In order to kill Ling Tian, ​​Yunteng and others came well prepared. They brought the Tongtian Big Drum. The sound of the Tongtian Big Drum was earth-shattering. After incorporating the fierce sword intent, the power was even more unparalleled. Although it did not suppress Ling Tian's soul,

Qu, but they have resisted all of them. At this time, they have time to attack Ling Tian.

Ling Tian's tactics were also quite clear, and he knew that destroying the Great Drum was the most effective way. He blinked and quickly came up with a plan. Let the fire attribute clones use various Taoist techniques to attack Wan Jianya's disciples.

And he used the Sky-Breaking Bow, and the spiritual arrows attacked like rain.

Wan Jianya's disciples were divided into six groups in order to deal with Ling Tian. The small battle formation composed of six or seven people in each group was still astonishingly powerful. The Taoist arts and spiritual energy arrows cast by Ling Tian were easily attacked. They even had time to attack.

The tactics of Ling Tian, ​​Yunteng and others are also quite clear. Although they are divided into six groups, their main goal is to attack the two clones playing the soul song.

A huge spiritual energy sword shot out with astonishing power. Even with Ling Tian's strength, he did not dare to block it. However, it was not difficult to dodge the spiritual energy sword while playing the soul song while using his phantom phantom body technique.

The sharp sword light of the Spiritual Qi Sword Powder is offset by the "Tianyan Buddha Body Golden Body" technique, so it is not difficult for him to deal with it.

Turning his eyes, Ling Tian ordered the ashes attribute clone to sacrifice the bronze coffin, and the fire attribute clone also sacrificed the Night Heavy Halberd. Under Ling Tian's sneer, the two clones threw the bronze coffin and the Night Heavy Halberd respectively.

The rich ashes of death were dense, the cold and violent aura was permeated, and there was a faint intention of killing, which made people shudder. The bronze coffin transformed into a size of tens of feet, and blasted straight towards the disciples of Wanjianya with an overwhelming momentum.

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As for the Youye Heavy Halberd, its power was not weaker than that of the Bronze Coffin. At this time, it also transformed into a size of dozens of feet. The power of the rich fire attribute field filled the air. The fire was so bright that the whole world became slightly illusory, as if it was about to be burned.

The bronze coffin and the Youye heavy halberd were powerful and heavy, and Ling Tian was extremely powerful. After being thrown out by him, they had an unstoppable power. This shocked Yunteng and others, and the battle formation couldn't help but panic.

"Hold on, the coffins are being attacked by heavy halberds, don't let them get close!" Yun Tengxun gave the order.

Several spiritual energy swords measuring several feet in size shot away, trying to stop the trend of the bronze coffin and the heavy halberd. However, one of the heavy halberd and the bronze coffin was made of artifact material and the other was a quasi-immortal weapon. At this time, their sizes changed again, and they were powerful and heavy.

, unmoved at all. Although their speed slowed down a lot after being attacked, they were still as powerful as a rainbow, and the thick power of the domain added to the power.

Seeing the bronze coffins and heavy halberds coming at them, Wan Jianya's disciples couldn't help but become even more panicked. They had to separate from the crowd to hide. As a result, the battle formation was exposed, and the Tongtian drum surrounded in the center was also exposed.

With a smile on his face, Ling Tian bent his bow like the moon and shot out with an aura arrow.

"No, his target is the Tongtian Dagu, protect the Dagu quickly!" Yun Teng instantly discovered Ling Tian's intention, and as he said that, he used several spiritual energy swords to stop Ling Tian's spiritual energy arrows.

The other disciples of Wanjianya also woke up. They either guarded the giant drum or used their swords to block the spiritual energy arrows. Those who beat the big drum held the drum to avoid the trajectory of the spiritual energy arrows. They

They didn't dare to take the giant drum back, otherwise they would be afraid that Ling Tian's soul song would suppress them and they would not be able to bear it.

But he didn't expect that Ling Tian didn't stop after shooting this arrow, and the second arrow was shot out quickly. The speed of this arrow was faster, and soon the second arrow was shot on the shaft of the first arrow.

——Ling Tian used the impact arrow.

The speed of the first arrow suddenly increased, and the direction changed. He hit a big drum with lightning speed. The sharp aura of killing fine gold spurted out, and the arrows shot out, and the big drum was immediately shot.

It's riddled with holes and I'm afraid it won't be usable anymore.

What's more, Ling Tian fired dozens more spiral arc arrows. The spiritual energy arrows moved at weird speeds. The remaining two giant drums were also shot through when the Wanjianya disciples were caught off guard. At this point, three sky-reaching arrows were shot.

All the drums were destroyed.

Yunteng only brought three giant drums with him on this trip. He thought it was more than enough to deal with one Ling Tian, ​​but he didn't want to be destroyed so easily. He was very angry, but soon he had no time to be angry. Ling Tian's next move

Attacks followed.

The Youye heavy halberd and the bronze coffin were rushing through the crowd, like wolves and sheep, and Yunteng and the others were quickly beaten to pieces.

Seeing this, Ling Tian asked the two clones to continue playing the soul song, while he blended up and used the phantom body technique of the phantom god. He frequently hit Buddhist Prajna Palm and Arhat Fist, which made Yun Teng and others even worse. They

The defeat is even more obvious.

