"The two still started fighting."

"This is going to be interesting!"

"Yeah, who do you think can win?"

"Needless to say, it must be Lin Feiyu. Many years ago, Lin Feiyu's Taoist inscriptions have reached the rank of the top geniuses in the world. At his current level, I don't even know what he has become."

"This Yang Chen is certainly from the Seven Swords Pavilion of the Holy Domain, but the Holy Domain has declined a lot over the years, and the disciples of the Seven Swords Pavilion are not as important as before. In addition, this Yang Chen didn't have any fame before. Hehe, what great ability can he have? .”

"However, it is quite surprising that he can suppress Zhou Rumeng with a flip of his hand."

"Haha, this little girl Zhou Rumeng, most of her Taoist inscriptions are accumulated by relying on external objects. As a saint, she is just the facade of the Nirvana Sect. She is lucky. How much actual combat experience can she have? I'm afraid there are 10,000 Taoist inscriptions. , it would be good if he could barely subdue a strong man with nine thousand Taoist inscriptions. As long as Yang Chen is at the same level as him, it will not be difficult to suppress him."

Hearing this, a group of people suddenly realized.

Everyone looked at this confrontation, and the ones they were more optimistic about came from Lin Feiyu's side.

"Senior brother, kill him." Zhou Rumeng's face was full of viciousness now. Looking at his senior brother, he was extremely angry and wanted to make his senior brother kill Yang Chen so that she could vent her anger.

Seeing Lin Feiyu sneak up on him, Yang Chen shook his head slightly, expressing his helplessness.

"Since you want to fight, then I will accompany you to the end." Yang Chen took out the spear in his hand.

I have to say that Lin Feiyu is a somewhat difficult character, and the blow just now was much higher than Zhou Rumeng's level.

Now the spear is waving, Lin Feiyu smiles ferociously, fight me to the end?

Just now I asked you to spar and you didn't dare to agree. You didn't have the confidence to fight with me. Now it's helpless to fight alone. How can you win against me?

Lin Feiyu thought so in his heart, and took one blow.

This blow also showed all Lin Feiyu's Taoist inscription methods.

Once displayed, there are more than 13,200 ways!

The gorgeous Taoist inscriptions covered the entire space on the spot!

Lin Feiyu laughed wildly, and when the Taoist inscription appeared, the type of Taoist meaning in it also appeared quickly.

"Four kinds of Taoism, the Taoism of flame, the Taoism of extreme madness, the Taoism of light, and the Taoism of Yang!"

Everyone was shocked when they saw Lin Feiyu showing his true meaning.

"I didn't expect that Lin Feiyu's current Taoist level has reached 13,200 Tao. It's really amazing."

"With the four Dao intentions coming together, I really can't find a reason for Yang Chen to win..."

When everyone thought this, Lin Feiyu also laughed wildly.

His Taoist means are indeed far superior to those of the same level. Thirteen thousand two hundred Tao means he can reach the height of many people.

For young monks of the same level, ten thousand Taoist inscriptions are already the highest level.

And he pulled away the monks of the same level, three thousand two hundred!

"Go to hell." Lin Feiyu roared angrily.

He didn't even bother to use Taoist magic, he wanted to suppress Yang Chen with the absolute number of Taoist inscriptions.

However, Yang Chen also took action at this time.

Previously, no one knew the number of Taoist inscriptions Yang Chen had.

But now, the Taoist inscriptions all over Yang Chen's body are rolling, layer after layer, and soon the number exceeds tens of thousands.

Then, eleven thousand ways, twelve thousand ways, thirteen thousand ways, fourteen thousand ways.

Surpassing Lin Feiyu, reaching the terrifying figure of fourteen thousand.

This made everyone who was already quite surprised, their surprise increased to a higher level, and they no longer knew how to describe this battle.

Lin Feiyu revealed 13,000 Taoist meanings, which already made many people unable to believe their eyes. Now, Yang Chen went up and revealed 14,000 Taoist ideas, which was even more exaggerated than Lin Feiyu?

The most important thing is that it hasn’t stopped yet and is still rising by leaps and bounds!

Fifteen thousand ways.

Sixteen thousand ways.

Sixteen thousand nine hundred ways!

The Taoist inscriptions, which were approaching 17,000 ways infinitely, were finally settled.

When the number of Yang Chen's Taoist inscriptions was displayed, the entire audience was in an uproar.

"How is it possible? What a terrifying Taoist inscription number..."

"This this!"

All were shocked.

And Yang Chen, after this number of Taoist inscriptions were displayed, they were like a tide, overwhelmingly suppressing all the Taoist inscriptions that Lin Feiyu had been confident in before.

Is your Thirteen Thousand Two Hundred Tao very powerful?

My 16,900 ways will let you know what it means to be awesome!

He was crushed on the spot without any resistance. Lin Feiyu's Dao will and Yang Chen's Dao will were not on the same level at all.

"How is that possible!" Zhou Rumeng's body almost collapsed.

Lin Feiyu's eyes widened in shock. Seeing Yang Chen's Taoist intention, it was like seeing a big mountain, a mountain that he could not possibly cross.

"How is that possible!" Lin Feiyu roared. He would never believe that there were people so terrifying than him.

"Nine Heavens Light Slash!"

Lin Feiyu suddenly used his Taoist skills, and with a roar, a huge golden light slash suddenly fell from the sky, spanning a distance of several thousand feet, covered with Taoist inscriptions, and crashed down.

The transcendental blow made the onlookers feel fear, and for a moment everyone quickly retreated.

Only Yang Chen stood in the center.

"Let you know how powerful my Taoism is!" Lin Feiyu roared out. He is the most important training target of the Nirvana Sect.

His Taoism is the best.

Nine Heavens Light Slash, he wanted to see how Yang Chen would respond.

At this time!

Yang Chen raised his hand.

He gently struck out with a palm, and this palm struck like a huge golden bell!

"The Hand of the Big Golden Bell!"

Immediately, this huge golden bell collided with the Nine Heavens Light Slash.

Lin Feiyu almost used all his strength. He wanted to win and crush Yang Chen!

However, due to the terrifying disparity in the number of Taoist inscriptions and the slight difference in Taoist levels, Lin Feiyu's method only lasted less than three breaths before it suddenly shattered.

This almost knocked Lin Feiyu's self-confidence from high to low, and he was instantly desperate.

"you you!"

Lin Feiyu's pupils shrank, and before he had time to shout, the hand of the big golden bell had already been slapped on his body, causing blood to spray out from him, and he was completely unable to fight anymore.

And Yang Chen also moved over in an instant, and grabbed Lin Feiyu's neck fiercely!

"I asked you just now, this should be a sneak attack, not a sparring session, right?"

Yang Chen now has the Taoist inscription on his body, which makes Lin Feiyu breathless.

"If you don't answer, then I'll take it as your default!"

Yang Chen said calmly: "I won't kill you during the competition, but if you forcefully attack me, it doesn't seem unreasonable for me to kill you now."