The old man had gray hair and a wrinkled face, but he was more than 1.8 meters tall.

At this moment, one of his palms stretched out, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth condensed, and he turned into a big spiritual energy hand in the air, grabbing it towards Ling Zhi and them.

A sense of oppression from the soul approached with the approach of the big hand of the aura, pressing towards Lingzhi and the cow to sail away.

Niu Yuanhang's face turned pale under this coercion, and he took a few steps back, but with the strength of his physical body, he couldn't resist the coercion that was still a few meters away.

And Ling Zhi was also pale at the moment, and his body was trembling uncontrollably, but he gritted his teeth and stubbornly resisted the coercion of the aura hand.

The old man with the tiger's back looked relaxed and casual, obviously just a tentative catch, and he really didn't want to retreat because of this.

From the moment he was humiliated by Yan Ping, he decided to take a path that would never back down.

So he'd rather fight for an injury than take half a step back.

"Huh?" the tiger-backed old man snorted, his eyes finally flashed with some strange brilliance, a faint trace of soul power floated out of his skull, and the big hand of spiritual energy slowly moved down again.

Click.

Unlike Niu Yuanhang's bruised muscles at the moment, Ling Zhi's whole body actually made a sound of bones rubbing and crunching, his physical body was much worse than Niu Yuanhang, if it weren't for the fact that this aura hand had not yet arrived, the coercion only came from the soul power of the tiger-backed old man, and he would be even more unbearable.

He raised his head, looked at the other party stubbornly, looked directly at the big hand of spiritual energy that rushed in, and let the blood flow from the corner of his mouth, but he still didn't take half a step back.

"Master. Jiang Xue was standing on the platform at the moment, looking at the middle-aged woman with blank eyes.

Jian Qianqin shook her head, "Don't worry, Brother Tie has his own measure." ”

After saying this, she landed on the platform, a little of Jian Xingyu's body, and when the other party's body trembled and opened her mouth, her fingers flicked, and a spirit pill slipped into Jian Xingyu's mouth.

"Heal first. Facing Jian Xingyu's murderous gaze staring at Ling Zhi, she spoke softly.

At this moment, the aura hand was already approaching Ling Zhi's body, and the coercion from the depths of his soul was even stronger, causing Ling Zhi's face to be pale without a trace of blood, as if he had encountered something terrifying, and his eyes showed some signs of collapse.

The old man holding the banner of the Fallen Leaf Sect raised his empty hand slightly, and said with a rare seriousness: "It's okay, don't brace it, take a step back, and come behind me." ”

"Nope. With difficulty, he spit out the word from between his teeth, and Ling Zhi clenched his fists to make his body straighter.

He wanted to punch away the big aura, but he trembled and couldn't move.

"In the early stage of the physical realm, I was able to hold the soul power of the artistic conception for so long, old liar, the two people you picked are good, one has a good physique, although this one doesn't have any big highlights, but it can be regarded as very good. The old man with the tiger's back spoke, his voice rumbling in midair.

Only when you reach the ninth layer of the physical realm can you break through to a strong artistic conception. It was a realm that completely crushed the body realm martial artists.

"Senior Tie, although you have a good relationship with Sect Master Zhou, you can't say that, when did he choose the person, this time it was the four of us who chose the disciple, he just wanted to come with him, I didn't agree to let him choose. A man in the air spoke after the old man on the back of the tiger.

The tiger-backed old man turned around, and the momentum on his body rose sharply, "Wang Yang, I'll talk to Brother Zhou, when will it be your junior's turn to interject." ”

Wang Yang, who was directly looked at by the old man with the tiger's back, a finger-long scar was cut on his forehead, lying on his forehead like a centipede, compared with the others, his age looked even younger than Jiang Xue's master, but the aura fluctuations on his body were not weak at all.

Even if the old man with the tiger's back was so unkind, Wang Yang's expression did not change in the slightest, "I am here to select disciples on behalf of the Wang family, so I am speaking here as the Wang family at this moment." ”

Wang Yang's words were flat, giving people the feeling that it was completely opposite to the hideous scar on his forehead, he took a step in the void, and glanced at Jian Xingyu imperceptibly, "What's more, you are called a senior, just because you are the same generation as your father, where did you come from such a posture?"

As soon as his words changed, a coercion rushed up on Wang Yang's body, causing most of the people around the platform to snort in unison.

After doing this, Wang Yang pointed at Ling Zhi like a knife, and suddenly waved towards Ling Zhi, "What's more, this kid disrupted the competition, and even insulted the people of my four families in public, which is really hateful." ”

An aura knife mark that was slightly weaker than the big hand of the aura slapped towards Ling Zhi.

"No!" the old man on the back of the tiger shouted angrily, mobilizing his aura and moving sideways to the side, blocking it.

Hum.

Such a close collision made Ling Zhi's body tremble, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his breath suddenly withered, but he did not take half a step back under his feet.

For a while, the aura hand and the knife marks were stalemate, Ling Zhi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the aura of the whole body was running in the body at high speed, and the medicinal power of the large amount of blood-benefiting herbs swallowed poured out from all parts of the body under such oppression, and the whole body was flooded with bitterness.

The blood herb is unique to the four major Jian families, the Jian family is an alchemy family, its alchemy is unique in Xuanzhou, although the blood herb is only a first-level elixir, but it is very famous in the body realm, even if it is the strength of the sixth layer of the Jian Xingyu body realm, you have to take one again every few days.

And Jiang Xue because of the situation at that time, he gave all the blood herbs on his body to Ling Zhi, Ling Zhi, who had never taken elixir, how could he understand this, his mind became stronger, and he directly swallowed the dozen or so blood herbs.

If it weren't for the six exercises and spiritual qi running in the veins of the whole body, directing the blood herb power to every small part of the body and storing it, I am afraid that he would have already exploded and died.

At this moment, under the double coercion of the two masters of artistic conception, the medicinal power of these blood-benefiting herbs poured out from every part of the body, but because of the coercion of the outside world, they became docile and began to merge into their physical bodies very quickly.

Every cell in the body seems to jump with excitement.

Jian Qianqin's expression, which had been indifferent, finally changed a little, and she glanced at Jiang Xue, her expression was a little unhappy, as one of the elders of the Jian family, she naturally couldn't be familiar with this blood herb.

"Looking at the smell of this medicine, I'm afraid that Xue'er gave all the blood-benefiting herbs to this young man. At this moment, with the help of these two masters, if they can all be refined, this strength of qi and blood, I'm afraid that it will also catch up with the middle stage of the physical realm, right?" Jian Qianqin muttered to herself.

Under the boiling of qi and blood all over his body, he was in the Lingzhi Dantian, and the stones under the golden aura particles suddenly trembled slightly.

The pressure caused by the tiger-backed old man and Wang Yang's action suddenly dissipated, and Ling Zhi only felt that his body was loose, except for the hair and clothes that were blown up by the fluctuations of the aura, there was no abnormality in his whole body.

He tried to mobilize his spiritual power, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone in the audience, he suddenly took seven steps forward in succession, and the aura in his whole body condensed into his fist almost instantly.

Ling Zhi's body jumped high as he took the seventh step, and smashed his fist into the middle of the aura big hand and the aura knife marks.

"Have you made enough trouble?" At the same time, he shouted violently, not the slightest fear of the two of them.

(End of chapter)