On the second day, on the ring.

The Lord of Qingyun Palace, Mrs. Qinglian, and the entire high-level officials of Ximen Tiangong stood here. Not only that, they also attracted thousands of disciples and people to come here. For a moment, the crowd was filled with noise!

Today is the day of the decisive battle for Lingzi’s selection!

Thirty prides of heaven will stand out from 30,000 people and become real spiritual sons. These thirty disciples are also the strongest geniuses within a radius of hundreds of miles, and no one can compete with them.

The cultivation alone is already extremely terrifying.

boom!

boom!

Widths of breath were released, and the entire arena was filled with a strong sense of fighting. Today's decisive battle is related to everyone's destiny. Everyone has worked hard to practice for more than ten years, and this day is waiting for!

Whether you can enter the holy road is the wish of all disciples!

Only true geniuses can step into the holy road.

The two hundred and ninety-seven prides of heaven were already standing on the arena, and Ye Tian, ​​Ye Chen, and Lin Weiwei had not arrived.

"This Ye Tian is actually playing a big shot with us?"

"Hmph, today I will kill Ye Tian together. If you dare to insult the goddess in my heart, he will definitely pay the price!"

"Go together! I don't believe that Ye Tian can defeat so many of us alone."

The 300 disciples left among the 30,000 people are all master-level existences. The difference in cultivation between each disciple is not very big. Everyone may become a spiritual son. However, many disciples unexpectedly reached an agreement.

Destroy Ye Tian!

If you dare to show off, you will inevitably bear their anger!

...

Bang, bang, bang.

The sound of the whole world suddenly became quiet.

A young man appeared, and his indifferent expression looked at everyone present, followed by the graceful Lin Weiwei. Although she was young, she was already very beautiful, and Ye Chen was also following Ye Tian.

For a moment, all the disciples looked at Ye Tian with fun.

Everyone has a bit of compassion in their eyes.

Ye Tian deserves to have come to this point!

Today, he will have no luck!

Many prides of heaven attacked Ye Tian together, and he absolutely had no possibility of staying.

"Now, Ye Tian will definitely be defeated."

Tang Xiaoran finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the choice she made was handed over all her body, so how could she be wrong? Ye Tian was lucky enough to be able to enter the top 300, and he still wanted to go further?

It's absolutely impossible.

....

On the ring,

Ye Tian stood with his hands behind his back, and he looked coldly at everyone present without caring.

Fighting is about to reach.

Even if three hundred people join forces to attack him, so what?

"All the geniuses."

"In today's battle, you can only select thirty spirit sons! Everyone else will be eliminated. This battle has no restrictions on means and strategies. As long as you can stay until the end, you can become spirit sons!"

"Thirty spiritual sons will receive the rewards given by our palace and practice in Ximen Tiangong for one month. At the end of the month, we will enter the holy road and compete with countless masters for supreme glory!"

The Lord of Qingyun Palace said lightly,

"The war drums ring!"

"The battle between Lingzi begins!"

The moment the voice of the Qingyun Palace Lord fell, countless tsunamis appeared on the ring, and the terrifying momentum exploded. The cold eyes of the two hundred and ninety-seven disciples all projected towards Ye Tian without hesitation.

boom!

A deep and cold forest light burst out from everyone's pupils! A violent aura burst out, and the eyes of many disciples had locked Ye Tian. Today, he would definitely die!

No one can save him!

Even many geniuses did not want Ye Tian to leave alive.

Insulting Wan'er is a death sentence!

"Ye Chen."

"Protect Lin Weiwei."

Ye Tian's faint voice came, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was still looking forward to it. He was half-squatting on the ground, holding the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword in his hand, releasing the stern sword energy. He looked at the many disciples present with a cold expression.

Faced with the overwhelming pressure, Ye Tian was not afraid at all.

So many disciples will be his stepping stones!

"Who would like to be eliminated first?" Ye Tian's voice came, and he seemed a little disdainful. Countless people mocked him. Today, let these people witness what a genius is!

Ye Tian disdained to explain, and even more disdained to argue with these people.

So he let the sword in his hand tell these people the answer.

Many disciples sneered and looked at Ye Tian.

Still as arrogant as ever,

Just in front of them, is it useful to be arrogant?

"kill!"

"Take Ye Tian down first, let's fight to the decisive battle!" Many disciples scolded, with a cold light emerging in their eyes.

The next moment,

The storm is changing, and a violent hurricane is scattering!

More than 200 disciples shot out at the same time, and spells were released from each person's hands. The sword light and sword light intertwined together, forming countless sword energy, tearing all the air apart.

At this moment, a terrifying momentum exploded.

Millions of light blasted towards Ye Tian like a rain curtain, forming an extremely gorgeous scene, but with a strong pressure, the earth instantly cracked and was frightened by this momentum.

Many viewers exclaimed,

What is the situation in today's Lingzi Competition?

More than 200 disciples attack Ye Tian at the same time?

this...

They naturally don’t understand what was born. Many people were breathing extremely nervously. They looked at Ye Tian. What could he do in this situation?

"Blade of Wind!"

Ye Tian's faint voice came,

With a wave of his hand, a hurricane appeared! All the air was swept into it, and the surging waves rushed directly towards the two hundred disciples in an unstoppable manner. In the terrifying waves, Ye Tian's murderous intent was condensed.

"Purgatory of Fire!"

Swish!

Ye Tian said calmly, the temperature of countless air waves suddenly increased, the heat waves were soaring, and the air was burning. The wind was blowing, and many women's skirts were blown up, but all the girls had no time to care about exposing themselves...

Because, this wave of air is too hot!

In an instant, five or six disciples could not bear the attacks of wind and heat, and shot them backwards.

All the attacking disciples slowed down, and everyone's expression showed a hint of surprise. Unexpectedly, Ye Tian would use the wind and fire attributes to attack at the same time to hinder their attack.

but...

Even so, they are not afraid at all!

Wind attributes and fire attributes can only bombard weak disciples.

Facing more than 200 of their disciples, they could only block them for a while at most.

Ye Tian, ​​he is still going to die!

...

"So his confidence is the wind attribute and fire attribute? Twin mages, who practice martial arts, has good talent. Unfortunately, he is facing two hundred powerful warriors and magicians. If he fights one person, he will definitely win. At the same time, facing two hundred disciples, even if his talent is strong, his power will be greatly weakened. He will definitely lose." Wang Xueqing said, her beautiful eyes were still a little surprised.

Ye Tian’s talent is pretty good.

“So what?”

"No matter how good the talent is, he will be eliminated! How could he escape in the face of so many people's attacks?" Wu Yang said lightly, a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes. The wind attributes and fire attributes were still too weak!
To be continued...