. What's more, the power of sharp gold continued to overflow from the pillar of fire of this Dao, and her talisman jade pendant only lasted for a moment before turning into powder and scattering it. The long sword in his hand swung left and right, and gradually, Feng Luan's breath became heavy, and the tossing and moving light spirit figure slowly became heavy and sluggish, and the already tattered clothes became more and more ragged, and there were even more scorched marks on it.

The victory ticket was firmly in her hands, but Ye Chu did not show the slightest joy, and even a little depressed in her expression, after that, she shook her head and sighed slightly, raised her legs, stepped forward, and in the surprised eyes of everyone who looked at the neurosis, she actually stood up, like an arrow off the string, and rushed into the dense flame prison.

So is this thing crazy? Or, just can't wait to make a dead hand? That's the junior sister in charge! Under the gaze of hundreds of surprised eyes, Ye Chu had a yin face, like a swimming fish, swimming in the dense pillar of fire, her figure was silent like a ghost, flashing around Feng Luan's body, her white and slender fingers rose together, and from time to time she touched and walked on Feng Luan's body, repeatedly.

This kind of action, once or twice, is enough to attract everyone's attention, not to mention, after ten or eight times, everyone feels that something is wrong here. However, as the target of the attack, Feng Luan did not have the slightest consciousness, the whole person was like a demon, and there was no Ye Chu in his red eyes, but he just blindly danced wildly with the long sword wrapped in the bright sword, and set off a series of dazzling sword lights, colliding heavily with the pillar of fire that rose to the sky.

What's going on?! The heart was full of thick doubts, the aftermath of Rao is swinging was a little dazzling, and the dense sweat was forced out on his forehead, and the onlookers refused to retreat, let alone easily look away, looking directly at the scene in front of them, looking forward to the next step of this rather strange battle.

Nineteen, twenty ...... Forty-five, forty-six, forty-seven, just when everyone was silently counting the number of Ye Chu's fingers, not knowing what the end was, with Ye Chu's forty-ninth fingers, "Qiang!" A clear sword roar stirred, and on the martial arts platform, the howling fierce wind and the dense blazing pillar of fire were instantly subdued by the cold sword intent that swept out.

The smoke and dust that rolled in the sky slowly dispersed, and in the center of the ruined Yanwu platform, Feng Luan's face as white as paper showed two lines of blood and tears flowing down the corners of his eyes, and his face was hideous like a ghost. Her chest rose and fell violently, panting heavily, and the long sword in her hand had already flown out at some point, far away from her body, and slanted into the ground, her whole body swaying, completely looking like the end of a strong crossbow.

And the reason why she hasn't fallen to the ground yet is entirely because of two fingers. Ye Chu's two white and slender fingers rose together, firmly against the center of Feng Luan's eyebrows, bearing all her weight, so that Feng Luan, who had completely lost his strength, could still stand in the field.

A smile finally appeared on his gloomy face, and under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, Ye Chu slowly withdrew his fingers, slowly stepped out, glanced at Si Mingyang deeply, tugged at the corners of his mouth, turned over and smashed a knife on the back of Feng Luan's neck. There was a moment of silence in the audience, and after that, the sound of "hiss......" gasping for cold air became one, how dare she!

"Poof!" The red eyes, which had no focal length, slowly closed, and Feng Luan's figure shook slightly, and he fell heavily to the ground. Si Mingyang smiled all over his face, and nodded to Ye Chu with some appreciation, but the clenched fist hidden in his sleeve couldn't help but increase his strength a few points.

Raising his hand, putting the sword back into the sheath, and dusting off the dust on his robe by the way, Ye Chu paced slowly and leisurely, and walked step by step to the bloodless Shen Chai, looking at him eager to curl up in a ball and burrow into the cracks in the ground, the smile on the corner of her mouth was even brighter, "Then you see, I told you, relying on mountains and mountains is not reliable." ”

Seeing the bright smile on Ye Chu's face, Shen Chai seemed to have fallen into the ice cellar, only to feel that a chill pierced into the bone marrow, as soon as he thought of Ye Chu's ruthless methods, his body trembled involuntarily, facing Feng Luan, relying on Feng Luan behind her back, she could still be so ruthless, not to mention, it was against herself......

The more he thought about it, the more cold his heart became, the situation couldn't have been worse, the despair in his heart piled up, instead of making him depressed, it seemed to arouse a little blood in Shen Chai, his only remaining palm clenched into a fist, straightened his neck, and a face covered with blood was raised, a pair of scarlet and blood-colored eyes stared at Ye Chu viciously, his lips moved slightly, and he let out a vague snort. (To be continued.) )