Ling Tiansu had a bright smile on his face, but in the eyes of Mencius Yu, it was extremely hateful.

He raised the knife in his hand and said with a smile: "The Great Autumn Falling Rain Fist is so powerful......

On the blade of the winter sword, the sword bloomed widely, and it did not attack in the direction of Meng Ziyu.

Instead, it went straight up, and the blue flame of the Sen Han sword intent rushed into the sky like a brilliant firework.

Meng Ziyu was shocked, and looked at it in disbelief as the ice blue knife exploded directly at the moment when it was intended to rush to the top, but the power did not disperse at all, and it directly exploded into countless fire sword intent.

Then, ironically, it poured down like a torrential rain of fire.

Every Flowing Fire Sword Intent contains an extremely terrifying domineering power.

"Autumn rain!"

In the Yanguan Building, the faces of the extremely big people hidden in the shadows have completely changed.

Meng Ziyu's face was slightly pale, and the sword intent that came to his face under the white clouds, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Trembling is not due to fear, but to anger.

Because Ling Tiansu's knife is actually an imitation of his "Great Autumn Falling Rain Fist", and it already has seven points of charm.

Although he lost the remaining three points of charm, his power was not much weaker than his "Great Autumn Falling Rain Fist".

It took him three full years to specialize in the "Great Autumn Falling Rain Fist" without practicing any martial arts, only to know where its path was, and so far he has not been able to fully exert the true power of the "Great Autumn Falling Rain Fist".

And this kid of the Ye family can watch him crack the mystery of his boxing skills once he performs his boxing skills, what a terrible talent!

He didn't believe it, he really couldn't believe that there was such a demonic genius in this world.

At this moment, his heart had been replaced by deep shock and frustration.

Even so, he admitted that his talent was not as good as that of this Ye family descendant, but if he was defeated by his own moves like this, it would definitely become a shame in his life.

He learned the "Great Autumn Falling Rain Fist", and naturally he also knew the weakness of this boxing technique.

He took the initiative to break the connection with the Jingguan Sword, and dealt with the attack of this sword rain and fire wholeheartedly.

He raised his fist again and broke the big autumn with the big autumn!

The novelty of early spring, in this piece of trial land, because of the two vertical and horizontal autumn attacks, and there is an extra layer of autumn silence.

Through the rune light curtain, everyone seemed to see countless autumn winds and falling leaves, with countless feelings of loneliness, sweeping everything between the two.

After Ling Tiansu raised his knife, it was as if he had frozen in frame, and he didn't move.

And Mencius raised his fist to meet the attack, the fist shadow continued to swoop, head-on, and when the fist shadow rose out of his body, every blow would explode a sound of great movement.

Countless fist shadows met countless sword intents.

The moment the two forces collided, there was no terrifying explosion that everyone expected.

It is silent, and the moment of integration is like two intersecting lines, touching the point, and the two lines intersect but do not interfere with each other.

So much so that this scene fell in the eyes of everyone, as if Meng Ziyu's fist shadow attack had all failed.

Although it hit, it didn't play any substantial role, and the Flowing Fire Knife fell sharply, getting brighter and brighter.

Meng Ziyu's face turned slightly pale, his mood at the moment could no longer be described as shock, he really couldn't understand why he couldn't shake the other party's attack in the slightest.

This is simply beyond the common sense of the world.

Since he can't counterattack, for the sudden attack, then he will only turn the active into passive, set up a defensive posture, and deal with the sword fire in the sky.

He let out a deep snort, his knees slightly bent, his body sinking, and his palms held up towards the sky.

"Dieyun Mountain !!"

Xiaozhu Academy's most powerful defense technique, stacking cloud mountains, combining rigidity and softness, uses its own yuan force to transform a thick cloud defense.

Although the cloud is an invisible thing, the softest thing in the world, but among the objects that are soft to the extreme, it contains an ancient mountain and river, indestructible, can defuse powerful attacks, even the invisible power of water and fire, can still be defended.

His expression was solemn, and he had to admit that he had underestimated his opponent in this battle, and since the battle, a lot of disgusting things have happened.

