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Yan Xiaobao does know nothing about sword techniques. But he knows that violetqicauldron controls art, light weight and light weight. He knows that although leaves cannot be used to lift wood, if you roll it up, it may lift a small stone. Also, if you tear the leaves into strips and weave them together, it can lift heavier rocks!

He knows the right way to manipulate mental power!

Sometimes, mastering a technique is better than understanding thousands of techniques. In the qicondensation stage...his skills combined with his immortal silver skin make him invincible!

booooooooooommm!

An ear explosion shook the entire area, and countless pieces of gravel were thrown into the air. Yan Xiaobao's single-sword strike became a storm for Shangfeng Tianyou's five sword dragons. The sword dragon twisted and then exploded into countless pieces. Then the strong wind continued and directly hit Shangguan Tianyou's face.

Yan Xiaobao stood there, his hair whipped in the wind, his expression was calm. He did not cover his back with his hands, nor flick his sleeves. He just stood there, calm like ice. This was a scene that would always be engraved in the hearts of all the disciples on the north and south shores.

"That's really...Yan Xiaobao?" Everyone felt that their thoughts were about to explode. Nanban was shaken. All the disciples who really knew Yan Xiaobao felt that they suddenly didn't know the person standing in front of them. He looked like a stranger. The Yan Xiaobao they remembered liked to make people call him Uncle Bai. He was a bit annoying person, which made everyone feel like giving him a good beating. This person was completely different.

The gasps from the North Shore audience can be heard. The disciples there stared blankly at their thoughts and rotated. Although they had not known Yan Xiaobao for a long time, he had given them the impression of being completely shameless. In sharp contrast, the people they are seeing now have shaken their core.

On the balcony, Zheng Yuandong's eyes shone with extraordinary light. The faces of other peak lords were very serious, and Li Qinghou looked at it with a smile. A warm feeling filled his heart, accompanied by a feeling of pride.

All the other elders also looked serious in their eyes.

Shangguan Tianyou flew over the arena floor, coughing up blood, his eyes blank. He could not believe that he and everyone had lost Yan Xiaobao, whom he completely despised. He was injured, but the humiliation he felt exceeded the pain of his wound. Just as he was about to leave the arena floor, he let out a strong shout.

"This battle is not over yet, Yan Xiaobao!" In this way, he gritted his teeth and spit out a mouthful of blood. His hair withered instantly, and at the same time, he also used his spell to express it. After a while, he trembled and a bloody light shot out from the top of his head!

The light stood tall on him and turned into a blood sword!

The numerous disciples in the audience immediately recognized what they saw. "One of the top ten secret magics! The true self-sword!"

"Hellfiend formation!" Shangguan Tianyou's hands were blurred. He performed a spell again, then waved his hand to Yan Xiaobao. In an instant, the blood sword turned into countless blood, which rotated into a ball of swords, and then shot at Yan Xiaobao with a harsh whistle.

Yan Xiaobao just stretched out his right hand and pointed it out with his index finger.

In front of him, when a huge cauldron appears, the air twists. Although it is illusory, it seems close to the flesh. The complex design covering its surface is clearly visible, making it look very realistic.

"Summoning Ziqi's Cauldron!? God!"

"This is so realistic! That's not the ordinary violetqicauldronsummoning, that's the second level!" The surprised screams from the South Bank audience could be heard, especially the disciples from Violetcauldronpeak.

When the violet cauldron and the blood-colored sword formed to strike each other, the North Shore audience could also hear gasping, causing a deafening rumbling to fill the air. Shangguan Tianyou let out a tragic scream as he was sent back and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Yan Xiaobao's expression was the same as his expression standing on the floor of the arena, watching the huge pot gradually disappear. At the same time, ghostfang's eyes suddenly began to flash. Without any other words, he flew across from Yan Xiaobao.

He said: "Shangguan Tianyou is too weak to continue fighting." "Let's make things simple... Let's start fighting now!" Even though these words left his mouth, the black mist began to surge around him, forming many vicious ghosts, and they screamed silently.

The ghosts' appearance is completely evil. Some are messy, some have green skin, some look like rotten corpses. Some even hold their heads. They are extremely scared.