Ling Tiandu was very fast, and he rushed into the crowd in just a moment. With a thought, he took back the broken sky, and the Youye heavy halberd was in hand. The heavy halberd was tumbling, and the halberd was covered with shadows. Ling Tian took the lead to attack Yunteng.

Ling Tian's attack was very fierce, and the heavy halberd was so powerful and heavy that Yunteng was enveloped by the heavy halberd and probably had no chance of escaping. He closed his eyes in despair, remembering his heroic ambition to kill Ling Tian before he came to the stage.

He smiled bitterly and was frightened in his heart.

Thinking of the hatred with Wan Jianya, Ling Tian's eyes were full of murderous intent, and a wave of evil aura filled the air. However, looking at Yunteng's appearance of killing people at the head of his neck, and remembering what he said before going on stage not to kill people, he moved

After a bit of slowness, he became hesitant.

"Ling Tian, ​​you'd better not kill him!" Po Qiong's voice suddenly sounded. Looking at Ling Tian's thoughtful expression, he continued: "The arena is different from other places. Everyone is watching here. If

If you kill someone, others will inevitably have a different impression of you. Besides, don't you want to build a Lingxiao Pavilion where all races can coexist? If you spare people like Yunteng, it will have unexpected effects."

Ling Tian thought for a moment and understood. At this time, tens of millions of people were watching. If he could spare the enemy Wan Jianya's disciple, he would undoubtedly show his broad mind. In this way, he would be more accepted by everyone. This

It is quite beneficial for him to create an environment where all ethnic groups can coexist.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Tian stopped his murderous intent and looked at Yunteng coldly: "Admit defeat!"

"Admit defeat?!" Yunteng was stunned for a moment. He opened his eyes, but soon he came to his senses. His expression was complicated, but he seemed to have remembered something. He looked resolute and said loudly: "Disciple of Wan Jianya

Never admit defeat, kill me if you can!"

He frowned slightly, and he also understood that the disciples of the sect pay attention to reputation, but seeing Yunteng's appearance of willing to die rather than surrender, he was very angry, and he could not really kill him. His eyes turned, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he continued with his heavy halberd

He swung his sword and struck hard at Yun Teng. But he used it softly, with limited strength but with just the right amount of control.

Because his words angered Ling Tian, ​​Yunteng thought that he was bound to die, but he didn't expect that he only felt a huge force coming over him. He only felt a sharp pain all over his body, and the bones in his body cracked loudly, fearing that several bones had been broken.

Although severe pain hit him, Yunteng knew that he was not dead. He opened his eyes and saw himself flying out of the ring like a stone. In an instant, he understood Ling Tian's plan. He knew that Ling Tian was losing his temper.

He went outside the ring, so he lost. And he lost in an extremely humiliating way. Of course, this was entirely his fault. Who made him shout the words "never admit defeat" before? Others can only think that

Ling Tian had no choice but to throw himself out.

In this way, others will look down on disciples like Wan Jianya even more, and the reputation of Lingxiao Pavilion will become even louder.

Thinking of this, Yunteng gritted his teeth and wanted to use his spiritual energy to stop his body, but he didn't expect his chest to feel tight, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes turned black, and the spiritual energy in his body was in chaos. How could he control his body?

What about shape?

Just like that, Yun Teng flew out of the ring with an extremely clear head, and then hit the stone floor hard. The combination of shame and anger aroused his injuries, and as a result, his eyes blackened and he fainted.

Many people in the onlookers came to Yunteng's side and burst into laughter after detecting that he was just fainting. Then when they looked at Ling Tian, ​​his expression changed drastically, and many people showed admiration.

"Huh, originally I just asked you to admit defeat. Forget it if you don't know what to do." Ling Tian snorted coldly, muttering in his heart: "If it weren't for the wrong occasion, I would definitely kill you. It just so happens that I don't have an excuse to teach you a lesson. This

You forced me."

"Haha, that kid is just a bastard. He won't be happy unless he gets beaten. I'm afraid half of his bones will be broken this time. He will need to recuperate for at least a few months." Po Qiong smiled brightly and comforted him: "Ling Tian, ​​you kid is just fine.

Stop being so grudged, even if these people are killed, it will have no impact on Wan Jianya's strength, why not humiliate him like this."

"That's true, haha..." Ling Tian felt very comfortable.

With that said, Ling Tian continued to move towards the other Wanjianya disciples, either waving the heavy halberd, striking out with the Prajna Palm, or charging at the bronze coffin. As a result, not long after, there were only a few Wanjianya disciples left in the arena.

, and although none of the people who were knocked off the ring died, they all suffered broken bones and muscles, which was quite miserable.

These people also guessed Ling Tian's 'sinister' intentions, but they were in a dilemma. There was no choice but to admit defeat, and they couldn't fight head-on, so they had to disperse one after another, as if they were avoiding Ling Tian.

In this way, the previously "tragic" battle turned into a "cat-catching" style chase, which made everyone in the audience burst into laughter. Most of them were disdainful of Wan Jianya's disciples for not knowing what to do. This made even more people laugh.

The Wan Jianya disciples on the stage were ashamed, but there was nothing they could do.

Ling Tian's speed was very fast, and it was quite easy to catch up with those Wanjianya disciples.

After a stick of incense passed by, Ling Tian threw the last disciple of Wan Jian Ya off the ring, then straightened his clothes. He seemed to have done an insignificant thing, and then went to the pavilion where he had been, but he was also happy in his heart.
Chapter completed!