Seventeen rarely saw Zifeng show up, and only expressed contempt.
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying blood energy rushed out of his body.
The cultivation level of the fourth level of the Heavenly Realm is clearly demonstrated at this moment.
Ling Tian and others were not surprised by this.
They have never underestimated these foreign geniuses.
What's more, the Seventeenth Young Master is one of the seventeen strongest among the alien geniuses. It is not surprising that he has a cultivation level of the fourth level of the Heavenly Realm.
bass!
After his aura bloomed, the Seventeenth Young Master immediately drew his sword.
The secret power of killing and the secret power of the sword emerged at the same time.
A streak of blood-colored sword light struck towards Zifeng like lightning.
Zifeng's expression condensed for a moment, and his body was instantly shrouded in purple thunder and lightning.
Then he raised his hand and clapped it forward, blasting out a purple thunder palm print.
boom!
The blood-colored sword light struck on the thunder and lightning palm print, instantly shattering the thunder and lightning palm print.
However, that bloody sword light that was moving forward was also annihilated by the power of the terrifying purple thunder.
"Fourth level of Heavenly Realm?"
Young Master Seventeen narrowed his eyes.
He also felt the aura of the fourth level of the Heavenly Realm on Zifeng.
"It seems that the strength of the Donghuang Tianjiao who entered the Chaos Realm this time is not inferior to ours!"
Five of the foreign prodigies came here, their eyes showing great interest.
"really!"
The Fourth Young Master also said the same thing, but his eyes were still full of contempt, "It's a pity that there are only ten talented people in the East Wasteland who have such fighting power!"
Ever since the geniuses of the Eastern Wasteland appeared at the top of the ancient city, the Four Young Masters had already discovered it.
In this battle between the Realm of Chaos and the Tower of Imprisoned Heaven, Donghuang Tianjiao is led by ten people.
Zifeng, who just took action, was one of the ten people.
This is enough for the Fourth Master to make a judgment.
This time, there are only ten people in Donghuang who can compete with the seventeen young men from their alien race.
In the view of the Fourth Master, with the numerical advantage of the top geniuses, Rihong Island is enough to win this battle for the Heaven Prisoner Tower.
Under the ancient city, Zifeng fought fiercely with the Seventeenth Young Master.
Neither of them relied on the power of talismans.
At the beginning of the fight, the two were evenly matched.
But after hundreds of moves, Zifeng gradually gained the upper hand.
However, the strength of the Seventeenth Young Master was not weak, and Zifeng's advantage was not enough to help him kill the Seventeenth Young Master.
Such a scene immediately made Ling Tian think deeply.
"Brother Wudao, brother Shangguan!"
After thinking for a moment, Ling Tian suddenly called out to Feng Wudao and Shangguan Yunche who were standing on his left and right.
"Um?"
The two of them turned their heads slightly when they heard the sound, and looked at Ling Tian at the same time.
"I'd like you to come with me to fight, but I hope you two can show weakness and find an opportunity to kill a foreign genius."
Ling Tian looked solemn and whispered to Feng Wudao. Shangguan Yunche and the other two suggested.
There are seventeen young men from the foreign race, fourteen of them have arrived today.
The strongest among the fourteen people are undoubtedly the Fourth Young Master, the Fifth Young Master, and the Sixth Young Master.
On the other hand, on the Donghuang side, the three strongest people are Ling Tian, Feng Wudao, and Shangguan Yunche.
If the three of them go to fight the Fourth Young Master, the Fifth Young Master, and the Sixth Young Master, even if they can suppress each other, they probably won't be able to kill them.
But if the three of them went to fight the weakest ones, the Sixteenth Young Master, the Fifteenth Young Master, and the Fourteenth Young Master, they might be able to kill each other.
As the overall strength is not as good as that of the foreign geniuses, if Donghuang wants to win this battle for the Prisoner of the Heaven Realm and the Prisoner of the Heaven Tower, it cannot go head-on and must use some brains.
