The palms of the burning flames were sent straight over, and the heat wave was rushing, and the entire space seemed to be scorched by the flames, and the temperature rose sharply.

Even if it wasn't in the Qi Refining Realm, it couldn't bring out the true power of the Fire Cloud Flame Hand, but the power contained in this palm was enough to seriously injure a martial artist in the Body Refining Realm with a fifth level, or even kill him with one blow.

Under the ring, some of the disciples who had known the young man in the West Hall before all gasped.

"I didn't expect Xiao Lingcheng's cultivation to reach such a point, and I couldn't resist this kind of immortal technique at all. ”

"The miscellaneous disciples who can enter the Heavenly Candle Peak through the guò trial have some means, but I am afraid there are not many people with such strength. ”

Many of the new disciples were shocked and envious, this was a real immortal skill, even if it was the lowest grade nine-grade immortal skill, most of them had never practiced it, and only the famous families in the world could have it.

On the contrary, at this time, many famous families in the world have become famous families in the world precisely because there are immortal cultivators on their ancestors.

In the eyes of many people, Ye Yun at this time may be difficult to block such a blow.

However, Ye Yun in the ring was still standing quietly, his body was motionless, and even the corners of his clothes were not moving.

In his eyes, there was no surprise in sight, and there was not the slightest fear, and there was no other affection. It seems to be a dry well, without any fluctuations, just quietly waiting for this palm.

Suddenly, he took a deep breath.

Then I saw his right hand clenched into a fist, and then punched the fire cloud flame hand that slapped at him.

In an instant, his whole person changed.

At this moment, Ye Yun seemed to be much taller, and with a punch, the wind suddenly rose, and the rolling spiritual power rushed out from his body, converging in his right fist.

I saw that the right fist was flashing with white light, and it was uncertain, and there were signs of breaking out. You must know that spiritual power cannot be released, only when spiritual power is condensed into true qi and achieves the realm of refining qi, can true qi be released and hurt people in the air.

However, now the spiritual power on Ye Yun's right fist was unexpectedly uncertain, and it seemed that it would rush out at any time and attack through the air.

It's simply impossible!

If it is the cultivation of the realm of enlightenment, then it may be that when you comprehend the aura of heaven and earth, you may comprehend a trace of the truth of true qi, and there may be such a situation.

The vast majority of people present now can be sure that Ye Yun is in the fivefold inner breath realm of refining the body, and it is simply a little unreasonable to use such a realm to punch and condense such spiritual power.

"This son must have received some elixir to enhance his body and spiritual power, which is why this spiritual power is so amazing!"

Many of the yellow-robed disciples who were already cultivating above the Enlightenment Qi Realm immediately had such thoughts in their hearts.

Rumble!

The iron fist that almost shattered the body with great power bombarded the hands of the Fire Cloud Flame fiercely with great power.

The two attacks collided fiercely, bursting out with furious energy, and the air was blown up again and again. Immediately, I saw a flash of fire fly backwards, and then hit the guardrail of the ring, and fell to the ground.

In the ring, Ye Yun stood quietly, and changed into the same appearance as before, his face was calm, and no emotion was revealed.

It stands to reason that Xiao Lingcheng, a disciple of the West Temple, did not admit defeat, so the competition was not over, if Ye Yun made another move at this time, it would also be in line with the rules, and if he hit it down, I am afraid that Xiao Lingcheng would not die or be seriously injured, but Ye Yun did not take advantage of the victory to pursue at this time.

A muffled snort sounded, Xiao Lingcheng finally relieved himself, he struggled to get up, scarlet blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

But he clearly felt Ye Yun's intention to give in at this time.

It was just Fang Cai's punch, and he also felt that the gap between Ye Yun and him was not so little.

The unwillingness in his eyes quickly retreated and turned into respect.

"Senior Brother Ye, it's so condensed, it's so strong. ”

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said sincerely at Ye Yun who was standing quietly.

"Sometimes losing isn't necessarily a bad thing. ”

Ye Yun nodded at him and said softly.

Xiao Lingcheng was slightly stunned, he immediately understood what Ye Yun meant, and his eyes suddenly became a little grateful, "Senior Brother Ye Yun, be careful." He also said this softly, then saluted Ye Yun, turned around and swept off the ring.

"This person is a ruthless character, and it's hard to deal with. ”

"Ye Yun, it seems that Liu Daolie of the Collecting Valley was killed by this person. ”

When Ye Yun came down from the ring, there was silence below, and almost most of the new disciples of the East and West Hall looked at him with a hint of awe in their eyes. Ye Yun's quietness and Duan Chenfeng's arrogance are two completely different styles, but the strength they show is terrifying.

Even those outer disciples who had been in the industry for many years, many of them were wearing black robes, nodded secretly, their eyes flashing with surprise.

"It's a little stronger than I thought, no wonder the Seven Elders would look the other way at him. In the corner where the seven or eight black-robed disciples who had just come to see the excitement were located, Nan Cheng's gaze traveled dozens of zhang, fell on Ye Yun's body, and whispered to himself.

"What are you talking about?" asked a black-clothed disciple beside Nan Cheng as his eyes suddenly flashed.

"The Seventh Elder took a fancy to him and asked him to go and cultivate the spiritual field. Nan Cheng thought for a moment and said.

"Seven Elders?"

Several black-robed disciples were a little incredulous, "This is indeed too surprising, although his appearance is good, it is much worse than some truly amazing and brilliant people, how can the Seventh Elder take a fancy to him." ”

"I don't know the reason for this, the Seven Elders are crazy, but since this son is favored by him, he has one more backer, and if he suffers a loss in front of the Seven Elders, who knows what the Seven Elders will do. Nan Cheng was silent, but said very meaningfully.

The black-robed disciples around him all stared at each other, and they felt that what he said was extremely reasonable.

"This time, our Heavenly Candle Peak has produced a genius disciple named Jun Ruolan, and it is said that his cultivation has reached the Qi Refining Realm. A black-robed disciple said with emotion and envy on his face: "Maybe he has been accepted as a true disciple by the elders above." ”

"You and I will do a good job for the Trial Palace, and it will only take a few months for the cultivation to break through to the Qi Refining Realm, just around the corner, as for wanting to become the true inheritance of a certain elder, I don't know if there is such a blessing. Several people around sighed again.

At the time of the dialogue between Nancheng and others, the two sides of the first round of the competition continued to divide the winners and losers, although there was no limit to life and death, but this round was unexpectedly peaceful, and no one died.

"Presumptuous!

Suddenly, a cold voice exploded in the air, and then a terrifying coercion fell from the air and hit a disciple on the stage who had just conceded defeat.

There was a muffled bang, and the disciple screamed miserably, and fell the stone steps on the side, covered in blood and flesh, I don't know whether it was pain or fear, and his whole body continued to twitch.

"What is this?"

Almost everyone looked at this disciple and Elder Lan who made the move in shock, and they couldn't react for a while.

"When I waited for the words to be spoken, was it the wind in my ears?"

Elder Lan's face was extremely cold, "Escort this person into the Beast Taming Tower, and if someone dares to deliberately admit defeat, it should be like this!"

A group of new disciples suddenly didn't even dare to come out, and many people's hands trembled in fear.

Ye Yun looked at the disciple's miserable condition and lowered his head slightly.

If you want to get away with a fluke mentality, it really won't work.