The moment Xiang Haoyu kicked Xiang Haotian out of the ring, Wang Ye also easily punched his opponent out of the ring, and then went to support Yang Yi, during which Wang Ye also deliberately went around Xiang Haoyu's back, leaving him with a warm word.

"You'd better take a break. ”

Wang Ye's words kept rippling in front of Haoyu's ears, making him not get used to it for a while. Although these words did not carry a trace of emotion, they still made Xiang Haoyu feel warm in his heart.

"Maybe a dead man's face is pretty good. Xiang Haoyu said in a daze.

"What are I thinking? Xiang Haoyu came back to his senses and was disgusted by what he had just said.

"Hmph, don't think that's how I'll forgive you. Xiang Haoyu looked at Wang Ye, who was fighting fiercely with the sword, the corners of his mouth curved, and said lightly.

In fact, at this moment, Xiang Haoyu has changed his opinion of Wang Ye, but he doesn't want to admit it.

"Whew"

Xiang Haoyu closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, put aside the disturbing emotions, held the gun in one hand, and operated the few thunder powers left in his body. Suddenly, a faint thunderbolt shot out of his eyes, the spear in his hand was raised, the spear pointed at the sky, and a little thunder power recovered in his body surged out, and shot out from the tip of the spear glowing with thunder, straight into the sky.

"Boom..."

At this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and thunder fell from the sky. The spear held high above the top is like a lightning rod, attracting ten thousand thunderbolts.

"Crackling"

Thunderbolts slashed at the tip of the black spear, and frantically poured into Xiang Haoyu's body along the spear. At this time, Xiang Haoyu was like a ball of black charcoal, his hair stood on end, his mouth was spitting black smoke, and he held a spear glowing with thunder.

Everyone in the ring looked at the funny side in front of them, very puzzled, it was the first time they had seen someone who would actually smash themselves, this kind of behavior is really rare in the world. Some even believe that he was self-harming to have fun in celebrating the joy of shooting down Xiang Haotian. Some people also think that he is now unconscious and uses spiritual skills indiscriminately. But no matter how they guessed, they couldn't guess Xiang Haoyu's true intentions.

Thunder flashed, dark clouds dissipated, and the warm sun shone on the earth again. At this time, although Xiang Haoyu's face was not straightforward, his thunderous eyes made everyone under the ring shut up one after another.

"Hmm... Although this move is a bit self-destructive, it can recover a little bit of thunder power. Xiang Haoyu spat out a long puff of black smoke, and Nuo Nuo muttered to himself.

"Xiao Yi, Wang Ye, I'm here. Xiang Haoyu flashed with thunder at his feet, holding a spear glowing with thunder, and instantly came to Yang Yi and the others.

"Thunder breaks. ”

Xiang Haoyu rushed to the point, and stabbed the spear directly, and a thunder snake gushed out from the tip of the spear, slashing towards Jian Wuchen.

"Broken"

With a wave of the long sword in Jian Wuchen's hand, a sword light pierced the sky, coming head-on, and in a moment, the attacking thunder snake was scattered.

"White Tiger Killing"

As soon as the thunder snake was extinguished, a fist shadow shaped like a fierce tiger pounced on Jian Wuchen against the overwhelming sword qi.

"Shadowless"

Yang Yi shot directly, struck hard with a knife in both hands, and a thousand zhang sword suddenly appeared, followed by a tiger-shaped fist shadow, slashing through the sky.

"The heart is moved by thoughts, the sword is self-spirited, the spirit is interconnected, and the sword is controlled by qi. ”

Jian Wuchen looked at the attacking fist shadow and sword, and the long sword was taken out of his hand, and he had words. Suddenly, the long sword floating in front of him turned into a ten thousand sword shadows, forming a thick layer of sword gangs around his body.

"Bang, bang. ”

The shadow of the fist and the sword struck the sword gang one after another, making a violent collision sound. Due to the extremely strong defensive power of Jian Gang, the fist shadow and the sword light only lasted for a moment before being slashed by the ten thousand sword shadows.

"Haoyu, Wang Ye, we are all on one side, we can't let him have any chance to fight back, even if his swordsmanship is good, it is impossible to neutralize all of our attacks. Yang Yi commanded the two of them.

"Mo Yan, the cold will get rid of it, don't let him have a chance to lend a helping hand. Yang Yi looked at Mo Yan, who was fighting fiercely with the cold sky, and shouted.