Now they are taking advantage of the Imperial City Formation and taking advantage of the alien genius' mentality of underestimating the enemy. This is the best time to weaken the strength of the alien genius.
Feng Wudao and Shangguan Yunche didn't understand what Ling Tian meant for a while, but they saw Ling Tian's figure flashing out at this moment.
He did not get involved in the battle between Zifeng and the Seventeenth Young Master, and looked at the alien geniuses, "My name is Lingtian, and I am ranked tenth among the ten saint sons of the Eastern Wasteland. Is there anyone who dares to fight with me?"
Shangguan Yunche and Feng Wudao, who were still standing at the top of the ancient city, heard Ling Tian's words and combined with Ling Tian's previous words, they instantly understood Ling Tian's intentions.
On the list of saints given by Shenji Palace, Ling Tian clearly ranked first.
Feng Wudao had fought with Ling Tian before and knew how terrifying Ling Tian's fighting power was.
But now, Ling Tian deliberately said that he was ranked tenth among the ten great saint sons in the Eastern Wasteland, which was obviously an attempt to show weakness.
The purpose is to let the weaker ones among the seventeen young men of the foreign race come out to challenge.
As expected, some foreign geniuses couldn't hold back after hearing Ling Tian's words.
However, it was impossible for them to completely believe Ling Tian's words.
The sixteen young men among them looked at Ling Tian with a fixed gaze, but at this moment they raised their arms, pointed at Zifeng and asked, "You said he is ranked tenth among the ten great saint sons of the Eastern Wasteland, what about him?"
"Senior Brother Zifeng ranks ahead of me, ranking seventh!"
Ling Tian spoke calmly, intending to pave the way for Shangguan Yun Che and Feng Wudao to take action.
"So you are ranked seventh?"
Young Master Seventeen, who was fighting Zifeng, heard Ling Tian's words and his eyes flashed.
He also felt a little aggrieved because of being suppressed by Zifeng just now.
But after learning that Zifeng's strength ranked seventh among the top ten saints in the Eastern Wasteland, his mood instantly improved a lot.
In itself, he is the weakest among the seventeen young men of the alien race.
Against Zifeng, who is not the weakest in Donghuang, there is no shame in being suppressed.
"Without further ado!"
Zifeng was speechless in her heart.
He knew that his strength was actually the weakest among the ten saints of the Eastern Wasteland.
But Ling Tian said that he ranked seventh...
Although he didn't know Ling Tian's intention, he had no intention of exposing Ling Tian.
After the shouts subsided, he once again launched a violent offensive towards the Seventeenth Young Master.
"What? No one dares to fight with me?"
When Ling Tian invited a fight, the alien genius walked out without a trace, and then he drank again.
It seems that although these foreign geniuses are extremely arrogant, they are also cautious people.
Especially after seeing Zifeng's powerful combat power, he became even more cautious.
call!
Ling Tian did not continue to talk nonsense. When he took out the Chaos Sword, he also revealed his cultivation level at the third level of the Heavenly Realm.
"Third level of Heavenly Realm? It seems like he is only ranked tenth!"
After feeling the aura on Ling Tian's body, the Sixteenth Young Master laughed loudly.
There was no hesitation after that, he stepped forward quickly, and his figure swept towards Ling Tian.
In the opinion of the Sixteenth Young Master, his strength is above that of the Seventeenth Young Master, while Ling Tian's strength is below Zifeng.
Then this battle can be fought.
Even if he couldn't kill Ling Tian, he still had a chance to suppress Ling Tian and win back a victory for their Rihong Island.
"Let me test your strength!"
The sixteenth young master had a joking smile on his face, and his left hand was already pressed on the handle of the long sword at his waist, and he was ready to draw the sword at any time.
"May I ask your surname?"
Ling Tian looked up and down at Young Master Sixteen, used his clairvoyance to spy on the other party's cultivation, and asked him a question.
The alien race came here tonight to test the depth of the talent of the Eastern Wilderness.
Ling Tian and others naturally wanted to find out the strength of the alien genius.