In the keel flying boat, the expressions of Xiao Ling, Jiang Feng and other great talents from outside the region became serious.
"Fire Punishment, it's up to you whether you can kill this evil species. I hope you won't disappoint us." Xiao Ling said.
"No problem. Although the strength of Yan Xing is not as good as the candidates for the Holy Son, there are very few people who can. Killing Xiao Yi is a sure thing." Jiang Feng comforted everyone.
"Xiao Yi, you must live." Duan Qingqing held his hands in front of his plump chest and prayed in his heart.
Ji Lin on the side had a sneer on her lips.
She even wants Xiao Yi to die more than Xiao Ling and Jiang Feng.
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"I now announce that the finals have officially begun. Yan Xing, Xiao Yi, do any of you want to give up?" On the Zijin high platform, the presiding elder stared at Xiao Yi and Yan Xing and asked.
"You're kidding, why should I give up? It's easy for me to crush this guy. I'm just afraid. He doesn't have the guts to fight me." Yan Xing held his head high, his eyes full of contempt, and deliberately provoked Xiao Yi.
He was worried that Xiao Yi would suddenly regret it and want to give up the game.
By then, he would have no chance to kill the opponent.
Therefore, he wanted to use provoking methods to stimulate Xiao Yi and make him lose the face to abandon the game.
"You self-righteous guy, don't take yourself too seriously. In my eyes, you are nothing! Today, I will make you doubt your life." Xiao Yi said lightly with a sneer flashing at the corner of his mouth.
Whoosh.
The next moment, he flashed and flew towards the No. 1 battle platform.
"Hmph! If you dare to speak harshly when death is imminent, I will definitely blow you to pieces within ten moves." Yan Xing's eyes were extremely cold, and he used a mysterious footwork to appear on the battlefield in an instant.
The warriors who were watching held their breaths, not even daring to take a breath.
Even the warriors from all over the Dragon Realm who used communication crystals to watch the competition couldn't take their eyes away, for fear of missing the most exciting scene.
"You bastard, stop struggling and die."
"From now on, there will be no more Xiao Yi in this world." In the Hua family mansion, the ancestors of the Hua family, Ouyang Fu and others said viciously, wishing that Xiao Yi would be killed.
"It's a pity that Xiao Yi is too young. If he were allowed to break through to the half-step Martial King realm, he might be able to win."
"Yes! I hope he can escape today. It would be a pity if he died in the hands of Yan Xing like this." On the rostrum, the senior officials of the three major colleges shook their heads and sighed.
As for Xiao Ling and the group of mysterious strong men shrouded in light and mist, all of them had expressionless faces.
In their eyes, Xiao Yi was already a dead man.
No matter whether he can escape from the flames or not, he will definitely die today.
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Buzz.
At this moment, an incomparable terrifying force suddenly filled the air from above the battle platform, making people's souls unable to help but tremble.
Yanxing wore a fiery red battle armor, with red glow gushing out from his whole body, and his long hair fluttering in the wind, just like an ancient fire god descending to earth.
In his hand, he also held a war spear about ten feet long, with blazing flames burning on it. The tip of the spear was pointed at Xiao Yi, as if he would throw it out at any time.
"Within ten moves, I'll kill you." Yan Xing said coldly, with an extremely conceited and arrogant expression, like a superior god looking down at an ant.
Whoosh.
The next moment, Yan Xing took action.
The war spear in his hand suddenly danced rapidly in the air, transforming into countless spear shadows, and stabbed towards Xiao Yi densely.
This is an imperial martial art that has been cultivated to a superb level by Yan Xing. When he unleashes it, it is so powerful that even the void is punctured with cracks.
"Oh my God! What a terrible spear technique."
"I even suspect that this spear technique has been cultivated to its true meaning." Many warriors couldn't help but exclaimed.
Yan Xing's spear technique was obviously only practiced to a superb level, but it seemed to be much more terrifying than Tai Kun's Tai'a sword technique.
This is because the profound energy in Yan Xing's body is several times more powerful than that of Tai Kun, which greatly enhances the power of martial arts techniques.
There was a loud bang.
At this critical moment, Xiao Yi displayed the true meaning of the Dream Emperor.
His body remained motionless, allowing these spear shadows to stab him. When the spear shadows were less than a foot away from him, they were blocked by an invisible mental shield.
"Hmph! Let me destroy your proud imperial-level true meaning today." Yan Xing sneered, and his body suddenly disappeared on the spot.
Whoosh.
When he appeared again, he was already above Xiao Yi's head.
"Claw of Pixiu."" Murderous intent burst out from Yan Xing's eyes, and a sharp claw the size of a house suddenly appeared behind him, burning with blazing flames, and slapped it down hard at Xiao Yi.
.
At this moment, he finally used part of the power of Pixiu's bloodline.
Because it is difficult to break through Xiao Yi's mental shield by relying on other attacks.
smack smack smack.
The power of Pixiu's bloodline was astonishingly powerful, and it suddenly made huge holes in Xiao Yi's telepathy shield, almost completely shattering it.
However, Xiao Yi's expression was still very calm, as if nothing had happened.
"Xiao Yi, without the protective shield, who are you? I will kill you like a butcher of a dog." Yan Xing sneered repeatedly, while urging the claws of Pixiu, and kept hitting Xiao Yi, while waving the spear in his hand, stabbing
Xiao Yi's body.
"The true meaning of phantom." With a thought in Xiao Yi's mind, his body instantly transformed into sixteen rays, all of which went towards Yan Xing.
Puff puff puff.
In the flash of lightning, a dozen phantoms were struck by Pixiu's claws and dissipated into the void.
Several other phantoms were unable to withstand the spears of Fire Punishment, and were stabbed into a hornet's nest.
"It's just a body skill that has comprehended the true meaning, but it dares to show off in front of me. It's really ridiculous." The corner of Yan Xing's mouth was full of mockery, and the spear in his hand instantly stabbed Xiao Yi's real body.
past.
There was a loud popping sound.
The next moment, Xiao Yi's true body was pierced by a spear, making a harsh sound.
However, the smile on Yan Xing's face suddenly froze, and an ominous premonition emerged in his heart.
He had clearly stabbed Xiao Yi's real body, but no blood spattered out. This was really weird.
"Who said that with this movement of mine, I could only comprehend one true meaning." At the moment when Yan Xing was shocked, Xiao Yi's true body had separated from the spear and appeared beside Yan Xing.
boom.
His fist burst out with a dazzling purple glow, as if it had turned into meteors, and they smashed towards Yan Xing in a dense manner.
"Not good." Yan Xing's pupils suddenly shrank, and he almost instinctively moved the Pixiu claw to block it in front of him.
Bang bang bang.
Most of Xiao Yi's attacks were blocked by the Pixiu Claw, but there was still a fist shadow that hit Yan Xing's face hard, causing him to fly away, with his mouth