Fifty-six hit one, not only did not hit Ye Wentian a single hair, but also put an oolong to bomb Tuoba Mountain into a dog and eat.

Nangong Yu and Tuoba Hai glanced at each other and nodded at the same time.

"Everyone is all scattered, five disciples of the Dragon Elephant Sect are paired with four disciples of the Fan Demon Sect! The disciples of the Dragon Elephant Sect are in hand-to-hand combat, and the disciples of the Fan Demon Sect are responsible for remote support! Everyone, hurry!" Nangong Yu calmed down, folding the fan and waving the command, showing a good leadership talent.

Everyone immediately obeyed the order, and they formed teams and dispersed, and the May Fourth match surrounded Ye Wentian.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Wentian's mouth, Nangong Yu's choice was undoubtedly the most correct, fifty-six people attacking at the same time would not only cause the spiritual skills to annihilate and dissipate each other and reduce their power, but also easily hurt their own people, disperse at this time, maximize all the combat power, so that Ye Wentian no longer has a place to dodge. Moreover, the disciples of the Dragon Elephant Sect have strong defense and are good at hand-to-hand combat, while the disciples of the Fan Demon Sect have weak defense and are good at long-range attacks.

"Everyone spiral killing formation, listen to my orders to attack!The first row of Dragon Elephant Sect disciples entangled Ye Wentian, and the disciples of the Fan Demon Sect began to attack!" Nangong Yu commanded at the outermost, and there was a kind of leader's spirit between his movements.

Tuoba Hai said with some jealousy: "Brother Nangong is so outstanding at a young age, he must be the successor of the next generation of sect masters cultivated by your sect!"

Nangong Yu shook his head while commanding, and said, "What can I count on, there are several brothers and sisters on top of my head, and they are the contenders for the next sect master." ”

"After cutting off Ye Wentian's head, how about we form an alliance? I will do my best to help you win the position of sect master, and you will also do your best to help me take more resources from the family!" Tuoba Hai said in a low voice.

Nangong Yu hesitated and said: "This matter is not urgent, wait until I leave the trial battlefield, if I can win the top three in the trial, my status in the family will definitely be greatly improved, and I will be qualified to compete for the sect master throne." ”

"Okay, let's take the top three and turn all the other trialists into points!" Tuoba laughed, his tone full of confidence.

However, the spiral killing array was not as expected, and when the dozen or so Dragon Elephant Sect disciples in the innermost part pounced, Ye Wentian suddenly turned into sixteen afterimages and scattered and rushed out. The spiritual ring of the disciple of the Fan Demon Sect had just lit up, but he suddenly lost his goal, and the spiritual skill was dumb and devoured, but it shocked himself.

"Sixteen phantoms!How is it possible!" Although Nangong Yu knew that Ye Wentian was very fast, he didn't expect it to be so fast, as the so-called martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable, a fast word completely turned the spiral killing array into invisible.

Everyone was glancing nervously and attempting to attack the Phantom.

"Look, I'm here!" Ye Wentian suddenly appeared in front of the four disciples of the Fan Demon Sect, these four disciples were only True Spirit Master cultivators, and they were so frightened that they retreated again and again.

"It's late!" Ye Wentian didn't use his spiritual power, he directly raised his foot and stomped on a person's chest, and the person immediately screamed and shot out like a cannonball. Then, he volleyed back three times in a row, kicking the remaining three people one by one.

The disciples of the Fan Demon Sect were already weak in defense, and although this kick was not fatal, it also made them temporarily lose their combat ability.

"The disciples of the Dragon Elephant Sect each formed a circle and protected the disciples of the Fan Demon Sect inside! The five Spirit Monarchs came out and cooperated with each other to attack!" Nangong Yu improvised and immediately issued a new order.

Everyone obeyed the order, and the strong men of the Dragon Elephant Sect formed a circle to protect the disciples of the Fan Demon Sect inside to prevent them from being attacked by Ye Wentian. Five Five-Ring Spirit Monarchs stood up, three Dragon Elephant Sect Spirit Monarchs stood in front, and two Fan Demon Sect Spirit Monarchs hid behind.

"Pond Trap!" A Fan Demon Sect Spirit Monarch shook off the folding fan, and a pair of ink swamp quagmire appeared on the surface of the fan, as his fifth spirit ring shone, the swamp on the fan suddenly disappeared, and the rock under Ye Mantian's feet instantly softened into a quagmire with a radius of ten meters.

When Ye Wentian saw the swamp on the fan surface, he immediately rose lightly, but the mire appeared too fast, and two big hands composed of mud stretched out in the mire, grabbed Ye Wentian's feet and pulled him down.

"Tarzan is overwhelming!" The fifth spirit ring of another Fan Demon Sect Spirit Monarch also shone at the same time, and with a finger, a mountain of ink on the fan disappeared, turning into an inverted cone-shaped mountain with a radius of ten meters and pressing down towards Ye Wentian's head.

There is a mud swamp viscous rolling, and the mountain rock rumbling down, and the strong wind on the mountain crushes the mire to a depression, which shows its great power.

Nangong Yu finally showed a victorious smile, these are two five-ring spiritual skills, and one sleepy and one attack complement each other, he doesn't believe that Ye Wentian can escape.

Tuoba Mountain also smiled evilly, sitting and watching Ye Wentian being smashed into the mud.

Tuoba Hai shouted: "Attack now, attack quickly!"

Only then did the rest of the Spirit Monarch Spirit Sect react, and they all sacrificed their strongest spiritual skills and blasted towards Ye Wentian.

For a while, the whole sky was colorful and bright, and Ye Wentian's figure was a little blurry in the light.

"Garbage martial spirits dare to be arrogant!" Ye Wentian's voice suddenly came from the light, Nangong Yu squinted, and through the colorful brilliance, he saw Ye Wentian's palms pressed down, and the rolling cold air gushed out, freezing the mud into ice in an instant, and the strange hands that grabbed his feet were also frozen to pieces. Then, Ye Wentian's golden spiritual flame rose thirty-five inches, his left arm turned golden, he exhaled and twisted his waist and punched, and the golden left fist struck out in a high-speed spiral, hitting the chrysanthemum on the mountain that was rumbling and pressing, as the white ripples spread, the golden light diamond broke through the rock, and thirty-six loud noises were heard in a row from the mountain, and the golden light diamond shot out from the other end.

Thirty-six Drill Fists exploded! This was already the limit that Ip Man Tian could reach now! Thirty-six loud bangs rang out one after another, and the inverted cone-shaped mountain with a radius of 10 meters exploded in the air with a volley, turning into a cloud of rubble and falling like rain. A white light retracted into the folding fan, and the folding fan stabbed and cracked, and the Lingjun's face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood with a muffled snort.

At this time, everyone's spiritual attacks also came one after another, Ye Wentian stood on the ice, quietly looking at Nangong Yu's shocked eyes, his body was half-squatting, and his arms were spread out in a strange posture.

Tuoba Hai clenched his fists nervously, although Ye Wentian was shocked to break two fifth spirit skills in a row, he was still very curious about how Ye Wentian was going to harden so many spirit skill attacks.

Ye Wentian gave him the answer with practical actions, only to see his body twisted, the palm of his golden hand facing up, and the palm of his right hand turning black and red downward, and at the moment when the Heavenly Spirit Skill fell, he gently spoke: "Eighth Level, Return to the Heaven!" Then it suddenly changed from extremely static to extremely dynamic, and rotated at high speed.