six sentient beings

In the auditorium of the circular duel arena, Yan Wuji, who had a calm face, showed a strange look in his eyes.

"This young man of the human race is not easy, the third child is about to fall down this time." The corners of Yan Wuji's mouth rose, as if he was watching a good show.

At the same time, in the secret room of the circular duel field, a man wearing heavy armor, standing eight feet away, with muscles in his arms tangled together, appeared to be a powerful man sitting on a throne superior.

There are two people standing behind this tall man, one of them is a frail scholar who is only about 20 years old.He was wearing a blue robe, and he looked refined and gentle, with a weak appearance.The other person was a middle-aged man wearing white soft armor and a long sword around his waist, with a thin face and a serious expression.

"How is this person? Is he competent?" The man sitting on the throne stared at Yu Hang in the field with flooded eyes, and asked the two people behind him.The man sitting on the throne is the ninth deputy palace master of the highest duel field. He was nicknamed Thunderbolt Warrior, and his name is Thunder, the top powerhouse who can see Dao Realm!

And the two people behind Lei Ting are his two subordinates. These two people are both literary and military, both of them are talented, and they are his right-hand men.The seemingly young and frail scholar named Qingyun is his military adviser, who specializes in advising him and solving some difficult things.The middle-aged man in white soft armor is a master at the peak of the God King Realm, named Bai Ming, who is responsible for collecting information for him and training the dead.

Regarding Lei Ting's question, Bai Ming just raised his eyelids slightly and did not speak.Qingyun shook the white feather fan in his hand, and said to Lei Ting: "This young man from the human race is not very old, and his cultivation level is not high, but for some reason, I always have a feeling..."

"What does it feel like?" Lei Ting asked lightly.

"This person is not simple!" Qingyun clapped the white feather fan in his hand and asserted.

"Oh? Sir, how did you see that?" Lei Ting's eyes revealed a gleam of brilliance.

"There seems to be a soul-shaking power dormant in this person, and his own Dao power is also extremely strong. In my estimation, even the masters of the God King Realm can't match this person in terms of Dao power! People hide very deeply. If it weren't for Qingyun's family-inspired magic, it would be impossible to sense the power like a volcanic eruption in his body. I really can't imagine that there is such a strange talent in this world. He is only in the Nascent Soul stage now. Cultivation, what kind of horror will it be when he breaks through to the God-King Realm? But, having said that, the power in his body is too strong, even if he wants to raise a small step, it will be difficult. This is the so-called advantage There are disadvantages!"

The young scholar waved his lupine fan, and spoke clearly and logically, almost telling all the details about Yu Hang.Qingyun has practiced the family-inspired art, and can easily see through the depth of a person. Of course, the premise is that the cultivation level of the person being probed should not be too high.

"Mr. is right. This person is indeed not simple." Even Bai Ming, who had been keeping a stern face, nodded his head in agreement.

"Although this son is young, as Mr. said, his potential is endless. Only with a strong body to support his body, he will become a dragon among men just around the corner! This waste third young master of the Yan family is superior to the other party by relying on his own cultivation. There are a lot of them, so they will be clamoring for a duel, and everyone will know about it. If you lose this time, you will shoot yourself in the foot with a stone! You are just asking for humiliation!" Lei Ting's voice was loud and his nose snorted coldly.

But at this time in the duel arena, a ray of blue light flew out from Yan Wuming's domain and merged into his body.In an instant, his strength surged to the peak state of Dzogchen in the late stage of Transformation God, and his strength increased tenfold!

He punched out, and streaks of blue light burst out from his fist, piercing through the void with a swishing sound like sharp arrows, vowing to beat Yu Hang to pieces.And Yu Hang still punched flatly, this punch looked very slow, but it contained infinite power.

Hearing a loud bang, Yan Wuming screamed, and his right fist exploded into pieces with a bang!Before he could react, Yu Hang's body disappeared in place.

Bang!

