"Poof".

The fireball sent a fiery stream of flame and rushed at his sword.

The power of this heat flow was originally not too strong for him, but most of the power of his sword had been eliminated by Ye Haotian's knife style, and at this time, the sword momentum was at the end, and it was impossible to regenerate its strength.

So he couldn't stop it.

He watched in horror as his sword was swept upwards.

An irresistible force followed, causing his sword-wielding arm to rise upward.

"Peng......

There was a slight popping sound in the air.

The fireball that smashed into his sword exploded in the air, and the knife in Ye Haotian's hand took the opportunity to hand it out, and countless points of swirling fluorescence condensed in the air again, shooting towards Baili Chun.

Bai Lichun finally realized Zhu Yuanyi's powerlessness in the face of Ye Haotian.

At this moment, he couldn't care about anything else, the spirit yuan in his body gushed wildly, and a set of almost substantial spirit yuan armor instantly condensed on the surface of his body.

Puff puff......

The rapidly rotating fluorescent light was like sharp thorns, instantly piercing through Bai Lichun's Lingyuan armor and piercing into his body.

Bai Lichun's pupils contracted sharply, and he clearly felt that his body was pierced with dozens of small holes at the same time.

The labor pain in his chest, abdomen and limbs instantly reached his soul, causing his whole body to appear numb for a short moment.

It was only at this time that Bailichun understood.

His Lingyuan armor not only couldn't resist Ye Haotian's knife.

Even his sword couldn't resist it.

What kind of trick is this? Why can you break through the armor with just the knife brought up by the knife!

Hot blood spurted out from dozens of small holes on Bai Lichun's body.

Everyone was stunned.

Even Zhuang Yusheng was stunned, he didn't expect such a result.

Even more unbelievable is Baili Spring.

He looked at the nameless long knife in Ye Haotian's hand that was only a few shots away from his heart, and his heart was full of a dreamy feeling, but listening to the snorting sound of his own blood gushing out, he felt that the power in his body seemed to be instantly drained, and the dreamy feeling in his heart was quickly replaced by fear, and he let out an extremely poignant scream.

When his terrible scream sounded, Ye Haotian had already taken a few steps back.

The blood that exuded heat shot out like an arrow under the squeezing of the muscles, but not a single drop of blood sprayed on Ye Haotian's body.

With a soft pop, Bai Lichun's golden-scale sword fell from his hand, and slammed weakly into the ground in front of him, and when his body fell backwards, a clergyman had already appeared at his side, reached out to support his back, and began to apply medicine to stop the bleeding.

The loss of the sword and the intervention of the clergy both meant the end of the battle.

The aftermath of Bailichun's miserable screams was still lingering in everyone's ears, Ye Haotian calmly put the knife into the sheath, turned around and walked to the sidelines.

Long Eighteen came back to his senses, suddenly laughed loudly, and said, "I know that the Lingyuan armor can't block Ye Haotian's knife, but I still want to block it, let me say what is good about you?"

Long Eighteen's voice was loud, and in the silence at this time, almost everyone heard it.

More participating disciples recovered from their trances.

They thought of Bai Lichun's last words, and a sense of absurdity rose up, and then it was replaced by fear.

A knife.

It was still only a knife.

Ye Haotian defeated Bai Lichun with serious injuries.

As for the fireball in his hand, many people thought it was a talisman that could be instantaneous.

It didn't matter what it was, because the rules of the game could have used any means, and the power of that fireball was almost negligible.

And the most important thing is that Ye Haotian can so accurately judge that after Bai Lichun's sword was consumed by his own sword, the remaining power is weaker than the power of that fireball, and the key is that he can complete such a thing completely smoothly and at a precise time.

Now the more carefully they think about the final picture of Ye Haotian's victory, the more all the students feel that Ye Haotian is terrible, the more they feel that Ye Haotian is at ease, and even feel that all this is expected and controlled by Ye Haotian.

The anger on Zhuang Yusheng's face at this time had completely disappeared, and at this time he had already understood that no matter how hard Bai Lichun tried, he could not be Ye Haotian's opponent in this battle.

Because he had never seen such a terrifying young man as Ye Haotian, and he had never seen such a terrifying fighting talent as Ye Haotian.

"Genius, this is the real combat genius, I don't believe that the Heroic Martyr's Hall can cultivate such a disciple. ”

The Donghuang on the riverbank opened his mouth in shock, and it took a long time to spit out a sentence.

The martyr's hall he said is naturally not the martyr's hall on the surface, but the galaxy hidden in the shadows and the shadowless night.

"I bet that the number one in today's ranking competition is none other than Ye Haotian!"

Quicksand frowned, and instead of looking at the Eastern Emperor, he stretched out three slender jade fingers as white as green onions.

"What do you mean?"

"Uncle, this is the third inference you have made about the first place of the year, do you still want face?"

Donghuang blushed and said embarrassedly: "This, this is the last time! ”

......

"Three realms break four realms, our temple seems to be going to produce a young genius who shocked Great Xia this year. ”

In front of the grass hut on the cliff on the west side, the old man sitting on the chair had stood up at some point.

The brocade-robed young man on the side frowned slightly, his dark eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, and he was unconvinced: "What's unusual, it's just that I have learned a set of powerful sword skills, and I am only in the late stage of the Three Realms at the age of eighteen, and there are countless such geniuses in Anyang." ”

This sentence did not mean to belittle Ye Haotian, Anyang City was originally a place where geniuses gathered, whether it was a temple or the other three major cultivation holy places, the most important thing was geniuses, and it was not uncommon for cultivators who entered the late stage of the Three Realms at the age of eighteen to appear dozens or even hundreds of people every year.

The old man smiled faintly and said, "When Ye Haotian entered the hall, do you know what realm it is?"

The brocade-robed young man paused.

"Early stage of the Three Realms. ”

The old man didn't wait for the brocade-robed young man to speak first: "In less than five months, he has been promoted two levels in a row, how many people are there in the temple with this kind of cultivation speed? Even if it is quicksand, it was only like that back then. ”

The face of the brocade-robed young man changed: "You mean, he is stronger than quicksand?"

"The jury is still out. ”

The old man sat back in his chair, always with a faint smile on his face.

The expression of the brocade-robed young man gradually became solemn.

......

"Ouyang Yuxian, to Kong Xing. ”

As Ye Haotian walked out of the venue, Zhuang Yusheng shouted out the names of the two in the next battle.

At this time, the sun was setting on the western mountain, the sky was already dark, and dozens of temple attendants came from the cliffs in the distance with Lingyuan lamps for lighting, and many temple disciples and priests also appeared on all sides of this hillside.

It's just that they didn't approach the venue, but consciously stopped a few hundred meters away and quietly watched the fight on the hillside.