Therefore, before the battle began, the disciples of the Northern Regions felt that victory was already doomed. Even if there are unexpectedly two people in the Southern Regions who have broken into the third round, there are only two of them, and there are only two of them in the Northern Regions, plus the stone dragon who is about to win, there are three people.

The three of them against the two, although the result was not satisfactory, but they were finally able to accept it, because in this way, they still suppressed the southern region in the northern region.

In the sky, the elders of the Northern Regions who were looking at the situation at this time were also secretly relieved that no matter what, their Northern Regions had not been subverted by the Southern Regions that had been suppressed, and in this way, they had finally saved face.

Although Han Chen was annoyed by this, he couldn't say anything when he opened his mouth. Because even if Yan Chutian has created too many miracles all along, the situation in front of him is still almost a dead end.

Without really seeing it, no one can believe that Yan Chutian has the possibility of defeating Shi Long.

So to really put it mildly, maybe there are only a few people who always believe in Yan Chutian, and coincidentally, these people are all women.

All in all, Yan Chutian finally stepped into the huge ring and appeared under the gaze of everyone. And when he took the stage, Shi Long, the top saint son of the Northern Regions, also stepped on the platform with big feet, and with the help of the huge anti-shock force, he rose into the air and swept to the ring.

As soon as he took the stage, Shi Long's arrogant eyes locked on Yan Chutian, and then said proudly in the same tone, "The scum of the Southern Regions, today is the time for me Shi Long to end your good luck!"

There were many people in the Northern Regions who were extremely hostile to the Southern Regions, and this stone dragon was obviously one of them, so he showed no mercy to Shangyan Chutian's words, and tried his best to ridicule them.

And since the other party was so rampant, of course Yan Chutian would not give the other party any face, and his disdainful words with cold eyes immediately confided, "Is there only a verbal arrogant saint son like you in the Northern Regions?"

Yan Chutian's words were astonishing, not only shocking the disciples of the Northern Regions, but also making those elders slightly stunned, and then revealing a cold sneer. They obviously didn't expect that Yan Chutian would be so rampant and speak such astonishing words.

Therefore, the Northern Regions Elder couldn't help but look at Han Chen, and then sneered, "The disciple brought back by Elder Han is really extraordinary, and he despises my Northern Regions Holy Son so much. ”

Hearing this, Han Chen was helpless in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Yan Chutian would suddenly say such words. But no matter how he said it, he also fought for countless honors for the Southern Regions, so Han Chen simply replied with a sneer, supporting Yan Chutian.

"Young people are inevitably young and frivolous, and besides, compared to the holy sons of the Northern Regions, they are nothing..."

"Heh..."

Hearing this, the elder of the Northern Regions sneered and said no more, because when he thought about it, when Shi Long defeated Yan Chutian, it would naturally be the time when the Southern Regions would lose face. Look at the Southern Regions disciple who was defeated miserably, what kind of words can he say.

At the same moment, Shi Long in the ring was slightly stunned, and then his eyes gradually narrowed, and a sneer with a sharp cold light resurfaced, and sneered, "I really hope that when I trample you on the soles of my feet, you can still say the words at this time." ”

Before the words fell, the stone dragon had already burst out, and the majestic spiritual power surged, and the huge coercion took the lead in suppressing Yan Chutian, such the coercion of the fourth-layer cultivation of the Yuan Dan, I am afraid that it would be able to suppress many cultivators of the second or even third layer of the Yuan Dan so that they could not move.

But Yan Chutian naturally wouldn't be that kind of cultivator, even if his cultivation hadn't broken through to the second layer of Yuan Dan, he was still under the coercion at the moment when the coercion hit, and his right foot stomped on the ground, setting off a huge wave of spiritual power, colliding with that coercion.

"Boom...!"

At the moment of the collision, the amazing energy ripples impacted, but this kind of collision was obviously just a temptation, when the ripples spread, there was a muffled sound of fists to flesh in the center of the collision again, and when the energy ripples subsided slightly, everyone could see that in the central place, there were two figures with fists and legs constantly bombarding, and the muffled sound came from this handover.

The two kept fighting, and in the process of such an exchange, many Southern Regions disciples who had no hope for Yan Chutian couldn't help but their eyes gradually lit up, because they were shocked to find that under such a struggle, Yan Chutian didn't seem to be invincible.

