Looking at the huge ravine that appeared where the cyan lightning landed, countless people swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this kind of terrifying attack, I'm afraid that even if the master of the Spirit Vein Realm Triple was hit, he would have to be seriously injured on the spot, right?

Smoke and dust slowly diffused from the place where the thunder and lightning exploded, and there was no sound in the dust, and the people in it seemed to have turned into dust under Lin Aotian's terrifying blow.

The spear touched the ground, a pale color appeared on Lin Aotian's face, and a few drops of sweat also dripped from his forehead, and then he took a deep breath, looked at the smoke and dust that did not move at all, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

This "Crazy Thunderstorm" is a god-level martial art, even in his family, only an elder-level powerhouse can cultivate, if it is not his father but the head of the family, he has no right to cultivate.

He believed that with the terrifying lethality of the "Crazy Thunderstorm", even if the opponent's strength was comparable to his own, it would be impossible for him to survive this trick!

In the field, the smoke gradually dissipated, there was silence in the stands, and countless eyes looked at it with regret, this woman who had just created a miracle in the academy and walked out of the Futu Heavenly Tower was killed in seconds like this?

It's a pity to have such a beauty.

However, before everyone could sigh, when the smoke and dust dissipated, a huge broken knife stuck in the hard floor appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Countless surprised eyes looked forward along the broken knife, and the white figure slowly became clear, and that woman appeared in front of everyone again intact!

Such a terrifying blow couldn't hurt her at all, and everyone looked at Yang Ran, who was still neatly dressed, and was stunned for a while.

And Lin Aotian's originally cold gaze suddenly froze, and there was a little more panic and fear in his expression!

How is it possible, even a threefold martial artist of the Spirit Vein Realm can't resist this blow!

But he couldn't have imagined that Yang Ran not only had the strength of the peak of the Yuan Dan Realm, but also had the cultivation of the peak demon general, under the superposition of the two, under the Xuan Netherworld Realm, he was almost invincible!

And Lin Aotian's imposing attack just concealed his demonic aura, allowing him to exert all his energy without any scruples!

"Hello?" Yang Ran raised his head slightly, and his clear voice rang out, with endless coldness and indifference.

Lin Aotian's face trembled, and his palm not only held the cyan spear tighter, but now he finally knew how terrifying the bewitching woman in front of him was!

"If it's cool, then it's my turn!" Lin Aotian didn't answer, but saw Yang Ran on the other side talking to himself, and then he held the broken knife with both hands, and the light on the broken knife suddenly exploded, and in the sharp wind howling, countless sharp blades were conjured, and at this moment, between the squirming of his lips, a few words that made Lin Aotian's heart tremble popped out—

"The first style of the Red Sun Dongsheng Knife Technique, the Phantom Killing Blade!"

Before the words fell, the light on the broken knife suddenly became even more dazzling, and in the middle of the curtain, the countless illusionized blades galloped out, like ten thousand lightning flashes, rushing out, and the direction of the blade was Lin Aotian, whose face became extremely pale in an instant!

The horror in his pupils continued to spread, and Lin Aotian hurriedly raised the Qingye spear, but before he could defend himself, the thousands of phantom blades were like pillars of mountain light, covering him in the mountains and seas!

"Hiss"

Shrouded in endless light, there was a faint sound of clothes cracking, and thousands of blades shuttled through Lin Aotian's body, cutting his clothes and leaving countless scars on his body, but none of them caused him fatal injuries!

In just a moment, Lin Aotian's clothes were already rotten, and his hair was even more shaved off, and he was extremely embarrassed, and his appearance was not much better than the old beggar begging on the street.

In this public, he humiliated his opponent so much, even the spectators in the stands, looking at this gorgeous woman, couldn't help but shrink their necks.

"Slut, I'll fight with you!" Lin Aotian was full of grief and indignation, and was about to rush over with a spear.

But at the same time, the white figure was already approaching like a ghost.

Lin Aotian was shocked in his heart, and retreated suddenly, but only a few steps back, he noticed a chill coming from behind him, and hurriedly turned around, a white light and shadow flashed in the corner of his eye, and then a fist wrapped in surging true yuan suddenly enlarged in his frightened pupils.

"Bang!"

The fist carried the vast True Yuan, and Yang Ran slammed into Lin Aotian's chest, and the latter suddenly flew out upside down like a broken kite, and then slammed under the martial platform.

"Poof!"

Lin Aotian's face was like ashes, blood was spurting from his mouth, and the cyan spear in his hand was even more like a heavy injury, dim, the body of the spear swayed, and it fell to the ground with a "clang".

Lin Aotian was defeated?!

Almost in a moment, the tide of battle changed so dramatically!

How many people witnessed this scene, looking at Lin Aotian who collapsed to the ground, he still looked incredulous, that was a triple powerhouse of the Spirit Vein Realm, and he was really defeated by that woman.

Even on the rostrum, Li Yufeng, who had been watching the battle situation here, was stunned for a long time, and then sighed: "Dean Zheng, your gaze is really much older, Li Yufeng is ashamed of himself!"

In the future, you will feel this way even more. Zheng Yuhong stared at Yang Ran and said with a serious expression.

And at this moment, when everyone's eyes were still on the fifth martial platform, shocked by Lin Aotian's defeat, suddenly, a long roar suddenly sounded on the other side of the martial platform.

The sound moves the four fields, and the world changes color!

This long roar is like the roar of a tiger shaking the mountains, and it is like a shocking dragon roar, high with endless tragedy, and it is going to break through the sky. And when Yang Ran heard this long howl, his expression changed dramatically in an instant, and he turned around suddenly.

Because he could hear it, it was the voice of the dragon!

Yang Ran was completely immersed in the battle just now, and he didn't expect or see at all that the battle situation on the other side of Wutai was changing rapidly, and the intensity was not inferior to this side.

It turned out that Mo Chengcheng, who was still at ease, had his long hair scattered at the moment, his breath was disordered, and even his clothes were cut in many places, but he kept looking up, and there was a faint fear in his gloomy eyes!

And when everyone followed his gaze to look at the air, it was as good as a wood carved clay statue, with a cracked mouth and a face full of horror.

Yang Ran's heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden.

I saw that in mid-air, in a black thunder light, it was covered in blood, like a bloody dragon!

Long Shou's originally handsome face became a little distorted due to pain, and his facial features and seven orifices suddenly all flowed blood in this moment, but looking at his expression, he was still cold and fierce, and he didn't have the slightest fear, his eyes were blazing, and he clutched a gray sword in his hand, and he didn't know that his flesh and bones were deeply embedded in it.

Perhaps sensing Yang Ran's gaze, he turned his face and suddenly smiled, his white teeth had already been stained red with blood.