The power of Ye Wentian's kick is no less than that of ordinary five-ring spiritual skills, and the attack range is extremely wide, once it is hit, it will be rushed high by the rampaging earth waves, and it will lose its balance at best, and it will be directly shocked into serious injury.

However, after all, Fergus is a seventy-level spirit saint, although the martial spirit is not outstanding, but the strength is still relatively strong, and the combat experience is also very rich.

But Fergus had just jumped into the air and was about to launch his skill to give Ye Wentian a fatal blow, but when he saw a successful sneer on the corner of Ye Wentian's mouth, he immediately sank his waist, twisted his left fist to the extreme, and then swirled and swung it into the air at an indescribable high speed.

With the roar that resounded throughout the audience, Ye Wentian's fist was headed, and the air suddenly caved in, as if all the air in this space had been forcibly emptied, and what was even more terrifying was that this huge depression was still rotating at an extremely terrifying speed.

From Fergus's point of view, you will find that Ip Mantian's figure is distorted, and the sunken bowl-shaped air wall seems to be essentially hitting head-on.

The alarm rose sharply, and Fergus sacrificed his spiritual skill as fast as he could, and the third spirit ring shone brightly, and the two bone slashing knives rolled up fierce blades, attacking and defending to tear the air and slash heavily at the twisted and sunken air wall.

Judging from the momentum, this fifth spirit skill is obviously more gorgeous, and anyone can feel the super high lethality.

"Good!" the commander of the Second Army couldn't help but shout with his fist, but his expression quickly froze.

I only heard the crisp sound of the bell, like a clash of gold and iron, and the wall of air spread violently, forming a circle of white ripples in the air, which looked spectacular, but Fergus flew out of the churn and upside down, and the two bone chopping knives flew out at the same time, rubbing and rubbing two buzzing vibrations in the distance.

Judging from the results of the collision alone, it was actually the seventy-level Fergus who suffered a loss!

Only one punch, one punch with no spiritual power, won in a head-on collision with Fergus's third spiritual skill!

The commander of the Second Army still maintained a cheering posture, his face was embarrassed and shocked, and the power of this punch was even more terrifying than the trampling just now.

The stands of the Seventh Army burst into cheers and tsunami cheers, and many people threw their clothes into the sky in excitement.

Yulia jumped up even more excitedly, and because she was not bound by her underwear, she jumped like a mountain undulating and almost popped out of the placket of a button that had been dropped. All the previous worries have vanished, yes, what is there to worry about? He is Teresa's man, he must be the best man, Teresa was able to tyrannize the seventy-level Spirit Saint when he was at level fifty, he can do the same!

"Assi, how strong is this kid's strength?" muttered Scott, he was a power-type Spirit Emperor, and he was naturally very sensitive to strength.

"Anyway, when he becomes the Spirit Emperor, it will be easy to abuse you. Yulia was a very unceremonious blow.

Unexpectedly, Scott nodded thoughtfully: "No need for Emperor Ling, I think he will be able to abuse me in another year, alas, handsome, tender, and strong, how can an uncle like me live? Isn't it, Sister Chizuki?"

Qianyue hummed lightly, and didn't react much.

Fergus flipped to the ground, and finally stopped after pushing dozens of meters upside down, his chest rose and fell violently, looking at the teenager opposite in disbelief, only by experiencing the collision himself, can he truly understand the horror of that punch.

What is the origin of this guy?

"Yes, yes, you actually greeted me with no injuries, your strength is very good, and you are qualified to fight with me. But just now I only used sixty percent of my strength, and now I want to use ten percent of my strength, be careful, the blood is manifested, and the mammoth is galloping!" Ye Wentian's arms shook, the clothes on his upper body shattered into butterflies with a snort, the perfect streamlined muscles squirmed violently, and strands of crimson blood overflowed out of the body with muscle peristalsis, forming a layer of blood-colored flames, and then the left arm was adducted, the muscle vessels suddenly burst out, and a punch was struck, only to hear a deafening elephant roar, and the blood flames all over his body surged out, condensing into a mammoth giant elephant phantom that was thirty meters high, roaring and galloping, and crashed straight towards Fergus.

The power of this punch shocked the audience even more, and the blood-colored phantom of the mammoth giant elephant was like a prehistoric monster, exuding a terrifying and violent aura.

Yulia looked at the streamlined muscles of Ye Man's heavenly body, clasped her hands in front of her chest, her eyes were fascinated, and then she turned her head to look at Scott's iron lumpy muscles, and suddenly shivered with disgust.

Scott didn't care, just stared at the bloody phantom and muttered: "The manifestation of blood and qi, it is really the manifestation of blood and qi, and the legend is actually true!"

"What legend?" asked Yulia curiously.

Scott took a deep breath and explained: "Legend has it that the mythical families of the Xianwu Continent, as well as the ancient giants of the Demon Martial Continent, have their own body forging secret techniques, which can not only strengthen the strength of the physical body, but also strengthen the blood qi and purify the bloodline. When the power of blood and qi is strengthened to a certain extent, it will manifest all kinds of phantoms, and the power of breaking mountains and rivers is infinite!"

"Such an exaggeration?" Yulia exclaimed, and even Arthur and the others came over curiously, only Chizuki was indifferent.

Scott bowed his head and said, "It's such an exaggeration, I once got half a page fragment of the Ancient Giant's Body Forging Technique, so that I could cultivate a huge body. I remember that the first weight of the power of flesh and blood was blood like a galloping horse, the second weight was blood like a wild bull, followed by blood like a lion, blood like a desolate tiger, and blood like a fierce elephant, and then I don't know, but there must be several realms. I really didn't expect that this kid had actually cultivated to the point where blood was like a mammoth, it was really incredible, could it be that he was the descendant of the mythical family?"

"And how many levels have you cultivated?" asked Yulia.

Scott sighed: "I'm bigger than him in terms of strength, but in terms of qi and blood......"

"Say!" Yulia raised her eyebrows.

"I'm just as bloody as a lion, satisfied?" Scott franted.

Yulia pushed her glasses with satisfaction, and said seriously: "Hello dish." ”

Scott suddenly wanted to cry without tears, and turned to Chizuki to hug him: "Borrow a shoulder and let me cry for a while." ”

Chizuki moved three feet sideways strangely, staring at Scott with a wary expression, as if two words "hooligan" were written on his unshaven face.

The phantom of the mammoth formed by the blood qi rushed rapidly, and the entire ancient arena trembled, and the gravel and sand continued to fall.

Fergus's face changed drastically, facing this thirty-meter-tall prehistoric giant elephant phantom, he felt the threat of death, with the strength of his body, if he was hit head-on, he would definitely be crushed into meat sauce.

Does he really want to retreat? In the face of a punch from a mere high-ranking soldier, does he really want to retreat? This is not only a question of victory or defeat, but also a question of dignity.

The phantom of the mammoth was getting closer and closer, its crimson eyes were terrifying, and its two fangs twenty meters long flickered with a cold light.