Yang Gan is the royal family of the Tai'a Divine Kingdom, in this alliance competition, he is undoubtedly the number two person in the Tai'a Divine City, Yang Qian has always been arrogant, but in the face of the people of the Yunlong Divine Kingdom, Yang Gan also put away his arrogance and mentioned the spirit of twelve.

Before the battle, he also collected information about the genius of the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom.

However, the alliance competition happened too hastily, the seventy-two towers of Yunlong and Tai'a Divine City were far away, and it was impossible for Yang Qian to use the power of the royal family to explore the situation of the seventy-two towers of Yunlong in such a short period of time, and all he could collect was some conventional information.

In this conventional information, the information of some of the geniuses of the Seventy-two Towers of the Cloud Dragon is extremely limited, Yang Qian only knows their weapons and common moves, as for their real hole cards and killer features, Yang Gan does not know what he is probing.

For example, Jun Yue before also had very little information, and the fat man in front of him was the same.

Yang Qian just knew that this fat man was born in a Divine Desolate Secret Clan, but when it came to the Divine Desolate Secret Clan, it was very tricky, they had an unknown bloodline inheritance, as well as racial secret arts.

For example, Kui Yu, who controlled the puppet before, was also from the Divine Desolate Secret Clan, but there is no doubt that the fat man in front of him is much stronger than Kui Yu.

Although Yang Qian did not lose the momentum in this battle, he knew that the battle would be very difficult.

"Game on!"

With the referee's order, Yang Gan's whole body was full of light, and a fierce tiger appeared behind Yang Gan, which was Yang Gan's law totem.

"Roar!"

The tiger roared, and Yang Gan's body rushed out, in the process of rushing. A scorching flame burned through his body.

This is the flame of pure yang.

Yang Qian, as the current Tai'a Shencheng Tianjiao, is also a member of the royal family. The core practice he practiced was also the Tai'a Sacred Method.

Compared to Yi Yun's "Tai'a Holy Law". Yang Gan's "Tai'a Holy Law" could not yet show the phantom of Tang Gu Haori, but with the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Ji Realm, the pure yang flame burning on Yang Gan's body was even greater!

"Hoo ——!"

A sword slashed out, and the pure yang flames erupted, and at the same time, the fierce tiger behind Yang Qian also pounced on the fat man in yellow.

The tiger roared, its claws slammed down, and the fat man in yellow smiled. He stretched out his right hand, and with only his arm, to block the tiger's claw!

Yang Gan showed a hint of murderous intent on his face, and used his arm to block the claws of the totem tiger, this fat man doesn't want to do it!

"Peng!"

With a violent impact, the fat man in yellow shook his body, and then took half a step back, stepping on the purple tungsten steel ground under his feet with a deep footprint.

His shirt was torn on his arm. But the arm was fine.

The corners of the fat man's mouth flashed a cruel smile, he really blocked the attack of the totem tiger with only his arms!

"What!?"

Yang Gan's heart was shocked, how could this be possible? The totem tiger behind him. It is a mutated golden-eyed tiger, this wild beast is infinitely powerful, and can smash a small mountain peak with one claw. That's the real power of the mountain!

The Law Phase Totem behind him was a little worse than the real mutated Golden-Eyed Tiger. But the power of its claws is by no means something that the physical strength of a Yuanji Realm martial artist can stop.

Yang Qian believed. Even Qin Haotian shouldn't have such terrifying physical power!

Could this be the secret technique of the Divine Desolate Secret Clan to which the fat man belongs?

Yang Gan's heart was awe-inspiring, but the attack in his hand was unambiguous, he raised his sword and slashed, and the flame of pure yang sprayed thin, pouring down on the fat man.

"Phew!"

The fat man used his big hands to palm and clamped Yang Gan's sword!

"Whew!"

Yang Gan urged the "Tai'a Holy Law" to the extreme, and the pure yang flame poured down, and the fat man blocked Yang Gan's sword, but he couldn't stop the scorching and burning pure yang fire.

The flames enveloped him, and the fat man's whole body was on fire, and his hair was burning.

But the fat man in the fire laughed wantonly.

"That's your strength, it's the same as the feeling of a fire in winter, it's warm, hahaha!"

The fat man's laughter echoed in the arena and fell into Yang Gan's ears like a magic spell, "How is this possible?

What kind of mysterious technique is this, which can catch the claws of the mutated golden-eyed tiger with bare hands, and can burn himself in flames and laugh wantonly?

Yang Qian was really scared, he felt that the strength of his opponent was completely beyond his imagination.

And he didn't even know what the other party's reliance was, reason told him that it was impossible for anyone to have such a powerful body, but the facts were in front of him.

Without understanding the secret technique that the fat man relied on, Yang Qian knew that he would definitely lose, and now his strongest attack could not hurt the fat man, and the other party didn't even have a weapon!

Yang Qian panicked, he used both hands hard, and the blade of the sword was twisted, and it was withdrawn from the fat man's hand.

And the fat man seemed invulnerable, and even then, not a trace of blood flowed from his palms.

"Tai'a Holy Law - Sword of the Bright Sun!"

Yang Gan's sword swept the flames, setting off a golden sunburst vortex, and the blade of the sword pierced the heart of the fat man in yellow!

