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Knock your opponent out of the final stage.

Yang Zhan looked back apologetically, then jumped off the final stage, found a place to heal his wounds.

This is his side.

Qingyun Holy Land immediately had disciples to make up for it. Everyone had no extra words, and both sides had only one goal.

That is the victory of this competition.

……

People kept falling down, and people kept making up, and the atmosphere at the scene became more and more dignified.

There are fewer and fewer people who can play.

……

boom-

Ah ~

Seeing the people from his Holy Land fly out of the ring again, Chu Yang took a step and was about to jump onto the ring.

But it's not waiting for him to take action here.

Lin Tian on the side rushed to the ring one step ahead of him.

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at this time.

It was Ying Hong who was above the ring. Looking at Lin Tianhou who had jumped onto the ring, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he licked the blood on his fingers with his tongue.

He said softly: "I'm really sorry, I played a little harder just now. I really didn't expect that the disciples of Qingyun Holy Land are so weak. It seems that I overestimated you."

"Hey, what a pity. It seems that Junior Brother Ye has no chance to make a move today. As long as we get rid of you, the quota will belong to our Holy Land of Absolute Beginning."

That's right.

After this period of fighting.

Among the disciples of the Qingyun Holy Land, only Lin Tian and Chu Yang were left, and the Absolute Beginning Holy Land was not much better, except for Ying Hong who was on stage now.

There was only one Ye Junlin left.

Facing Yinghong's provocation.

Lin Tian's expression was extremely indifferent, and he walked towards him with strides. Every step he took, his momentum increased, his eyes became extremely sharp, and his true energy quickly flowed through his limbs.

Ok? ? ?

The smile on Ying Hong's face quickly subsided, and his expression became a little dignified. Although he was two small realms higher than Lin Tian, ​​he was someone who could be praised by Ye Junlin.

Ying Hong didn't dare to be careless.

sometimes.

The awareness between this small realm.

Doesn't do much for some geniuses.

Ye Junlin gave him a deep understanding.

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While Ying Hong was deep in thought.

Lin Tian's speed suddenly increased, leaving afterimages on the ring, and rushed directly to Ying Hong.

Looking at the oncoming fist, Ying Hong's eyes also revealed cruelty, and he raised his fist to meet him.

bang bang-

click-

The fists of the two collided instantly, and Ying Hong's expression changed from indifferent to incredulous.

Dengdengdeng-

He retreated tens of feet.

Ying Hongcai stabilized his retreating figure, at this time the arm that was fisting with Lin Tian kept trembling, blood was flowing from the fist, and many bones in it were broken.

"you……"

Ying Hong had thought that Lin Tian's strength was not weak.

But I didn't expect it to be so strong.

One face to face crippled one of his own arms.

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Without giving Ying Hongren a chance to breathe, Lin Tian's body moved again, and his eyes were full of coldness at this time.

Ying Hong: "Damn it, I was just being careless for a while, I really thought I was afraid you would fail."

click-

The voice fell.

Ying Hong directly pushed back his broken bone, quickly took out a long sword, and slashed at Lin Tian.

"Wan Jian Jue!"

Ying Hong swung his long sword.

There was a ripple in the space around him, and countless long swords appeared, all of which were transformed from sword energy.

Every long sword exudes endless killing intent.

"go--"

puff puff-

Under Ying Hong's order.

These long swords condensed from sword energy shot directly towards Lin Tianfei, blocking all the space in front of them.

Ying Hong thought so.

Facing his lore blow, Lin Tian should have some scruples, after all, this move is his trump card.

If it wasn't for such a serious injury.

He doesn't intend to use it now.

But what Ying Hong didn't expect was that.

Facing his lore blow, Lin Tian rushed over without dodging or evading, even speeding up a bit.

puff puff-

clang clang clang —

The long sword kept falling on Lin Tian's body, making a loud noise, but except for his clothes being scratched by the long sword, there was no scar left on his skin.

At this moment, Ying Hong opened his mouth wide open.

own fatal blow.

It only left some white spots on the opponent's skin.

escape!

After seeing clearly what the two parties were aware of, Ying Hong had only one thought in his mind at this moment, that is to escape from here as soon as possible.

The opponent's physical body is too weird.

I couldn't break through his defense at all.

Ying Hong felt that.

Can beat this guy now.

Only his junior brother Ye Junlin was left.

Now he finally understands.

Why did Ye Junlin say not long ago that the biggest threat to Qingyun Holy Land is Lin Tian.

however.

Before Ying Hong ran two steps, Lin was only tens of meters away from his position, and the distance was still shrinking.

"Brother, save me!"

Seeing Lin Tian's indifferent eyes, Ying Hong couldn't suppress the fear in his heart any longer, and cried out.

Lin Tian: "No one can save you!"

at this time.

Lin Tian waved his fist and threw it towards Ying Hong's dantian, with a very stern expression on his face.

It was this guy just now who beat the three disciples of Qingyun Holy Land into cripples one after another. Lin Tian would never let him go.

Ok? ? ?

Seeing Lin Tian's actions.

Ye Junlin who was on the side shot instantly.

Ying Hong is a core disciple, no matter what his considerations are, he cannot be let down by Lin Tian.

otherwise.

The face of the Holy Land is gone.

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Ye Junlin jumped up quickly, drew out the long sword in his hand, and slashed in the direction of Lin Tian.

Although it looks like it's just a sword at hand.

But the expressions of the elders in Qingyun Holy Land changed, their eyes showed shock, and they looked at Lin Tian worriedly.

Feng Wuhen's face changed.

Shen Sheng said: "It turned out to be a sword body!"

Sword cultivators are notoriously powerful, and now Ye Junlin is still a sword body, and his strength will definitely be even stronger.

Looking at the smile on Yu Zhengyun's face.

Feng Wuhen clenched his fists fiercely, now he no longer expects to win.

Instead, he was very worried about Lin Tian's safety.

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Chapter 70 Three Fingers against Yin and Yang

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at this time.

Lin Tianji's attack was getting closer and closer to Ying Hong.

But that sword energy also came to him.

Stab it!

As the distance approached, the sword energy emitted directly tore Lin Tian's clothes into pieces.

It can be seen how powerful this blow is.

Feeling the tingling sensation of the skin, Lin Tian frowned at this moment, with a serious look on his face.

Aware of this.

A look of satisfaction appeared on Ying Hong's face.

He sarcastically said: "Haha, if Junior Brother Ye makes a move, Qingyun Holy Land has no chance, just accept the fate of failure honestly, it is impossible for you to win."