The sudden surge of colorful energy, like a flood that broke the embankment, surged towards Yang Yan in an instant, and the momentum seemed to engulf Yang Yan in an instant. Yang Yan's figure also disappeared without a trace at this moment, and at this time, he had no direction to escape at all. Even if he didn't mention whether Doreen would stop him, even these twenty lower gods were enough to make him exhausted, and it was estimated that in the end, he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

Drink!

The twenty lower gods, whose momentum was extraordinary, suddenly shouted violently, causing the entire world to tremble slightly, and the pace was the same, even the movements at the moment of the shot were exactly the same.

"Hmph!" Yang Yan's figure instantly froze and stopped, through his powerful divine sense, he instantly understood that among these people, the two behind him were relatively weaker. And now it's getting closer to him. With a cold snort, the sword qi in his body instantly skyrocketed, and the Yulong Sword instantly covered his whole body, forming an impermeable protective layer, but this protective layer was invisible to anyone.

In an instant, all the energy on the fists of the twenty people hit Yang Yan's body. The two people behind him slammed Yang Yan's clothes with their fists, and the clothes were instantly shattered and turned into dust. All the energy was finally vented at this moment, and the energy ripples of this color were like the vast sea, 'swinging' up a huge 'wave' and 'wave', spreading out to the surroundings. Everywhere they passed, there was a whirring sound, and some of the weaker people turned pale for a while, and they took a few steps back. But all the grass on the ground fell to the ground, and not a single one of them was broken.

Doreen didn't expect Yang Yan to start with such a ritual at all, and she wanted to know if Yang Yan would still exist when these energies dissipated. There was finally a trace of solemnity and worry in her clear eyes, she naturally knew that Yang Yan's talent was good, but it would be a pity if she disappeared like this. In the past, those who participated in the test were all standing on the edge of the grass, trying to collide with the least number of people.

"My lord, will he?" said a very standard-looking maid beside Doreen, who frowned, leaned over, and said softly.

Doreen raised her arms slightly, did not speak, and her eyes were firmly fixed on the center of the energy burst, expecting Yang Yan's appearance. Yang Yan did not disappoint her, and when the energy dissipated, Yang Yan's breath also reappeared in an instant, except for the broken clothes, there were no scars.

In the collision just now, although the Yulong Sword had lost most of its strength, the strength of the twenty lower gods was indeed not to be underestimated. The accumulation of small amounts also made Yang Yan's internal organs churn for a while, but he did not admit defeat, but he did not give up, his fists were tightly clenched around his waist, ready to go, his body suddenly turned around, and two 'bang' sounds suddenly resounded throughout the grass, and the next moment, he saw the two of them flying out upside down, flying all the way, and actually sprinkled a blood mist.

When she saw Yang Yan, Doreen's face finally showed a hint of a smile, but this smile was full of relief. Even the powerful median gods, in the face of the neat attacks of the twenty lower gods, did not dare to say that they could be unscathed. And Yang Yan in front of him, with his own strength, has already made his status in Doreen's heart rise a lot. Even the girl who began to sarcastically mock Yang Yan was full of shock.

On the grassland, after repelling the two of them, Yang Yan did not pause at all, compared to those lower gods, his speed was undoubtedly much faster. The others were still preparing for the next attack, and they saw Yang Yan's ghostly figure quickly flashing through the grass, leaving a string of afterimages wherever they passed. The fists were clenched tightly, and a trace of thick cyan 'color' energy continued to linger in the fists, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time. These people in front of him are obviously trained, and if they don't knock them down, they will only end up dying.

Rumble......

The fist flew sideways, and the cyan energy flashed through the air like a ghost, striking hard at a tall man. The man's ** mouth suddenly sunk inward, and the next moment, with a mouth full of blood, he flew backwards. Although the strength of these people is not weak, they seem a little bulky, and in the face of Yang Yan's speed, they are really a little stretched, and they can't exert their real strength.

"This little guy is not badly fast. Looking at Yang Yan constantly wandering and knocking down one by one the lower gods, Doreen muttered thoughtfully. There was a faint hint of banter on his face, and he didn't know what bad idea he was thinking.

When the maid next to Doreen saw her smile like this, she couldn't help but be stunned, because whenever such a smile appeared on Doreen's face, someone would suffer, and now, I'm afraid the object would be Yang Yan.

Bang bang......

Two dull sounds sounded again, and there were only thirteen people standing on the grass. The rest of the people were obviously a little afraid of Yang Yan's speed and the strength that would fall with that blow, and they stood together one after another, lest anyone fall behind. Secretly looked at the people lying not far away, foaming at the mouth and blood, even breathing became abnormal, and even the mouth was dented in a large piece, as if it had been gnawed by a wolf.

