"Colin, are you a special idiot? Don't you have any idea how strong the power of the soul can be controlled by you? It's out of control, fuck!"
Wang Xiang of the tiger tribe roared at Colin full of anger and dissatisfaction.
Colin closed his eyes and said nothing, frowning.
He didn't want to do this either. By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late to brake.
What should we do now?
"Brother, calm down, hold on. Now, whoever can't hold on first will die, and even if he dies, he may be in pieces! The most terrifying thing is that he may still be unable to escape after death..." One of Wang Xiang's junior disciples passed on
Yin reminded.
At this moment, nearly a thousand strong men have formed a delicate balance, and are stuck together with the power of the soul mark controlled by Yang An on the tower monument.
Various scenarios are like two masters competing for their internal strength at a fever pitch. Once the balance is broken, one of them will be seriously injured or killed. Unless there is a stronger master who can withstand the internal strength of the two dueling people and resolve it, can the situation be resolved?
The two of them separate. Otherwise, they will have to wait for one of them to run out of energy and die!
Now, a combination of more than a thousand people is equivalent to a master competing for internal strength, and no one can escape.
"Colin, can we withdraw our forces bit by bit at the same time?" Ye Tian asked.
"You can try. But in the end, many people may die, but they still can't get rid of the power of the tower..." Colin thought for a moment and said.
"Death? You mean, Yang An can control the protective power of the tower monument on his soul mark?"
"It should be." Colin didn't even want to admit it.
Otherwise, the current situation would not be possible no matter what.
Even if he couldn't control the power of everyone's soul, he should have directly detonated it instead of forming this inexplicable state.
"So, our current situation is probably caused by Yang An's deliberate guidance!" Ye Tian said again: "If you want to break the current deadlock, you must... die a lot of people. If you can withstand the intensity of the backlash, you must die again."
Manipulation?”
"Pa bang bang..."
At this moment, crisp and rhythmic applause suddenly sounded.
At the same time, a bright seven-colored light bloomed on the stele. Yang An seemed to be stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, and the holy light of dragon luck, three feet high above his head, slowly descended from the top of the stele.
Until they arrived in front of Colin and others.
Both eyes were fixed on Yang An, that handsome man with a handsome face.
Most of the thousands of masters who took action in front of the pagoda monument, as well as countless third-level true immortals, saw Yang An for the first time. Even if they were in a difficult situation and could not escape, they were all attracted by it as they had no intention of appreciating it.
Yang An's appearance was shocking.
No matter whether you are an Easterner or a Westerner, or you are not a human being, or you are half-human and half-animal, there is no exception!
I have to say that Comrade Lao Yang is always very good at taking care of his appearance and temperament.
The most important thing is the immortal aura between his brows and the look in the depths of his eyes that look like billions of stars twinkling, which is so shocking!
"Is this Yang An?"
"Can this be considered a second-level true immortal? Isn't my third-level peak not even the Mahayana realm?"
"So strong, such a terrifying aura!"
"Daoyun..."
"The unparalleled genius, is this the style of the unparalleled genius? Are we here to kill such a person?"
"How dare he come out at this time? No, it should be said that he still has the energy to come out? Oh my god, we are an army of ten thousand people!"
"I saw endless Dao rhymes in his eyes, stars one after another, each one seemed to be a kind of Dao! Oh my God, what kind of evildoer is this?"
"No matter how evil you are, you are dead. If you trap a thousand masters, you can treat us as nine thousand third-level true immortals who are at the pinnacle of immortality. How dare you come out!"
"Shh, keep your voice down, damn it, don't push me, do you dare to come in? Can you come in?"
"Well……"
At this moment, Yang An was already standing in front of the thousand masters. If the nine thousand third-level true immortals who were not in trouble wanted to attack Yang An, the first thing they would attack would be the thousand masters in the middle.
"Pa bang bang..."
"Ye Tian, you are right. You are very talented, very strong, and very smart, but your shortcomings are fatal."
"What shortcomings?" Ye Tian frowned. Although the power of the soul had to maintain a stable state, his aura exploded to the strongest level, his sword intent was sharp, and he was ready to fight at any time. No way, he was originally from Yang
The person who escaped from An's hands will definitely be one of the first people Yang An wants to kill.
"I am too rational, and I like to seize opportunities. I am so good at rational analysis, can I be right? The first time, you thought that when the Beast King came, you could take the opportunity to kill me, did you do it? Now, you thought that you would join forces with Little R Country
This little watch hitting Miyazawa's mistress Colin is an opportunity to kill me, isn't it?"
"yes."
"Do you think you can still do it now?"
"have no idea."
"No, you already know." Yang An smiled.
The clouds were light and the wind was gentle, but a sword blooming with fiery red light was formed in the void.
The pure sword intention condensed into a physical sword out of thin air!
What level of sword intent is required to achieve this?
"You... forget it, you're right. Just kill him. It won't be a shame to die in your hands."
To everyone's surprise, Ye Tian closed his eyes directly, as if he didn't want to make any more resistance.
"There is no rush. It would be too wasteful to kill you like this. I have always been a man of virtue, fairness, justice and openness." Yang An said.
"What do you want?"
"A fair fight, only life or death!"
Yang An's expression suddenly froze, he stared at Ye Tian and said. His calm voice was indescribably arrogant.
A life and death showdown!
Ye Tian frowned.
Colin and the other ten thousand monks, as well as everyone in the Ninth City in the tower stele, were stunned.
Watching in shock, Yang An's godhead suddenly flashed with crystal light, the tower stele lit up, and the next moment, Ye Tian's soul power was directly separated from the thousands of masters, without any impact, and he was free!
How can it be?
At this moment, the whole place was completely silent, but the moods of the two parties were very different.
Colin and others were not only shocked that they were completely passive and completely trapped by Yang An alone, but they were also shocked by Yang An's arrogance and confidence. However, there is no doubt that this is what they want to see, otherwise
, with Yang An's amazing control, killing a thousand of them was as easy as killing a chicken.
Many people were actually scared to death when Ye Tian closed his eyes and accepted his fate. Especially Gong Ze from Little R country, his face turned pale.
Inside the stele, the people on Yang An's side became uneasy again. They were afraid that if something happened to Yang An, something would happen to them. Of course, these were the majority of people who didn't know Yang An well enough. Chen Zhan
It's natural to wait for others to be stable and don't worry at all.
There is one thing that both parties agree on - crazy!
Yang An, who had clearly taken the absolute initiative, actually arrogantly released Ye Tian, a swordsman who had already reached the fifth level of True Immortal, to give him a fair life-or-death showdown!
