Chapter 106 Equal Rivals

(Second update, make up the arrears later!)

Lei Heng did think so. He thought that Zhang Yan could not hurt himself at all with the power of Aoki Zhenyuan alone. He smiled ferociously and waved the mountain axe in his hand, and the golden light that had gathered into a ball suddenly shot out, like the thick golden light of a bucket roaring and rushing towards Zhang Yan.

There was a trace of coldness in the corners of Zhang Yan's mouth, and scolded gently: "Chut!" The blue light covering the sky and the earth suddenly closed like a fishing net, instantly wrapped the turbulent golden beam of light, and then the blue light flourished. The green light of Taoism was like a bloodthirsty insect ants, plunged into the golden light and swallowed up, and the golden light offensive was disintegrated. , violently in mid-air, like a dying snake, splashing around with a little golden light. In the blink of an eye, the thick golden beam of light in the bucket was swallowed up by the blue light!

Puff~

Lei Heng's face was flushed and his heart was turbulent. He couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and some blood stars flew in mid-air. His face was ferocious and shouted, "Impossible! This is not Aoki Zhenyuan, absolutely not!"

"I consumed nearly half of the real yuan, and it was broken so casually? Impossible, impossible..." Lei Heng's ferocious face was full of confusion, and a burst of blue and white, as if he had been greatly stimulated.

Everyone in the field also saw something strange, but if you look carefully, Zhang Yan is indeed Aoki Zhenyuan!

It seems that Lei Heng is afraid of humiliation and dares not admit it. Although everyone thinks so, they vaguely feel that Aoki Zhenyuan does not have such a sharp devouring power. Is it the reason why he practiced skills?

"Hmm! If you don't believe it, I'll beat you until you believe it!" Zhang Yan's eyes flashed, and his body shook, like a dragon exploring clouds in mid-air. His fists were clenched, wrapped in blue light, and rushed to his head with unparalleled momentum!

"It's time for me to attack!"

Lei Heng was in a trance. Zhang Yan suddenly woke up in front of him. His face changed and he dodged back repeatedly. At the same time, he split the mountain axe in his hand and danced wildly, and the golden light shot out.

Zhang Yan's fists are blooming like a hundred flowers, one punch on the left and one on the right, smashing golden light, the momentum does not decrease, the speed is faster, and another ten feet away, thunder is as good as death!

The ring is only within a few dozen feet. Lei Heng has retreated to the edge of the ring and has no time to turn around and walk away. At this time, he has consumed almost 70% of Zhenyuan in his body and is unable to fight again. However, if he is defeated by Zhang Yan, an outer disciple in the middle of the foundation, he will not be reconciled! Seeing that Zhang Yan was getting closer and closer, the strong wind had filled him. The crazy color on Lei Heng's face flashed, and he smiled rampantly, "You forced me! You forced me!"

Lei Heng changed, and his body spouted a few mouthfuls of blood on the huge axe. His face became pale and almost transparent, but when he saw the golden light suddenly emerging from the huge axe and the golden runes floating out, he smiled ferocious and crazy.

A suffocating sense of oppression suddenly gushed out of the mountain axe and felt the danger. Zhang Yan suddenly stopped in mid-air, and his face condensed. The golden light on the thunder and horizontal axe continued to infuse the floating golden runes. Those more than 20 strange runes became flexible and lively one by one. Rotating with the mountain axe, a strong sense of oppression comes from it!

You can't wait like this. When he finishes accumulating his strength, it must be a desperate blow! Zhang Yan's eyes flashed, and his body was like lightning. His fists came out of the blue light, spinning, and shooting at the thunder that was chanting spells in his mouth at an extremely fast speed!

One foot!

Three feet!

Half a foot!

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"Breaking the sky!" Lei Heng suddenly opened his red eyes and shouted. The blue light emitted by Zhang Yan was scattered without a trace by a rune around the mountain axe. At the same time, more than 20 golden glow-filled runes formed a hexagonal pattern. When the pattern was formed, it made people tremble, and a huge pressure suddenly surged from it. Out!

"It's the last of the three types of splitting mountains!" The faces of the people present changed, which was a terrible blow for both sides! Once this move comes out, even the monks in the Jindan period have to retreat, not to mention a low-level monk in the middle of the foundation? Of course, Lei Heng's body will also be devoured, and his cultivation may even directly land an equal level. The horror of its power can be imagined.

This move has only happened once. That was many years ago. I didn't expect that today would work so hard for the victory or defeat of a game, which people did not expect!

Before Zhang Yan felt this terrorist power, he had held Chanjuan's flying sword in his hand. The thunderous way of playing made him look cold. "Do you want to burn all the jade? Impossible!"

The magic element in his body suddenly gushed out and turned into a surging and excited Aoki Zhenyuan, which was desperately poured into Chanjuan's flying sword. After his magic element was liquefied, it was extremely strong. On the surface, it was the cultivation in the middle of foundation, but no one knew that he was also about to step into the golden elixir period!

