The sound of breaking wind sounded, and the warriors present all rushed towards the stones in the ring with burning eyes, as if they could get a huge reward when they got there.

When everyone tried their best to rush into the ring, Ye Lan ran unhurriedly. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was feeling something.

The invisible sharp qi emanating from the stone became like a substance in Ye Lan's mind, forming a flowing line.

The threads seemed to spread irregularly, and if they touched the warrior, the man would surely fall back with injuries.

This selection has just begun, and many martial artists have been eliminated, and there are also some people who are far ahead, and the difference in strength is very obvious.

The leader was Su Mengxuan, there was a fiery red light film on her body that wrapped her, and as soon as those sharp qi touched this light film, they disappeared like mud cows entering the sea.

And there was actually a sturdy man and an ordinary-looking young man who went hand in hand with Su Mengxuan, and the speed of progress was not bad at all.

The big man held a giant axe, and between swings, it made a sharp grinding sound with the sharp qi, splashing a little spark. The young man was like a leopard, and he dodged all the sharp qi that came at him with his swift leap.

"It's time. Ye Lan, who was moving slowly, suddenly stared, his soles lightly stepped on the ground, and the whole person swept out like an eagle, and his body twisted and turned sideways, shuttling through the gaps of sharp qi.

When the leader had already entered the range of ten zhang, three-quarters of the people in the field had already been eliminated, and almost all of the people who remained had cultivated more than seven stars of martial artists.

"Look, that kid seems to only have about six stars as a martial artist. I don't know whose exclamation it was, and people's eyes turned to the eagle-like figure.

"How is this possible?"

"Did he figure out the laws of these sharp qi and dodge so smoothly? ”

Ye Lan's humble cultivation and his skills that did not match his cultivation were very dazzling in the scene, which aroused heated discussions among people. And Su Bin's eyes were also on Ye Lan's body, with an interested color in his eyes.

The three leading people were already within five feet of the stone, and the sharp aura here was more dense and violent, which made it no longer easy for the three of them. At the same time, there were already eight people within ten zhang of the stone, and Ye Lan was about to enter.

"Oh my God, he hasn't slowed down yet!" Another burst of exclamation sounded, and everyone saw Ye Lan go straight to within ten zhang while maintaining a high speed.

Ten zhang is a watershed, the pressure inside the ten zhang is completely different from the outside of the ten zhang, except for the three leading people, everyone else will adjust the speed appropriately when entering here. However, Ye Lan, who was lowly in cultivation, also rushed in without slowing down, which made the faces of the onlookers very exciting.

Ye Lan's steps were graceful and agile, like a leaf dancing in the wind, no matter how strong the wind was, it couldn't blow through the leaves.

The most amazing thing is that Ye Lan seems to have eyes all over his body, and he can always make appropriate adjustments before the sharp qi from other directions hits.

As Ye Lan rushed wildly without slowing down, he gradually overtook the others, only lagging behind the leading three, and the attention of the leading three was also attracted by him.

"It didn't disappoint. Su Mengxuan pursed his lips and smiled, and the red light film on his body became thicker.

"I hope to wait a minute, if you run into it, you can fight a little harder. The big man licked his lips, and there was a hot battle intent burst out in his eyes, and the light of the dancing axe was impenetrable.

Only the young man did not say anything, but a coldness appeared in his eyes.

Ten breaths later, Ye Lan also rushed into the range of five zhang, and his speed finally slowed down slightly, but it was still very light and flexible.

At the same time, the leading three were already very close to the stone, and they began to attack the stone by their own means.

"Fire Snake Palm!" The layer of light on Su Mengxuan's body suddenly condensed towards her hand, turning into the phantom of a red snake, and then her palm gently imprinted towards the stone.

"Mountain Splitting Axe!" the big man roared, and the earthy yellow light bloomed, and his giant axe slashed at the stone like a thousand might.

The young man, however, didn't seem to be in a hurry, and casually punched the stone, but there seemed to be a dark purple light flashing from his fist.

As the young man punched out, Su Bin's face who observed this scene suddenly became solemn, and his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

The attacks of the three of them landed on the stones at the same time, and there was a high-decibel sound of gold and iron clashing.

Ye Lan, who was moving forward, took the time to take a look, only to see an inch-deep palm print, a fist mark with a purple glow, and a deeper axe mark had been left on it.

"It's all over. Ye Lan whispered, and then his face tightened, and the soles of his feet stomped on the ground, and the whole thing had risen into the air, floating towards the stone that was only two feet away.

"Oh my God, what is he doing?"