"Don't worry, you can carry out the plan with confidence, I won't let him out of my control. Mo Yan dodged Tianhan's ice spirit sword qi and replied loudly.

"Hehe, yes, I'd like to see what you're capable of. Tian Han said disdainfully.

"You'll find out later. Mo Yan smiled inexplicably and replied lightly.

"I'll see. Tian Leng smiled.

"Frozen World"

Waves of surging ice power poured out from Tian Han's body, like a ** wave, gradually spreading around.

"Burning the Sky"

Clusters of crimson heat centered on Mo Yan and turned into a sea of crimson fire, blocking the surging cold air.

"Squeak..."

Clouds of white mist emerge between the heat and the cold, colliding and canceling each other. One hot and one cold, one yin and one yang, two extreme waves of qi started a struggle between the two, not giving in to each other, churning endlessly. Gradually, a gust of wind blew, a flash of thunder, and the struggle between the two poles had entered a white-hot stage, as long as the slightest carelessness would trigger an immeasurable explosion of the polar elemental force.

"Bang..."

A loud bang sounded, and a mushroom cloud of red and white light rose up between Mo Yan and Tian Han. The scorching heat current, the extremely cold current, turned into layers of energy waves and surged around at this moment. Like a powerful atomic bomb exploding at a high altitude, the power of destruction swept in.

Jian Wuchen, Yang Yi, Lu Lei and others, who were fighting fiercely, stopped everything in their hands one after another, preparing to resist the energy waves of cold and heat that swept in with all their might.

"Haoyu, Wang Ye, come to me quickly. Yang Yi shouted as he looked at the approaching energy wave.

"Whoosh, whoosh"

Two figures, one purple and one black, came behind Yang Yi in an instant.

"Bang, bang. ”

Two loud bangs crossed, and Lu Lei and his opponent were blasted out of the ring by this violent energy wave almost at the same time.

"Ahh

Yang Yi shouted, and the Yuan Force of his whole body surged, and pale cyan dragon shadows flew out of his limbs, surrounding his body. The muscles of the two thick thighs swelled, and the green tendons burst out, like a thousand tons of heavy mountains struggling to resist the powerful, alternating cold and hot energy waves.

"Roar..."

An angry roar came, and the four huge beast shadows of the dragon, tiger, wolf, and bear appeared behind Wang Ye, roaring in the sky, desperately resisting a wave of more powerful energy.

"Crackling"

Thunder snakes surged out of Xiang Haoyu's body, forming a thick shield around him. Dark red psychic thunder poured out from the soles of his feet, inadvertently sinking into the ring, like chains binding his feet to the surface of the ring.

"Zheng..."

A sword roar sounded, and the ten thousand sword shadows turned into an ancient giant sword, exuding a terrifying sword momentum, like an invincible divine sword standing here, slashing the swept energy waves, and bypassing the sides of the sword body along the blade.

The alternating energy waves of cold and heat lasted for half an hour before they stopped. The mushroom cloud between Mo Yan and Tian Han also gradually dissipated with the energy wave. Yang Yi, Wang Ye, Xiang Haoyu, and Jian Wuchen, who were struggling to resist, could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Yang Yi saw that his face was pale, his clothes were in tatters, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, knowing that he had been seriously injured, he immediately ran over, helped him up, and said with concern: "Mo Yan, are you okay?" ”

Mo Yan coughed lightly twice and spit out the bloody phlegm in his chest, and replied with a sigh of relief: "Ahem, it's okay, you can't die." ”

Jian Wuchen also came to Tian Han's body at this moment, helped him up, looked at the dim ice bead and ice crown above his head, and said worriedly: "Tian Han, you are okay." ”

Tian Han slowly got up with the support of Jian Wuchen and replied, "It's okay, it's just that I can't move for the time being." ”

"Yang Yi, Haoyu, the two of them have been seriously injured, why don't we send them out of the ring and fight them again?" Jian Wuchen asked the two of them.

When Yang Yi heard this, he immediately agreed: "Brother Wuchen, I have this intention. ”

"Let's go, let's go down, you've done your best in this battle. Jian Wuchen smiled at Tian Han.

