Two giant pillars of blue light rolled down with rolling spiritual energy, and were about to hit the top of his head. At this time, Jiang Tian finally moved!
However, he neither retreated to dodge, nor moved sideways to dodge, but stood firmly on the spot, raised his right arm and used the palm of his hand as a sword to slash forward!
"Heaven Breaking Style!"
Whoosh…boom!
Accompanied by a cold shout, two rays of purple light shot out from Jiang Tian's palm, and instantly cut through the void to meet two giant pillars of green light.
"Hiss! This kid is too arrogant!"
"What a courage!"
"With only two palm swords, he tried to block Gao Hanyang's fierce attack. How dare he do so?"
There were screams around the ring, and everyone's eyes were twitching in horror, as if they had seen the tragic scene where the purple sword light was dispersed in one fell swoop, and the terrifying pressure pushed Jiang Tian directly into the ring!
Boom!
A violent loud noise suddenly erupted, and two rays of purple light shot through the air and struck the giant blue pillar like lightning. A surprising scene appeared!
These two seemingly disproportionate sword lights actually forcibly held up the giant cyan pillar, and the two spiritual powers were stagnant in mid-air for a moment.
"How is that possible?" Gao Hanyang's eyes twitched, and his heart was shaken!
This is his signature skill "Qingluan Arm". Especially after blessing the bloodline vision, its power is as deep as a mountain and as heavy as a giant mountain!
Although the purple light wielded by Jiang Tian was extremely sharp, it was probably far inferior in terms of power. But why did the collision of these two spiritual powers lead to this result?
"Hiss! There seems to be nothing special about Jiang Tian's two sword lights. How did he withstand Gao Hanyang's attack?"
"I'm also surprised, I'm afraid... Jiang Tian's method is not as simple as it seems!"
“Incredible!”
There were exclamations around the arena, and the sect elders in the spectator seats looked at each other, their eyes flashing thoughtfully.
"That's unreasonable!"
In the blink of an eye, Gao Hanyang shouted angrily, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
With a wave of his arms in the air, the spiritual energy around his body surged, and the huge Qingyang suspended in the air trembled throughout his body. An astonishing martial arts will instantly blessed the two giant pillars, and they couldn't help but press down with the force of Mount Tai.
.
rumble!
A dull roar resounded above the arena, and the void seemed unable to withstand this huge force. The fluctuations of spiritual power visible to the naked eye rolled out, like giant umbrellas stretched out of thin air, or like layers of thick foam set off by the waves.
!
Bang bang!
With two clear crisp sounds, the purple sword light finally exploded, and the huge green pillar fell lightly with an unstoppable force, covering Jiang Tian's figure without any explanation.
"hiss!"
"not good!"
"Junior Brother Jiang!"
"Jiang Tian..."
There were screams around the arena, and many of Qi Yurou's outer disciples' expressions instantly changed!
The moment the purple sword light held up the giant cyan pillar, they already had strong confidence and were amazed at Jiang Tian's performance. However, in the blink of an eye, their minds were shaken, and they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar!
In just a blink of an eye, why did the situation take a turn for the worse?
After suffering such a terrible blow, what is Jiang Tian's condition?
Everyone almost didn't dare to think about it. Some people even looked desperate and didn't even dare to look directly at the ring anymore.
At this moment, the sect elders in the spectator seats suddenly made two surprised sounds.
"Huh?"
"Haha, that's interesting!"
As the words of the two people spread, purple light rippled on one side of the ring, and a figure suddenly appeared. Who could it be if it wasn't Jiang Tian?
"Hiss! What's going on?"
"When did Junior Brother Jiang escape?"
"Jiang Tian is fine!"
"What a risk, what a risk!"
A group of outer disciples around Qi Yurou clapped their hands on their chests and let out a long sigh, but their minds were filled with ups and downs, and their thoughts were flashing wildly.
They clearly saw Jiang Tian being hit by two cyan light beams, but how could he appear on the other side of the ring unscathed in the blink of an eye?
The scene before them really surprised them.
Even many inner disciples have their eyes contracted and their expressions are extremely solemn!
"Senior Brother Jing, have you seen how Jiang Tian avoided it?" someone asked with a frown.
"Ahem, to tell you the truth, I thought Jiang Tian was smashed into a meat pie. I never thought he could escape!"
"this……"
"Haha, Gao Hanyang's methods are really extraordinary. Even if it were me, I wouldn't be able to escape completely. This Jiang Tian actually dodged, which shows that his strength is not inferior to that of many inner disciples!"
"No wonder he made it to the third round and defeated a tough guy like Shi Kun!"
Everyone sighed and were deeply surprised.
"Hmph! So what? Gao Hanyang's shots are so slow, how difficult is it to avoid them?"
With a sudden cold snort, Di Feng glanced at the few people just now with an angry look on his face, his eyes showing deep disdain.
Everyone was scolded by him for no reason. Although they were annoyed, due to Di Feng's strength, they could only grit their teeth and endure it silently.
Di Feng, however, was not satisfied and scolded with a sneer: "These two people are not competing in a martial arts competition at all, they are just a fucking exchange. If I had been on the stage, I would have defeated them long ago!"
Arrogant words mixed with a domineering aura spread out, forcing everyone to dare not breathe.
Di Feng's strength is quite remarkable among the inner sects. Although he is not among the top geniuses, ordinary inner sect disciples are no match for him.
In addition, this person has a wild personality and often takes the initiative to provoke his fellow disciples, so few people are willing to provoke him.
This further fueled his arrogance, making him a moderate tyrant in the inner sect!
On the ring, Gao Hanyang retracted his arms and turned to look at Jiang Tian, with a flash of shock in his eyes!
"No wonder Junior Brother Jiang is so confident, it seems I still underestimated your strength!"
Gao Hanyang took a deep breath and showed an unprecedented serious expression. There were no more distracting thoughts in his heart, and his eyes became extremely sharp. It was not until this moment that he truly regarded Jiang Tian as an opponent of the same level.
This kind of attitude has never been seen even when facing inner disciples!
"Senior Brother Gao, don't hesitate anymore. Just use whatever means you have, otherwise it will be very unpleasant to fight back and forth like this?"
Jiang Tian smiled lightly, waved his hand and said.
Gao Hanyang's mouth twitched, feeling speechless.
The reason why he did not continue to launch fierce attacks was that he felt that Jiang Tian had good qualifications and his temperament was quite to his liking. He had a vague feeling of sympathy for each other, so he was a little embarrassed and attacked fiercely.
He is even more afraid that if he strikes too hard, he will hurt the opponent too badly if he fails to close the attack in time.
But after hearing what the other party meant, you still think he was too slow in taking action?
"Huh! Well, I think with Junior Brother Jiang's strength, even if he can't defeat me, he won't be defeated too badly. In that case, I won't be polite!" Gao Hanyang let out a sullen breath, his face was solemn, all the distracting thoughts in his heart were gone, and his whole body was full of momentum.
After a change, he stood proudly like a peerless sword, completely different from before!