"The Gu Clan is really an existence that is born to cheat." Lan Ling was angry and funny, he shook his head, and simply ignored his body.
He was dragged towards the tip of the sword, but smiled and said: "You may be thinking too much, even if I can't escape, with your divine power, you can't beat me."
After all, the fingers of Lan Ling's right hand condensed into a sword, and a beam of solar energy turned into a sword glow.
Swish!
That sword light cut directly into the tall man's divine power sword light, actually cutting the divine power sword in half!
The tall man's eyes changed, and he hurriedly pulled with his left hand to the side, dragging Lan Ling to the left side of his body, and then pulled back, pulling Lan Ling back again.
At the same time, the right fist also greeted the past.
Lan Ling was dragged out, then dragged back, just facing the fist.
The sun was shining on his head, and he hit the tall man's fist with his head, and he heard the sound of bones breaking.
The tall man clutched his right hand and let out a muffled grunt. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll tear you apart!"
After all, he grabbed the air with one hand and pushed forward, the blue spirit was caught on the wrinkled air, and quickly flew into the distance.
At this time, the tall man stretched out his left and right hands at the same time, grabbed the air together, and said, "Die!"
Lan Ling's face changed slightly, and he immediately sat cross-legged, with his left palm as his palm, his right hand combed in the palm of his left palm, and his hands sank in his dantian.
"Tiangang imperial sword technique, protect the body!"
hum!
That Lan Ling's whole body lit up.
At the same time, the tall man suddenly separated his hands to the left and right!
laugh!
There was a sound of the curtain being torn apart.
At the position where Lan Ling was, the space was torn apart from the left and right sides at the same time!
This move was amazing, it should have torn Lan Ling in half too.
But the blue spirit defended himself, the space he was in was torn apart, but his body was safe and sound.
"What is this?" The tall man finally turned pale: "This is not Gang Qi!"
That Lan Ling smiled slightly, and said: "My Vulture Sect is originally a playful ancestor, and this Sun Qi really suits my taste."
Even the Tianyan Gang Qi of the Tianyan Sect stood out from the Vulture Sect.
Now Lan Ling has found a substitute for Tian Yan Gang Qi, Sun Zhen Qi! It's really even more powerful.
"The time has come, the handover phase is over." At this time, the main god announced such a result.
The tall man didn't finish his forty strokes at all, but the time ran out.
Lan Ling smiled even better, and said, "Big man, it's my turn."
The blue spirit immediately manipulated the flying sword to attack the tall man.
The tall man's pupils shrank, and he grabbed the air again, trying to throw away the flying swords.
But at this time, there was an accident.
The ninety-nine flying swords did not return to Lan Ling immediately before, and the tall man did not pay more attention to the flying swords, but paid more attention to Lan Ling.
Unexpectedly, Lan Ling used this period of time to let ninety-nine flying swords fly around the outfield, and they quietly circled around the tall man in the front, back, left, right, up, down, left, and right directions.
All of a sudden, ninety-nine flying swords aimed at the tall man from all directions at the same time.
The tall man could pull away flying swords in any direction, but he couldn't pull away flying swords in all directions.
"You!" The tall man was shocked. He stretched out his arms and clasped his hands into fists at the same time.
Lan Ling was quickly wrapped up by a force, and his whole body was kneaded together, and he couldn't even move his fingers.
"It's useless." Lan Ling chuckled: "Ninety-nine flying swords are like my ninety-nine arms, each of which can independently make a pattern of attacks."
"Blocking me personally is only equivalent to blocking one me, and there is nothing you can do about the other ninety-nine me."
really! Ninety-nine flying swords are not affected at all!
Ninety-nine rays of light went away in unison.
The tall man's expression changed, it was already too late.
In an instant, all ninety-nine swords touched the tall man's skin, but did not penetrate.
The tall man's face was already pale with fright, and he didn't dare to move. His eyes secretly fixed on the edge of a sword staring at the center of his eyebrows, and beads of sweat rolled down.
Lan Ling shrugged: "The unique ability makes you rely too much on it, but you forget the method of defeating the enemy, as well as skills and brains."
"Hey, let me tell you something that can piss you off. Even if I don't have the skills and brains, but my understanding of martial arts is better than yours, I can still kill you."
"But you're lucky."
After all, Lan Ling raised his head and said to the Lord God: "I admit defeat."
"Why... why..." Feng Zhan already felt exhausted, he couldn't figure out what these human races meant.
Lan Ling exited.
The audience went into an uproar again.
This human race called Lan Ling has a completely different style from Guan Xiao, but it is still easy to play with the ancient race.
It's just that I can't figure it out, the ability of the ethereal god is so exaggerated, and there doesn't seem to be anything special about Lan Ling's ability, so why can't he beat it
"Next game." The Lord God said.
"Luo Sheng, you can go." Xiang Nan said.
Na Luosheng hummed and flew into the air.
Feng Zhan was already dying. He grabbed Xiang Nan's shoulder and whispered, "You tell me, you can tell me alone. What are you planning?"
Xiang Nan sighed, and said, "I was going to talk about it after the competition, okay, come here with your ears."
Xiang Nan whispered in Na Fengzhan's ear: "The outcome of this talent conference is not important, what matters is the performance of the talent."
"Although both Guan Xiao and Lan Ling concede defeat and count them as failures, in the eyes of the Lord God, they know very well that these two people are actually the winning side, do you understand?"
That Feng Zhan was thoughtful, and said: "You mean... as long as the main god approves, it will be fine."
Xiang Nan nodded and said in a low voice: "Look here, there are at least hundreds of thousands of people. If some of us become the top 16, we will accept their challenge. It is unreasonable to fight for a few months."
"But we don't have so much time. Even if we all admit defeat, do you think the Lord God will give up on us?"
"No, they will find a few of us quietly and regard us as key training targets."
"Ah..." Feng Zhan's eyes lit up, and he said, "It makes sense!"
"But... don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case. If you admit defeat and the Lord God has a stubborn temper, he won't look for you. Wouldn't it be a mess?"
Xiang Nan said helplessly: "You brain, have you forgotten what the Lord God said before? What he wants is to fight against the Temple of Thunder and win! This is the ultimate goal."
"Do you think the rules of a game are important, or the victory of the Temple of Nature is more important? Do you need to think about it?"
That Feng Zhan finally realized: "It turns out that the main god has figured it out before! I didn't think it through, and I'm still struggling with the game itself."
Xiang Nan smiled and said: "Broaden your horizons, don't be bound by the situation in front of you, and take the long view."
The game above has already started.
Luo Sheng was holding a long knife, lowered his eyelids, and didn't even look at his opponent, as if he was in deep thought.
And Luo Sheng's opponent was a monster holding a big stick.
This guy was about the height of a human, but had sixteen long arms, each of which held a large stick. According to the introduction, he is also one of the ancient tribes, from the Haishan tribe.