Yu Hang's body flashed and appeared on his back.Another punch, this one hit his spine.There was a crackling sound, Yan Wuming screamed, and his body was smashed to the ground with a bang!

The ground of the duel arena is made of an extremely special metal, not only as smooth as a mirror, but also so hard and frighteningly hard that ordinary experts can't leave a single trace on it.Yan Wuming's body hit the ground with a bang, his handsome face hit the ground first, the bridge of his nose was broken, and his face was covered in blood, such a tragic scene can be imagined.

"Are you going to do it again? You've already lost. If you try again, you're going to kill yourself!" Yu Hang said calmly, standing with his hands behind his back.Up to now, he was just playing with the other party, and he hadn't tried his best at all.Otherwise, Yan Wuming would not be as simple as breaking off a hand.

"You lowly bastard, how dare you hurt me?! I'm going to kill you!" Yan Wuming never thought that he would be defeated by a human monk in the Nascent Soul stage, and the other party defeated him so easily.Millions of spectators around him sighed, and some even laughed loudly, calling him a waste, a waste of the Yan family.What's more, let him step down as soon as possible, so as not to be ashamed again.

Yan Wuming stood on the spot, his ears buzzing, his head buzzing, and his chest was already filled with anger, destroying the last trace of forbearance in his mind.He screamed, and the demonic aura gushed out all over his body, and the blue light illuminated the entire sky.

"The third child has worked so hard to use such a magic technique. Although this magic technique can defeat the opponent, he will also be seriously injured, and he will never recover within ten years. He is really desperate to jump the wall and use any means." Yan Wuji's voice was soft, A smile appeared on his face, and he said slowly.

"Even if the third young master wins this time, he will be severely punished by the master when he returns to the family. He will most likely be dispatched to a remote desolate star and never return." The white-haired old man chuckled.

"It's a good show, this trip is really worth it." Yan Wuji clapped his hands and said, "However, this young man of the human race has some skills. With his cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he can force the third child, who is a master of the Dzogchen realm in the late stage of transformation For this reason, this level of talent is enough to shock the world. I am afraid that only those few princes have such strength and talent?"

"The nine princes' skills are as high as the sky, and they are guided by famous teachers. How could it be possible for a little monk of the human race to compare?" The white-haired old man said disapprovingly.

"Really? Maybe I'm thinking too much..." Yan Wuji smiled slightly, and felt that he was thinking a little too much. The nine princes are all existences that can make the whole universe tremble three times. Why? Can it be compared to the young man of the human race in front of him?

In the duel arena, Yan Wuming went crazy.The incomplete cyan domain was compressed in his hands by him, and it turned into a cyan monster sword, which split the sky and cut towards Yu Hang's head.This is a must-kill move, and only the direct descendants of the Yan family can perform this wonderful technique.

This is indeed a ruthless move to compress the domain into a weapon. This kind of method is simply a fantasy, and others can't use it at all.Because of a bad control, the domain will collapse and the caster will suffer heavy damage.Similarly, the power of this trick is also very frightening.With Yan Wuming's current strength, even a master of the God King Realm would suffer hatred under this sword!This is the secret of the Yan family, it is a move that kills one thousand enemies and hurts oneself eight hundred.

There were bursts of exclamations in the duel arena, and being able to witness the secret arts of the Yan family made some masters feel passionate.

It is the first time Yu Hang has seen such means as compressing the domain into magic weapons.He was slightly surprised, but not in the slightest fear.He punched out, and this punch used half of his body's strength.The phantoms of all kinds of gods and beasts around him merged into his fist in an instant, and a burst of white light shot out, piercing through Yan Wuming's head with a bang!

The speed of this punch was too fast, from casting it to Yan Wuming's death, there was not even a blink of an eye!Yan Wuming didn't know what happened, so he died on the spot, and the domain that was compressed into a divine sword also collapsed on the spot, turning into ashes all over the sky, and slowly dissipating.

ps: Brothers who still don’t have a collection, remember to collect it, roll around and ask for collection~~~~