Chu Yan was shocked when he saw Ji Fengtian increase the output of soul power, and he didn't dare to hesitate, mobilizing all the energy in his mind and attacking Ji Fengtian fiercely.

At the moment when the two attacks collided, everyone in the audience suddenly felt like they had been pricked by needles in their minds, and they lost their minds for a short time.

"Not good!" Shocked, the four of them jumped above the ring and channeled their scattered energy towards the sky.

There was a loud bang in the ring, and the dust scattered. When the dust cleared, the victory and defeat of Ji Fengtian and Chu Yan had already been decided.

Chu Yan's whole person was already unconscious, and the corner of Ji Fengtian's mouth was bleeding, but he was still standing there upright.

"Help!" Yan Yang said to the people below.

The medical staff waiting below quickly stepped forward and carried Chu Yan away from the coma.

Ji Fengtian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and walked down. Although he won this battle, his mental power was also consumed a lot, and if he couldn't recover, I was afraid that it would affect tomorrow's battle.

After Yanyang announced the end of the semi-finals, Ji Fengtian walked quickly towards Qingshan Courtyard.

After a battle with Chu Yan, Ji Fengtian found that he was deficient in the control of spiritual power, if it was more than enough to deal with cultivators whose spiritual realm was lower than his own, if he encountered an opponent with slightly stronger spiritual power, he would not have any way at all.

"Elder Brother, I wonder if there is a spiritual attack type martial art that I can cultivate?" Ji Fengtian asked.

"There are very few soul attack martial arts, and unless they are alchemists, no one will study soul attacks. Qingniu said.

"But the master should have this kind of thing, you can check it out. Qingniu suddenly thought of something again, and Transsonic added.

Hearing Qingniu's words, Ji Fengtian suddenly remembered the Taiyi Chaos Sutra, although the Taiyi Chaos Sutra operated independently, but at the beginning, Ji Fengtian remembered that the Taiyi Chaos Sutra seemed to record the secret method of soul attack.

Ji Fengtian began to look through the Taiyi Chaos Sutra in his mind, and finally, he found a secret method of spiritual attack on it. What made Ji Fengtian cry and laugh was that this kind of spiritual attack secret method could only be used when it reached the fourth grade soul.

"It seems that we can only wait until this competition is over!" Shaking his head, Ji Fengtian didn't think about anything else, and lay on the bed and slept beautifully.

In the early morning of the next day, Ji Fengtian was woken up by the excited flames, and the two of them walked quickly towards the square in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

Before he arrived at the square, Ji Fengtian heard a noise.

looked at Yan Chihuo suspiciously, and found that Yan Chihuo was also at a loss.

The pace of their feet quickened, and the two soon came to the periphery of the square, but they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

I saw that the square was full of spectators, and it was roughly estimated that there must be more than 100,000 people.

Glancing at the road in front of him, Yan Chihuo shook his head with a wry smile, he dared to walk in, pulled Ji Fengtian, quietly bypassed the crowd, and passed through the City Lord's Mansion before coming to the ring.

At this time, Lan Yun and the two had been waiting below for a long time, and when they saw the two of them coming, the young man who used his fist was nothing, but Lan Yun's eyes were full of disdain.

Without paying attention to the two, the two walked to the side and stood still, waiting for the four people on the rostrum to take their places.

After a while, Yan Yang appeared on the rostrum with Lihuo and others, and it was still Yan Yang who spoke.

"Let's go to the final ranking match, let's come up and draw lots!" The words were still simple, still the box that isolated the detection of divine sense, and the four of them stepped forward in turn and drew a wooden stick.

The wooden stick in Ji Fengtian's hand was still No. 2, and he turned his gaze to Yan Chihuo's hand, and found that Yan Chihuo's wooden skewer was No. 1, and Yan Chihuo was obviously relieved when he saw that his wooden skewer was not No. 1.

"No. 1 on stage!" Yan Yang said to the four of them.

Hearing Yan Yang's words, Yan Chihuo flew into the ring and waited for the arrival of his opponent.

"I hope it's not that blue cloud!" Yan Chihuo prayed in his heart.

Although Yan Chihuo's prayer was sincere, God seemed to be joking with him on purpose.

Looking at Lan Yun on the other side, Yan Chihuo cursed in his heart, he was really afraid of something. Although his performance in Huoyue City is good, there is still a gap compared to the young man who ranks third among the four major families in Muyang City.

The two sides clasped their fists and saluted, Yan Chihuo looked at Lan Yun vigilantly, because Lan Yun didn't shoot many times, so Yan Chihuo was not very clear about the details of Lan Yun.

"Let you make three moves!" Lan Yun said disdainfully.

Hearing Lan Yun's words, Yan Chihuo was very unhappy in his heart. Xin said: "This Lan Yun is really arrogant, he actually let me make three moves, our cultivation is only two levels apart, not a moat." ”

"No need!" Yan Chihuo knew that he would lose, but he didn't want to be that villain, so he simply refused.

"Make a move, if I make a move, you won't even have a chance to fight back. Lan Yun's words were still arrogant, without the slightest idea of taking Yan Chihuo to heart.

Seeing Lan Yun's expression, Yan Chihuo was also angry. The toes were on the ground, and the figure instantly appeared in front of Lan Yun, and a palm slammed towards Lan Yun's chest.

However, something surprised Yan Chihuo, Lan Yun's body took a step back slightly, and his right hand led the void away, leading Yan Chihuo's body away.

"What?" Yan Chihuo was horrified in his heart, he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, his figure quickly flashed out, and his face was very unsightly when he looked at Lan Yun.

"Come again!" Lan Yun said, hooking his fingers.

"Flame Burning Void!" Yan Chihuo let out a low shout, his figure flashed rapidly, and huge flames erupted one after another, surging towards the blue clouds, and the entire ring instantly turned into a sea of fire.

"Boom!" Yan Chihuo's fingers pinched, and the flames in the ring burst out.

Everyone watching from the audience suddenly felt that the earth was trembling violently, and on the ring, rubble was splashing.

Without any relaxation, Yan Chihuo focused his gaze on the center of the explosion.

"Hehe, I didn't expect Lan Yun to use the Lan family's positive and negative armor control technique to such a point. Yang Xiao said with admiration.

"Lord Yang has won the award!" Lan Yuanke was modest.

Yan Yangmian, who was sitting on the side, didn't have any expression, just quietly looked at the center of the ring.

After a long time, the dust cleared, and in the center of the potholed ring, a blue energy shield kept rotating, and a young man in blue stood quietly inside.

"What!" Yan Chihuo was taken aback in his heart, although he knew that Lan Yun was powerful, his attack actually had no effect at all.

"Okay, the three moves have passed, let me do it now!" Lan Yunyin looked at Yan Chihuo with a sigh, his right hand suddenly stretched out, and the blue energy on it rotated forward and backward, and the cut air popped.

"Get out of the way!" Ji Fengtian shouted at Yan Chihuo.

"I won't give you that chance!" Lan Yun's figure instantly accelerated, appearing in front of Yan Chihuo, the blue ball of light in his hand was fiercely imprinted towards Yan Chihuo, if this blow is implemented, Yan Chihuo will be seriously injured if he does not die, at least Taihao Academy's assessment will not be able to participate.

Yan Chihuo also knew that he was completely out of action, and watched Lan Yun's palm print on his chest.