And the fat man just laughed, he didn't dodge or dodge, and pressed Yang Qian with one palm!

"Boom!"

The blade of the sword pierced into the body of the fat man in yellow, and at the same time, the palm of the fat man in yellow also pressed firmly on Yang Gan's chest.

"Poof!"

Yang Gan's chest shook violently, his body flew out upside down, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in the air.

And the fat man in yellow was also pierced into his body by the sword, he didn't seem to have anything, but grinned, and the blood in his mouth was bewitching.

The long sword passed through his body, the fat man in yellow was laughing, the scene was extremely weird, his body shook, one hand grabbed the blade of the sword, and pulled out the scorching long sword little by little.

"Good sword, it's a pity...... It didn't work for me!"

The fat man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, as if Yang Gan's sword was not stabbed at all on his body.

Seeing this scene, Yang Gan, who had always been arrogant, almost collapsed.

How can there be such an opponent, does he have an immortal body?

Could it be that the Divine Desolate Secret Art is the Immortal Body, and how can an opponent with an immortal body be defeated?

Yang Qian had never felt so powerless.

......

"What's going on, didn't the game start early, what are they doing?"

In the arena, people looked at the "battle situation" on the Shenhuang platform, and they didn't know why.

After the referee announced the start of the game, Yang Qian and the fat man stood ten feet apart and did not move.

The only change is that there is a secret text at the center of the fat man's eyebrows, which is shining, revealing an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

"Why are they just standing, why don't they fight?"

The martial artists of Tai'a Divine City asked, they were still looking forward to watching a fierce battle between the tip of the needle and Mai Mang, but the actual situation made them completely confused.

However, in the seats where the instructors and deacons of Tai'a Divine City were sitting, many of the male lords of Tai'a Divine Kingdom had solemn faces.

"The battle has already begun......," said a Tai'a Divine City instructor, his voice a little worried, "The move used by that fat man is an illusion, the situation is not good, Yang Qian has already fallen into the illusion." ”

"Illusion?"

Many martial artists in Tai'a Divine City were stunned when they heard this, and attacked with illusions?

And such moves?

Someone suddenly remembered something, and looked at the mark on the fat man's eyebrows, the ancient secret text that shimmered with light, was it the source of illusion?

Looking at Yang Qian again, at this time, he was already sweating, and his sword hand was trembling slightly, as if his mental state was extremely unstable!

"Oops!"

Although I don't know the specific situation of the illusion duel, just looking at Yang Gan's appearance, I know that Yang Qian may not be able to support it anymore.

In the world of illusion, the fat man is the absolute master, and once the other party falls into illusion, then he can only be at his mercy.

Whatever the fat man's spiritual worldview comes up with, what will happen in this illusion world, in this way, the fat man in the illusion world is already invincible!

"The Qianshui family is indeed an illusion peerless. At the elder's seat, a white-robed elder with a fairy wind touched his beard and laughed happily.

"Naturally, it's a pity that the Qianshui family has a thin connection, and there are not many people left in this generation, and some of the gods and secrets seem to be very difficult to have children because of the inheritance of bloodline. ”

Another white-robed elder said that these two white-robed elders were the two people who had quarreled with Cang Yan because they belittled Yi Yun before.

While talking, the two of them also smiled and glanced at Cang Yan, Cang Yan had just given Yi Yun a token and asked Yi Yun to go to the Sword Tomb, and not long after he came back, he was targeted by two white-robed old men.

The two white-robed old men deliberately reminded Cang Yan: "The biggest advantage of illusion attacks is to ignore the opponent's body methods, moves, exercises, and artistic conception laws, as long as the opponent's mental power and vitality strength are not enough, then once you fall into the illusion, no matter what moves there are, it is meaningless." ”

Cang Yan understood what the two meant, they were alluding to Yi Yun's limited cultivation and it was difficult to stay awake in the illusion world.

Cang Yan snorted coldly, and didn't bother to answer, he grabbed a handful of spirit sunflower seeds, and while knocking on the spirit sunflower seeds, he was also slightly worried. If the demon knife can't defeat this fat man, then I don't know what the result will be when Yi Yun fights this fat man in two days?

Cang Yan was thinking about it, at this moment, on the Divine Desolation Platform, Yang Gan's body suddenly trembled, his nostrils and ears were bleeding, his face was pale at this time, his eyes were blank, and he seemed to have been defeated in the illusion world!

The fat man laughed fiercely, his body jumped up, he rushed to Yang Gan like a raging bear, and a solid punch hit Yang Gan's chest!

"Peng!"

With a bang, Yang Gan's sternum shattered, his body flew upside down, and he fell heavily on the purple tungsten steel wall, and passed out directly.

The double attack from the soul sea and the flesh, Yang Qian couldn't withstand it at all.

"Haha!" the fat man in yellow laughed, "It's so easy!"

With the illusion battle, the fat man in yellow has been fighting from beginning to end, except for the moves in the illusion world, he has only made one move.

For a while, the warriors of the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom in the audience erupted in a tidal wave of cheers.

The fat man in yellow closed his eyes, stretched out his arms, and enjoyed the cheers and shouts, this is his stage, this is his glory.

This feeling of everyone cheering for himself made the fat man intoxicated!

...... (To be continued.) )