Ying Shengtian used the divine power of the Wheel Sea Secret Realm, coupled with his own physical strength, to punch out, directly shattering the space here, and the sharp fist wind surged with divine power, blasting towards Yin Song's front door.

How is Yin Song going to take the move!

Chu Ziheng was engrossed in paying attention to every change in the dueling arena, since he had no way to rescue Yin Song at this time, it was better to take this opportunity to get to know Yin Song, a cultivator from 150,000 years ago.

Compared with Ying Shengtian's thunderous fist wind, Yin Song stood quietly in place, his eyes were clear and calm, and even a corner of his clothes had not been blown.

Seeing this situation, the general manager sitting at the stone table recording gambling funds was stunned for a moment, and then a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

A little gold flickered in the pupil of Yin Song's left eye, his pupils seemed to disappear at this moment, and between the golden brilliance in his eyes, a strange and mysterious aura diffused, bringing a sense of oppression to Ying Shengtian, who was punching, like Mount Tai pressing the top.

Everything gradually subsided from disorder......

Whether it's the rift that is spreading on the stone floor, or the shattered space here, or the sharp fist wind in the air...... It all died down as if nothing had happened.

Even Ying Shengtian's fist glowing with crimson light was stagnant in the air, less than a foot away from Yin Song's face door, but he couldn't save the slightest bit of it despite all his might.

"Comprehend the power of the law...... How is this possible......" The manager stopped what he was doing, his eyes fixed on the golden light in Yin Song's pupils, and a monstrous wave set off in his heart.

With the strength of his slashing king realm, he could naturally see that the power in Yin Song's pupils was not an ordinary and visible divine power, or the power of divine consciousness, but a kind of law power, just like the big bell hanging on the top of the Xuyan gladiatorial arena, releasing a law power that directly descended on the opponent's body.

The power of the law is almost irresistible at the same level.

The reason why the bodies of saints are so terrifying is because they have condensed the power of the law into their bodies. Therefore, a single strand of a saint's hair can crush mountains and rivers, and the fluctuations emitted by a grain of bone meal can annihilate the body of an ordinary cultivator into nothingness.

The chief manager was frightened, he sat in the gladiatorial arena all the year round, and he had seen countless amazing and beautiful people, but Yin Song was the second person who could cultivate the power of the law before becoming a saint.

The last person was at the second small step of the Sendai Secret Realm, that is, the combat power of the Great Power (Ordinary Holy Land Holy Lord) level, and comprehended a kind of law power. And one hundred and ten years later, that man has become a saint-king, and his statement resounded throughout the universe, shocking all races.

And Yin Song in front of him, what realm?

The Secret Realm of the Four Extremes?

Is this really the terrifying talent that a godoutcast from the Wastelands can have?

"What kind of move is this?" Ying Shengtian's face was incredulous, he felt a terrifying power transmitted to his whole body, but it did not cause him any harm, but smoothed out the violent divine power in his body, all his attacks collapsed, and even the tendency of his body to rush forward no longer existed.

"Reincarnation Great Divine Power......" Yin Song said silently with an indifferent face.

"Impossible......" Ying Shengtian's steel teeth seemed to be about to be crushed, and he squeezed out these words from his mouth. The crimson light on his body suddenly appeared, illuminating the entire gladiatorial arena, and blood-colored veins gradually spread from the center of his eyebrows, gradually spreading all over his body.

The divine power surged, and the sudden power made Ying Shengtian break free from the control of the power of the law, and after breaking free, his body retreated dozens of steps, without the previous arrogance, but became vigilant and careful.

"I'd like to see where the upper limit of your power is?" Ying Shengtian was covered in blood, and his body was as wide and majestic as a mountain, and the stone slabs under his feet were shattered everywhere, and the space was shattered, this time he went all out, and his physical strength was fully opened, which should not be underestimated.

Yin Song is no longer as funny as usual, at this time there is a dusty like a fairy-like temperament, he stretched out a finger and tapped it in the air, and the divine power gushed out and condensed into a three-foot-long blue light divine sword in the air, and the faint sword blade circled around him, and the rhyme of the avenue made a burst of sword path light sounds.

In the next moment, Yin Song's entire state changed, like a sharp blade out of its sheath, and between the flashes of blue light, it was incomparably sharp.

The pupil of his left eye was still more and more brilliant gold, and the pupil of his right eye gradually glowed with a bloody color, gradually spreading the entire eye, and his gaze was terrifying and murderous.

The left eye is golden, noble and indifferent! The right eye is bloody, cold and calm! These two diametrically opposed expressions appeared on Yin Song's body at the same time, and they looked very weird.

The murderous aura that surged like a monstrous mountain and sea swept the audience, and even many ordinary monks in the audience felt trembling in this murderous aura like a divine source.

You must know that the current Yin Song's strength is suppressed in the Wheel Sea Secret Realm! With this kind of killing aura like a beast in the wilderness, he really couldn't imagine what he had experienced 150,000 years ago.

The next moment, he moved!

Between the vertical and horizontal sword qi, the three-foot green blade swung and slashed out in the air. A cold light rose into the sky, and the sword path brilliance overwhelmed everything at this time, making the divine power surging around Ying Shengtian seem dim.

The murderous aura was raging, all pointing at Ying Shengtian in front of him, making the temperature in the entire dueling arena seem to become cold.

Ying Shengtian's eyes rolled slightly, and his eyes trembled, full of frightened looks. His offensive stalled slightly, and his body involuntarily retreated half a step backwards, beads of sweat the size of beans continued to slide down from his forehead, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

An awe-inspiring killing intent locked onto him, and this dangerous instinct actually made him feel that death was coming.

"It can't be!" Ying Shengtian's eyes were full of madness, and he couldn't imagine that his peers could have such a terrifying killing aura since he was a child.

He kept shouting these four words in his heart, he would be crushed by the murderous aura of his opponent, and he would be embarrassed to such a situation!

The self-confidence and pride he had before completely disappeared at this moment. Ying Shengtian understood that this outcast called Yin Song had become a demon on his cultivation path, and unless he got rid of it, it would probably be difficult for him to achieve an inch in his life.

The sword qi rushed to his face, and the three-foot Qingfeng seemed to shuttle through the space, and Ying Shengtian only saw two bright pupils in a trance, one golden and one red, piercing through the void, which made him a little distracted.

"Six Brakes Yin Luo Finger!"

It took all his strength to let out these syllables from the depths of his throat, and under the terrifying murderous aura of his opponent, it became extremely difficult for him to even move.

Is the gap really that big?