I saw that Wang Lingyuan's arm shook, and the scattered lion shadow instantly condensed and formed, and the air in front of him seemed to be tangible, torn apart by the lion's claws, making a "poof" sound, as if a piece of fabric had been torn apart.

The shadow of the claw was like a hook and a blade, and it suddenly accelerated, as fast as a streamer of light, accompanied by a heaven-shattering lion roar, rushing towards the top door of Yuntianxing.

The huge lion's roar was as pervasive as thunder, and the rolling sound waves poured in from the seven orifices, making people suddenly feel a buzz in their minds, and there was a blank space for a moment. The two sharp lion claws, like wings riding on sound, are extremely domineering.

Yun Tianxing's expression was calm, as if he was deaf to this strange sonic attack, giving people a feeling of calmness. It wasn't until the mad lion's angry claws were less than three feet away from the top of his head that he suddenly turned his palm into a knife and slashed squarely on the lion's head that swooped down.

The two figures staggered quickly, and the palm knife and claw shadow struck each other, bursting out with a dazzling brilliance. The huge momentum set off a strong gust of wind, blowing a pain on the faces of the spectators.

There was silence in the whole place, Wang Lingyuan turned around to look at the other party, but saw that there was a red claw mark on the back of Yun Tianxing's lowered hand, and blood seeped out of it.

"Okay!" The crowd in the Flying Rain Courtyard suddenly resounded with the cheers of the tide, as if venting the frustration that had been depressed for a long time, and there was a round of applause.

At the same time, Wang Lingyuan felt a faint pain coming from his arm, and when he looked down, it was still intact, and as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the sound of his clothes cracking, revealing the bronze skin on his arm, but the surface layer was gradually cracking and cracking with the naked eye, and the blood inside gushed out at once, and the sleeves of his clothes were suddenly bloody. Startled, he quickly clicked on his shoulder a few times before the bleeding stopped.

Seeing that Wang Lingyuan's arm was shocked to crack a few inches long, and there was also blood oozing out, the excited cheers and applause just rang out, and then it suddenly stopped.

Ha, ha, ha......

In the silence, a string of laughter suddenly broke out, and this laughter contained many emotions...... The crowd followed the prestige, looking for the owner of the laughter.

"Happy!" Wang Lingyuan laughed at Yun Tianxing, "It's been a long time since I've tasted injury. ＂

"I'm sorry, the strength is still lighter!" Yun Tianxing said with a light smile, "Otherwise, this arm of yours will be completely freed." ＂

This move "The Lion King has remorse" is enough to tear an emperor-level demon beast, but it only leaves a shallow claw mark on the back of the opponent's hand, and his arm is cut out by the opponent's palm knife. It looks like there are injuries to each other, but in fact, everyone can tell who is more seriously injured.

Although this little wound on the flesh and skin is almost negligible to a cultivator in the realm of life and death. But in terms of momentum and psychology, it has a lot of impact.

Wang Lingyuan's mood was good, and he quickly emptied the negative emotions in his heart, and didn't care about Yun Tianxing's jokes, "You are really strong enough and didn't disappoint me, otherwise, this battle would be too boring!"

"Although you are a personal disciple, it is really not easy to defeat me. So, don't be a light enemy like that senior sister, otherwise, you will also lose in a daze. Yun Tianxing's tone was overflowing with an unquestionable confidence.

"Respect every opponent, I won't despise you because you are an inner disciple, not to mention, the person who can defeat my junior sister will not be a mediocre opponent, I will fight without reservation. As Wang Lingyuan spoke, an astonishing aura rose from his body, as if he had opened some seal in his body, and the terrifying momentum suddenly rushed out like a tidal wave.

Under the sun, countless crystal water droplets could still be seen, as if pouring down from the air, constantly rushing down from the top of his head, rolling into his body, the whole body visibly swelled in a circle, and his body was suddenly wrapped in a piece of blue shining armor.

On the turquoise armor, there are dense scales, like a layer of dragon scales, the brilliance flows, and a pair of palms actually transformed into a pair of dragon claws, sharp as blades, exuding an astonishing coercion.

"Dragon Armor!" Yun Tianxing said indifferently, as if he was unaware of the astonishing coercion coming to his face, and he didn't have the slightest sense of crisis.

"Being able to force out my dragon armor is enough to be proud!" Wang Lingyuan's mouth let out a low roar, like a dragon roaring, and the blue light on a pair of dragon claws flowed.

A claw poked out, the void seemed to have been torn out, and a dragon-shaped blue light was wrapped in a cold and murderous aura, and in between breaths, it had rushed to the front of Yun Tianxing, too fast!

The corners of Yun Tianxing's mouth twitched slightly, and the next moment, his figure became illusory. When Wang Lingyuan was slightly startled, he saw a golden palm shadow already bombarded his chest.

Yun Tianxing stepped on the clouds, his body flashed slightly, he had avoided the attack of the dragon claw, and the last one to shoot dozens of palms in a row, because the speed was extremely fast, what he saw visually was only one palm. Otherwise, Wang Lingyuan would not have been forced to dodge left and right, only to parry again and again, and there would be no time to fight back.

