"It's really subtle, but for me, it's flashy. I've already found your flaws......" Yan Lan smiled treacherously, and when Yan Lingsong's one-leg attack came again, his left hand was running a thick Lingyuan, and he suddenly blocked it, and his right hand raised his index finger with a single vertical index finger, pointing at Lingyuan Lingrui, his body turned, and he took a step forward, and that finger, with lightning speed, towards the inside of Yan Lingsong's right leg knee, a little harder.

"Ah, stinky boy!" Yan Lingsong suddenly felt a tingling in his right leg, and with a pause, the next wave of offensive was slow and weak.

Yan Lan smiled again, his hands immediately turned into fists, and he held a huge spirit yuan, and slammed into Yan Lingsong's ankle, making a muffled sound that shook people's hearts.

"Ahh After rolling three times in the air, he fell to the ground, staggered, and took a few steps backwards before he stabilized his body.

"Ling Song's offensive was actually defeated......

There was an uproar among the clansmen. Obviously, he didn't expect that Yan Lingsong, who was on the offensive, would lose the upper hand in an instant.

"My Wind Shadow Legs have been secretly tempered for two or three years, and even if ordinary people see the offensive, they don't have the strength to resolve it. Yan Lan, in just a few breaths, saw the flaws and was able to crack them, and he did have some ability. Yan Lingsong pondered for a moment, then raised his head and glared at Yan Lan angrily.

Yan Lan gave Yan Lingsong a disdainful look in return, and then shook his hand freely and freely, dusting off the dust on his body, it seemed that Fang Cai's offensive did not make him feel much pressure.

"Phew, fortunately, my soul realm is much higher than him, so I can find a little flaw in the moment when the white horse passes through the gap. Otherwise, in the continuous attacks of this Wind Shadow Leg, in addition to retreating and dodging, he could only resist violently at the expense of Lingyuan. But in that case, the spirit yuan will be consumed several times, and now I can't afford it. ”

Yan Lan seemed to be silent, but she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. The shape is not obvious, it is psychologically that it has a deterrent effect on Yan Lingsong, making him feel that the Wind Shadow Legs have lost their effect. After all, if Yan Lingsong used the Wind Shadow Leg frantically, he would not only have to be tired of defense, but also have to use the power of his soul to detect, and the consumption would be much faster than Yan Lingsong. And those tricks that press the bottom of the box can't be used yet.

Because Yan Li had reminded that the Hongming Technique should not be used lightly, and the golden energy in the Zen space should not be exerted at will. The last time he rescued Yan Linghe under the storm of heavenly thunder and used his magic trick, it was because of the changes in heaven and earth and the manic energy, in that case, no one could tell what kind of means Yan Lan used.

"Brother Ling Song, what other means are there to use it!" Yan Lan said with a smile on his face and a little provocative. This is him taking advantage of the situation again and throwing a psychological bomb to Yan Lingsong.

"This kid really can't be underestimated!"

Yan Lingsong pondered for a moment, and said fiercely: "You kid, don't be too complacent, it was just an appetizer just now, now let you eat to your heart's content." ”

"Come on, I have a big appetite!" Yan Lan said with an awe-inspiring expression. People respect me, I respect people. If someone loses me a foot, I have already given three points, and if I want to give it an inch, will I not become a lamb to be slaughtered?

As soon as the words fell, Yan Lingsong stretched out his palms slightly, his palms downward, his hands on both sides of his body, and a huge momentum suddenly appeared.

"Heavenly Sword Hand, Ling Song is about to use the Heavenly Sword Hand, with his cultivation, the Heavenly Sword Hand should be much stronger than what Yan Linghe used more than ten days ago!"

The clansmen glared, and some even stood up slightly, staring at this crucial scene.

"Heavenly Sword Hand, it's not enough to defeat me!" Yan Lan sneered slyly, and then the momentum around his body rose, and his right hand pointed to the sky, which was also the Yan Clan's stunt Heavenly Sword Hand.

"Hmph!" Yan Lingsong sneered when he heard this, and said secretly, "Stinky boy, if you think this is an ordinary Heavenly Sword Hand, then you will lose." Anyway, this competition, to be in the top eight is my goal. Therefore, in this competition, I would rather exhaust all my spirit elements than defeat you. ”

At this moment, Yan Lingsong's face showed coldness, and above his hands, at the same time, the spirit yuan rolled, and gradually, the huge spirit yuan transformed into a hand blade, and gradually grew. Unlike Yan Lan, Yan Lingsong held the Lingyuan Heavenly Sword with both hands facing upward.

"Whew...... Is Ling Song crazy, he actually cast the Heavenly Sword Hand with both hands at the same time, this is an offensive that violently consumes the Spirit Yuan!"

"I don't know if Yan Lan can resist this offensive!"

"This move is extremely domineering, I'm afraid that Yan Lan won't be able to withstand this wave of attacks!"

......

Yan Lingsong's madness suddenly made the clansmen exclaim, and at the same time, they were worried about Yan Lan's fate.

"Dual-Yuan Heavenly Sword Hand?" Yan Lan squinted his eyes slightly, feeling Yan Lingsong's rising momentum, although Yan Lingsong's offensive was unexpected, but it did not exceed the pressure of his psychological expectations, and then his face froze slightly, and his eyes flashed with determination.

