"Senior Brother Zhao, it seems that you are still too anxious...!"

The indifferent whisper sounded slowly, but with this indifferent voice, it caused an uproar around him, obviously no one would have thought that under Zhao Hong's attack that was enough to severely damage the peak cultivator of the Transformation Spirit, this young man who was only in the late stage of Transformation would actually be safe and sound?

"It's... How could this be, he actually blocked Zhao Hong's attack!"

"The previous offensive Zhao Hong definitely showed his true strength, he can still resist it?"

"No wonder he dared to challenge Zhao Hong, he was actually hidden!"

Sun Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, maybe others couldn't see the clues, but with his cultivation, how could he not see some cattiness with his eyesight. But it was when he saw it that he was also shocked, and he secretly thought in his heart that the person Han Shi fancied was really unusual.

"Senior Brother Yan Chu is so powerful!"

Zhou Qingqiao's face was excited, this scene was so similar to the scene when the other party saved her a few days ago, which made her heart shake and her eyes were full of joy.

At the same time, the uproar around him was extremely harsh in Zhao Hong's ears, because this should have belonged to him, but today he was not paying attention and actually let the other party snatch it!

"You're really looking for death!"

Zhao Hong secretly gritted his teeth, turned around and looked at the same indifferent immature face, he really wanted to punch him on the head and break the bloodstream. Therefore, how could he hesitate, the crowd suddenly shot out again, and the spiritual power vortex above his palms emerged, bringing a large amount of turbulent spiritual power.

"Ten Thousand Mountains Crack the Coffin!"

"Boom!"

As far as the eye could see, Zhao Hong's palms had become extremely black, and the essence of spiritual power was constantly transformed into a dark inexplicable substance, lingering on his five fingers.

When both of his palms were covered by this dark substance, a powerful tearing intent spread, as if a heaven-shattering divine coffin had descended in front of him, and it could only be torn apart by it.

In the next moment, a powerful offensive came towards Yan Chutian, and at the same moment, it was full of exclamations.

"Zhao Hong actually used all the hands of the Ten Thousand Mountains to crack the coffin, this is the second stage of the spirit product!"

"Tsk... It seems that this kid has really angered Zhao Hong, as soon as this kind of spiritual skill comes out, even if he is also a spiritual consummation cultivator, he has to weigh himself, let alone him. ”

“......”

Seeing the offensive coming, Yan Chutian's eyebrows drooped slightly, even he had to admit that this kind of spiritual attack had reached the level of enough to threaten him, even if he broke through to the late stage of the Transformation Realm, even if he cultivated the "Nalei Jue", but after all, he was two realms behind Zhao Hong, who had completed the transformation of the Spirit.

So it's not a clear choice for him, and it seems that he can only use that ability...

As soon as he thought of this, Yan Chutian did not hesitate any longer, and when the spiritual power handprint of the powerful wind came, Yan Chutian's right foot lightly swiped forward. It's just that Yan Chutian's action in the eyes of the people around him is tantamount to asking for his own death, because he actually took the initiative to rush towards Zhao Hong's offensive!

"It's... Is he crazy and actually took the initiative to pounce on Zhao Hong's Wanshan Cracked Coffin?"

"It's crazy!"

“......”

Looking at Yan Chutian's movements, Sun Yun was also puzzled, he really couldn't understand, how could Yan Chutian, who had always been amazing, suddenly make such a stupid move?

Could it be that he has really reached the point where his donkey skills are exhausted and the mountains and rivers are exhausted?

"Since you are looking for your own death, then don't blame me!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhao Hong's face was ecstatic, and then more ruthlessness emerged. Even if he doesn't really kill the other party, he must defeat him fiercely, otherwise how can he get out of the bad breath before!

The black hand descended, and in many incomprehensible or mocking eyes, it appeared above Yan Chutian's head. In the next moment, the black hand completely covered Yan Chutian's body, and the roaring sound rang out at the right time, but at the moment when Zhao Hong's face was full of joy, a thin body suddenly appeared from behind the descending black hand, shocking all the disciples present.

"It's... This is impossible, he was obviously hit by Zhao Hong's attack, how could he be safe and sound!"

"How did he do it?!"

"Impossible, how can it be!"

“......”

Similarly, Zhao Hong's own face changed drastically, if he was a little hazy before, then now he feels it really. The other party actually dodged from between the loopholes after his own attack came, but how could this be!

The other party's cultivation is obviously two small realms lower than himself, how can he dodge his own attack?

"You kid..."

Sun Yun suddenly realized, and at the same time, his face became even more vibrating. No wonder this guy dared to take the initiative to meet Zhao Hong's attack, originally he thought that Yan Chutian had mastered a high-level body magic spirit technique, but looking at the situation at this time, how could it be as simple as a body magic spirit technique!

Ignoring the reactions around him, the moment he dodged the attack, Yan Chutian, who had grabbed Zhao Hong's distraction, burst out, and the spiritual light in his hand surged, and wisps of brilliant spiritual power burst out like a rain of arrows, enveloping the former.

Therefore, when Zhao Hong reacted, the rain of spiritual power arrows had already descended on the top of his head, and with an ugly face, he hurriedly urged the spiritual power in his body, and summoned a face light shield in front of him to block the attack.

However, his reaction was still slower after all, so the rain of spiritual power arrows fell, even if Zhao Hong was a complete spiritual cultivator, his defenses were shattered one by one, and the last spiritual power came, forcing him to resist with the palm of his flesh and resist hard.

But resisting with the palm of his flesh, Zhao Hong's palms naturally oozed red blood, which made his face extremely ugly, because he couldn't have imagined that he was the first to be injured when he fought with the ants in his eyes!

"You're damn it...!"

Zhao Hong gritted his teeth and raised his head, but the moment he raised his head, Yan Chutian appeared strangely again, and suddenly slapped his chest with a palm, even if he had the spiritual power to protect his body, he flew upside down in the roar, falling several feet away.

"Ahem..."

Zhao Hong coughed violently, and this time even blood spilled out of his mouth. But Yan Chutian's offensive did not stop there, and when Zhao Hong wanted to struggle to get up, a heavy palm hit him on the back again, causing Zhao Hong to slam on the ground again.

"Shh

Looking at Yan Chutian's series of invulnerable offensives, and then at Zhao Hong, who was smashed on the ground like a dead dog, the surrounding disciples couldn't help but gasp and be shocked. If in the past, they would never have believed that a late-stage Soul Transformation Cultivator would actually be able to fight against a Soul Transformation Perfection Cultivator, then from now on, it will be different.

The young man in front of them taught them what real strength is after all, even if it is only in the late stage of soul transformation, it can also severely damage the cultivator who has completed the spirit transformation!

"Senior Brother Zhao, it seems that I won!"

On the side of Zhao Hong, who was like a dead dog, Yan Chutian lowered his head and whispered in his ear, but Zhao Hong, who heard these words again, no longer had any ability to refute.

He had been completely defeated at the hands of Yan Chutian, and it was conceivable that after this battle, even if the other party was just a new disciple, he would also make a name for himself through himself. And himself, turned into a pitiful stepping stone.