"Heavenly Rank Peak Breath, it seems that the Yan family is going to plan for the worst. ”

Feeling Yan Zhen's breath, Xia Liu didn't react much, this point of cultivation, Lin Xiaotian could deal with it.

"Does this count as cheating?"

Haruko looked at the ring with trembling eyes.

She was worried about Lin Xiaotian.

Yan Zhen, who was still a mid-level cultivator of the Heavenly Rank before, suddenly rose to the peak of the Heavenly Rank.

And Lin Xiaotian is only a high-level Heavenly Rank, this is a level of praise, how can he fight......

"It's not cheating, it's about improving cultivation with secret techniques, and ordinary martial arts families or sects have it, but the price you need to pay is relatively high, unless you have to, you won't use it. ”

Xia Liu explained.

"I see, what will happen to this old man after the battle?" Xiaohu asked puzzled.

"After the battle, it may not be long before he dies. ”

Xia Liuwan smiled, with Lin Xiaotian's anger at this time, how could he let go of the Yan family's people.

However, although Yan Zhen passed away soon after, most people would think that his death was related to the use of secret techniques to improve his cultivation.

"Let's fight, scum of the small sect!"

With the movement of both palms, the vast internal force continued to spread from his body, and Yan Zhen had never been as excited as he was at this time.

This feeling of having high-level power made him extremely comfortable, and it also made him want to vent it incomparably.

Lin Xiaotian was silent, and his unique move had already exuded a powerful coercion.

Before, in the face of Lin Xiaotian's exhaustion of energy, Yan Zhen might have been deeply afraid.

But now it's different.

With the peak cultivation of the Heavenly Rank, he is not afraid of everything!

The surging power in his body told him that just by fighting his strength, he could completely resist Xuanhuang's famous moves.

Rumble!

Lin Xiaotian didn't think much about it, and he shot out of his anger Xuanhuang's move.

The big red palm suddenly rushed at Yan Zhen.

Although Yan Zhen was conceited, he was not so arrogant that he could not be beaten.

He knew the power of the mudra.

Although the body tells itself that it can be shaken head-on.

But if he can avoid this blow, he will definitely not touch it hard.

The internal strength of the peak martial artist of the Heavenly Rank, before the arrival of the big palm, Yan Zhen was from the same place.

Rumble!

The large palm of the hand slammed into the stone wall below the ring.

The author's warriors on the stone wall all overturned in an instant.

And the stone wall also broke a huge hole.

Seeing that Yan Zhen was able to avoid the big handprint, Lin Xiaotian was not more surprised, but for a moment, he stepped on the snow without a trace and turned his body.

Faced with the incomprehensible body method, Yan Zhen's eyes shrank sharply, and he unfolded a strong internal force to block all around his body.

As long as Lin Xiaotian was close, he could sense it.

But when the four afterimages were all approaching, Yan Zhen couldn't sense which entity it was.

"Drink!"

With a snort, Yan Zhen burst all his breath.

In an instant, the coercion shook, directly shattering all the four remnants of Lin Xiaotian, turning into stars and flying with the wind.

Boom!

Just at the last moment, Yan Zhen turned around in vain, and his palms collided with Lin Xiaotian.

The incomparable energy exploded from the point where the two clashed.

Xia Liu used his aura to block all this residual power.

It is not surprising that the snow stepping without a trace body method was cracked by Yan Zhen with brute force.

After Yan Zhen used the secret technique to improve his cultivation, all reactions became terrifying.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to take the blow at all.

"Tsk, you can't shake me!"

Looking at Yan Zhen's smug smile, the corners of Lin Xiaotian's mouth rose slightly: "Yes, then how can you resist the next blow." ”

Looking at Lin Xiaotian's smile, Yan Zhen's pupils shrank wildly.

The next second, he wanted to pull his hand and escape.

But he couldn't pull his palm away.

Just as he raised his palm and was about to attack Lin Xiaotian, a tingling sensation came from his palm.

Then, the inside of his arm was filled with this tingling sensation that he had never felt before.

It's like piercing your arm with a thousand pinholes.

Realizing that something was wrong, Yan Zhen's other palm sped up.

However, this blow was destined to fail, and Lin Xiaotian had already taken a few steps back.

After Lin Xiaotian's body stopped, a sharp aura came out of him.

"This is an artistic conception!

"Yes! It's sword intent!"

"Could it be that he is a sword cultivator!"

Sensing the sharpness of the sword in the underworld, Ye Hu and Peng Zheng, four half-step Dao martial artists, stood up from the Taishi chair.

Without waiting for them to be shocked, Lin Xiaotian pointed his sword and swiped forward: "Immeasurable sword qi!"

Woohoo!!

Suddenly, the sound of the air being cut through was shocking.

Where invisible, there is a sharper breath sweeping across the four fields.

Yan Zhen didn't care about anything else, endured the colic, put out all the power in his body, and blessed it outside his body, forming an internal force circle.

Boom Boom !!

The invisible sword qi that broke through the air came, and a sharp and piercing sound reverberated in all directions.

Click!

However, in an instant, the sound of shattering came from the gang circle that Yan Zhen cast.

After blinking an eye, the sword qi directly attacked Yan Zhen.

Flutter!

The sword qi entered the flesh, and the clear voice reached everyone's ears.

Everything stops at this point.

Thump.

Yan Zhen fell to his knees, and the pain transmitted to him in his chest and arms penetrated deep into his soul, and he was no longer able to stand up.

Kneeling on the ground, he tore the clothes that had been cut by the blade.

A clearly visible blade mark spread from the belly to the bottom of the neck.

A large amount of blood spilled from the wound.

However, what made Yan Zhen breathe difficult was that Lin Xiaotian's move did not kill him.

It was like a warning, it just cut through the skin, and it didn't hurt the flesh.

However, some small blood vessels in the skin were cut, and a large amount of red blood still overflowed.

The four half-step Dao martial artists could all sense Yan Zhen's injuries, and there was no danger to their lives.

But his aura was also constantly falling, and after the internal force gang circle was shattered, his aura had already fallen to the first level of the heavenly rank.

It may not be long before he becomes weaker and weaker, and if he is not healed in time, he may even become a waste.

This game is already very obvious.

Lin Xiaotian wins, and the osmanthus faction wins!

The onlookers all focused their eyes on Lin Xiaotian.

They didn't understand the final blow just now.

There was no change, just a forward movement, which could actually make the peak martial artist of the Heavenly Rank seriously injured, and even lose his life just a little.

They all believed that if this was a battle of life and death, Yan Zhen would definitely die.

Yan Zhen gritted his teeth and wanted to stand up from the ground, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand anymore.

In the end, he could only sit on the ground helplessly.

"Then the result is already very obvious, I declare that the final winner of the Martial Arts Association is from the emerging sect, the Osmanthus Sect ......"

"Wait a minute!"

Just as Ye Ku was about to make an announcement, suddenly a thunderous voice came from above the field.