"Are you impatient? This is a test for him!" Seeing that the rest of the people did not dare to come forward, Doreen suddenly sat up straight and sighed. Between heaven and earth, an invisible coercion suddenly appeared, enveloping the entire grassland in the base. Yang Yan also felt that his body had become a little unnatural at this moment, as if he was bound by something, and his speed had dropped significantly.

Yang Yan quickly turned his head and looked at Doreen, with a hint of wolf-like sharpness and ruthlessness in his eyes. If Doreen had taken control, he would have lost today.

Seeing Yang Yan's 'gloomy' face, Duo Lin smiled faintly, and the coercion disappeared in an instant, and said to the others disappreciatively. "Hurry up, don't waste time!"

As soon as Doreen's words fell, the rest of the people suddenly surged in momentum, regardless of the cyan energy that quickly flashed on Yang Yan's fist. Raised his fist and slammed it on. The power of the thirteen people instantly formed an impenetrable wall of energy, and it quickly pressed towards Yang Yan. That momentum, like a wide killing weapon, is constantly reaping ** lives. Everywhere I passed, there was a rattling sound, the air twisted, and everything around me became extremely unnatural.

Yang Yan's face became a little dignified, his right foot took a small step back slightly, his fists were instantly closed around his waist, and a trace of cyan 'color' visible to the flesh continued to surge from all directions, submerged into Yang Yan's body, and then condensed into his fist. Facing the energy that was getting closer and closer, Yang Yan suddenly swung his fists forward, and the two cyan 'color' energies suddenly soared, like a flood, and instantly pushed forward, although the appearance was not as good as the other party, but the momentum was not weak at all. Everywhere he passed, he left a faint trace of cyan 'color'.

Rumble......

The two forces collided together in an instant, and Yang Yan suddenly felt that his mouth sank, and the wound seemed to be implicated, and he felt a faint pain. The body also stumbled and took two steps back. The two and a half inch-deep footprints in front of him are vividly visible, which is enough to confirm the power of the lightning collision.

And the thirteen lower gods only took a step back. However, the three people in the front were as heavy as dirt, and their faces turned red in an instant, spurting out two mouthfuls of blood. Angry, he looked at Doreen in disappointment, then stepped aside.

Seeing this, Yang Yan didn't care about the pain in his mouth, his body flashed, and he quickly ran towards the remaining ten people, his fist continued to condense the cyan 'color' energy, turning into the sword qi in his body, circle by circle, constantly urging the rapid rotation of the sword cyclone, like a mirror of natural color, the light 'shoots', even outside, you can faintly feel that Yang Yan at this time exudes a soft and tyrannical natural color light. It's just that this light is incomparably indifferent, and only Doreen notices.

Doreen frowned slightly, thinking deeply, how could he have thought that there were so many weirdness in Yang Yan's body. A person who doesn't even have a Zhuge is so powerful.

Yang Yan didn't know what others thought, so he increased his speed to the maximum. The two fists continued to swing out rapidly, blasting around the ten people who had not had time to turn around, and then quickly circled behind them, and punched them a few times.

One, two, three...... Because the initial strength was too strong, these people were all in pain, and their bodies were a little bulky, so they couldn't quickly turn around under Yang Yan's attack, so that now, there were only five people left. These five people, back to back, hugged their fists in front of the **, lest Yang Yan come to such a 'sneak attack' again.

"Hoo ......"

Yang Yan put away his fist, turned around, looked at Doreen with a disapproving expression, and then said. "Will this test continue?"

Hearing Yang Yan's words, the faces of the remaining five people suddenly turned 'gloomy' for a while, and they also knew that twenty people couldn't stop him, so what could the five of them do? The maid ring beside Doreen was already so frightened that her face was blue, and her eyes when she looked at Yang Yan became extremely heavy, and even turned into a trace of awe.

"Go down. Doreen smiled, and with a flick of her hand, the five of them fell to the side as if they had fallen apart. The five looked at Doreen in horror, then sprang up and ran to the side.

"You, you, you ......" Then Doreen looked at Yang Yan again, nodded lightly, and said with his right hand three times in front of him. "The next test will be completed by the three of you. Remember, you can't keep your hands on!"

Seeing the three of them walking out from the three directions, Yang Yan's originally calm face instantly turned solemn, because the strength of these three people was similar to Abner, and even one of them was slightly stronger than him. The aura on the bodies of the three median gods suddenly made Yang Yan feel a palpitation, and the battle intent in his heart was once again provoked.