At the same time, the faces of the disciples of the Northern Regions were a little unnatural, because they did not see the expected scene where Shi Long almost crushed Yan Chutian, but this kind of scene was very similar to the battle between Yan Chutian and Jin Lan yesterday, and the two were always on par, and then Yan Chutian won the victory.

Could it be that today, we still want to let yesterday's scene be staged again?

"Humph!"

This situation obviously made Shi Long extremely angry, and his cold snort became more and more domineering, and when he raised his hand, a spiritual power dragon suddenly appeared, opening its huge mouth and devouring Yan Chutian.

The spiritual power dragon attacked, and Yan Chutian connected with a meat fist, but this naturally would not be an ordinary meat fist, a second-grade Xuanyang body, it was not simple!

"Bang...!"

The flesh fist collided strongly with the spiritual power dragon, but the seemingly powerful spiritual power dragon was actually torn apart by Yan Chutian's punch, turning into a point of light in the sky and quickly dissipating.

When the blow failed, the stone dragon was even more annoyed, and immediately pinched the seal, and the earth around the soles of his feet continued to have spiritual power ripples spreading, and when the ripples spread, a huge spiritual power giant hand slowly raised, and then fell towards Yan Chutian to suppress it.

Seeing the huge giant hand suppressing it, Yan Chutian's eyes condensed slightly, and then he also raised his arm, and wisps of Xuanyang Qi continued to pour into his right arm, and when that power brewed to a certain extent, it exploded.

"Xuanyang Hand!"

The seemingly thin palm suddenly burst out with incomparably majestic power, colliding with the spiritual power giant hand.

"Boom...!"

The turbulent and turbulent ripples of spiritual power spread wildly, and the result of this encounter was beyond the expectations of too many people, the two could be said to be the power of the same palm print, and the result was that the spiritual power giant hand immediately collapsed away, and the seemingly thin palm carried an extremely terrifying power, driving straight in, straight towards the stone dragon.

This abrupt situation not only shocked everyone, but also shocked the stone dragon himself, after all, he never thought that his offensive would be defeated by the other party.

But as a top-notch saint son, Shi Long's reaction was naturally too ordinary, and he suddenly returned to his senses, and he immediately urged the spiritual power in his body, and the spiritual power surged out, turning into a piece of armor covering his body.

After condensing such a defense, Shi Long breathed a sigh of relief, after he thought that he had such a defense, he would definitely not need to worry about the opponent's attack.

It's just that he never imagined that when Yan Chutian Xuanyang hit out, he didn't stop moving, and wisps of essence-like Xuanyang Qi quickly poured into his right arm, and although they were all the accumulation of Xuanyang Qi, this time it was different from before, because what he was about to cast this time was Xuanyang Finger!

"Xuanyang Finger!"

Suddenly, Yan Chutian burst into a shout, and when the roar fell, the power that had accumulated for a long time burst out from the tips of his two fingers, turning into two mysterious fluctuations and rushing towards the stone dragon at great speed.

"Bang!"

In the eyes of everyone, it was Xuanyang's remaining strength that was resisted by the spiritual defense around Shi Long's body, but then the inexplicable fluctuations burst out and smashed on the spiritual armor, which immediately pierced the armor, and then knocked him away.

When the stone dragon staggered to the ground, a rich color of disbelief appeared on his face, how could he imagine that his own defense had actually been broken by the other party, and the ferocity of such an attack had reached?

But the more shocked he was, the more shame came to his heart, and he just kept saying that he wanted to suppress the other party, but now he became like this, didn't his previous words turn into a big slap from time to time, slapping him in the face loudly?

"Damn it!"

Shi Long gritted his teeth and drank lowly, and his eyes were full of blood red when he suddenly raised his face.

"Coiling Dragon Blood Pattern!"

When the eyes were blood-red, the power of the spirit pattern had already been urged by the stone dragon, and a dragon-shaped pattern entrenched in the blood-red eyes gradually condensed, and then projected between heaven and earth, releasing its own evil qi to the fullest.

Without hesitation, he used the power of the spirit pattern, he could only say that the anger in Shi Long's heart had reached a certain level, otherwise it would not be like this.

It's just that if it is a competition for the power of the spirit pattern, how can Yan Chutian be afraid, seeing that dragon-shaped blood pattern emerge from the heavens and the earth, Yan Chutian also breathed a sigh, and then the lines in his eyes loomed, gradually intertwined into a huge heavy sword.

"Xuanyang Sword Pattern!"