On this day, the ancient martial arts venue was once again crowded with people.
People from all forces are also present, and they are all paying attention to the third round of the ancient martial arts competition.
Six people, Ye Junlang, Tantai Lingtian, Mie Shengzi, Ye Chenglong, Zangtian, and Tianxue, were standing on the stage.
Among the five major inherited forces that were born, the young disciples of the three forces, Holy Dragon Pavilion, Blood Demon Sect, and Ghost Tomb Sect, have all entered the top six, occupying half of the places, which shows how powerful they are.
The same rules as the first two rounds, the top six geniuses began to draw lots and choose various opponents.
Ye Junlang and others picked up a small ball one after another, crushed it and showed an immediate label.
The referee Guwu quickly announced the next duel——
"The first group, the Son of Destruction, Tantai Lingtian!"
"Group 2: Ye Chenglong, buried in the sky!"
"The third group, Ye Junlang, Heavenly Blood!"
No one was surprised by the result of such a draw. After all, no matter who faced who, it would be a battle between the strongest.
Ye Junlang was also very satisfied with the result of the lottery. As long as he didn't win a battle with Tantai Lingtian, then there was nothing he could say.
If he was drawn to fight Ye Chenglong, he might have some different emotions in his heart. Combined with what Ye Chenglong said in the Seven Killings, he vaguely felt that Ye Chenglong seemed to know something.
However, he had no chance to talk to Ye Chenglong alone in the past few days.
Everything can only be discussed after the ancient martial arts conference is over.
Countless warriors in the ancient martial arts venue are eagerly waiting for the third round of the first group's showdown to begin.
Both Mie Shengzi and Tantai Lingtian have already entered the battle arena.
There is no doubt about the strength of Saint Son of Destruction. In the second round of the battle, he defeated Xingyun, who was at the peak of the First Saint Realm, with such a strong appearance that there were already rumors in private that among the young geniuses in this Ancient Martial Arts Tournament,
The martial arts of Mie Shengzi are the best.
Naturally, Tantai Lingtian cannot be ignored. He has a Qilin destiny, which is recognized as an auspicious animal destiny. It is not necessarily weaker than Xuanyuan Yanhuang's imperial bloodline.
Ye Junlang, Gu Chen, Ji Zhitian, Tantai Mingyue, Bai Xianer and others all came to watch the battle, all cheering for Tantai Lingtian.
The Holy Son of Destruction stood proudly on the spot, like an immortal spear, towering over the sky and the earth. His breath was cold, and his body was filled with an aura of destruction. His own aura was vaguely stronger than the one he fought against Xingyun that day.
In that battle, Saint Son of Destruction was also injured, but he has almost recovered after adjusting and training in the past five days.
After the victory, Saint Son of Mie's understanding of the martial arts went further. The aura of destruction became more powerful, and his own aura became more powerful, as if he was about to break through a prison.
Tantai Lingtian's own aura is also condensing, with wisps of auspicious purple energy surrounding him, and strange phenomena of fate attributes appearing in the sky, making him look extremely extraordinary.
When the referee Guwu saw that both of them were ready, he blew the whistle and the battle began.
The Saint Son of Destruction had no expression on his face, and he took a sudden step forward, locking Tantai Lingtian with the pressure of his holy realm. The boundless power was like an endless abyss, trying to crush Tantai Lingtian.
Swallowed inside.
boom!
In an instant, Saint Son of Death punched out.
A punch blasted out, the void shook, and a surging and powerful holy-level power followed the fist's light and blasted forward. It was accompanied by an aura of destruction that would destroy the world. What's even more terrifying is this...
The destructive aura of destruction has an extremely terrifying suppressive effect on the soul.
Soul-destroying fist!
This is the most powerful boxing method in Shenglong Pavilion. In addition to its full lethality, the fists also have a suppressive effect on the spiritual and soul level. Once the opponent's spirit is suppressed and there is the slightest hesitation, he will definitely be defeated.
Killed on the spot!
This fist is extremely suitable for the Holy Son of Destruction, due to his bloodline and physique, and his own thick and terrifying aura of destruction. When activating the Soul-Destroying Fist, it has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort. They complement each other and are enough to cause spiritual damage.
Suppress and kill.
"The Ten Thousand Realms Destruction Fist!"
Tantai Lingtian's eyes darkened, and he immediately counterattacked, unleashing the ultimate martial art of the Tantai family that was also famous in the ancient martial arts world.
Rumble!
The fist exploded into the void, like the sound of thunder.
In the fist movement, there was an atmosphere of destruction and catastrophe. The pressure of the fist movement seemed to be accompanied by the terrifying catastrophe. Tantai Lingtian was the master of this endless catastrophe, guiding him.
The monstrous power of destroying the catastrophe bombards the opponent.
Threads of auspicious purple energy are constantly permeating Tantai Lingtian's body, and the illusion of a purple unicorn showing its divine power is faintly intertwined in the void. The unicorn's divine power merges into Tantai Lingtian's fists, and
Attack and attack forward with unparalleled power.
boom!
The two men clashed with each other's fists, erupting with great authority.
Judging from the power of the boxing, Tantai Lingtian is not weaker than the Saint Son of Death. As for the mental suppression caused by the Soul-Destroying Fist, it cannot affect Tantai Lingtian.
Due to Tantai Lingtian's destiny attribute and the protection of Qilin's destiny, his spirit is eternal and invincible, and the fluctuation of his mental suppression from the Soul-Destroying Fist is not enough to affect him.
This is the first time that Ye Junlang has truly seen Tantai Lingtian fight. In his opinion, Tantai Lingtian's strength is not necessarily much weaker than Xuanyuan Yanhuang, and the power of his boxing skills is also powerful enough. Perhaps
The only flaw is that Tantai Lingtian's physique is not very strong.
But with Tantai Lingtian's strength, he is enough to have a place among many geniuses.
After all, Tantai Lingtian was previously ranked second in the Young Dragon Ranking in the ancient martial arts world, and this ranking was earned through his true strength.
As for destroying the Holy Son...
Ye Junlang frowned slightly. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already fought more than ten moves in the arena, and each move was extremely powerful.
Tantai Lingtian is probably from the intermediate level of the First Saint Realm, but he has the blessing of the Qilin divine power with the destiny attribute, so the power of his fists is not necessarily weaker than that of some high-level experts in the First Saint Realm.
But from the beginning to the end, the Holy Son of Destruction seemed extremely calm. Whether fighting or roaming, he seemed to be able to do it with ease, giving people a feeling that he had not used all his strength.
Therefore, this also made Ye Junlang a little unable to see through Saint Son of Death, but he could instinctively feel that this person was very strong. In the second round of his battle with Xingyun, it was not necessarily that he used all his trump cards.
Ye Junlang had an idea in his mind for no reason - Tantai Lingtian might not be the opponent of the Son of Destruction!
Sure enough, at this moment, Saint Son of Mie's eyes darkened, and a fierce and murderous look flashed across his eyes. His own aura of destruction suddenly surged like a huge wave, sweeping across the sky, as if forming chains, binding these people together.
The void imprisoned Tantai Lingtian.
boom!
When Mie Shengzi punched, he used another punch. The punch was like a flame, burning brightly. The shadow of the fist filled the sky red, and the temperature of the entire arena suddenly increased.