Yan Lan could clearly feel that when the golden ability exploded, the pressure around his arms suddenly lightened, and then he saw hundreds of thunder blades, which lost their original edge the moment the golden ability touched.

In the blink of an eye, the Monk Spectating the Battle suddenly burst out of the tumbling thunder blade.

Together!

Two courses!

......

A moment later, countless golden rays pierced out from the thunderblade storm, like golden hedgehogs.

"This ...... What's going on?" "When Situ Zhaoyun was full of confidence, he suddenly found that his Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade seemed to encounter a more ferocious force, and he suddenly languished.

At this moment, Situ Hengyi, who was full of color, suddenly felt like eating a fly, his face suddenly stagnated, and his old spicy gaze burst into strong disbelief.

"What is this, what the hell is going on with the Yan Clan, how can there be such a weird and terrifying energy? In the past martial arts test ceremonies, why didn't the Yan Clan be so strong?" Even if Situ Hengyi racked his brains, he couldn't think of a reason. I could only stare at the big eyes of the copper bell, staring at the competition within the circle.

The high-level leaders of the first-class forces such as Forget the World, Zhou Tianfeng, and Pang He also revealed incredible eyes at this moment, and they were extremely unfamiliar with this golden ability.

For some reason, the feeling brought to them by the golden ability was not any evil, but a peaceful and huge majesty enveloped their hearts, as if an ancient god had descended from the sky, making them feel the urge to prostrate and surrender.

However, this was just a very subtle feeling, because the golden ability that Yan Lan took out was not large enough, and their cultivation was very high, and the distance was very far, with their keen sense, they felt that there was such a strange feeling.

The monks who were watching the battle were all not weak in cultivation, and they couldn't understand this strange feeling. It's just that this feeling is relatively mild, and most people are slightly confused, so they don't pay attention to it anymore.

At this moment, who wins and who loses between Yan Lan and Situ Zhaoyun is what everyone is concerned about.

Yan Yaoji looked at the golden ability released by Yan Lan, and his pupils suddenly tightened. Even if he was the patriarch of the Yan clan, he didn't know the secret of Yan Lan. At this moment, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that Yan Lan could release such a strange energy, but he was extremely fortunate in his heart, no matter what, Yan Lan's strength was a kind of luck for the Yan clan.

Within the Circle, Yan Lan's face was light, his hands danced freely, and his golden ability was like a gold chain on his body, floating up and down with his gestures, calmly dissipating the attack power of the Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blades.

"Fortunately, I have the Zen heart of compassion left to me by my mother, otherwise, I am afraid that it will be really difficult for me to win this battle. In the future, you still have to temper a lot, and you can't always rely on treasures. ”

The more Yan Lan saw the subtlety of the golden ability, the more he was amazed at what kind of existence his mother was.

At this moment, no matter how Situ Zhaoyun blessed the thunder energy, the thunder blade was always like a moth to a fire, and it would collapse when touched.

"No...... Impossible, my Lei Dan, with the Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade, is impossible to defeat. I don't care what kind of magic it is, I must win. ”

Situ Zhaoyun's eyes flashed cold, his hair fluttered, his face was hideous, and the whole person suddenly became crazy.

"I want to see if you have more golden energy, or if I have more Lei Dan energy!

Situ Zhaoyun gritted his teeth violently, and the thunder pill in the dantian suddenly turned into thousands of thunderbolts, and was released surging along the meridians around him.

At this moment, the space around Situ Zhaoyun began to tremble slightly, which showed how strong Lei Dan was in his body.

The Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade was blessed with huge thunder energy, and its momentum suddenly skyrocketed, and another wave of thunder blade attacks instantly enveloped Yan Lan along with the golden ability.

The huge thunderblade storm once again obscured Yan Lan's figure.

"Hahaha...... I'm going to crush you, I don't believe it, you're beaten with steel. My Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade, not to mention your human body, is a huge dark iron stone, and I can also grind it like powder. ”

The entire venue reverberated with Situ Zhaoyun's crazy shouts.

Yan Lan was in the thunder blade storm, and he didn't panic in the slightest, but his eyes lit up, and he sneered: "Fighting with me to consume energy, it's like a grasshopper shaking a tree!"

The golden ability in the Zen heart space was like an endless sea, and Situ Zhaoyun's seemingly powerful Lei Dan was simply a firefly light competing with the sun.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Lan had already entered and exited from the Zen heart space, and above his palms, there was an even larger golden ball.

"Since my mother has given me such great strength, I can't lose my mother's face or my family's face. Domineering, haha, there is strength to be domineering. Mother, at this moment, let me borrow your strength to be domineering!"

Yan Lan stared at the two golden balls, feeling the thunder storm that was constantly pressing around him, and a fierce color appeared in his eyes.

"Situ Xiaoer, this little bit of power, what can I do!"

Yan Lan shouted violently, and shot a golden ability upward, after breaking through a crack in the Thunder Blade Storm, his body jumped up, rushed up ten zhang into the air, and looked down.

Above his palms, the golden ability flickered, reflecting Yan Lan's body as if it were gold.

Everyone raised their heads, staring at the energy above Yan Lan's palms, and their eyebrows were full of doubts.

The eyes of the forgotten real person froze, and he said secretly: "I have lived for a hundred years and have never seen this energy." Could it be that this golden energy is not possessed by Tianlu at all, is it ......?"

The corners of the eyes twitched a few times, and his eyes immediately turned to Yan Yaoji, only to see that Yan Yaoji also showed a ray of surprise, which made him extremely puzzled.

"Could it be that the golden energy was given by a certain great supernatural person, or did Yan Lan get it from by some chance?"

The forgetful real man rolled his eyes a few times, swallowed his saliva, and a touch of greed appeared in his expression.

With his knowledge, he could see that the rarity of this golden ability was definitely not under the desolate beast. The pursuit of power is a desire that most monks find difficult to contain.

The high-level of some other big forces also revealed a little different meaning in their eyes.

Above the sky, Yan Lan looked down at Situ Zhaoyun and shouted, "Situ Xiao'er, if you want to destroy me, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Yan Lan said, his hands were closed, and the two golden balls merged into one, releasing an even greater majesty.

Immediately, Yan Lan's body moved, carrying a huge golden ball, and pounced fiercely towards Situ Zhaoyun.

Situ Zhaoyun was slightly surprised, and immediately came back to his senses, and shouted with all his might: "It's not so easy to destroy me. ”

I saw Situ Zhaoyun pinching his hands and pulling his arms, and the huge thunder blade storm turned into a thunder blade python, opened its bloody mouth, and rushed towards Yan Lan to kill.