"Shuangyuan Heavenly Sword Hand, haha, this is not just the Shuangyuan Heavenly Sword......" Yan Lingsong's eyes flashed with wanton madness, and the corners of his mouth were filled with an unpredictable smile.

"Yan Lan, come on, let me see if your genius ability can make me surrender!"

With a loud shout, Yan Lingsong released a monstrous madness, gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness, and then his two hands slowly closed to the middle. The two swords, which are more than one foot long, gradually converge and merge into one.

This madness made the clansmen exclaim again. Even Yan Yaoji and Zhou Tianfeng had a hint of expectation in their eyes. Yan Lan, can you withstand this domineering blow?

Yan Lan sensed Yan Lingsong's madness, and his resolute eyes also released a ruthless energy. As soon as his mind moved, a stream of soul power came out leisurely, but instead of directly attacking Yan Lingsong, he blessed the Heavenly Sword Hand with more than a foot in his right hand.

"For the dignity of my father, for the sake of the king's weapon, and for the sake of living up to the grace of the heavens, I will not be defeated by you!"

Confident and resolute pride appeared on Yan Lan's face, and in his eyes, Yan Lingsong's two continuously fused heavenly sword hands were reflected, and suddenly, Yan Lan burst out with an unprecedented powerful battle intent. This fighting spirit was so monstrous that the surrounding clansmen were slightly frightened.

"Brother Xiaolan, you have to hold on!" Yan Lingyu held her hands nervously, her eyes full of worry.

"Dual-element integration, Heavenly Sword Slash!" Yan Lingsong shouted violently, nearly two feet long, enough bucket-thick Heavenly Sword energy, and suddenly slashed towards Yan Lan.

"Thunder and lightning heavenly sword slash!" With a faint shout in his heart, he mobilized the huge spirit yuan, Yan Lan's right hand, with the momentum of wind and thunder, towards Yan Lingsong's heavenly sword slash.

At this moment, the eyes of almost all the clansmen were focused on the two heavenly sword slashes, and most of the clansmen couldn't help but stand up, open their mouths, and look at the touching blow.

"Bang!"

With an explosion, the two heavenly swords collided together, and the huge spirit energy exploded, and the remaining huge energy consumed and entangled with each other, and for a while, it was a stalemate.

"Well, it's not small. Yan Lan frowned, and tried his best to urge the spirit yuan to pour it into the Heavenly Sword Slash. Yan Lingsong's crazy heavenly sword slash really made him feel pressure and heaviness.

"Shattered, genius!" Yan Ling gritted his teeth, urging the last huge spirit yuan to slash towards the sky.

"It's not me!" Yan Lan's eyes were sharp, and he gritted his teeth, but instead of urging the spirit element, he released a huge soul power and poured it into the Heavenly Sword Slash.

When the two extremely powerful energies collided violently, they were entangled for a short moment, and finally lost their balance, producing an explosion that shook the earth. The dazzling explosion made it impossible for the clansmen to look directly. At that moment, a few people who cultivated as high as Yan Yaoji and others suddenly discovered that a huge thunderbolt flowed out from Yan Lantian's sword, tearing through Yan Lingsong's defense......

Two figures burst out from the huge light at the same time, one was Yan Lan and the other was Yan Lingsong.

In mid-air, Yan Lan straightened up with a carp, and his body rotated a few times, which cushioned the rebound force, and stopped a few inches away from the line of the test area, panting slightly, and his face was a little pale. Although his body was still a little unstable, at least he stopped steadily.

The moment he landed, Yan Lan's eyes narrowed, and his gaze was firmly locked on Yan Lingsong.

I saw Yan Lingsong lying soft, throwing an arc in the air, and flying straight towards the outside of the competition area. The referee was shocked for a moment, and only then did he react, and one flew up, picked up Yan Lingsong, and landed on the ground.

"I ...... Actually...... Lose......" said a few words intermittently, Yan Lingsong's body softened and fainted.

It wasn't until this moment that most of the clansmen reacted from that spectacular competition, and all their eyes were focused on that slender figure. Although slender, he did have the immovable power of Mount Tai, and this momentum made the hearts of the clansmen beat a few times.

"Yan Lan, I actually won ......"

In the silence, I don't know which tribesman exclaimed.

Immediately afterwards, the entire square erupted into a series of shaking shouts.

"Yanlan, good job!"

"Our genius in the East End, haha!"

"It should be a genius of my clan, how can it be monopolized by your Eastern District?"

"I'll just say, Yan Lan will definitely win!"

"What, didn't you just say that he couldn't even withstand the first wave of attacks?"

"Fuck you, did Lao Tzu say it, come up with evidence!"

“......”

"Father, I won!"

Feeling the boiling sound of everyone shaking the audience, Yan Lan breathed a heavy sigh of relief, closed her eyes quite enjoyably, and bathed in the glory that she had finally achieved. After a while, he smiled contentedly, slowly turned around, and looked at Yan Li who was sitting on the high platform, with a joy flowing in his eyes. This is a rare joy, a joy that can only be possessed after going through all kinds of crises and defeating a powerful opponent.

Yan Li stared at Yan Lan, nodded slightly, and gave Yan Lan an appreciative look.

"It's so nice to be cheered by the clansmen!" Yan Lan looked up at the sky and exhaled a deep breath, "But I can't be proud, in the ninefold realm, I'm just the first......"