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Chapter 167 Winning

The blazing long sword carries the terrifying strong wind, whistling continuously, and the heavy rain blooms like pear blossoms.

Under the endless sword, Lin Changan faced everything and could only kill him with one punch.

The phantom of the Emperor of Heaven was invincible and exploded with a mighty punch.

"Boom!"

The fist's wind was unparalleled, knocking away all the flying swords and heading straight towards Huanglong.

"Sure enough, there are two brushes. However, you are only in the eighth level of Qi Condensation. If you want to fight with me, the gap is too big." Ye Baiyi in front of him had a smile. It is undeniable that Lin Changan in front of him,

It was indeed a bit shocking to him, but even so, the gap between the two was still like a chasm, difficult to bridge.

"Wanye kill!" Ye Baiyi smiled faintly, and the endless sword energy gathered crazily at this moment, forming an extremely terrifying awl. All those flying swords gathered together, and a giant sword several feet long suddenly suddenly

displayed in front of you.

"You lost." A proud smile appeared on the corner of Ye Baiyi's mouth.

The combat power of Lin Changan in front of him was indeed somewhat beyond his expectation, but it was just beyond his expectation. When Ye Baiyi really wanted to take action, it was not the disciples of the eighth level of Qi Condensation in front of him who could stop him.

.

The giant sword flew across the sky, and the sword energy cut through the air in front of Lin Changan, killing him.

Seeing this scene, those disciples at the half-step soul-melting level below felt their scalps numb and their minds trembling.

An ordinary half-step soul fusion can be directly chopped to death by this sword! Or even crushed into slag.

How can Lin Changan, who is in the eighth level of Qi Condensation, resist this?

"Lin Changan, although his combat power is indeed much higher than that of the same level, and has even reached the half-step spirit fusion level, but after all, it is only half a step spirit fusion. Compared with Ye Baiyi, who is in the spirit fusion state, the gap is still there.

It's too big." A disciple who was half a step into the spirit fusion level spoke up and shook his head.

It's not that they look down on Lin Chang'an, but Ye Baiyi is really too strong. He defeated Wang Tianlong, second only to Long Xuanyuan, and even Nangong Han didn't take advantage of him in the slightest.

"Yeah, that's true, but it's really amazing that the eighth level of Qi Condensation can reach this point." Those disciples who were half-step into the spirit fusion agreed.

Now they are much more polite to Lin Changan, at least they are not sarcastic or sarcastic.

Well, the key is not to dare, that guy can shake the golden giant, and his combat power is not inferior to them.

"Are you going to fail?" Yan Cai'er murmured in her heart. For some reason, she was actually a little worried about the young man in front of her.

"It's just the eighth level of Qi Condensation. It's really a little bit worse. But, what if I am the ninth level of Qi Condensation?" Lin Changan's mouth suddenly turned into a very beautiful curve at this moment, and his handsome face revealed

A devilish smile.

"Boom!"

As the spiritual power rolled, Lin Changan's Dantian suddenly broke through all the shackles, and poured directly into the ninth level of Qi Condensation. With crackling sounds, all the muscles and bones in his body followed. The vast spiritual power was rolling in the body, and his strength was in his body.

surge.

This scene made Ye Baiyi's eyes sparkle with an imperceptible sparkle.

"Ninth level of Qi Condensation? That's far from it!" He struck out with a sword, his sword energy was powerful and unparalleled in the world.

As for Lin Changan, he could only explode with one punch.

"You can try it!"

An unparalleled punch caused the entire void to tremble. Lin Changan was like a generation boxing champion. He punched out, the wind roared, and with the intention of the fist, the Shanhai Fist exploded.

This punch will make the scalp of even half-step soul-melting experts numb, and if faced with it, the back of the neck will feel cold and they will not dare to look directly.

"Boom!"

Everything dissipated, and the bombardment between the two formed an energy wave. Lin Changan's body was directly shaken and he rushed out quickly. There was even a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. He put one hand on the ground and a big mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Did you lose?" A disciple murmured, feeling that Lin Changan seemed to have lost.

"He should have lost. He looks quite traumatized. Even if he has broken through the ninth level of Qi Condensation, there is still a huge gap between him and Ye Baiyi, who has only half-stepped into the soul." A disciple shook his head, as if the dust had disappeared.

All settled.

Yan Cai'er also squeezed her pink fist. At this moment, she didn't know what she was thinking.

"I, I lost."

What came was Ye Baiyi's feeble breath. The smoke and dust dispersed, revealing Ye Baiyi's figure. His chest collapsed, three or four ribs were broken, and the internal organs in his body were also severely damaged. Even the powerful Fusion Spirit

It has a very strong recovery ability, and it takes several days to recover.

With a wry smile, he was completely convinced. Lin Changan had deliberately reserved his hand for that punch just now. Otherwise, he would have been punched through the chest by Lin Changan. At this moment, he might have coughed up blood and died.

died.

Ye Baiyi, give in!

This scene made the Half-Step Fusion Spirits behind them all stunned, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Ye Tiancheng, the parent and son of the Ziyun Empire's number one swordsman, Ye Baiyi, a strong man at the early level of soul fusion, actually lost to Lin Changan who was in front of him at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, no, the ninth level of Qi Condensation!

How shocking is this to say?

"Where's the points token?" Lin Changan gestured with his hands and said.

Ye Baiyi was stunned. He thought that his previous bold words meant that he would not take away Lin Changan's points, but that Lin Changan might let him go.

"Don't think too much, even if I take your points, your ranking will still not change." Lin Changan said.

"This..." Ye Baiyi was a little stunned when he heard this.

"Now the points of the top ten people have exceeded the points of those 11, 12, and 13 people by more than twice. In other words, even if you take away all your points, it will not change the final outcome.

The top ten places." Lin Changan said.

This is what made Ye Baiyi suddenly realize.

"Fellow Taoist is a great talent, Bai Yi is convinced." Ye Baiyi nodded and spoke with admiration. Immediately, he took out the points card from his pocket, hehe, more than 50,000. As Ye Baiyi's points plummeted,

Lin Changan's ranking also entered the top ten at this moment.

Lin Changan is right, Ye Baiyi's position in the top ten will not change at all, because he is in the top eight.

What Lin Changan did not say was that Ling Qianxue had not come to participate in the battle, and he was not among the top ten. In other words, two of the top ten would be eliminated.

Fortunately, there are still those half-step soul fusions on the field, and there is a high chance that they will be eliminated.

Seeing Lin Changan's body slowly walking down from the fighting platform, the eyes of many young men who were half-stepping into spiritual integration were full of awe. That is the only attitude of the weak towards the strong!

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