The floor of the entire arena began to be filled with the halo of death, causing the hearts of disciples on both sides of the Taiwan Strait to become cold.

When the incident happened, countless characters flew out of the crowds on both sides, with people with very serious expressions on their faces. They were not disciples of the foreign sect, but internal disciples from the South and North straits, and they were very interested in the last game of the election battle!

Even the sacred sense of the main elders on the top of the daoseed hill is entirely concentrated on the floor of the arena.

All eyes were staring at Yan Xiaobao and the ghost!

Yan Xiaobao slowly turned around to face the ghost, his expression was serious. During the battle he chose, he had seen ghostfang fight many times, and each time was surprising. One of his fingers almost killed Lu Tianlei, and his power was only 70%.

It's hard to imagine what it would be like if he unleashed all his combat abilities.

The moment Yan Xiaobao saw ghostfang, ghostfang's eyes flashed with mysterious light. Then he waved his hand at Yan Xiaobao, causing a rumbling sound to fill the world. A huge clawed ghost hand appeared next to ghostfang, filling half of the arena floor. It surged with amazing power and soared towards Bai Xiaochun.

In the blink of an eye, it was on him. Yan Xiaobao clenched his fist with his right hand, and silver light flashed, making him look like a silver statue. Then he stretched out his hand to the approaching clawed ghost hand.

From a distance, Yan Xiaobao's slight frame seemed completely insignificant compared to the shocking clawed ghost hand. However, once his fist touched it, a burst explosion exploded.

booooooooooommm!

The thunderous explosion caused the disciples on both sides of the arena to roll back, with a look of surprise on their faces. Some of them even saw the stars swimming in their eyes.

When the shock wave spreads out from the contact point, the ghost hand of the claws trembles. The sound of cracks sounds, and the cracks spread and fill the entire surface. A breath flows through, and then the huge ghost hand of the claws is broken into countless pieces.

The black mist exploded in all directions, and the entire arena floor vibrated violently. Ghostfang's eyes shone brightly as he fell down and then stepped on his feet to stop himself.

The crack spread from his foot to the ground. As for Bai Xiaochun, he also took a step back, his face turned red, and his hands were shining with silver light. If you look closely at that hand, you can see it tremble slightly.

The disciples around him gasped, and the screams of shock and surprise erupted immediately on both sides of the arena.

"I can't believe it...Yan Xiaobao... is too strong!!"

"He is actually on the same level as ghostfang brother! When the Luo Chen family became a traitor, I heard that he barely escaped his life, but killed a bunch of them in the process. I think those stories are exaggerated, but now... "

"This is the first time I've seen someone destroy ghostfang's claw ghost hand!"

The disciples of the internal sect were equally surprised. When they looked at Yan Xiaobao and Gui Buddha, everyone felt deeply frightened. As far as they were concerned, these two people were no longer disciples of the foreign sect. Usually, if no inhuman disciple rose from the team, a few years had passed. However, now... the two people appeared at the same time.

On the balcony, the eyes of the sect leader glittered and the eyebrows of the other elders were raised in shock.

Yan Xiaobao frowned at the tingling sensation he felt on his hand, but the feeling quickly disappeared. Looking at ghostfang, he realized that he was facing a powerful opponent.

ghostfang's eyes seemed to be happy. "I only used fifty percent of the power, but you still destroyed my finger attacks. This means you are much stronger than anyone I face. Well, in that case... I can safely use eighty percent of the power."

His right hand flashed with a spell gesture, and he waved his hand at Yan Xiaobao again.

In an instant, black mist enveloped Yan Xiaobao. The air was torn apart, and unexpectedly, another huge ghost hand appeared.

This sound was even louder than the sound that almost killed Lu Tianlei, and when it descended in the direction of Yan Xiaobao like a mountain, it caused a rumbling sound to echo in all directions.

Yan Xiaobao raised his head, clenched his fist with his right hand, and then fired it into the air, turning into a bright beam of light, directly shooting towards the ghost hand in his claws.

The silver light spread in all directions because the power of his fist shocked the heaven and earth. Yan Xiaobao's immortal skin burst out with power, causing the ghost's hands to tremble, and then began to split like the previous one!