I saw a clear cry from Chanjuan's flying sword, which cut through the emptied and shattered a few white clouds. At the same time, dozens of feet long cyan beams of light appeared on the surface of the flying sword, and the dazzling blue light instantly filled the whole world.

Rumble ~ The ring trembled violently, squeezed by two terrible airflows, and the white light of the tortoise shell flashed violently, but it seemed to have no effect on this. The dozens of feet of ring made a sore and numbing sound, and it was on the edge of collapse!

In the whole field, the aura of heaven and earth became violent and restless, the pine waves howled, the white cranes mourned, and the heaven and earth changed instantly!

At this time, the other seven ringes in the competition stopped one after another and looked here.

On the high platform, whether it is the six infancy elders, the patriarchs of major families, and the golden elixir monks in silver, their eyes are shining like electricity.

The disciples present in the competition and the people watching the battle in the arena instantly became frightened and retreated repeatedly. Zhang Yan was within three feet of the ring, and there was no one there!

"Explosion! Explosion! Explosion!" Lei Heng's face had twisted crazily, and he waved the mountain axe. The six-edged pattern composed of golden runes emitted a burning white light, like a small sun, flashing towards Zhang Yan!

A touch of coldness passed through your eyes. Since you want to die, I will fulfill you! Zhang Yan pointed to his right hand, Chanjuan's sword was held dozens of feet long, and the thickness of the bucket was like the real cold green light!

"Go and protect the ring!" Huan Kong had to show off and stood up. A loud shout like thunder suddenly blew up the whole audience. More than a dozen figures flashed, waved their hands, and more than a dozen colorful beams of light poured into the arena. The tortoise shell array of the ring cloth suddenly shot an extremely dazzling white light, instantly covering the whole ring!

The white light shot, and everyone felt pain in front of them and closed their eyes. At the same time, a violent explosion spread all over the world.

Boom! Boom! Boom! It's like a drought and thunder opening the sky, and it's more like the roar of the gods. A continuous loud sound hits the sky and falls into the yellow spring. Everyone's ears roared, blood rolled, and their bodies retreated repeatedly. Under the great shock of the mind, a thick shock surged into his heart. Can such an attack still be possessed by monks in the foundation period?

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the distance gradually dissipated and disappeared.

At this time, everyone dared to open their eyes. In front of the ring, more than a dozen silver-clothed golden monks stood on one side. Just now, they protected the safety of the ring.

Looking up, a sense of absurdity and fright came to my heart. The whole position ring seemed to be cut from it by a big knife, half short, and the top of it was potholes, and the smoke was bursting, which was extremely miserable.

A gust of wind blew, the green smoke dissipated, and the scenery on the ring gradually became clear. At this moment, the hearts of everyone in the audience were shocked again, and even a little numb.

Everyone took a deep breath, their eyes were round, and their surprised chins were about to fall to the ground.

Someone swallowed with difficulty and said in a trembling voice, "He...he is not dead..."

The other man twisted his neck stiffly and made a creaking sound, "Indeed, he is still standing on it!"

"Aw! I'm convinced!"

"Fuck, I'm conquered!"

“......”

Zhang Yan stood on the stage, his hair was messy, and his clothes were burnt. He glanced at the ring, but there was no trace of thunder. He was relieved. At this time, he felt that his whole body was like a scattered frame, and bursts of pain gushed out of his limbs.

Thinking about the scene just now, Zhang Yan still had a lingering fear. Lei Heng's last blow was so horrible that it was comparable to the full blow of a Jindan monk. Even with his tough physique, he was greatly traumatized. However, Lei Heng disappeared at this time and must have died in the explosion. After all, he has instilled half of the magic yuan into Chanjuan's flying sword. If he can't die, he can wipe his neck and solve it by himself.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the fatigue rising in his heart, Zhang Yan looked at the referee under the ring, who was a silver-clad golden monk.

At this time, the monk was stunned and was swept away by Zhang Yan's eyes. He suddenly woke up, reached out and rang the bronze bell and shouted, "The winner of this game, Zhang Yan, a disciple of the outer door!"

The sound sound sounded abnormally and suddenly around the quiet field, and there were rumble echoes everywhere, hitting the nerves of the people present and awakening their stunned minds.

"He won!"

I don't know who made an exclamation, and then the crowd boiled, as if it had exploded, and the noise filled the whole world.

Zhang Yan listened calmly to everyone's discussion about him, jumped off the ring, and walked out of the crowd accompanied by Shi Luocheng and Han Bin. Along the way, the crowd made way for him, with a look of awe in his eyes.

Murong Ke, Mo Rongkai and Han Qimei calmly watched Zhang Yan enter the crowd and disappear. In their hearts, they have regarded him as their equal opponents.

And Ye Xuanshi had no time to touch the crescent scar on his left cheek. His eyebrows were locked, and a trace of worry rose in his heart. He looked at Wu Tai, who was like a dull goose at this time, and his eyes showed a fierce look.

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After this battle, Zhang Yan's name spread throughout the Qianyu Sect!