"He doesn't want to leave marks on the stones. ”

"With his cultivation, this is completely wishful thinking!"

Ye Lan's actions once again detonated the audience, although his flexible flip and dodge before made many people dazzled, but his flexible skills are not equal to powerful attacks, and it is simply difficult to leave traces on the stones when the cultivation is so low!

And even if you want to leave a mark on the stone, it is not a good choice to pull it up. The bounce power of a low-level martial artist is limited, and it is difficult to inflict effective damage with the kinetic energy brought by falling from the sky.

What's more, taking off in the air in this case, because it is not very convenient in the air, it is easy to become a live target for sharp energy!

At this moment, whether it was Su Bin, who was already pondering, or the three people who had reached their goal and were moving away from the stone, and even the person who was behind and trying to get close to the stone, they all slowed down the movements of their hands, and they all looked at the figure in the air with curiosity, wondering what he would do.

When Ye Lan's body was still in the air, and even more than a zhang away from the stone, the Yin Feng Sword that had been inserted into the scabbard at his waist slashed out like lightning, and then turned into a Dao sword shadow in the void, splashing sparks.

What is he doing? This is the question of almost everyone, Ye Lan is like a child who has just learned to wield a sword at random at this time, there is no order to speak, and he doesn't even know where the opponent is.

Clang... Clang... Clang...

A series of crisp sounds sounded, and every time Ye Lan took out his sword, he would collide with the sharp qi shooting from the stone, and his body shape was constantly changing under the effect of the anti-shock force.

"Oh my God, he's rising!" another commotion erupted, and as Ye Lan continued to swing his sword, people finally saw some clues.

The angle at which Ye Lan took out his sword was very strange, meeting the sharp qi shot from different angles at a completely different angle, and the backlash force generated every time was pushing him up.

After realizing this fact, the faces of the people present were covered with a thick look of horror, and even Su Bin's face was extremely solemn, how much precision judgment and calculation was included in this seemingly simple method of using strength to elevate himself? Su Bin thought that he could not do it himself!

"What is the origin of this son? Su Bin looked at Ye Lan's skillful and accurate sword strikes again and again, he was very curious about what kind of place could cultivate such a genius?

Under the force of the shock again and again, Ye Lan's speed was not fast, but his body was nearly ten meters away from the ground.

In the admiring and admiring gazes of everyone, there was no change on Ye Lan's face, his eyes were slightly closed at this time, and there was a flash of light in his eyes from time to time, he was completely immersed in his own world.

His cultivation is now low, and if he attacks head-on, he is not very sure of success, after all, his current most powerful move, Wind Slash, is not suitable for attacking fortifications. And the place that directly entered the quarterfinals was quite important to him, because with his cultivation, he couldn't fight for a long time. So as a last resort, he could only find another way and use this method to increase his power.

However, even if he wanted to stay in the air, it was quite difficult, and some of the shock force was transmitted to his hand through the Wind Sword, causing his right hand to go numb a little.

There was another crisp sound, Ye Lan was already more than ten meters above the ground, and he also appeared directly above the stone. Finally, he stopped swinging his sword, his body leaned forward slightly, his hands clenched the hilt of the sword, and then the whole person swooped down in a posture of splitting Huashan with a force.

The violent sound of breaking wind resounded, and as Ye Landi accelerated down, the sound of breaking wind became more and more sharp, and all the sharp qi shooting towards him was torn apart by him in an unstoppable attitude!

At this time, Ye Lan usually wore long hair and danced wildly with the wind, and there was a sense of wildness that was different from usual.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed on Ye Lan's Yinfeng sword, and the violent sound of breaking the wind disappeared completely, and the air around Ye Lan's body that was hindering his movement began to converge on his sword, forming a huge cyclone, he seemed to have turned into a part of the wind, and the wind continued to throw itself into his arms.

"It's... Wind Slash?" Su Bin looked at the young man who was carrying the wind down with some disbelief, as the manager of the Xiaoyao Sect, he was naturally very familiar with the martial arts of his own sect, he saw the charm of the Wind Slash from Ye Lan's movements, but he seemed to have changed the inherent usage.

Just when Su Bin was in doubt, Ye Lan's sword had already slashed into the stone, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was even louder than the three of them had caused before, and everyone stared at the stone, wanting to know what the result was.

After the dust splashed by Ye Lan slowly dissipated, a thick expression of disbelief appeared on people's faces, and the audience suddenly became deathly silent.

A gasp rang out, breaking the momentary dead silence.

"This, this can't be!"

The smoke and dust cleared, and the deep trace on the stone was clearly displayed in front of people, and it was even deeper than the three marks next to it!