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Chapter 1072 Five-story tower

"A finger of the wind and clouds!"

Only in this moment, Yan Shao used a trick that he was good at, and he pointed at it.

This move is an earth-level martial art, a finger pointed out, suddenly, the wind and clouds gathered, and the endless wind condensed from the middle finger, swept in, and for a while the sand flew away, and the powerful finger bombarded towards Ye Qingyun.

In the face of such a powerful move, Ye Qingyun frowned, but he also hesitated, there was an amazing spiritual power condensed in his hand, and a golden sun appeared behind him.

A scorching breath permeated the surroundings.

"Yiyang Sword Finger!"

A long sword shot out of the sun, and then it collided with the other party!

Powerful against each other.

A huge roar erupted suddenly, and the void froze.

The people around thought that the last person to be injured must be the young man in white, but they didn't expect that in front of them, the phantom had faintly become illusory, as if it could dissipate at any time.

However, this is also easy to say, after all, the real strength of that phantom is only forty percent of the body.

"I'm from the Six Flames Continent......" Yan Shao saw the arrival of the white-clothed young man, and shouted frantically, losing this phantom, he would not be able to rely on the tower to absorb the aura of the surrounding four thousand meters.

"I said, whoever has the big fist, this tower is his!"

Ye Qingyun shook his head, and then his body was already in front of the young man, and under the young man's resentful gaze, he pointed at the other party's head.

Bang!

The illusion of the youth disappeared directly, and it disappeared in ashes.

"This guy ......" Everyone was dumbfounded, they couldn't imagine that this martial artist who seemed to be only one in the Holy Soul Realm could burst out with such a huge amount of energy.

After Ye Qingyun had killed that phantom, he could clearly feel a huge tide-like aura roaring towards his body.

And his body was like a bottomless pit, frantically absorbing these aura.

When the people around saw this scene, they looked envious.

Suddenly, Ye Qingyun's gaze focused on a young martial artist with a very embarrassed face, and said playfully, "Do you still want me to cut off your second arm?"

When the burly young man heard this, he was so frightened that his heart was about to jump out, and he turned around and hurriedly ran madly forward, like a lost dog.

Faced with this person's escape, Ye Qingyun directly ignored it and began to absorb the aura frantically.

Rumble!

In the next moment, his cultivation rose from the Holy Soul Realm to the second level.

This scene is even more enviable.

Generally speaking, Holy Soul Realm martial artists relied on their own efforts, and it would take at least half a year for their cultivation to improve their cultivation level.

This is also enough to explain why there are so many martial artists in this Bailiu Continent who want to go.

Here, it is not a simple matter to quickly improve your cultivation.

Ye Qingyun ran the Ten Magic Techniques in his body, and once again frantically absorbed the aura around him, and soon, his cultivation made a breakthrough again, and he came to the Holy Soul Realm Triple Realm.

People gasped.

Raise two times in a row, this speed is really fast enough.

Eventually, though, the pace slowed down.

"Next time, you need to find a five-story tower, otherwise it won't have much effect on you!" Da Lei's voice slowly sounded in Ye Qingyun's ears.

Ye Qingyun nodded heavily, and then when he walked out of the tower, he found that his phantom had automatically left in the tower.

And he can control this phantom through mental power.

The cultivation of this phantom is only four layers of his.

Even so, though, he wasn't too worried.

Looking at the people around him, Ye Qingyun chuckled lightly and arched his hand: "Ye Mou left first, by the way, you are very welcome to challenge!"

With that, he hurried in a direction ahead, looking for another tower.

"In three months, it will be the Battle of the Hundred Streams! When the time comes, you can fight to your heart's content, and it will be of great benefit to you to join a certain academy!" Da Lei said solemnly.

"And don't keep your strength, in the eyes of those people, the higher the talent, the more they like it!"

Ye Qingyun nodded, and the phoenix wings behind him kept flapping, with a low sound of breaking wind.

And after a stick of incense after he left, in the place just now, someone finally couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart and decided to challenge Ye Qingyun's phantom.

Someone challenged him, and Ye Qingyun, as the main body, naturally knew it, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

And the moment he sneered, the challenger continued to retreat at a terrifying speed, and in the end, the seven orifices bled and his body fell to the ground with a thud, and there was no more breath.

Ye Qingyun will not be soft.

When the people around saw this scene, they dispelled the idea of challenging Ye Qingyun, and scattered in a hurry, looking for other towers to seize it.

"You kid is decisive and ruthless, but the old man likes it!" Da Lei smiled.

Ye Qingyun shook his head helplessly, and said, "If you don't be ruthless, I don't know how much trouble there will be!"

The world of martial artists is that the strong are respected, and there is nothing to discuss.

In this flight, he finally saw a five-story tower, but at this moment, he didn't know that a young man was very angry.

"No matter what continent you come from, I don't dare to see how big your identity is, if you kill my phantom, you are asking for trouble and provoking my Three Flames Continent, soon, you will pay a heavy price for your actions!" In a mysterious place, a young man suddenly raised his head, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

A young man standing behind him looked at him strangely and asked, "Yan Shao, what's wrong with you? Could someone kill your phantom and snatch your four-story tower?"

"Exactly!" Yan Shao nodded heavily, and the cold light in his eyes became even stronger.

"That kid really ate the gall of a leopard, and he even dared to snatch Yan Shao's things......" When the young man in the back heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and muttered.

"That kid just won me by luck, my phantom is just forty percent of the power of the body! When the time comes, I will see his deity and kill him!" Yan Shao said in a deep voice, his voice was extremely confident: "Let's go find other towers now, improve our cultivation as soon as possible, and in three months, the champion of the Battle of Hundred Streams is my ultimate goal!"

"Yes, it is said that there are many sons of Tianjiao this time! However, with these magical towers, it is still unknown who will have the last laugh. The young man standing beside Yan Shao laughed, there was a scythe in his right hand, with a smell of blood, it seemed that this person was not a good person.

"Yes, let that guy get away for a few more days. ”