But that still doesn't change the fact that he can win.

The Lockfall Pill temporarily allowed him to recover his strength, but that was limited by time, the more terrifying his attack was, the faster the Yuan Force consumption was saved, as long as the effect of the medicine was completely gone, he would have no power to fight back.

From above his palms, a white yuan force was swallowed, and before the sky-high flame sword intent fell, above his palms, a thick cloud had already formed.

Thick clouds were layered on top of each other, and white clouds rolled freely, and one of the dark mountains was like a shadow.

The falling fire fell into the clouds and mountains, and without any ripples, it was swallowed up silently.

Exclamations sounded in all directions, and he secretly said that this Xiaozhu Academy's peerless "Stacked Cloud Mountain" had been cultivated by Mencius to the point of perfection, and he could block such a powerful blow so easily, and he really deserved to be the first person in Xiaozhu Academy.

Then, compared to the people who were amazed, Mencius Yu at this moment, but a creepy and extremely strange feeling rose in his heart.

He was well aware of the power of the "Great Autumn Falling Rain Fist", and the attack that fell sharply, whether it was momentum or coercion, would never be able to be taken by the "Stacked Cloud Mountain" so easily.

His perception told him that every sword fire that fell down, knowing that at the moment of contact, he couldn't feel a trace of substantial power.

It's like ...... Hallucinations in general.

Hallucination!

Mencius was suddenly shocked in his heart, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer.

If you think about it this way, then everything makes sense.

A person, no matter how genius he is, no matter how wicked he is, it is impossible to see the opponent perform an attack and be able to imitate seven or eight points.

What's more, this is not an ordinary means of attack, but a high-level technique that is extremely rare and difficult to cultivate in the world.

If it's just illusion, then he doesn't have the ability to kill, why would he do it?

As soon as the thought of surprise rose, Mencius subconsciously looked at the position where Ling Tiansu was standing, only to see that he was still standing with a knife in his hand, but the corners of his mouth flashed a weird smile.

Mencius's scalp suddenly tingled.

It's already late.

He watched as the figure turned illusory.

Behind his empty door opened, the heavy and fierce sword wind seemed to drain all the air in this area, and the blade was wrapped in a powerful wind current.

Stacked Cloud Mountain has extremely majestic requirements for the consumption of Yuan Li, and now, Mencius Yu has clouds and mountains on his head, and even if he wants to retreat, it will not be a momentary effort.

And Ling Tiansu's knife is heavy and fast.

Mencius's widening eyes instantly turned red, and shocking blood gushed out from his mouth and nose.

Ling Tiansu's path was not implemented, because he deliberately kept his hand, and when he touched Mencius Yu's body for a minute, the Winter Knife stopped steadily, but the dark gold power on the blade had already been added to his body.

The clouds and mountains above the heads of the two suddenly collapsed, and the falling flames also turned into countless illusory fireflies, only to see Mencius Yu's back sunken out of a terrifying and weird arc, and the whole person, like a stone on a slingshot, shot out.

Boom!

The rune light curtain was smashed into a deep depression, and in the depression was the seriously injured and unconscious Mencius Yu.

Snort!

It was only now that the Meditation Sword in the sky had fallen to the ground and plunged deep into the ruined earth.

In fact, as Ling Tiansu said, Mencius missed the opportunity to draw the sword, and there was no chance to pull out the Jingguan sword.

The cultivators of all parties who watched the test were not the parties concerned, so they naturally couldn't feel that the flowing fire in the sky was actually an illusion, so in their eyes, this Mencius Yu was a little inexplicably defeated.

The shocked and speechless crowd naturally included Gu Jinyan, who had already pinched a small fragrant pear in his hand unconsciously into a pile of pear dregs at the moment when Mencius flew out.

In the crowd, the disciples of the Hidden World Palace had already been dormant among them, and Wu Huasheng, who saw this scene, did not show the shocked look of others.

His eyes were gloomy as if he had sealed a fierce beast, his gloomy eyes reflected the shadow of Ling Tiansu standing with a knife, and he said in a cruel and angry voice: "Illusion? is it you?"