Heaven-devouring Dragon Emperor

Yun Xianghan blinked her pretty eyes, but she didn't show much emotion. She just nodded imperceptibly, all of which was still seen by Yu Chunrou.

This Elder Xiuyunfeng's thoughts were not on the martial arts competition, he was always paying attention to Yun Xianghan's actions, and he didn't know what he was planning.

"no, I can not!"

boom!

Di Feng's face changed drastically, and his mind was full of horror, but his exclamation was drowned out by the violent roar in an instant.

The whole person was hit by the purple finger shadow in one fell swoop, and the chest robe immediately shattered, and the upper body was naked, vomiting blood, and flew out of the ring screaming.

Pfft... After landing, Di Feng's face was extremely ashen, the blood he spit out stained the ground red, and his cultivation base dropped rapidly, becoming chaotic.

"No...this...impossible!"

After leaving a look of despair and horror, he tilted his head and passed out on the spot.

There was silence around the arena!

Especially those inner disciples, their faces were stiff and silent.

This scene shocked them too much!

There is a big difference between the two, they could never have imagined that Di Fengfeng lost so badly!

After witnessing all of this, Qi Yurou and the other outer disciples were equally astonished and speechless.

They were still worried about Jiang Tian just now, fearing that he would not be able to stop Di Feng's impact, but now, they were really shocked.

In the spectator seats, several elders who were still complaining about Di Feng's heavy shots just now looked at each other, still frowning, but the object of their complaints changed from Di Feng to Jiang Tian.

"Hiss! This kid's methods are too amazing, right?"

"How can he shoot so hard?"

"It shouldn't be, it really shouldn't be!"

Everyone looked depressed, shaking their heads and sighing.

"Hmph! If it wasn't for Junior Brother Jiang's confidence, he would be the one who would be seriously injured!" Ling Xiao gritted his teeth and drank indignantly.

Several elders looked at each other in blank dismay, and couldn't help shaking their heads and laughing wryly.

Yeah, they really shouldn't complain.

According to common sense, Jiang Tiantian should be the one who was seriously injured at this moment, but the result was unexpected and quite different.

Jiang Tian performed amazingly, but Di Feng collapsed at the touch of a touch and was seriously injured.

But everyone knew that Jiang Tian couldn't be blamed for this. After all, Di Feng was too aggressive. If he hadn't insisted on provoking, Jiang Tian might not be so heavy handed.

"Di Feng... eliminated, Jiang Tiansheng!"

The elder of the sect who presided over the competition announced the result, while frowning at Jiang Tian, ​​a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

However, he still couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, shook his head and sighed: "Jiang Tian, ​​since your strength is so strong, you shouldn't strike so hard!"

"Hehe, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint the elder. Actually, I didn't strike hard at all. If I didn't save some strength, Di Feng's injury might be...cough!"

Jiang Tian coughed lightly, with a strange look on his face.

The corner of the elder's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a while.

However, he didn't doubt Jiang Tian's words. Judging from the scene just now, if Jiang Tian continued to attack, it was really possible to kill Di Feng on the spot.

He believed that Jiang Tian did have the ability to do all this before the opponent hit the ground.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help being startled, and his spine felt a little chilly.

It's shocking to think that a disciple in the late stage of Chongyang Realm has such terrifying strength!

The corners of the sect elder's eyes twitched, and he took a deep look at Jiang Tian subconsciously, but there was a trace of solemnity and fear in the depths of his pupils.

Jiang Tian stepped off the ring, calmly watching the follow-up competition.

Pang Ning, Chu Yun and other inner geniuses all appeared on the stage, and there was hardly much suspense in the next matches, which were basically a reflection of the apparent strength of both sides.

However, Chu Yun, who was dressed in white, seemed a little absent-minded during the competition, so that it took nearly half an incense stick of time to defeat the opponent who could have been defeated in only three or two rounds.

But in the process of fighting, her eyes glanced at Jiang Tian from time to time, mixed with strong doubts and bewilderment.

"This outer disciple actually has such strength?"

Chu Yun thought silently, and recalled yesterday's scene, her mood became complicated.

It seems that Jiang Tian didn't intend to flatter her or hug her thigh at that time. With the strength he showed, his vision is naturally extraordinary, and it is normal to see through her strength.

Thoughts flashed through her mind, and Chu Yun couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, looking at Jiang Tian in the crowd, her eyes couldn't help showing a little more apology.

However, Jiang Tian didn't understand her "profound" gaze, just looked at her lightly, then turned to look at other rings, with a dull look of "uncomprehending style".

"Hmph!" Chu Yun couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, and after she retracted her gaze, she suddenly became sharper.

The opponent who originally thought that she played abnormally and wanted to take advantage of it couldn't help but change his face, and quickly adjusted his response after secretly calling out that something was wrong, but it was too late.

boom!

Accompanied by a sharp shout and a dull roar, Chu Yun's attack rose sharply. She slapped her bare hand in the air, and the tyrannical spiritual power surged out, shaking the yellow-robed disciple on the opposite side out of the ring in one fell swoop.

"That's unreasonable! Chu Yun, what do you mean?"

After falling off the ring, the man stood up in embarrassment, looked at the woman on the ring angrily, and reprimanded in a deep voice.

"What do you mean?" Chu Yun raised her eyebrows, and said condescendingly, with a displeased look on her face.

"Hmph, you asked the question knowingly!" The yellow-robed disciple's face darkened, and he said angrily, "You are stronger than me in the first place, are you going to use such a low-level method to win?"

With Chu Yun's strength, not to mention using all her strength, as long as she can't play two or three rounds normally, she can win, but just now she was completely absent-minded, hesitant to take the shot, and the offensive was tepid. hope.

He felt that this talented woman seemed to have consumed too much in the previous competition, as long as she seized the opportunity, she might create a small miracle.

But he was wrong after all. After a moment of stalemate, Chu Yun's aura suddenly changed, and a fierce and threatening momentum burst out, followed by a powerful offensive that he could not resist.

Before he could react, he was thrown out of the ring, with a mouthful of anger stuck in his chest, and the annoyance in his heart can be imagined.

Chu Yun frowned when she heard the words, and subconsciously glanced at Jiang Tian from the corner of her eyes, a faint blush appeared on her pretty face.

This look of embarrassment and anger seemed to have a certain charm, which actually made the yellow robe disciples in the audience stunned, and the anger in their hearts involuntarily faded a little.

"Damn it!" Chu Yun gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly, realizing that she had lost her composure, she cast a sharp glance at Jiang Tian and retracted her eyes annoyedly, but when she looked at the yellow-robed disciple again, her eyes were even colder than before. "Hmph! You still come to blame me for your lack of strength, come up and fight with me if you have the ability, and I guarantee that I won't throw you out of the ring with three moves!"