Yan Lan only felt a mountain of soul power, pressing heavily on his soul, as if it had the power of ten thousand jun, making his soul tremble violently, his mind was slightly in a trance, and his body retreated uncontrollably. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As soon as the thunder soul moved, his mind suddenly sobered up, and the extreme holy power operated majestically, and he immediately controlled the retreat.

"It is worthy of being the first emperor of the last session, and he was able to knock me back three steps, but it was also because of the consumption of most of my soul power. But, my Thunder Soul Devouring Soul, I'm afraid it's even more uncomfortable!"

Yan Lan stared at Gong Mingxian, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and his eyes bloomed with a sharp light.

In fact, in the eyes of everyone, Yan Lan took three steps back, while Gong Ming did not move at all.

Yan Lan stared at Gong Mingxian, he could conclude that Gong Mingxian must have used the Horcrux.

Everyone was beating drums in their hearts, and at this moment, it was obvious that Yan Lan had fallen into the disadvantage.

Yu Wusheng frowned slightly.

The broken ruler was indifferent.

Shi Quan and the three of them stared slightly, they were actually a little biased towards Yan Lan in their hearts, after all, Yan Lan was born from the main examination of the three of them, and they also witnessed Yan Lan's extraordinary strength.

The blue-haired emperor and the short-haired emperor smiled disdainfully, as if they had concluded that Yan Lan would be defeated.

At this time, a tenth of the time has passed, and Gong Mingxian is still motionless.

Yan Lan also stopped moving, but he had already taken three steps back.

A breath of time, for mortals, is the blink of an eye.

But for monks, it can be stretched for a long time, and even what happens within a thousandth of a breath or a ten-thousandth of a breath can be captured and perceived.

At this time, the breath time was stretched for a long time, and everyone had a feeling that the days were like years.

One fifth of a breath, Gong Mingxian still didn't move, but his face was obviously darkened.

A third of the breath, Gong Mingxian's expression showed a look of pain.

Half of the breath, Gong Mingxian's body trembled violently.

Finally, Gong Ming yelled "wow", and his whole body was like a ball that had been kicked hard, and he "kicked and kicked" and went straight back.

One-step.

Two steps.

Everyone stretched out the time for a long time, silently counting the steps that Gong Ming took back.

Three steps.

Everyone's hearts tightened, this was already on par with Yan Lan.

Four steps.

Many of them looked shocked and chuckled.

The blue-haired and short-haired emperors widened their eyes, their faces distorted, revealing a look of disbelief.

Five-step, six-step, seven-step......

With the increase in the number of steps, everyone no longer stretched the time, but looked at Gong Mingxian's regressing figure in amazement.

Thirteen steps.

Gong Mingxian finally kicked the ground and stopped retreating.

At this moment, Gong Mingxian's expression was pale, as if there had been earth-shattering chaos in his soul.

"Poof......

Gong Mingxian, who forcibly stood up straight, still didn't suppress the surging qi and blood in his body after all, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately, Gong Mingxian's body was out of strength, and with a "bang", he knelt on one knee, his hair was slightly messy, and he couldn't even lift his head.

The Beast Sea Square is as quiet as death.

The crowd opened their mouths wide and remained silent.

The scene in front of you, as soon as the breath arrives, the winner is the winner.

Yan Lan raised his gaze slightly, looking at the embarrassed Gong Mingxian, and the evil breath in his chest finally weakened a lot.

When Yan Lan first heard that everyone praised Gong Mingxian, he actually had awe and admiration for Gong Mingxian.

It's just that Gong Mingxian is really arrogant, and even so arrogant that he has lost his basic etiquette, and he regards the Xiaozhou monks as ants, and he doesn't take it seriously, and he is disrespectful.

Even, after Yan Lan was crowned the first emperor, Gong Mingxian intensified his provocation.

If you are any other person, you will feel extremely uncomfortable.

Yan Lan is not a saint, he also has a temper, love and hate, joy and dislike.

Yu Wusheng's eyes wandered away from Yan Lan and Gong Mingxian, and he was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, and immediately said loudly: "In the battle of challenges, Yan Lan wins." Ming Xian, do you still have any objections to Yan Lan's first emperor?"

Originally, Forgiveness Wusheng was particularly fond of Gong Mingxian, and he had even made up his mind to cultivate well.

However, when a more top-notch Tianjiao emerged, and at the same time, Gong Mingxian was almost defeated, and he had just participated in the Emperor Taming Competition, and the soul power was consumed very much, Yan Lan was still invincible.

Unconsciously, Yu Wusheng's good impression of Gong Mingxian became a little lighter.

As a result, even the tone has become less amiable than before.

Gong Mingxian clenched his teeth, there was still a breath of blood in his chest, he suppressed it and didn't dare to spit it out.

Otherwise, Gong Mingxian's face would be even more lost.

The first emperor of the last session failed to defeat the other party by taking advantage of the danger of others, but ended up in embarrassment, and he really had the urge to get into the cracks in the ground.

Gong Mingxian heard the question of Yu Wusheng, his eyes were dark, and his head was dizzy, as if he saw his Tianjiao's aura shattered "bang", and saw that his road to take-off in the taming alliance was cut off by Yan Lan's horizontal knife.

Hate!

Gong Ming is idle and hateful!

Gong Mingxian clenched his fists, and his pupils burst out with unparalleled hatred.

Tianjiao was jealous, extremely terrifying.

After a while, Gong Ming stretched out his hideous face, raised his head and sneered: "I have no objection, Yan Lan has a different talent, and the first emperor deserves it." ”

"Hoo ......"

It wasn't until they heard Gong Mingxian admit defeat in person that everyone exclaimed in a low voice.

"God, I can't believe my eyes, the senior of Ming Xian was actually defeated, and he was defeated so completely!"

"Yan Lan has just participated in the Emperor Taming Competition, and his soul power consumption is huge, and in the case of a great disadvantage, he can still defeat Ming Xian's predecessor so domineeringly, it is unimaginable how strong his soul power is. ”

"I think that Yan Lan's soul realm has at least reached the middle stage of the seventh grade of the human realm. ”

"Not to mention the middle stage of the seventh grade of the human realm, I think there is at least the late stage of the seventh grade of the human realm, and even if you say that the peak of the seventh grade of the human realm, I will believe it. ”

"God, doesn't that mean that Yan Lan's strength at the moment can already attack the Great Taming Emperor?"

"Huh, I didn't expect Yan Lan's soul realm to be inferior to the Great Emperor Tame, no wonder Ming Xian's predecessors would be defeated so miserably. ”

"Although the predecessor of Ming Xian will become a great tamer in the future, at this moment, there is still a certain distance between him and the great tamer. ”

"Haven't you noticed that Yan Lan's wheel of life is not even twenty years old, a few years younger than Long Congzhi, it's just against the sky!"

“......”

In the sky above the Beast Sea Square, the sounds of amazement and surprise came and went.

The expressions of the participating members changed rapidly, and their eyes gradually became fanatical, and they were not only impressed by Yan Lan, but they were simply five bodies on the ground, and they were like gods.

Long Congzhi's expression was complicated, he always thought that he was the only person among the members of this class who could compare to Gong Mingxian.

But now, Gong Mingxian was defeated by Yan Lan very simply, without a trace of tactfulness, without a little greasy, and was defeated in a dignified and open manner.

Gong Ming's tall and majestic image in Long Cong's heart collapsed with a bang.

And Yan Lan's image in the heart of Long Cong is like the rising sun, suddenly brilliant. (To be continued.) )