The opportunity was lost, the battle situation suddenly fell, and the situation was very bad. Wang Lingyuan no longer cared about the consumption of Yuan Force, a dragon roar, a violent sonic shock, actually made Yun Tianxing's palm stagnate slightly, capturing this moment of the fighter, Wang Lingyuan sent out a mysterious claw;

Boom! Under this extremely domineering claw, Yun Tianxing's palm collapsed and scattered at the touch of a button, and he had to float away. Wang Lingyuan let out a dragon roar, and then sent out a claw with all his strength, the yuan power in his body was consumed very much, although he forced the other party to retreat, he did not dare to take advantage of the situation to fight back.

Yun Tianxing was repelled by the opponent's claw, and his face was still indifferent; "It seems that you have to show some strength." When the words fell, another palm was shot from afar, looking light and fluttering, without the slightest strength, not even the sound of whistling vigorously. In the end, even the palm shadow disappeared.

This is a kind of palm technique that Yun Tianxing has only comprehended, and the palm shadow will emit a high-speed rotation, and when it rotates to the extreme, it will be like the wind without a shadow and invisible, which is difficult to capture with the naked eye, and only with spiritual power can it feel its existence.

The essence light in Wang Lingyuan's eyes contracted, and when he saw the palm momentum sent by the other party disappear out of thin air, a feeling of extreme danger made the hairs around his body stand up, and his spiritual power was released in an instant, and a dragon claw suddenly grabbed the void, actually blocking the blow of the Shadowless Palm.

"Okay! The disciple is really extraordinary!" Yun Tianxing laughed loudly, and the whole person became illusory again, and it was shot out of the air with a palm, still shadowless and invisible, extremely weird.

Wang Lingyuan was prepared this time, unleashed his spiritual power, waved a pair of dragon claws, and defused the strange and unpredictable attacks of the Shadowless Palm again and again, completely on the defensive, and could not launch a counterattack at all.

"What kind of trick is this? It actually forced Senior Brother Wang to the upper hand. ＂

"Is this still an inner disciple? This kind of combat power is to directly catch up with the disciple of the own lineage, and it is not inferior at all. ＂

"These new disciples are all extraordinary, even if they enter the core disciples, they are more than outstanding. There was a lot of discussion in the field, in the previous battle, they all thought that Mei Shuirou was defeated because of the reason why they underestimated the enemy, and at this time, seeing Wang Lingyuan being forced to fall into the disadvantage by the shadowless palm, they were all shocked and dumbfounded.

At first, Wang Lingyuan just waved his dragon claws to resist the attack of the Shadowless Palm, he was quite calm, and even wanted to look for an opportunity to fight back, but he soon found that the opponent's Shadowless Palm was becoming more and more proficient, it was as difficult to catch as the wind, but it was everywhere.

As his personal disciple, he really couldn't afford to lose this battle, so he couldn't help but sigh lightly, and secretly said: "It seems that I have to take out my hole cards, this is prepared for the battle of the Seven Peaks, and it can only be used in advance." ＂

A sharp force, as if waking up from a deep sleep, Wang Lingyuan's dragonized armor, a rich golden light flashed for a while, under the flow of golden light, the brilliance that burst out was like a golden sword, briskly cutting the surrounding space, making a "hissing" sound.

"This is the artistic conception of gold in the mysteries of Bixue!" Leng Xuyue exclaimed softly, it is very difficult to comprehend every artistic conception, even among the disciples who have passed it on, only a few people can truly comprehend the artistic conception of Xuan'ao, Wang Lingyuan actually comprehended it, which really surprised her.

Seeing this, the purple-clothed young man and Liu Xiaoyue on the top of the peak couldn't help but straighten up, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes. Liu Xiaoyue's face showed a solemn expression, "As soon as the artistic conception comes out, the pattern of the battle will escalate to another level, and if it is not controlled well, it is likely to kill people." ＂

The young man in purple also frowned slightly, and then pursed his lips coldly, "This should be his hole card for preparing for the Seven Peaks Competition, and it is also to maintain the reputation of his own disciples, and he must not use it, even if he misses and kills people, it is an unintentional mistake, and the punishment should not be too heavy." ＂

Liu Xiaoyue's face suddenly showed anger, and she wanted to stop this battle, but because the distance was too far, she was afraid that before she arrived, the battle was over, so she could only sigh helplessly, hoping that the situation would not develop to the point of being out of control. After all, these new disciples were all in the Xiaoyue Academy under her jurisdiction, and if something really went wrong, she couldn't explain it to Murong Qingshui and Yun Wuya at all. You must know that with the status of these two people, it is no longer the Big Four that can compete.

"Song Yu, you can ask for more blessings for yourself! I hope that Wang Lingyuan can stop in time, otherwise, you will have to wait for the boundless anger of the two inheritance disciples. Liu Xiaoyue snorted coldly. Song Yu's face was gloomy, his eyes were on the battlefield, and he didn't know what he was thinking?