Night had fallen, but the battle outside the 10th Cave had not stopped.

At this point, although the outcome of the challenge has not yet been decided, it seems to everyone that the result is already very obvious.

Yan Chong in the Jindan period was too powerful, even if he was as strong as Ling Fan, he only lasted less than a cup of tea, and he could not afford to fall to the ground.

Looking at the tragic situation of Ling Fan falling to the ground, listening to Yan Chong's smug laughter in his ears, a feeling of powerlessness immediately surged in the hearts of all the Dao Dao Sect people.

This feeling came out of nowhere, came out of nowhere, and grew over time.

As long as this feeling occupies the hearts of these people, then even if this battle continues, there is not the slightest possibility of victory for the Dao Sect.

The way of fighting is rooted in its heart. If there is no fighting spirit in the heart, the outcome of the battle can be known without a fight.

For the atmosphere at this time, Yang Feng also felt it.

At this time, he wanted to yell a few times to boost his fighting spirit, but when it came to his mouth, he saw the appearance of Ling Fan and Yan Chong, but he still didn't say it.

However, although Yang Feng didn't say it, it doesn't mean that others won't.

At this time, on the edge of this battlefield, in an inconspicuous corner, a roar that should have been crisp, but was a little hoarse because it was too hard, clearly echoed over the battlefield.

"Is there only one Sect Master in our Dao Sect? Could it be that when our Sect Master falls, we can't fight anymore? Can't we share some pressure for the Sect Master? Is it ...... Won't we be able to fight to the end even if we are doomed to defeat?"

The hoarse voice clearly came into everyone's ears, and when they heard this voice, all the people of the Dao Sect trembled almost at the same time, and subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw that the person who spoke was actually just a person from the ninth layer of qi induction.

And this person is recognized by everyone in the Dao Sect, because she is Ling Fan's fiancée, Tang Yiyao!

Tang Yiyao's words can be described as timely, like a spark that ignites the prairie fire, and in time makes the already small fighting spirit of the Dao Sect finally no longer decrease, and there is even an upward trend!

"A woman can do this, what else can we men be afraid of?" Yang Feng's voice sounded at this time.

"Brothers, kill!"

Yang Feng's words were like a breeze that made the sparks burn the prairies, almost at the same time as his words fell, all the Dao Sect people immediately rushed towards their opponents, and this time, no one showed a trace of hesitation, no one retained a trace of strength, and no one was not full of fighting spirit!

Even regardless of life and death!

The battle intent of the Dao Sect was finally ignited again, and seeing such a scene, Ling Fan, who fell to the ground and was being tortured in pain, seemed to have a sudden surge of power in his body.

He was trembling when he fell to the ground, but at this time, he actually got up little by little.

Although his body was a little shaky when he stood up, and even in the eyes of many people, as long as the wind was stronger, he could be blown down, but even so, Ling Fan still stood up firmly.

"Who...... Say I can't!"

Ling Fan's voice was weak, but this faint voice could clearly reach everyone's ears.

Seeing the scene of Ling Fan standing up, seeing Ling Fan's scarred and hideous face, even Yan Chong couldn't help but take a step backwards when he saw it.

"If you can ignite your fighting spirit, I will be able to extinguish you again! If you can stand up again, I will be able to knock you down, and this time, I will not show mercy, I will directly destroy you!"

Yan Chong's almost incoherent roar exploded on the battlefield, but this sound did not seem to have the slightest impact on the battle between the two sides, the battle was still going on everywhere, only Ling Fan in the distance, I don't know when he walked to the bladeless sword, picked up the sword, used it as a crutch, and stood firmly in the center of the clearing.

An elixir that recovered his injuries was taken out of Ling Fan's arms, and as the elixir entered, the pain in his body felt lighter. Coupled with the continuous supply of spiritual energy from the Nine Dragons Lock Vein, Ling Fan took advantage of this short pause to regain some of his strength.

Although there is still very little left, I can barely hold on for a while.

"Ling Fan, die!"

Yan Chong roared again, and at the same time, he pointed at Ling Fan, the same Dao technique, and the same golden brilliance.

However, this time, Ling Fan didn't dodge, just stood in place, watching the golden pillar of light approach in an instant.

Seeing that Ling Fan didn't dodge or dodge, Yan Chong thought that Ling Fan was powerless to dodge, standing and waiting for death, and an excited light immediately appeared in his eyes, but this excitement instantly turned into surprise as the golden light arrived in front of Ling Fan.

I saw Ling Fan violently lift the Bladeless Sword, and stepped firmly on the ground with a bow under his feet, and the Bladeless Sword was held in front of him with both hands, directly meeting the rushing golden light.

Rumble!

A burst of golden light shone, but as the golden light dissipated, although Ling Fan was shocked back three or four feet away, although the ground was ploughed out by Ling Fan's immobile feet, two deep ravines, although Ling Fan's mouth spurted blood again, and even dyed red with the bladeless sword, Ling Fan still remained standing, and his eyes still showed a persistent light!

"This technique is useless!" Ling Fan said disdainfully, "Do you think this kind of attack can knock me down before your blood sacrifice time passes?"

Listening to Ling Fan's voice in his ears, looking at Ling Fan's extremely pale face, Yan Chong gritted his teeth, although at this time, he didn't believe Ling Fan's words, but he didn't dare to bet, he didn't dare to bet that Ling Fan couldn't hold on to such a continuous attack.

At this time, Yan Chong had already sensed that the time of the blood sacrifice would soon pass, and the anxiety in his heart made him unwilling to bet on whether Ling Fan could hold on, and what he wanted to do at this time was to maximize his cultivation, even if it was only the final blow, he would use this final attack to completely defeat Ling Fan, and even ...... Kill him!

Although killing people is not allowed in the community challenge, as long as it is a battle, casualties will inevitably occur. Even if Ling Fan was killed here, with the power of the Yan family and his position in the Yan family, as long as enough resources were consumed, he believed that he would be able to settle the matter!

Thinking of this, Yan Chong did not hesitate to give up the original most labor-saving attack method, and turned to constantly pinching the mantra with both hands.

The recipe is extremely fast and complex.

With each trick pinched out, a strong aura gathered towards his hands.

In just a few moments, a huge white air mass had formed in front of Yan Chong. In this air mass, a powerful coercion is constantly emanated, and as the technique increases, the air mass is still expanding, and the coercion is also increasing.

In the face of Yan Chong's movements, Ling Fan was powerless to stop it, feeling the aura that was faintly locking on him in the air mass, he knew that this attack was no longer able to dodge, so what he could do at this time was to defend, and do his best to defend.

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen spirit stones were sprinkled around his body, and simple defensive formations were formed around Ling Fan one after another.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Fan had already set up eight defensive formations, but just when he wanted to continue, he had to stop.

Because at this time, in front of Yan Chong, the original huge air mass had undergone the final change at this time, and I saw that the air mass seemed to be alive, and it was actually tumbling inside, and in a moment, the original air mass actually condensed into a white lightsaber.

This sword is five zhang long and three feet wide, like a weapon of the gods, standing in front of Yan Chong, like a sword that slashes the sky!

As this sword finally formed, the gold in Yan Chong's eyes also dimmed to the extreme, as if it would soon disappear, and his aura was also close to the low point of the Golden Pill Stage, as if it would soon fall.

However, even so, Yan Chong's face still couldn't hide the excitement.

Looking at the sky-cutting sword in front of him, Yan Chong's proud and arrogant voice echoed in the heavens and the earth in an instant.

"Shatter the sky, slash!"