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The audience outside the arena had a palpitation, looking at the flames in the sky, and their hearts were full of fear.

The power of this flame in the sky is incomparably huge, and ordinary martial artists are afraid that they can turn into ashes in an instant with a little bit of a star, qr1

One can imagine how terrifying this flame is.

However, Zhang Tian was still indifferent, and in the face of the flames in the sky, he slashed out without hurry, and there was nothing fancy at all.

But it was this seemingly ordinary knife that directly disappeared all the flames in the sky.

"Eh, what's going on?" The audience on the field didn't understand what was going on at all, how could Liu Shiyu's sword burn disappear in a dignified manner for nine days.

Ordinary disciples couldn't see it, but Bai Qihan, Zhao Yu and the others could see it clearly.

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

At the same time, Qin Yun also showed a slightly surprised expression, and muttered: "I didn't expect this Zhang Tian to actually comprehend the artistic conception of space. ”

"Spatial artistic conception?" Zhang Xuanxin asked in surprise.

The artistic conception of space and the artistic conception of time are two artistic conceptions that are very difficult to master, and they can be said to be above the artistic conception of the seven genera of wind, thunder, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the power is very huge.

Therefore, in the fairy world, there are not many people who comprehend the artistic conception of space, and if they can comprehend the artistic conception of space before condensing the Dao, then their realization (sex xìng) is very good, and he will generally be regarded as the object of key cultivation by the big forces.

Although the power of the two artistic conceptions of space and time is very powerful, it is very difficult to comprehend, such as this Zhang Tian, he is obviously still in the first layer of the artistic conception of space, and the power is no less than the third layer of the artistic conception of Liushi and Jade Fire, but if he wants to step into the second layer, I am afraid it will take a longer time.

Not only Qin Yun and the others were surprised, but the Sect Master and the elders of the Thunder Spirit Sect who were sitting on the high platform also showed expressions of surprise, and their eyes looking at Zhang Tian also became appreciative.

Liu Shiyu's face (Yin yīn) was extremely heavy, he never thought that the kid in front of him actually comprehended the artistic conception of space, and easily dissolved his sword burning for nine days.

"Hmph, isn't it just a layer of spatial artistic conception, I want to see if your spatial artistic conception can block my Burning Sky Sword and make a few moves. Liu Shiyu snorted coldly, and the sword light in his hand became even more gorgeous.

"Chirp!"

With a high-pitched phoenix chirp, a fiery phoenix gradually condensed behind Liu Shiyu (身shēn), and its huge wings were filled with terrifying firelight, exuding a palpitating temperature, which made the surrounding audience feel a strong sense of fear.

"It's so strong! This is the second form of the Burning Sky Sword Duel—Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens!" the discerning man exclaimed.

The audience on the field showed shocked looks, this Zhang Tian was actually able to ((force bī)bī) Liu Shiyu to perform the phoenix dance for nine days.

The corner of Liu Shiyu's mouth sneered, the sword light in his hand flickered, and he slashed a sword directly at Zhang Tian, which was instantly attached to the sword light, and flew towards Zhang Tian quickly.

Zhang Tian was holding a long knife, and his face finally showed a trace of solemnity at this moment, but he was still extremely calm.

The force under his feet instantly exerted force, and he quickly met the fire phoenix directly.

The fire phoenix seemed to be angry, and with a high roar, its huge claws grabbed directly at Zhang Tian.

However, just when Huofeng was about to collide with Zhang Tian, Zhang Tian's whole person actually disappeared strangely, and he reappeared behind Liu Shiyu's (body shēn), and slashed towards Zhang Tian with a knife.

"What?" Liu Shiyu was shocked, a chill ran behind him, and he hurriedly turned his sword to block Zhang Tian's sword.

The swords collided, and there was a burst of brilliant sparks.

Liu Shiyu quickly changed his sword move and slashed towards Zhang Tian's waist again, but Zhang Tian's entire figure (body shēn) disappeared strangely again, making Liu Shiyu's sword miss.

"Space folding?" Qin Yun on the high platform in the north finally understood which kind of artistic conception Zhang Tian comprehended was the artistic conception of space.

Spatial artistic conception is divided into two types: space compression and space folding.

Among them, space folding is to fold the space together, and then achieve the purpose of space shuttle, which is commonly known as teleportation, and what Zhang Tian is using now is teleportation.

Of course, he only mastered a layer of artistic conception, and he still used a very simple space folding, and he could only move at a small distance, and could not teleport in a large area.

But this is already terrifying, relying on this alone, Zhang Tian can easily avoid all of Liu Shiyu's attacks, so that Liu Shiyu can't help him, and he can continue to look for Liu Shiyu's weaknesses to attack.

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Tian (身shēn) appeared strangely next to Liu Shiyu (身shēn) and smashed his (chest xiōng) mouth with a punch without leaving a fist.

Liu Shiyu suddenly bowed (body shēn) like a shrimp, and (body shēn) body flew upside down.

Zhang Tian's (身shēn) form changed again, appearing directly after Liu Shiyu (身shēn), and another punch hit Liu Shiyu's (chest xiōng) mouth, knocking Liu Shiyu to the ground.

Liu Shiyu was furious and wanted to struggle to get up, but was stepped on by Zhang Tian and couldn't move.

"When you trampled me under my feet back then, I didn't expect that I would trample you under my feet today!" Zhang Tian's voice was cold, mixed with a hint of excitement about revenge.

Liu Shiyu's face was pale, he gritted his teeth, and wanted to struggle to get up, but he was trampled on the ground by Zhang Tian.

"Zhang Tian, I'm going to break your body into ten thousand pieces!" Liu Shiyu roared, full of unwillingness.

The audience outside the venue was also dumbfounded, in a trance, they didn't understand what was going on at all, Liu Shiyu was trampled under Zhang Tian's feet, shouldn't Zhang Tian be easily defeated?

Everything just now happened in the light and flint, and those weak disciples, of course, couldn't see the subtlety, only saw a few figures flickering, and Zhang Tian trampled Liu Shiyu under his feet.

"You've lost!" Zhang Tian said coldly.

After saying that, he left without looking back, for him, defeating Liu Shiyu, trampling him under his feet, and defeating the arrogance in his heart, then his revenge back then would have been avenged.

Liu Shiyu was lying on the ground, gritting his teeth, his eyes instantly turned red, and suddenly a trace of violence flashed on his face.

Then the whole person got up in an instant, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at the unsuspecting Zhang Tian.

The audience on the field was angry, this Liu Shiyu is too hateful, obviously he has already lost, but he actually took advantage of the other party's unpreparedness to sneak attack others, which is simply a despicable villain.

"Stop!" The great elder on the high platform also shouted, and the shape of (body shēn) rushed towards Liu Shiyu, but he was too far away after all, and Liu Shiyu was too close to Zhang Tian to have time at all.

Just when everyone's hearts were about to mention their throats, Zhang Tian's (身shēn) form disappeared again, and Liu Shiyu's sword also missed.

Liu Shiyu's face instantly turned like ashes.

"Shameless!"

At this moment, Zhang Tian's voice sounded again, and then Zhang Tian appeared directly behind Liu Shiyu (身shēn), and the battle knife in his hand swung down.

"Ahh

Blood splattered!

A hand holding a sword was thrown out with a scream.