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All of this was completed in the blink of an eye. Nangong Feiyun and others were still watching the result. When they saw nine figures flying out of the light world outside the body of Yitian, they hit the defense around the round platform, and were instantly torn to pieces.

How powerful is the nine martial masters joining forces to attack?

But when it is put on Yitian, it is useless and he is seeking death by himself.

Such strength is terrifying, even many martial emperors in the audience are difficult to do, but Yitian is easy.

Looking at Yitian vigilantly, Nangong Feiyun and others subconsciously retreated, their eyes full of anger, but no one dared to attack easily.

The audience was silent, and they were shocked by Yitian's performance.

Even Emperor Wu had a chill to Yitian's strength.

The reason is that no one can see through the cultivation of Yitian, so he feels awe of him.

Advance and retreat, keep a distance.

The sky is like a tiger. Facing twenty lambs, the momentum and domineeringness are unforgettable.

During the confrontation, some of the twenty martial masters could not bear the pressure and even begged for mercy, wanting to survive.

"Nangong Feiyu, it was me wrong before, it was me wrong. As long as you don't kill me, I'm willing to do whatever you want me to do."

The one who spoke was an intermediate martial master named Fang Shi. His words immediately aroused the hostility of other martial masters.

Yitian sneered: "It's too late to beg for mercy now. I, Nangong Feiyu, said that I would kill you all, and I must kill you all."

The mentality determines the ending. When Yitian's words sounded on the round platform, red lotus gathered under his feet, lotus flowers spread all over the world, and in the blink of an eye, the entire round platform filled.

Those lotus flowers are formed by gathering flames, and a human-shaped flame appears in each lotus, composed of 12,000 strands of Yuan power, with a frequency of more than 9800 times.

"Human-shaped flame, how is this possible? Legend has it that it takes the strength of the Martial Emperor to condense into a human-shaped flame in the red lotus. He is only at the Martial Master realm, how did he do all this?"

Off the stage, the knowledgeable Wu Zun raised questions.

The nine martial emperors in the first row had different faces. Looking at the human-shaped flames on the stage, their expressions were full of confusion.

Seeing that he had no choice but to retreat, Nangong Feiyun looked cruel on his face and said sternly: "If you fight, I don't believe that I won't kill him."

Nangong Jianwei and Nangong Huayi both nodded and responded. The three of them turned into three high-speed columns of fire, like fire dragons, wandering among the lotus flowers.

Seeing this, the other martial masters followed suit, and even Fang Shi launched an attack, trying to bet on luck.

In this way, twenty pillars of fire traveled between the lotus, trying their best to avoid those human-shaped flames and gathered towards Yitian.

Stopped, Yitian said indifferently: "Come on, I'll give you a chance to show it as much as possible."

Yitian raised his hands, and the lotus flowers on the round platform flew up one after another. The human-shaped flames in the stamens stretched out instantly, connecting them to each other, forming a dense flame net, blocking twenty pillars of fire inside.

Immediately, these lotus flowers tightened quickly, and human-shaped flames were like divine weapons with sharp iron and mud. As long as the pillar of fire touched these human-shaped flames, a gap would immediately appear, which was the trace of the collision between the two sides.

The human-shaped flames cast by Yitian are actually a method recorded in the Fire Dragon Art. However, Yitian is simulated by the fiery fire element, and the frequency can only reach more than 9,900 times, and cannot be compared with the real Fire Dragon Art.

Despite this, these human-shaped flames are still extremely powerful and can directly strangle the pillars of fire of the martial masters, posing a fatal threat to them.

As the lotus flowers tighten rapidly, the collision and intersection between the pillar of fire and the human-shaped flame inevitably arises.

The frequency of high-speed oscillation caused the battle between the two sides to occur hundreds of times in a tenth of an instant.

This kind of war lasted, with thousands of impacts in one blink of an eye.

The strength of those martial masters is not as good as that of Yitian. They are far from the frequency of the volatility of the primordial power and the quantity of the primordial power. They will be defeated at the touch.

As a result, the pillars of fire were destroyed one after another, and the martial masters died one after another, and the battle was coming to an end.

Controlling the tightening lotus, Yitian looked at the disappearing pillars of fire, his eyes as sharp as a knife, without any joy, but instead showed a hint of gloom.

Twenty pillars of fire were twisted and deformed among the lotus flowers. In an instant, eight pillars of fire broke and disappeared, indicating that the eight martial masters died, and their cultivation was all integrated into those human-shaped flames.

Eight people died, and there were still twelve of them. These were all high-level martial masters who were fighting desperately. The frequency of the pillar of fire continued to change, trying to shake the tightening lotus and gain a glimmer of hope for himself.

However, Yitian's strength is enough to match the hundred martial masters, and only twelve martial masters, but they are still in charge of their own affairs. How can they resist Yitian's attack?

Under Yitian's control, the lotus on the round platform tightened and tightened, and the human-shaped flames merged and converged with each other, forming a blue-purple light realm, sealing the twelve pillars of fire.

Then, the blue-purple light realm began to tighten, and three of the twelve internal fire pillars were instantly destroyed, and there were only nine fire pillars left struggling to death, but it was useless.

Seeing all this, Xu Ruohua was extremely surprised. Lan Xin smiled on her face, Long Yaozhu made a crisp laugh, and the rest were extremely shocked.

Nangong Mie looked as if he was ashen. Such an ending was simply unreasonable, so he was so angry that he almost wanted to kill someone.

However, Nangong Xiaoyue sat on the side. Although Nangong Mie wanted to rush forward and kill Yitian, he knew in his heart that Nangong Xiaoyue would not sit idly by the outstanding Nangong children like Yitian.

If there is no proper excuse, even if Nangong Mie wants to kill someone, he will not dare to act rashly.

On the side, Nangong Lie and Nangong Chixue also had gloomy faces. Behind the two, Nangong Changtian and Nangong Tianlie had even blue faces, and they could not accept this reality at all.

Except for Chu Yunfan, the Wu Emperor of the other surname, all had a gloomy face. He was incredible about Nangong Feiyu's sudden rise, but was extremely shocked and angry.

Originally, the Nangong Family was extremely powerful, and now another Nangong Feiyu appeared in the town, which made the Nangong Family more powerful in Wangyue Town and further suppressed people of other surnames.

Yang Yan looked at Yitian with a very cold and cold look. As an outstanding disciple of Xuanyang Palace, Nangong Feiyu was undoubtedly one of his strong enemies.

Behind Yang Yan, a middle-aged man sat with a round face full of a kind smile, who had attracted Yitian's attention.

Yitian did not know this person because he was from Feiyun City and his name was Du Xin.
Chapter completed!