As he performed more spell gestures, ghostfang's face flickered, sending out third, fourth and fifth finger attacks in a fast-sequential manner.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Xiaobao faced four huge clawed ghost hands.

Although all of this takes some time to describe, it happens in the shortest moment. When the hands of the four ghosts flow down on Yan Xiaobao, the disciples of the foreigners shouted in horror, and even the disciples inside were completely shaken.

On the balcony, the sect leader and others stood up, Li Qinghou's eyes shining. However, after a moment, they all realized that there was no need to intervene and rescue Bai Xiaochun.

When a flint flew out of the spark, a huge roar sounded, because all the ghost hands landed on Yan Xiaobao, and the floor of the arena was nothing more than dust. The dust cloud filled with air covered Yan Xiaobao.

However, after a while, you can see flashing like lightning in the dust, like a person taking photos at high speed to ghostfang.

"throatcrushinggrasp!" The only thing that could be seen was the flashing silver light. Then, two fingers appeared directly in front of ghostfang, filling him with a fatal crisis that he had never felt before. He let out a hoarse cry, causing the mist around him to surge in the form of a defensive shield. At the same time, he retreated again.

However, at that moment, Yan Xiaobao's two fingers burst out with powerful gravity. Not only was ghostfang unable to retreat, he was actually pulled towards his finger.

When his defensive shield touches his finger, it will be crushed in the shortest moment. None of his subsequent defenses do anything, not even the three dunks he summoned. The first one is immediately crushed, the second one is divided into two parts, and the third one, despite being kept intact, was sent away.

None of them could stop Yan Xiaobao!

Two fingers crush anything on the road, as easy as a hammer destroying ice. Ghostfang let out a tragic scream, shockingly, more than 30% of his hair turned white, as he paid a stunning price suddenly became transparent and disappeared! Yan Xiaobao's two fingers passed directly through him, holding on to the air.

When the air was crushed and broken, a craze sounded. After a moment, the ghost was a bit far apart from Yan Xiaobao, coughing up blood, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to grow older.

Panting, he said, "You forced me to use one of my life-saving magic, Yan Xiaobao...I underestimate you!"

He actually seemed to want to continue fighting, rather than retreat. However, he was not sure what sacred power he had just used on him, which seemed to be far beyond the combat power of the quasi-condensation stage.

When he stood there, blood oozed out from the corner of Yan Xiaobao's mouth, burst and cracked, and had lacerations on his skin; even his aura was in chaos.

He managed to stand up and grab five ghost hands, but it was very difficult. Without his immortal skin at the silver level, he would have been defeated.

Sadly, his last powerful attack has been avoided. So far, all the disciples in the audience stared blankly at the floor of the arena, their thoughts whirling, and the tsunami shocked their hearts.

The audience on the South Bank was thunderous. But at this moment, they finally realized why Yan Xiaobao was able to survive the struggle with the Luo Chen clan and why he was appointed as a prestigious disciple!

"He is actually...so powerful!!" That's what all shocked disciples were thinking.

As for the North Shore audience, their thoughts were in chaos.

On the balcony, all kinds of elders flashed bright light in their eyes, because they mentally reproduced the moment when Yan Xiaobao hit the incredible blow, and the silver light covering him.

"This is the immortal immortal technology! He has reached the silver level!"

"The last blow was...the throat broke!"

“I can’t believe that someone has really succeeded in cultivating immortal technology! It’s almost impossible! It’s an extraordinary technology, but sadly, its origin is a complete mystery, and moreover, our version is incomplete…”

"I'm very much looking forward to seeing one of these two end in the legacyechelon era from now on!" The leader of the sect sighed. Such an event will only happen after years of time. Arriving at legacyechelon is a very, very difficult thing. Even if you just think of it, he's seen Lee Qinghou. "Going to the core stage of the gold medal in two sixty-year cycles, this puts you into legacyechelon," he thought. "Our only hope for this generation is Lee Qinghou."

Back on the floor of the arena, ghostfang waved his hand, causing the green light to flow out, turning into a huge green wood banner, where he was trapped on the ground beside him.

Then he sat cross-legged, his eyes shining with the desire to fight.

"Yan Xiaobao, you deserve it. I will open the seal now!
Chapter completed!