"I'm really sorry, I wanted to lighten the burden for you, but I didn't expect it to be like this, so I can only ask you for the following. Tian Han said regretfully

Jian Wuchen handed Tianhan to the medical staff in the audience, and said with a light smile: "It doesn't matter, you have done your best." ”

Yang Yi also handed over Mo Yan to the medical staff in the audience, and said confidently: "Mo Yan, take care of your injuries, and then leave it to us, you just sit back and wait for our good news." ”

"Well, I'm waiting for your good news. Mo Yan smiled while lying on the stretcher.

As soon as Mo Yan and Tianhan left, Jian Wuchen and Yang Yi were on both sides of the edge of the ring, looking at each other from afar.

"Brother Wuchen, go on, let's learn your true strength. Yang Yi said wildly towards Jian Wuchen's battle intent.

"Okay, be careful. As soon as Jian Wuchen's words fell, a fierce and terrifying sword momentum soared into the sky, and sword shadows floated around him.

Yang Yi and the three looked at each other, turned into three streamers, and surrounded Jian Wuchen in the middle.

"Crazy Slash"

"Thunderbolt"

"White Tiger Killing"

Yang Yi and the three of them shot one after another, three swords, shocking thunder and thunder, killing the fist shadow, and almost simultaneously hitting Jian Wuchen.

"Ling Tian's sword. ”

A sword light shot out of Jian Wuchen's eyes, and the sword shadows around him turned into three divine swords, and with a single slash out of thin air, the attack of the three of them was annihilated.

"The art of the sword, ten thousand swords at once. ”

As soon as Yang Yi's three people's offensive broke through, the ten thousand sword shadows were like fierce poisonous snakes, slashing towards the three of them.

"Dangdangdangdang dang dang..."

The three of them resisted to the death under the shadow of the ten thousand heavy swords, and the sharp sword shadows seemed to be inexhaustible, slashing one after another, making the three of them unable to pull out to attack for a while.

"Unbroken"

Yang Yi looked at the endless sword shadows, and frantically danced the big knife in his hand, like an iron wall, and ran towards Jian Wuchen frantically.

Jian Wuchen looked at Yang Yi, who was unhindered, and a fine light shot out of his eyes, and he praised it. "Good knife technique. ”

"Roar"

Wang Ye roared directly into the sky, and a huge brown bear appeared behind him, and then turned into a ray of light and shot into his body. Suddenly, Wang Ye's body swelled, and the thick and hard brown hair grew wildly, like hard spikes, allowing the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Shadows to slash at him. At the same time, two dark black soul seeds flew out from between his eyebrows, turning into an arrogant and unruly wild wolf and a cold white tiger in the air, looking up to the sky and roaring, and killing with Wang Ye towards Jian Wuchen.

"Thunderbolt"

Thunder snakes surged out of Xiang Haoyu's body, allowing the minefield around him to resist the Ten Thousand Sword Shadows. Holding a spear glowing with thunder, he rushed towards Jian Wuchen.

"Shadowless"

"Bear Fist"

"Burning the Plains"

Yang Yi and the three of them relied on their own abilities, and as soon as they got close to Jian Wuchen, they launched an offensive one after another.

"Broken"

Jian Wuchen shouted sharply, and all the sword shadows around him burst out, slashing towards the three people who launched the attack.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Several loud noises rang out, and the offensive of the three was broken again.

"Damn!" Xiang Haoyu said indignantly.

"That's the case, that's all there is to it. Wang Ye's face turned cold, and a wild momentum surged out, and a tiger roar loomed.

When Yang Yi saw this, he knew that Wang Ye was going to use the Fuhu Fist, so he hurriedly stopped his move, and said: "Wang Ye, no, it's important to preserve your strength, I have a way to knock him out of the ring." ”

When Wang Ye heard this, he immediately gathered all the surging soul yuan power and said, "Okay." ”

Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him take his work, his face sank, and with a step on his feet, a figure of ten thousand appeared behind him. In an instant, a pair of strong arms wrapped around Jian Wuchen's chest, his feet clasped around his waist, and four pale cyan dragon shadows also appeared at this moment, and the dragon body coiled around him and Jian Wuchen tightly. At the same time, the white light flashed all over his body, surging out of Jian Wuchen's body, and the sword qi forced back into his body.

"Wang Ye, Haoyu, hurry up and shoot us down together. Yang Yi shouted loudly.

When Wang Ye and Xiang Haoyu heard this, they made moves one after another and knocked him and Jian Wuchen down from the ring together.